Chapter 155: Shameless Than Me? [4200 words]
Night, in the house.
Feng Ce urged the space martial spirit, and the three colorless crystals glowed with a faint and faint light, rotating irregularly on the right hand.
In the last battle, he clearly knew that although the power of this space martial soul was strong, the soul power consumed was too great.
If one move can't defeat the enemy, then it will be you who will die.
"Demon, how can the soul skill of this space martial soul reduce the soul power consumption, our space martial soul is strong, but the blue consumption is too high." Feng Ce asked.
The sweet voice of the system demon sounded, and it was really a variety of voice actors:
"Lord Host, didn't you comprehend the environmental control of the Wind Martial Spirit?"
"The same is true for the space martial spirit, as long as you reach a degree of compatibility with the surrounding space and comprehend the space control, these problems will be solved."
The demon is a very professional noun, which makes Feng Ce still a little confused.
"Then how should this spatial control be comprehended? Aren't there tutorials or anything like that? β
Feng Ce asked curiously, his cultivation of the Space Martial Soul was indeed much less than that of the Extreme Wind Martial Soul.
Now that he has reached this stage, he should also start cultivating the space martial soul.
The demon said: "There is a space martial soul user manual, do you want it, Lord Host." β
"Okay, that's what I want." The wind is happy.
Demon Demon: "You need a hundred Douluo Soul Crystals to buy!" β
Feng Ce didn't hesitate and directly spent a hundred Douluo soul crystals.
γPurchase successful!γ γ
There is an additional user manual in the inventory of the screen in front of you.
The wind is on.
A line of words lit up.
[Only the nothingness that is close to death can comprehend the true meaning of space]
"Gone?" The wind is at a loss.
Demon: "No, you need a fine taste." β
"Nothingness close to death? How can the nothingness of death be approached? β
Feng Ce pondered this instruction manual for a long time, stunned.
"The environment, the void, and the extreme wind are also similar to nothingness, and the extreme wind resonates with the surrounding air, so how should the space martial soul comprehend?"
Feng Ce closed his eyes and fell into meditation.
Penance for a night.
I found a hundred Douluo soul crystals in vain!
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The next day.
In the afternoon, the summer sun is scorching and the sun is a little harsh.
The training program has also begun.
In the back mountain of the Holy Spirit Sect, there is a canyon, and there are also some low-level soul beasts in it, but it is not worth mentioning at all.
In the center of the canyon, there is a waterfall two hundred meters high.
Feng Ce also discovered this waterfall by chance.
Get ready to train under the waterfall today.
"This waterfall is at least more than two hundred meters high, and cultivating soul power under this kind of impact can achieve unexpected cultivation effects." Feng Ce explained.
"Wow β that's great! The sun is so hot today, I should take a shower. Ning Rongrong clasped his hands together and was very excited.
"Rongrong, we have to cultivate seriously, and we can't hold back Feng Ce." Zhu Zhuqing said a little seriously.
Now that she has left the family, the Holy Spirit Sect is her home, and she naturally doesn't want to be a burden to Feng Ce.
So she will strive to be the irreplaceable woman by Feng Ce's side.
Feng Ce said seriously: "Remember, you can't use your soul power to defend, you have to use your body to resist the impact in order to exercise your martial soul soul power, you know?" β
The two women nodded frequently.
Then the three of them stepped into the waterfall, and there were several large rocks under the waterfall, which were so sleek, that they had to sit on them, and bear the great impact of the waterfall.
It's a great test.
"Whoa!!"
A great sound of water rushed down from the top of Feng Ce's head.
Within a few minutes, Wind Ce felt like he was about to fall off the rocks.
Feng Ce is as calm as water, and has been urging the space martial soul to comprehend the relationship between the surrounding space and the space martial soul.
Half an hour later, Ning Rongrong couldn't hold on, fell into the water with a pop, and returned to the shore.
Fifteen minutes later, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't hold on anymore and jumped into the waterfall below and returned to the shore.
After another twenty minutes, Feng Ce finally opened his eyes and stood out of the waterfall.
Seeing the two women soaking wet, he couldn't help but feel a little dry in his throat.
They have a hazy beauty, but a little embarrassed, which makes Feng Ce, who didn't anticipate it in advance, a little uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through."
"Feng Ce, you can use the wind to dry us."
Ning Rongrong is also very refreshing, and now he is also quite large-scale on his chest.
"Okay."
Feng Ce nodded, and immediately urged the Extreme Wind Martial Spirit, and the soft warm wind swirled around them.
It was like a gentle palm caressing them, and Ning Rongrong was quite intoxicated.
This comfortable wind is indeed very soft, Zhu Zhuqing's face is crimson, enjoying the warmth brought by the warm breeze penetrating into his clothes.
"Can you still stand it, today's training, if it doesn't work, I will arrange other training for you." Feng Ce said.
