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Chapter 189 Who are you? (10)

What did you say?

Can you practice while sleeping?

Qin Ming looked at Tang San with an incredible look on his face.

"Brother Feng also taught us this method, but unfortunately we can't learn it for the time being, so we can only practice while practicing."

Tang San said.

Qin Ming swallowed his saliva and suddenly understood why the seven were so perverted.

"That battle..." Tang San smiled bitterly again, "Actually, Brother Feng often fought with us alone for three months. If there were no three months of combat training, we would probably be defeated immediately. After all, your Emperor Fighting Team is too cautious and serious."

"Practice with you alone? Three months?" Qin Ming was shocked. He had never heard of this situation when he talked to Flanders and others before?

In a trance, Qin Ming remembered what Flander said when he introduced Wang Feng:

"Either he thought it out, or he was beaten out..."

At that time, Qin Ming still didn't understand, but now he suddenly realized it.

"He can beat you seven of you alone...wait, it seems possible." Qin Ming was shocked just after asking.

He seemed to be able to even beat me at that time?

At that time, in addition to having two soul skills and level 20 soul power was useless, I was doing my best.

Even if the core soul skills are enabled, they can't beat them...

"We haven't won once in three months." Tang Sanyi said with shame, "The best result is that the seven of us were in Brother Feng's hands for ten minutes. We really had no soul power..."

"..." Qin Ming.

Is that monster captain Wang Feng really only level 34? Qin Ming couldn't help but ask himself a soul question.

A thirteen-year-old child has already caught up with his thirty-year-old self. Qin Ming really doesn’t know what strength he will be when he reaches thirty years old?

After a little shock, Qin Ming asked Tang San to wake everyone up. After breakfast, he introduced them while taking everyone to the interior of Tiandou Academy.

Along the way, Qin Ming's eyes fell on Wang Feng from time to time, which made Wang Feng think that this senior Qin Ming would not treat him...

‘What’s going on? Teacher Qin Ming sees me doing?’

Wang Feng said intimately.

I am a serious boy and like older girls.

Wang Feng walked aside, looking a little avoiding Qin Ming's eyes, and also listening to Qin Ming's introduction.

The grading of Tiandou Academy is very serious.

The students are divided into Tianwei level, Tianzhi level, and Tian Dou level. The same is true for teachers, but there are three additional teachers from the Education Committee, all of which are at the level of Contra.

But Wang Feng can understand it very well.

In my previous life, there were ordinary classes, rocket classes, and experimental classes. The teachers were also divided into ordinary teachers, special teachers, professors, etc.

With the strength of Flanders and others, it is still okay to be at the Heavenly Fight level.

Moreover, the bonus subsidy is quite high, with three thousand gold coins, which is simply rich and powerful!

Soon, Qin Ming brought his group to the moving building in the center of the school.

This building is magnificent and majestic, and is not inferior to the Martial Soul Hall in those big cities. As soon as Qin Ming and a few of them walked in, Wang Feng saw three old men standing in front.

The old man was wearing a black robe dress, which was only available with the power of Conra and needed to go to the Spirit Hall to collect it.

Very formal dress, too!

The pressure was uncontrollably released from the three of them.

"Contra!" Wang Feng's heart moved.

At level 80 or above, Conra is still very strong!

At least, it is impossible for Wang Feng to beat him now.

If you open the Pangu Axe... there is no chance, you will naturally be beaten up at the fifth level.

Regardless of the rest, in terms of level alone, Conra is at least equivalent to an ordinary soul beast of more than 60,000 years.

Thirty thousand years is equivalent to the appearance of a level 71 soul saint, and ten thousand years is equivalent to the level 61 soul emperor.

Wang Feng did not kill the powerful thorny Xuanming Turtle with a Pan Ancient Axe, but now it is probably possible.

Of course, Wang Feng, who is more than seventy-level soul saint, could barely fight when he turned on the Pangu Axe, but he was also a water product that could damage himself by 800.

And if Pangu axe is below level 71, it can basically be removed in seconds once it is opened.

If it is about level 61, Wang Feng can kill in seconds at all levels 5, rather than defeating it.

However, there are many trump cards in the five levels, so Wang Feng is unlikely to use them.

Qin Ming had some of his strength at the beginning. Wang Feng's second-level physical strength was greater than him, so he could press him to hit him and knock him away with one punch, causing him to fall on the Soul Fighting Platform, but he was not seriously injured.

But if you play it really, Qin Ming would not lose so easily.

As for level 61 or below, sorry, third or fourth gears, sweep directly.

If you are below level 51, you can use Xuanming Thorn directly for a moment without explaining it.

It's like a God-killing Team. If it's a defensive soul master, it can still resist it. Unfortunately, the seven people are all agile attacks, and they are simply as fragile as paper!

So now when seeing Contra, Wang Feng is still a little careful.

After all, I can't beat it.

At this moment, I saw the three old men so formal.

Flanders and others naturally did not dare to neglect them. They walked over directly, crossed their hands on their shoulders, and said respectfully:

"I am the dean of Shrek Academy, Flander, the seventh-ring battle soul emperor of the Aggression Department level 78, and have met three seniors!"

Zhao Wuji and several teachers behind also stepped forward to sign up for their reputation.

These three old men are older than them and stronger than them, so that's the case.

Seeing this, the three old men smiled. One of them was slightly thin and had a bit of fairy-like old men to help Flander up a few times:

"You are welcome. I can teach disciples like Qin Ming. I have long admired you Shrek Academy! My name is Meng Shenji, a martial soul black demon, and a level 86 battle soul contra of the control department. As for these two, I will introduce them to you!"

The old man who claimed to be a dream god machine pointed to the other two and introduced them.

One of them is fat, called Bai Baoshan, and his martial soul is the Tianxing Furnace. The defense system is the eighty-five-level eight-ring battle soul control.

The other one is called Zhilin, Wuhun Tianqing Vine, and the eighth-ring control weapon, the eight-ring control weapon.

Zhilin has an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, and compared with the first two, he has no characteristics.

The three of them invited everyone into the internal office room.

This room is like the living room that Wang Feng imagined. It is very simple and simple, and there is not much luxury. From here, we can also see that these are the three Conquer teachers, who are from the practical school.

After several people sat in turn.

Meng Shenji smiled and said:
Chapter completed!
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