Now, Wu Feng is exhausted.

However, the wooden man was not tired, spared the earthen wall, and chased after him.

Although he has just broken through, his spiritual power has increased greatly compared to before, but after defeating a dozen or so, he is already powerless, and this wooden man doesn't know what it is made of, it is much harder than ordinary wood.

"Hurry up, you can't eat yet, if you want to defeat them, you have to not only use your hands, but also use your brains!" Caiyun said.

"Oh!"

Wu Feng took a few steps back, and began to "use his brain" while dodging.

The wooden man does not move very quickly, and is not conscious, let alone knows how to dodge......

Suddenly, he had an idea.

Since one wall isn't enough, why don't I come with a few more?

Thinking of this, Wu Feng began to guide the wooden people to move, and after sparing a circle, he finally gathered them in a pile.

This scene made Caiyun's eyelids jump.

Unexpectedly, this stupid boy has a very good brain......

"Earthen Wall!"

Wu Feng quickly formed three marks, and the three earthen walls suddenly merged with the previous one, forming a square cage!

At this moment, the wooden people were trapped inside, unable to move for the time being.

They fluttered unconsciously, the dust was all over the sky, and before long, many cracks were already appearing in the walls.

Although it is a defensive spiritual art, after all, the level is low, and it is already good to have such a defense.

But if Wu Feng can break through to the Spirit Warrior, then the hardness of the earth wall will also be greatly increased, almost comparable to that of rock.

And this involves the quality relationship of spiritual power.

Compared with the spirit and the spirit, not only the capacity is less, but the quality is even inferior, the same fire phoenix, the former can only blow up the big tree, but the latter can smash the boulder!

At this time, Wu Feng did not stop, and formed a complicated handprint.

This technique, the preparation time is very long, in the past battles, it is recognized as a chicken rib, almost no one learns, but the name is very loud: "Meteorite Sky Falls!"

With the activation of the spiritual magic, I saw that the surrounding soil, as if pulled by some kind of gravity, gradually floated into the air, and above the heads of the pile of wooden figures, it gathered into several stone balls the size of watermelons.

Wu Feng's face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans were rolling down, obviously on the verge of losing his strength.

Because, this technique is quite a loss of spiritual power, and now there is nothing left in the body, and it is all dependent on the mind to maintain it.

"Fall!"

After the stone balls were gathered, Wu Feng's handprint changed again, and dozens of stone balls suddenly fell, instantly smashing all the wooden figures in the dungeon, and there was not a single body left.

The dust was flying, and the earthen wall eventually collapsed, burying all the wooden people inside.

"Whew, it's finally over......"

Wu Feng closed his eyes and lay back directly, panting and unable to get up anymore.

Spiritual power is exhausted, hands and feet are weak, and it is a luxury to move, but Wu Feng likes this feeling very much in his heart.

He could sense that he seemed to be slowly getting stronger......

"Yes, very good, you have impressed me again, I didn't expect that I could use it so proficiently just after mastering the spiritual arts, and my sense of battle is very good!"

Ordinary people, to be able to learn spiritual arts, it is already quite a lot of effort.

But Wu Feng not only mastered more than a dozen methods in the shortest possible time, but also used them without any sense of jerkiness, this kind of learning speed is unimaginable.

Sure enough, when dealing with demons, you can't treat them with common sense......

After a long time, feeling that he had regained some strength, Wu Feng raised his head and said eagerly: "Mentor, can you teach me the wooden man just now?"

Hearing this, Caiyun snorted and laughed: "Don't be self-conscious, you can learn a little mortal-level spiritual art is already the limit, this human-level high-grade, too difficult, if you want to master it, it will be impossible for a while, my hundred flowers are falling, although it is also human-level, but it is just a lower grade, you can learn it in an instant, this is true, but it may not be able to master the wooden human descent within a month, because the meridians involved are very complicated, and a wrong step will not succeed, and it may also hurt yourself, human-level spiritual art, not without a price!"

After listening, Wu Feng did not give up: "Mentor, I want to try...."

"Hehe, it seems that your cultivation path is too smooth, so you have developed some blind and arrogant thoughts, okay, I'll let you know today. Caiyun sneered.

This is a human-level high-grade spiritual art, infinitely close to the ground level, if you learn it again, I will go directly to buy a piece of tofu and kill myself!

"Thank you, mentor!"

Wu Feng rubbed his palms with a look of anticipation.

Although Caiyun wanted to give him a hard time, he taught him very seriously, repeatedly reminded him of the key points, and took a branch to write and draw on the ground.

And Wu Feng listened even more seriously.

Since his spiritual power was channeled out, his memory has also improved a lot, and some words have been memorized almost once he reads them.

"Well, okay, I've said everything I should say, and I've repeated everything I should have repeated, this is also you, if it's an ordinary student, you are not qualified to let me teach like this, now, you can show it to me, I want to see how wonderful your expression will be when you hit the nail....."

Cai Yun smiled lightly, sat on the stone chair next to him, took out a pot of tea from the space ring, and prepared to watch him make a fool of himself while drinking.

Wu Feng scratched his head and stood in place stunned.

It's so powerful, it deserves to be a human-level high-grade, and the complexity of spiritual art is at least ten times more than that of the mortal level!

Closing his eyes, Wu Feng began to simulate in his mind, the meridians in various parts of his body were clearly reflected, and the spiritual power also slowly flowed obediently.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his hands crackled together, rapidly forming seals.

"Drink, wooden man!"

After the seal was finished, Wu Feng suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body was once again drained.

And at this moment, the ground in front of him cracked, and a wooden figure who was only as tall as a teenager actually came out, and it stood stupidly in place like Wu Feng, not knowing what to do.

Due to the lack of spiritual power, it is only about 1.5 meters, with short arms and legs, and the overall is quite ..... Stupid!

"Poof.....

Seeing this scene, Caiyun spit out all the precious tea leaves he had just drunk in his mouth.

Oh my God, that's okay too?

He's learned!

This is a human-level high-grade, complicated, even if it is the top genius in the mainland, he doesn't have a month to think about it!

Can anyone tell me what kind of monster I've encountered?

Could it be that this is the heir of the gods on earth?

It seems that this is the only way to explain.

Even if it was the Spirit Emperor back then, I'm afraid it was just that, right?

Caiyun smiled bitterly, teaching geniuses, of course, there is a sense of accomplishment, but the frustration is so deep.

Alas, this kid has almost made me doubt the direction of my life....