Three days later.

When Chen Feng came to Tang San's house again, he didn't see Tang Hao.

"This is the weapon my dad built for you, he's sleeping, you keep quiet." Tang San took out the iron rod that Tang Hao had created for Chen Feng.

The iron rod is pitch black all over, not very glamorous, giving people a feeling of heaviness, Chen Feng likes it very much, and plays with it in his hand, with the sound of whirring wind.

"Thank you Uncle Hao for me, I have written down this kindness, and I will definitely pay it back in the future." Chen Feng said.

"I'll pass it on." Tang San said.

Chen Feng got the iron rod and left, Tang Hao in the inner room opened his eyes when Chen Feng left, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then continued to sleep.

Chen Feng did not go home, but came to the mountains and forests outside the village, ready to start his training.

His training method is very simple, which is to hit the trunk with a black iron rod, one is to better control his strength, and the other is to increase the familiarity with the black iron rod.

Bang bang bang –

A stick struck the trunk of the tree, and the force of the rebound shook his arm numb, and he persevered, training every time until he couldn't even hold the iron rod steadily, he stopped to recover.

The days passed.

Chen Feng went to challenge Tang San every morning, and then he was training on his own.

From the beginning of swinging a dozen sticks to stop and rest, until swinging more than a hundred sticks, there is still no feeling of soreness in both arms.

In the process of training, he is also slowly exploring how to swing the stick to exert the maximum strength, and how to reduce the force of the shock he bears.

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed, and Notting College is about to start.

It is worth mentioning that in these three months, Chen Feng's character broke out again, and a golden ball of light burst out from Tang San's body again.

It's not the Tang Sect that is unique, but the chaotic cloak hammer method that Tang Hao taught him.

The chaotic cloak hammer method is the mastery of Haotian Sect, and it is a self-created soul technique that can superimpose power.

However, it was a pity that Tang San had not been cultivating the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method for a short time, and he had very little experience, and if Chen Feng wanted to learn it, it would be much more difficult than Ghost Shadow.

Village Chief Jack came early in the morning to call Chen Feng and Tang San, ready to send the two of them to Notting Academy.

When Tang San left, Tang Hao was still sleeping, and he couldn't send him, which made him a little sad.

"Little three, the young eagle must always learn to spread its wings and fly high, during this time, Uncle Hao has not slept lazily every day, but he has not gotten up on such an important day today, do you know why?" Chen Feng said.

After all, Tang San had the soul of an adult, and as soon as Chen Feng said this, he immediately understood, and said, "Brother Feng, do you mean that Dad did it on purpose?" ”

"He wants you to be more independent and grow up as soon as possible." Chen Feng patted Tang San on the shoulder.

Tang Hao's method of education is to breed and protect silently in secret.

After Chen Feng's persuasion, Tang San's mood was much better, and he said with a firm gaze: "I will not live up to my father's expectations." ”

The distance between the Holy Soul Village and Notting City was not too far, and the three of them arrived after a half-day journey, but Chen Feng was holding a black iron rod, and he was tired enough to choke after half a day's journey.

Notting City is only a small city in the Heaven Dou Empire, but because it is close to the border, the city walls are still relatively tall.

After entering the city, Village Chief Jack inquired about it and knew that Notting Academy was located in the west of Notting City, so he brought Chen Feng and Tang San here.

"Xiao Feng, Xiao San, wait for you to be sent to the academy, grandpa will go back, you must be obedient in the academy, don't leave the academy without permission, and when the holidays come, grandpa will come to pick you up." Jack Road.

"Grandpa Jack, are you going back so soon, don't you take a break?" Chen Feng said that Village Chief Jack was already old, and he was already very tired after a long day's journey.

Village Chief Jack smiled bitterly: "The hotel is not something that poor people like us can live in, you have to fight, and the next time I see you, I hope you have become a soul master." ”

"I'll try." Tang San said.

Notting Academy, as the only soul master academy in Notting City, is still quite magnificent.

The gate of the academy is more than 20 meters wide and more than 10 meters high, arched, made of solid rock, and the two doors are made of fine iron.

When Chen Feng and the three of them came to the gate, they were stopped by the young man guarding the door, and said in an arrogant tone: "What are you doing?" Is this a country like you guys going to come? ”

Old Jack hurriedly took out the certificate issued to them by the Martial Spirit Hall and said, "This little brother, we are from the Holy Soul Village, and these two children are the work-study students we sent this year. ”

The young man glanced at the proof and knew that it was true, but the people who came to see off the new students were a little more interesting, and the village chief Jack did not know the doorway, which made him very unhappy.

"A golden phoenix also flew out of the grass nest, and there will be people with soul power in a village like yours? Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass is also full of innate soul power, and it is a forgery at first glance. "Young people are deliberately making trouble.

"Holy Soul Village, I think it's a beggar's village."

"What did you say?" Village Chief Jack was angered by the young man's words, these three words of Holy Soul Village have always been the pride of Village Chief Jack's heart, and no one is allowed to blaspheme.

"What? I'm not convinced, you're dressed in tatters, I don't think you're even as good as a beggar, our Notting College is not a good hall, get out, get out. "Young people are humane.

"Apologize to Grandpa Jack, or don't blame me for being unkind." Chen Feng stepped forward, and the black iron rod in his hand smashed on the ground, and the bluestone bricks on the ground were smashed and cracked.

The young man's scalp was numb at the sight, how could a six-year-old child have so much strength, if this stick hit him, he would probably be beaten to death.

"I'm telling you, don't mess around, this is Notting Academy, not a place for you to be presumptuous." The young man said, but his tone was noticeably not as tough as before.

"Apologize." Chen Feng glared coldly, making the young man tremble.

"Xiao Feng, I'll forget it." Jack Kra gave Chen Feng a look, he didn't want to make trouble, and with the attitude of calming things down, if he could, he wouldn't make trouble.

"What happened?" At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his fifties, of medium height, with short black hair and hands behind his back, giving him an ascetic feel.

"Master, you're here." When the young man saw the comer, he immediately looked flattering.

The master barely looked at the young man, and walked directly to the side of the village chief Jack, and said, "Old man, can you show me the proof of the Martial Spirit Palace?" ”

It can be seen from the attitude of the young people that the master's status in the academy is not low, and the village chief Jack immediately handed over the certificate of the opening of the Martial Spirit Palace.

The master looked at the proof of the Martial Spirit Palace, his gaze shifted to Tang San again, as if he had seen Tang San through, and said, "The proof is right, I apologize to you for what happened just now, and these two children will be handed over to me." ”

"Good, good!" Village Chief Jack hurriedly agreed.