"No problem, we're the Soul Sect, what is this bit of water, and we won't catch a cold, ah!"
Ning Rongrong smiled and rubbed his nose, "At most, it's a little cold." β
Feng Ce grabbed the arms of the two women, and activated the Infinite Divine Technique, and a warm air passed through.
Ning Rongrong blinked his eyes, like a curious baby, and exclaimed: "Feng Ce, this hot is so comfortable, and I want it!" β
Feng Ce and Zhu Zhuqing suddenly fell to the spot.
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Holy Spirit Sect.
Qianrenxue couldn't sleep all night because of yesterday's incident, and now she still has panda eyes.
She sat in the tea pavilion in the courtyard, holding a teacup with a thoughtful face, and pondered back and forth in her heart.
"To kill or not to kill? It seems that it is not good for such a dangerous person to stay around. β
"But if he knows my true identity and refuses to tell me, it means that he is on our side, as if there is no need to kill."
"Could it be a coincidence? Actually, he didn't know anything at all? β
β......β
Just as she was thinking, Feng Ce sat down next to her, and he was alone.
"Didn't sleep well? Your dark circles are obvious. Feng Ce laughed.
"No, you're wrong!" Qianyue said arrogantly.
"Just apply a compress with cucumber slices." Feng Ce smiled faintly.
"You know that?"
"I know a little bit about it, but what I'm best at is fortune telling."
"Fortune telling? Didn't you look at your face last time? Qianyue looked stunned.
Feng Ce wrote lightly: "Looking at the face is also a kind of fortune telling, I see that your Yintang is black today, which is purely the appearance of a great murderer." β
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Qian Lingxue was stunned, looked down, looked up and said, "Are you looking for death?" β
"I mean you're about to have something bad happening, what are you doing with your boobs?"
Feng Ce pretended to be at a loss.
Suddenly, Qianrenxue's face turned red.
That's right, the other party doesn't know that she's a girl, how can she say which?
It seems that he misunderstood, but fortunately it was not exposed.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Qianyue was a little angry, she would always lose her cool in front of this wind strategy.
Angry!
She adjusted her breathing and asked, "What did you mean by angels yesterday?" β
"If you beat me, I'll tell you." Feng Cedao.
"Feng Ce, my patience is limited, you are provoking me in Chiguoguo!" Qian Lingxue's expression was a little fierce.
But who wants Feng Ce to be completely angry or not, but said leisurely: "If you let me say it, I will say, how faceless I am, don't worry I'll let you." β
"You! Do you really think I'm scared of you? β
Qian Lingxue snorted coldly, her current strength is the Six-Ring Soul Emperor!
Is she afraid of a soul sect?
It's just that her current identity is Xue Qinghe, and she can only hide a certain amount of strength.
Qianrenxue turned her martial spirit, and a golden light flashed out, noble and gorgeous.
White feathers fluttered around her in an instant, and two rows of white feathers grew out of Qianyue's arms.
This is the swan martial soul of the Heaven Dou royal family in her disguise.
"Buzz!!"
Four soul rings came out of her feet, like the strength of a soul sect.
"Whoaβ"
The white feather instantly condensed into a ball, suddenly bloomed, and transformed into thousands of sharp white feathers stabbing towards the wind.
"Carving insect skills!"
Feng Ce smiled lightly, there were only two soul rings under his feet, and he directly swung the Phantom Mist Heavenly Spine Sword in his hand to slash Bai Yu into powder!
Qian Lingxue did not stop, but took the initiative to attack, and the golden light in her hand was already condensed with a sense of sacredness, and she blasted towards Feng Ce with a punch.
Feng Ce raised his sword to block it, making a "zheng" sound.
Qianrenxue pressed forward step by step, like a bamboo, and quickly attacked with a few punches.
Feng Ce was calm, and the sword in his hand swung lightly, perfectly blocking her every attack.
Qian Lingxue was slightly shocked, her angel assault could melt the opponent's soul power, but the opponent's soul bones were hit by so many punches, why didn't she react at all.
"Damn!"
As soon as she was angry, the fourth soul ring on her body flashed, and the white feathers around her fluttered!
"Holy Combo!"
"Knock knock!"
Every time Qianrenxue drops a heavy punch, Bai Yu will send a tickling attack to Feng Ce along with her attack!
"Can't you take the sword off, let's have a fair fight?"
Qian Lingxue looked at Feng Ce, and her pretty face was a little angry.
She was really depressed, every time her attack was about to hit, it landed on that sword, and she couldn't exert all her strength now.
She could only suppress her strength in the Soul Sect in her forties, but she found that she couldn't beat the other party at all.
"Okay, then I don't need a sword." Feng Cedao.
Qian Renxue finally smiled, she swore to kill this scoundrel!
"Look at the move!"
