Chapter 12 Let Xiaofeng go!
“Okay, okay.”
Bibi Dong was almost laughed at by Lin Fengqi. As the Pope, he actually dared to sit down and speak so calmly, and it was something she didn't like to hear.
"It's so presumptuous. Is this your attitude when talking to the Pope?!"
Once your defense is broken, you start using your identity to suppress others, right? Lin Feng sighed.
He stood up and saluted: "It was Lin Feng who was rude. Please forgive me, the Pope."
But I still want to say that Yu Xiaogang's reputation is not worthy of his name, but only in vain. "
"you!"
Bibi Dong suppressed the anger in her heart and stared at Lin Feng.
"Then tell me, what's wrong with his theory?"
"First of all, the innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul.
If this is true, then shouldn’t all disciples of sects like Haotian Sect with top-notch martial souls have innate soul power?
The second article is the martial soul mimicry theory. Plant-type martial spirits can absorb animal-type soul rings, and vice versa. Soul masters have been born for tens of millions of years. Could it be that the early soul masters never absorbed soul rings of a type that did not correspond to themselves?
Do all weapon souls have corresponding weapon soul beasts? Can hammers and sticks become spirits?
This is simply common sense in the soul master world. It's just that absorbing soul rings of similar soul beasts can promote the evolution of one's own martial soul and bring about adaptive soul skills. Therefore, by default, priority should be given to absorbing soul rings of similar types.
This article is just like insisting that soul masters can farm. Yes, but it is not necessary.
Let’s talk about the third item, soul.
”
"enough!!!"
Bibi Dong roared like crazy, her beautiful face already looking a little distorted.
"boom!"
His body trembled, and Lin Feng was already holding Lin Feng in his hand. His pupils were blood-red and he was breathing heavily.
"Do you really think I won't kill you?"
“Ahem, you won’t, and you can’t do it.
I have a backhand left by the great worshiper, and with your current Contra strength, it is still far from being able to break it. "
Lin Feng was lifted up in the air by Bibi Dong and looked at Bibi Dong calmly. To Bibi Dong, his cold talk seemed like he was mocking her.
"Ah."
Bibi Dong frowned. If it was true as Lin Feng said, then she really couldn't bring Lin Feng's life in danger. The power of Peerless Douluo was a completely different concept.
Seeing Bibi Dong's uncertain expression, Lin Feng sent him out of the steps in time.
"His Majesty the Pope, Wuhun Palace needs my theories. As the Pope, you need my research results even more."
Bibi Dong took a deep look at Lin Feng, then put it down and took a deep breath.
"cough."
After rubbing his slightly sore neck, Lin Feng let out a long sigh of relief.
It seemed that the erosion of Bibi Dong's Rakshasa spiritual thoughts was far from being too serious.
If after more than ten years of erosion, when Yu Xiaogang became an obsession in her heart, I'm afraid it would be a different result now.
It is ridiculous to say that as a twin martial soul holder with innate soul power, Bibi Dong's transformation into a god actually depends on the activation of negative emotions.
At least that's what Qian Xunji thought. He entered the game with his own body and became the two gods of Wuhun Temple. They fought against the biggest mastermind behind the scenes, the crazy and wise Qian Xunji.
I really don’t know what the original description of Qian Xunji’s smile was like when he was killed by Bibi Dong. I’m speechless just thinking about it.
"You seem very proud?"
Bibi Dong's tone was cold, no longer as gentle as when they first met.
Lin Feng secretly sighed in his heart, the illusion he had promised has been lifted, and he has actually become three times stronger in blackness, and his level of love brain has also been strengthened three times.
"A little bit."
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes.
"I am only nine years old and I can achieve such results. Can't I be proud of myself for a while?"
Bibi Dong remained silent. She always felt powerless in front of this annoying brat. You can't do anything to him, the key thing is that what he said is the truth.
After rubbing his swollen forehead, he remembered the purpose of coming here.
He sat back at the desk and motioned for Lin Feng to take his seat again.
"You are very smart. I came to you to ask for something from you. In your theoretical research, add a project to solve the problem of martial soul mutation failure and inability to break through."
Lin Feng stared at Bibi Dong for a while and said calmly: "The person who is most familiar with his martial spirit is definitely himself.
You ask me to help study a problem that the master himself cannot solve. First, there is no theoretical basis, second, there is no research object, and third, it is of no benefit to me.
There is no reason for me to do something thankless. "
Bibi Dong felt a sigh of relief in her heart and said angrily:
"Then it's my commission for you, you can give me a price!"
"Impossible, I have more important things to do. If you really want to, just wait.
Waiting for my research to take shape. "
Bibi Dong snorted coldly: "Who knows how long it will take you to complete the theory? Even Yu Xiaogang spent more than ten years to figure out the top ten competitive forces of Wuhun!"
Lin Feng chuckled: "His Majesty the Pope, please don't mention the name of trash in front of me again. It took you more than ten years to summarize and convey the wisdom of the predecessors?
Ridiculous!
Don't compare me with him, I will think you are insulting me. "
"presumptuous!"
Bibi Dong's soul power surged, and the desk and Lin Feng were thrown away.
Lin Feng stabilized his figure:
"If you don't believe it, I can write down the source of his theory, and you can go to the Sutra Pavilion to verify it yourself!"
"Shut up!"
Bibi Dong's amethyst-like eyes were already colored with blood, and her body began to show murderous intent.
A cold, evil aura filled the air instantly.
Lin Feng gritted his teeth and stared at Bibi Dong proudly, even though his legs were shaking uncontrollably.
Bibi Dong was startled, even if it was just a wisp of the breath of the God of Killing Realm, it shouldn't be something that a ten-level soul master could resist.
Bibi Dong slowly suppressed the anger in her heart and was about to speak.
The door to the room has been opened with a bang.
A golden figure quickly rushed towards Lin Feng's position.
Before anyone arrived, the sound had already come.
"Quickly release Xiaofeng!"
Feeling the rich divine soul power in front of her, Bibi Dong sneered: "You value him so much? Then let's go together! Let's see how long you can last here!"
After she finished speaking, Bibi Dong imprisoned Qian Renxue who had just rushed to Lin Feng's side.
The realm of the God of Killing that had begun to subside reappeared again. Suppressed by the murderous intent and soul power, Lin Feng and the two fell to their knees under the pressure almost instantly.
Qian Renxue's face was pale, and her beautiful eyes were shining with an unusual light.
Said word by word:
"If you dare to touch him, I will ask grandpa to remove you from your position as pope!"
"Hehehe."
Bibi Dong sneered: "Do you think he will agree to you? You Qianjia owe me this!"
Qian Renxue was stunned. What did she mean? Has Qianjia ever done anything to feel sorry for her?
Bibi Dong looked at the two people in front of her, and a bad taste suddenly arose in her heart.
Aren't you deeply in love? Then I will put some distance between you!
(End of chapter)