After seeing that there was no problem with the two of them, Bibi Dong walked straight out of the study and went to the Pope's palace to deal with government affairs.

After Bibi Dong left, Jun Xuehan left after him, preparing to go to the Library Pavilion to consult the classics about self-created soul techniques to see if there was anything helpful to him.

Hu Liena looked at Jun Xuehan who left, and the anger that rose early had long since disappeared, after all, Jun Xuehan had always looked cold, and it was understandable that he spoke straightforwardly.

In the library pavilion, Jun Xuehan was holding a classic book, constantly looking at it, sometimes contemplation in his eyes, sometimes enlightenment.

After half a ring, Jun Xuehan closed the book in his hand, a faint contemplation appeared in his eyes, and according to the experience of his self-created soul technique, and his own use of the silver dragon spear, Jun Xuehan came to a conclusion.

Whether the elements are used alone or combined, they can be used in battle, but due to the defects of Jun Xuehan's martial soul itself, the current attack power of the elements is not as strong as the melee attack ability.

But the advantage is that it is possible to carry out long-range attacks, single attacks and large-area coverage strikes. For example: Make a big fireball and a large rain of fire smashes over, Jun Xuehan can still do it.

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Jun Xuehan: A new class, Battle Mage, was born.

Ahem, something strange seems to have gotten in.

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Jun Xuehan put the books back in place, and walked straight out of the library pavilion, preparing to find a place to integrate elemental attacks into his moves, so that elemental attacks could seamlessly connect with melee attacks.

Finding a place in the apse where no one was, Jun Xuehan released his martial soul: a silver dragon spear, one yellow and one purple under his feet, and the two soul rings were constantly flickering.

Calm and calm, the heart moved at will, the silver dragon spear waved in mid-air, the light of the elements converged in the silver dragon lance, the soul power was injected into the silver dragon lance, the silver dragon lance swept away, and the fire rain condensed by the fire element became a fan shape and flew forward.

The spear flowers bloomed in mid-air, and the fire element in the silver dragon lance was transformed into the wind element, and with the swing of the silver dragon lance, the wind blades condensed by the wind element continued to fly towards the surroundings.

Half an hour later, Jun Xuehan stopped waving the silver spear, found a random place, and pondered quietly.

"Sure enough, the elemental attack and the melee attack are not very smooth when they are connected, and there is no such feeling of flowing water." Jun Xuehan said softly, and withdrew the silver dragon spear in his hand.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue practicing, but because the soul power consumption is a bit too large, every time he attacks with the element, it consumes soul power, and if he continues to practice, his soul power will probably be consumed.

So he needs to rest for a while now, replenish his soul power, and continue to practice.

Jun Xuehan sat cross-legged and entered a state of meditation and cultivation.

……

I don't know how long it has been.

When Jun Xuehan opened his eyes, He Ran found that in front of him was actually sitting a middle-aged man in a plain gray robe, who looked only thirty or forty years old, and looked very handsome.

Before Jun Xuehan could ask a question, there was an incomparably huge pressure that appeared from the middle-aged man's body and pressed on Jun Xuehan's body.

Breath oppression is the breath oppression of a high-level soul master to a low-level soul master. When the gap in soul power between the two sides is too large, the high-level soul master can suppress the low-level soul master just by virtue of his momentum.

And the breath oppression Jun Xuehan is not unfelt, once when he was in the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, he felt it, belonging to Dugu Bo's breath oppression.

But Dugu Bo had already released the martial soul at that time, and the middle-aged man in front of him had not even released the martial soul, but the aura oppression generated was only stronger than Dugu Bo.

"Hey, that's interesting." The middle-aged man's gaze looked at Jun Xuehan in front of him, and a faint surprise appeared in his eyes.

Generally speaking, if a soul master can resist the oppression of two-thirds of his soul power, it is already considered good. And if you can withstand the oppression of your own soul power, or even the oppression that surpasses your own soul power, you are a genius.

And from the very beginning, he released the soul power oppression belonging to the twenty-second level Great Soul Master, but he didn't even force Jun Xuehan's martial soul out.

The soul power oppression gradually increased, and Jun Xuehan, whose face had not changed at all, couldn't help frowning slightly.

When the soul power oppression rose to the twenty-eighth level, Jun Xuehan felt the pervasive pressure, as if it was an invisible shackle, binding on his body.

And this kind of pressure also made Jun Xuehan feel very uncomfortable, but it was still within Jun Xuehan's tolerance.

When the soul power rose to the thirtieth level, the middle-aged man looked at Jun Xuehan, who still hadn't released the martial soul, nodded slightly, and said, "Very good, the future is promising." ”

That being said, the oppression released from the middle-aged man has no intention of taking it back, but is constantly improving.

When the soul power oppression was raised to the thirty-third level, Jun Xuehan felt a suffocating pressure like a mountain roaring tsunami, and the silver dragon spear appeared in his hand, and two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, flashed under his feet.

"It's such a powerful martial soul, and there is still a trace of divinity in the martial soul." Surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

When his soul power was raised to level thirty-eight, Jun Xuehan was supported by a silver dragon spear, barely on the ground, and a silver scale armor with a soul bone appeared on his body.

When his soul power was raised to the forty-second level, beads of sweat continued to flow down Jun Xuehan's head, dripping onto the ground, and his straight body was slightly bent.

When Jun Xuehan was about to reach the limit, the middle-aged man withdrew his breath oppression, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Very good, your future is promising." ”

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Jun Xuehan was just gasping for breath and did not reply immediately.

After half a ring, Jun Xuehan's breath calmed down, and he said slowly: "I've seen the Great Offering." ”

Jun Xuehan's voice was very calm, and his eyes were full of indifference.

The identity of the middle-aged man in front of him is not difficult to guess, this is the apse, and there are not many people who can enter the apse, and the one adjacent to the apse is the worship hall.

So this middle-aged man, with a high probability, is from the worship. And he, Jun Xuehan, had just come to the Pope's Palace, and it didn't take long for him to know that there were not many people who knew him.

As soon as the middle-aged man in front of him saw him, he released his breath of oppression to test himself, indicating that he knew what he knew.

There are only three that are more familiar with the worship hall, two are the elders in the worship hall, and the last one is Qianrenxue. And the only thing that can make Jun Xuehan enter the eyes of the worship is Qianrenxue.

The closest relationship between the worship hall and Qianrenxue is nothing more than the big offering: Qiandaoliu.