Chapter 8: The Master Can't Save You [Thanks to the "99% Buffering" tip]

"This little brother, we are from the Holy Soul Village, and these two children are the work-study students sent by our village this year."

Old Jack naturally felt the disdain from the young man, but he still said with a smile.

"Can there still be a golden phoenix in the grass chicken nest? Is there anyone in a small village who has soul power? It's been a long time since our college had a work-study student, so you three bold rednecks can't be fakes, right? ”

The young man smiled coldly, and there was sarcasm in his yin and yang strange voice.

When Old Jack heard this, an anger flashed in his eyes, but he still restrained himself with extreme restraint and took out the certificate given by Su Yuntao of the Martial Spirit Palace.

"Hahaha, innate soul power? Also blue silver grass? It's really ridiculous, I've never seen that person full of innate soul power or waste martial soul blue silver grass in so many years here, this certificate of the Martial Spirit Hall was forged by you, and you have to be professional if you want to fake it! ”

When the young man saw this list, he burst into laughter.

Hearing this, Old Jack bit his lip tightly, and the green tendons on his old arm bulged up one after another.

"Oh? Is there still a letter here? You still want to help this person named Qin Feng test his soul power at Notting Academy? What is the village committee of Holy Soul Village? ”

As if he hadn't seen Old Jack, who was already trembling with anger, the young man opened a yellow envelope in the bag very casually.

"This kid also has soul power, and Master Su Yuntao didn't test it a long time ago, so I wanted to test it on the spot at Notting Academy."

Old Jack tried his best to restrain himself, thinking that it didn't matter if his old guy was a little angry, all for the sake of these two sensible children.

"Heh, what else is the Holy Soul Village, I think it's a beggar village, you rednecks still want to take a private test in our Notting Academy, you remember, cow dung is cow dung after all, and it won't become fragrant when steamed in the pot!"

The young man stared at him, sneered disdainfully, and then tore the envelope apart.

"You!"

Old Jack trembled with anger, and his whole body was like a boiler about to explode.

"Don't get in the way here, get out of here!"

The young man stepped forward and tried to push Old Jack to him.

Tang San stared at the man deadly, the dark arrow in his sleeve ready to fire.

At this moment, a gust of wind rushed past Old Jack, and a big black hammer fell high!

"Eat a hammer!"

It turned out to be Qin Feng, and I saw his small figure jump up and swing a hammer towards the young man!

"Look for death!"

Seeing Qin Feng coming, the young man's face turned grim, he had already entered the eleventh level soul master, and such a little man who didn't have a soul ring could be killed with a snap of his fingers.

"Little Wind!!"

Old Jack saw that it was Xiaofeng who rushed out, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull Qin Feng back.

Even if Qin Feng has been promoted to the ninth level soul master, the opposite side is a soul master, and the two sides are one heaven and one earth.

However, it was a step too late.

"Bang! Rock! ”

The sound of bones shattering was particularly harsh, and the next second I heard a distant crash.

"Xiaofeng, why are you so impulsive!"

Old Jack sat down on the ground, patting his thighs, as if he had lost his soul.

He didn't dare to look up at the location of the voice just now, because the sound of bones breaking just now was rippling in Old Jack's heart, and he was afraid to see Qin Feng fall apart.

In the eyes of these soul masters, the lives of their poor people are as low as grass, especially Xiao Feng who took the initiative to attack the other party just now, and it is useless to sue the Martial Soul Branch.

It's only been an afternoon's work, how can I explain to Tang Hao and the people in the village!

Old Jack was in tears, and no one could experience the feeling of breaking down and heartbreaking in Old Jack's heart at this time.

Because in Old Jack's eyes, Qin Feng was not only a sensible child, but also the hope of their Holy Soul Village, and now his hope was completely shattered.

"Grandpa Jack, Brother Feng is fine."

Tang San looked at the appearance of Old Jack who had never seen him before, and cried like a child.

"The sound of broken bones can even be heard clearly in my ears, how can it be okay, junior, I know you want to comfort grandpa, grandpa is out of shape, but grandpa is really heartbroken."

Old Jack sat on the ground, sighing and crying.

"Grandpa Jack, I'm fine."

At this time, Qin Feng also came to Old Jack's side.

Hearing Qin Feng's voice, Old Jack raised his head incredulously.

Seeing Qin Feng, he was surprised and delighted, and his face was mixed with extremely complicated emotions.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to kill you!"

At this moment, a cold roar sounded from behind.

The young man guarding the door dragged his dislocated chin at the moment and walked with a hideous face.

"Little San, I'll leave it to you."

Qin Feng glanced at Tang San.

"Don't worry, Brother Feng!"

Tang San nodded heavily.

In fact, even if Qin Feng didn't make a move just now, he would make a move.

The Hidden Arrow he had previously made was already coated with poison, and if fired, he was confident that he would be able to kill his opponent in an instant.

"Forty-nine strokes away."

Qin Feng's hammer was put aside, staring coldly at the young man.

As long as he completes the task given to him by the system to blast the hammer concierge fifty times, he will get a mysterious treasure chest!

Because of the movement just now, there are more and more people around me at this moment.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to hit me like this, and you're the first."

The young man's palm was full of spiritual power, and it turned out to be a big knife, and a white light came from his body one after another.

"Ninety-nine years of white soul ring!"

When Old Jack saw this soul ring appear, he was immediately frightened, and hurriedly told Qin Feng to hurry up.

The soul master and the soul master who cast the soul ring are no different from an egg hitting a stone!

Qin Feng may have been a surprise attack just now, and this young man was a light enemy, but this time it was different.

"It's less than a hundred years old junk soul ring."

Qin Feng snorted with disdain, and raising the hammer was a wild smash.

On the field, everyone only saw a child who was not as tall as the handle of the hammer carrying a hammer and chasing an almost adult young man in a smashing smash.

And although the young man has the power of the soul ring to assist, for some reason, the power of the soul ring is as if he has not used his strength.

"What's going on?"

At this moment, a man dressed in black appeared at the entrance of Notting College.

"Master."

When the other Notting Academy people saw this man, they all saluted.

"Master, these hillbillies pretended to be work-study students and wanted to infiltrate Notting College, and after being found out, they were angry and beat the porter."

A young man stepped forward and said.

"You are talking nonsense, it is clear that one person despises our village, tears up the letters in the village, and wants to push Grandpa Jack to drive us away."

Tang San's eyes widened angrily and replied, he didn't believe that there was no one who was reasonable in a huge Notting Academy.

"Stop."

After the man glanced at it, he snorted coldly at Qin Feng and the deep voice of the porter who were pestering in the distance.

"Master, it's not that I don't want to stop, it's that this kid has been pestering me!"

The young man had a blue nose, swollen face, and a dislocated jaw at the moment, and he was still speaking in the wind.

"Now even a master can't save you, this forty-eighth blow, this one I smashed for Old Jack!"

The green tendons on Qin Feng's immature hands burst out, and the air burst out with a buzzing sound at this moment.