Douluo Strongest Son-in-law

Qin Feng was stunned in place, and a data column appeared in front of him.

host; Qin Feng

Sex: Male

age; 6 years old

level; ninth-level spirit warrior

First Martial Spirit; Liangyi Tiangang Hammer

Second Martial Spirit; none

Soul Power; 100/90000

"Son, what's wrong with you?!"

Old Jack looked at Qin Feng who was just jumping and stopped suddenly, and he was terrified in an instant.

This is the treasure of their Holy Soul Village, and there is no room for any problems.

After so many years, it has been a long time since there has been a soul master who can cultivate, especially the younger generation like Xiaofeng who started as a second-level soul master and are still aggressive hammers.

Old Jack came to Qin Feng who was as still as a sculpture, and suddenly a light stabbed Old Jack so much that he couldn't open his eyes, and the strong soul force almost knocked him down.

"Deep yellow light?! Nine! Ninth-level spirit warrior!!!"

Old Jack's pupils were constricted, his breathing was short, and his hands were shaking constantly, as if he was having epilepsy.

After awakening the martial spirit, in the spirit warrior stage, different rays of light will emerge when advancing, and dark yellow is the symbol of the ninth level! !

"Jie, Grandpa Jack, what's the matter with you?"

Tang San hurried up to help.

Old Jack, whose blushing neck was swollen, eased up, but his hand was still tightly clutching his chest.

"What happened to Grandpa Jack?"

Qin Feng came back to his senses, and the sudden upgrade just now inexplicably put him into a state of emptiness.

"Child, no, it's okay, grandpa is so happy."

Old Jack held Qin Feng's hand tightly.

The sharp palms like dead branches held Qin Feng tightly, and the bones hurt him.

"Child, have you become a ninth-level spirit warrior?"

There was a gleam in Old Jack's hazy eyes.

"Uh-huh."

Qin Feng nodded.

hiss!

When Old Jack heard this sentence, he was top-heavy and his heart twitched!

Just yesterday, wasn't the other party still a second-level spirit warrior? With the effort of this one night, the other party has been promoted to the ninth level spirit warrior? !

The legendary soul sage senior was not so exaggerated back then, what kind of freak this sloppy blacksmith picked up!

Old Jack was almost stimulated to have a heart attack and died on the spot with a smile.

If Qin Feng didn't actually appear in front of him, he would definitely think he was dreaming!

"Xiaofeng, did you advance to the ninth level spirit warrior in one day?"

Old Jack asked again.

"Yes, Grandpa Jack."

Qin Feng nodded affirmatively, and there is nothing to hide.

"Holy, there is a genius in the Holy Soul Village!"

Old Jack clenched his trembling hands tightly, and the wrinkles on his face were shaking. Although he was ready, he could not restrain his excitement at the moment.

Old Jack has lived in the Holy Spirit Village since he was a child. He has never seen anyone who can be promoted to the first level in such a short period of time, and the promotion from a two-level spirit warrior to a ninth-level spirit warrior is unprecedented!

Now that a congenital full of soul power, an upgraded little monster, the sleeping Holy Soul Village is finally about to wake up? !

"Thank you, Lord Soul Saint, thank you Lord Soul Saint for blessing our Holy Soul Village!"

Old Jack was very excited and knelt at the entrance of the village, thanking the plaque of the Holy Spirit Village.

Tang San and Qin Feng's eyes are surprisingly consistent at the moment, they seem to have nothing to do with the legendary Soul Saint, right?

But at this time, the two of them did not show any difference, but stood beside Old Jack very well-behaved.

If it wasn't for Old Jack, they could go to the primary soul master school there, and the two of them still thanked Old Jack from the bottom of their hearts.

soon,

The three got into the carriage.

"Comparing the two of you with my incompetent grandsons, it's almost like a world. I really don't know what kind of blessing Tang Hao has cultivated in his past life."

In the car, Old Jack looked at Qin Feng and Tang San, how he hoped that these two children were his grandsons.

"Why is Xiaosan a little gloomy? Did you miss your alcoholic father?"

The car traveled for a while, and the playful joy just now turned into a taciturn.

"Well, a little bit."

Tang San's little head nodded slightly and replied.

Although he is a transmigrator, Tang Hao is his biological father. For so many years, their father and son have been dependent on each other in the village. It would be a lie to say that there is no relationship.

"Don't think too much. You will make more friends and learn more knowledge in the academy. It will be much more fun than in the village."

Old Jack comforted Tang San.

Afterwards, Old Jack patiently introduced to Tang San what he knew about the outside world.

Qin Feng lay down slowly beside him, and then fell asleep with his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

If he is really familiar with Douluo Dalu, if Old Jack is a book, then Qin Feng is a library.

After all, he was a Douluo fan back then.

"To Notting City."

Holy Spirit Village is not far from Notting City. If it takes about half a day to walk, it will be faster to take a carriage than to walk, and it will take two or three hours to arrive.

Old Jack had something to do this morning and had no choice but to delay it until noon. If they walked there, they might not be able to register for the Spirit Master Academy, so Old Jack paid for a carriage.

The three got out of the car. Notting City was not a big city, but because it was very close to the border of the Heaven Dou Empire, it was heavily guarded. The three of them underwent some checks before entering the city.

"Little San, Xiaofeng, Grandpa will go back first after sending you to the academy. You must be obedient. Grandpa will pick you up after this semester is over."

Old Jack said to Tang San and Qin Feng with vague reluctance in his eyes.

"Did Grandpa Jack leave in such a hurry, but the carriage has already left. Wouldn't it be too late to stay in the hotel for a day or two before leaving?"

Qin Feng looked at Old Jack, and the carriage Old Jack had already called away. If the other party sent them to the academy before leaving, it is estimated that they would have to go back to the village in the dark.

"Son, the hotel in this city is affordable for us poor people. It doesn't matter if the carriage is gone. Grandpa can walk back slowly. Remember to study hard in the Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy. When the time comes, the Holy Soul Village will be proud of you, and now Grandpa will be worth it no matter how tired or hard he is."

After a wry smile, Old Jack touched Qin Feng's head. He was very pleased that Qin Feng was so sensible.

A group of three people walked in the city, and the Nuoding Elementary Spirit Master Academy was in the west of Notting City.

It took the three of them to find the specific address of the college after some setbacks.

In the distance, they could see a tall arch, all made of hard and top-quality granite. There were two dark iron grids under the door, which were also made of fine iron.

"Notting College."

In the middle of the top-quality granite arch, four large gilt characters are particularly eye-catching.

It must be known that this is only a junior academy, and such a luxurious style also indirectly shows the importance of the profession of soul master in Douluo Continent.

"Several hillbillies, don't get in the way here!"

The three of them were just about to step forward to ask, when suddenly a young man who was guarding the door came towards the three of them and shouted angrily at them.

[Ding, stimulate the task]

And Qin Feng's mind, almost at the same time, a mechanical female voice sounded without warning.