Kong Yuhen was certain that the combat power of the spirit beasts he encountered was comparable to that of the spirit beasts encountered by the Tang Sect. Although he came out half an hour earlier than him, he was covered in blood and exhausted when he came out.
But looking back at Tang Feng now, he was simply as if nothing had happened.
In comparison, what if I came out early? The opponent completely defeated the spiritual beast without any damage, not even a drop of blood was splashed.
Defeated! Defeated again! Why is this happening? No matter how much he thinks about it, Kong Yuhen can’t figure out how he can achieve this level. In that small space, he can’t achieve this level anyway.
?Kong Yu hated himself and asked himself that he didn’t have this ability. Was he really so much better than him?
Two months ago, the gap between me and him seemed to be only a little bit, but now, the gap has actually widened wider.
In the crowd, He Xiangning exhaled slowly, and the worry in her heart turned into tears. She wiped them hurriedly a few times.
Qiu Jueyin couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Since you like him so much, why don't you express your feelings?"
He Xiangning shook her head slowly. She no longer needed to explain. He should have seen it a long time ago, otherwise he would not have said those words intentionally two months ago. The true purpose of what he said could be understood by himself.
That's enough, just watch him and become stronger with him. In the final analysis, I am just a vengeful person. One day I will seek revenge on that enemy. If I am alone, I will have nothing to worry about even if I die.
"Brother Tang is mighty!" Qiu Qianbian suddenly shouted.
Tie Tu rolled his eyes at him and shouted loudly.
"It finally came out, little bastard, but it scared me." Chu Wenxuan's face was full of bitterness. If he hadn't been favored by the Lord of the Castle, would he need to be so worried? He has been trained by him every year
There are hundreds of Wulongbao disciples in his life, but he has never been as worried about anyone as he is today.
"Deacon Dai..." Chu Wenxuan turned his head and was about to say a word to Deacon Dai, but he swallowed the words again because he found that Deacon Dai's face was twitching, his eyes were filled with brilliance, and his face was even filled with tears.
With a hint of fanaticism, he looked straight at the little pervert who worried him, without even blinking his eyelids, as if he was seeing a rare treasure.
What happened? It was just a Xuan-level disciple who came out safely. Why did Deacon Dai seem to be more excited than himself? He didn't even hear him calling him. Chu Wenxuan was puzzled.
When Qiu Qianbian and Tie Tu were shouting, their voices suddenly stopped, as if someone had strangled their necks, and then a series of swallowing sounds came over them.
Almost everyone's eyes were staring directly behind Tang Feng, with dull expressions on their faces.
Tang Feng smiled helplessly, walked out of the house, and came to stand in front of the house. Behind him, the lion-like spirit beast with a single horn on its forehead also walked out and slowly walked to Tang Feng.
Next to Feng, he sat down on the ground, hanging out his long tongue and gasping for air. His tongue was still flowing turbulently, dripping onto the ground and turning into a puddle of water.
This spiritual beast that looked extremely ferocious looked like a loyal dog domesticated by Tang Feng.
Everyone was dumbfounded! Even Chu Wenxuan, who turned to look here again.
There has never been such a bizarre thing in Wulong Bao. There should have been a fight between humans and spiritual beasts, but only one could survive. But at this moment, Tang Feng came out intact, and that beast
The spirit beast... actually followed him so obediently. Not only was there no hostility at all, it even seemed a bit like trying to please him.
This... is simply too shocking.
The spirit beast seemed to be unaccustomed to being stared at by so many eyes. It slowly stood up, an aura comparable to that of a middle-grade earth-level man spread from its body, and it bared its teeth and roared at the crowd.
"Don't scream!" Tang Feng reached out and patted its head. It whimpered aggrievedly and then climbed down.
Eyeballs everywhere are jumping!
How was it done? How was it done? How could it be possible? Everyone had an unreal feeling.
Although this unbelievable thing happened in front of everyone, no one dared to believe that it was true. Everyone had just experienced the ferocity and violence of these spirit beasts, but why did the spirit beast of the Tang Sect
Will he be so well-behaved?
Kong Yuhen couldn't help but smile bitterly! Are people really incomparable?
In just one hour, he was able to train a spirit beast that was comparable to the middle-level earth-level beast to be so obedient. This was much more difficult than killing it. Killing and training were completely different concepts. Killing, as long as you were strong,
It's enough to be stronger than the opponent, but if you want to train such a violent spiritual beast, it's impossible to do it unless your strength is much higher than the opponent's.
"So that's it." The corner of Chu Wenxuan's mouth was also twitching. No wonder there was no movement in the room. It turned out...it turned out that except for the very beginning, he had never fought with this spiritual beast at all. Naturally, he had not.