"Whoosh!"
Wind Ce moves under his feet and jumps away easily!
After trying a few attacks, Qianyue became even more depressed.
Not to mention attacking the soul bone this time, it was a little difficult to even touch him.
And only in this small yard.
Qian Lingxue gasped, her chest rose and fell slightly, "Can you, don't hide all the time!" β
"Isn't it right to stand and call you?"
Qianrenxue blushed, "That's the best, then you come over to me, and I have to count me as winning if I hit you." β
"Okay."
Feng Ce walked over slowly.
Qian Lingxue showed a rare smile, it seems that he is not bad.
Just as she raised her hand and punched down, Feng Ce's figure disappeared in an instant!
"You! You! You! β
Just when she was angry, she suddenly felt the laughing hole on her waist being scratched, and involuntarily called out that the girl should scream.
"Yikes!! You bastard! Rogue! Shameless! β
At one point, she wanted to be angry and urge the six soul rings to teach Feng Ce a good lesson, but she held back.
She can't reveal her true identity.
Although she was angry!
"Angry?"
The wind was in front of her.
"Is Prince Ben such a person who gets angry so easily?"
Qianrenxue hugged her chest with her hands, looking arrogant.
"Okay, okay, you're not." Feng Cedao.
Suddenlyβ
Qian Lingxue's powder fist moved instantly, and a soft punch hit Feng Ce's body.
"Haha, I won!"
Qian Lingxue smiled, a little innocent.
She usually has people messing with her, and if anyone sees her now, they will definitely think she is very naΓ―ve.
But at the same time it's lovely.
"I'm convinced!" Feng Ce raised his forehead, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!" β
"Hey, hey, say it, what do angels mean!" Qianyue asked with a smile.
"It's sacred." Feng Ce said vaguely.
"Holy?"
Qianyue was a little confused.
"Yes, don't angels represent the divine? It's a pity that you are a swan martial soul, not an angel martial soul, by the way, do we have an angel martial soul in the Douluo Continent? β
Feng Ce also changed the topic in time.
Qian Lingxue showed joy in her heart and breathed a sigh of relief.
Since the other party felt that she was a swan martial spirit, she was not entangled in the topic of angels, so she was ready to seriously talk to him about some knowledge about the seraphim martial spirit.
"I didn't expect that you also have knowledge that you don't know, so the prince will have a good science popularization with you.
We really have an angel martial soul in Douluo Continent, and the martial soul of the Thousand Clans is the Seraphim Martial Soul, which is the strongest martial soul in Douluo Continent, there is no one, innate level 20! And ......"
Speaking of Seraphim Martial Spirit, her face was extremely proud.
After listening to Qianrenxue's words, Feng Ce pretended to benefit a lot, and said, "I didn't expect the Seraphim Martial Spirit to be so powerful!" How strong is this innate level 20! β
Qian Lingxue smiled and said, "It's really strong, but don't be discouraged, your extreme wind martial soul is also very powerful, so far, you should be able to rank in the top five!" β
Feng Ce glanced at her, and asked deliberately modestly, "Then can I be named Douluo in the future?" β
Qian Ling Xue thought about it carefully, according to Feng Ce's talent, it shouldn't be difficult to title Douluo.
But where would she say that?
"You, I'm afraid you can't." Qianrenxuekou is a bad heart.
Feng Ce asked curiously, "Why?" β
"Because of you, you are a, have a bad character, and are lustful!" Qian Lingxue said with a serious face.
"It's nonsense, you repeat it for me." Feng Ce's expression froze, and he stared at Qianyue.
Qian Lingxue looked at Feng Ce's deflated appearance, she felt funny, and quickly changed her words: "Okay, good, if you can maintain your current talent and concentrate on cultivation, there should be no problem with the title Douluo." β
On the other hand, if Feng Ce didn't have talent, how could the Martial Spirit Hall want to recruit him.
According to the current talent of Feng Ce, but there is no one in ten thousand, and the title Douluo should not be a problem.
At this time, the servant of the sect came over, "Young sect master, it's time for dinner, but Miss Zhuqing will cook it herself today." β
"When did she learn?"
"It shouldn't be unpleasant, because our chef taught her." The servant said honestly.
"Okay, I got it."
Feng Ce smiled.
Zhu Zhuqing's own cooking is still worth tasting.
"Snorr..."
There was a sound of hunger nearby.
Feng Ce looked sideways, and Qian Lingxue raised her head and coughed dryly.
"Prince Ben will leave you here for a meal, it's all your fault, you want to pull me to chat! Hum. β
"This sister, take me to the kitchen." Qianyue looked at the servant.
"Okay, Your Highness the Prince!"
The servant nodded, and honestly led Qianyue to the direction of the kitchen.
Feng Ce was stunned!
"This Qianrenxue is simply shameless, more shameless than me!"