There was movement.
Tang Feng patted the spirit beast next to him again, then slowly walked towards Chu Wenxuan, walked up to him, cupped his fists and said, "Senior Chu, I wonder if I have completed the trial like this?"
Chu Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a confused look on his face: "Even so, I haven't broken the rules, but..."
This was a bit different from what he and Wulong Bao had imagined. After all, he didn't expect any Xuan-level disciple to be able to achieve this level.
"Then thank you, senior." Tang Feng quickly took over the conversation, lest he find another excuse to kill the spiritual beast.
Chu Wenxuan gave a bitter smile, and then shouted to the men in black who were still in a daze: "What are you still doing? Take that beast down, what will you do if you hurt someone?"
Only then did a group of men in black wake up from a dream, and hurriedly rushed towards the spiritual beast. Several people used their strength to capture it directly, and then it was carried away and disappeared.
Looking at the place where the spirit beast disappeared, its angry roars and howls could be heard in his ears. Tang Feng also felt a sense of sadness. It was destined to die. If he didn't kill it, it wouldn't live for long.
"How did you do that?" Chu Wenxuan asked, looking Tang Feng up and down.
"Luckily, it doesn't seem to be hostile to me." Tang Feng replied.
"Just go ahead." Chu Wenxuan snorted coldly, then turned around and shouted to a group of people: "Stop watching the show. I'll give you two days to rest and heal, and we will immediately enter the second stage of training."
The group of people nodded submissively and then slowly dispersed.
Tang Feng looked at Deacon Dai, who had been watching him, and asked doubtfully: "Do you have any advice, Deacon?"
Ever since he came out of the house, Deacon Dai had been staring at him so feverishly that it made Tang Feng very uncomfortable.
"Wait here for a moment, I have something to ask you!" Deacon Dai's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the trembling in his voice showed his inner excitement.
After hearing this, Tie Tu and others who were waiting for Tang Feng quickly said hello to Tang Feng and dispersed.
After a while, only Chu Wenxuan, Deacon Dai and Tang Feng were left in the entire venue.
"Deacon." Tang Feng felt a little uneasy, wondering if he had gone too far today and let this person see something? That's not right. In that basically sealed room, he would not be exposed to the phantom at all.
The secret of space.
"Come here." Deacon Dai waved to Tang Feng.
Tang Feng frowned. Although he was a little reluctant, he slowly walked to Deacon Dai. The next moment, Deacon Dai suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed Tang Feng's wrist.
A bone-chilling cold feeling like an ice cube came from Deacon Dai's hand. Tang Feng wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't mobilize his Gang Qi. In front of him, he was like a chicken under the talons of an eagle.
, without any resistance.
"What do you mean by this, deacon?" Tang Feng forced himself to calm down and asked calmly.
"Deacon." Chu Wenxuan also became nervous at the side, fearing what this weird person would do to Tang Feng.
Deacon Dai smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm just checking."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Feng felt the bone-chilling coldness spreading down his wrist and into his body, making him shiver from the cold.
He had never thought that Deacon Dai's body could be so cold, and his Qi was also extremely cold, giving people the feeling of jumping into the water naked for three to nine days.
The cold Gang Qi circulated in his meridians and then transferred to his body. Deacon Dai's eyes burst into frightening light, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly.
After a long while, Deacon Dai slowly let go of Tang Feng's hand, and his whole body staggered back a few steps. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, saying: "My life has been in vain! Hahaha, I have lived in vain for so many years."
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The expression on his face was clearly as if he had been struck.
Tang Feng and Chu Wenxuan looked at each other, and there was a not so wonderful feeling in their hearts. This weird Deacon Dai was in a very crazy state at the moment, like a madman.
Chu Wenxuan swallowed his saliva and asked, "Deacon, what's wrong with you?"
Deacon Dai restrained his laughter, with a hint of bitterness on his face, and slowly said: "If I told you that the strength and toughness of Tang Clan's meridians are stronger than mine, what would you think?"
Chu Wenxuan's face condensed: "Is this true?"
"If you weren't a confidant of Lord Fortress, how could I tell you this?" Deacon Dai had a wry smile on his face.
"That...is really a waste of life." Chu Wenxuan also felt very bitter.
He and Deacon Dai are both several dozen years old. After so many years of tempering, their meridians are not even comparable to those of a teenage Xuan-level boy. Isn’t life in vain?
"It's just..." Deacon Dai glanced at Tang Feng in confusion, "Tangmen, the strength of your physical body is completely different from the strength of your meridians. Although your physical body is also powerful, it can't be compared with the meridians. Can you tell me how your meridians are tempered?
