Douluo's Strongest Son-in-Law

Qin Feng froze on the spot, and a data column appeared in front of his eyes.

Host; Qin Feng

Sex: Male

Age; 6 years old

Level; ninth level soul warrior

The first martial soul; Liangyi Tiangang Hammer

Second martial spirit; none

Soul power; 100/90000

"Child, what's wrong with you?!"

Old Jack saw Qin Feng, who was jumping up and down just now, suddenly stopped, and he was frightened for a moment.

This is the treasure of their Holy Soul Village, and there is no room for any problems.

After so many years, there has been no soul master who can practice for a long time, especially the younger generation like Xiaofeng who started as a second-level soul master and is an offensive hammer.

Old Jack came to Qin Feng, who was as still as a sculpture. Suddenly, a ray of light blinded Old Jack, and the powerful soul power in it almost knocked Old Jack over.

"Dark yellow light?! Ninth! Ninth level soul warrior!!!"

Old Jack's pupils were constricted, his breathing was rapid, and his hands were shaking constantly. He looked like he was having an epilepsy attack.

After awakening the martial soul, in the soul warrior stage, different lights will emerge when advancing. Dark yellow is the symbol of level nine!!

"Jie, Grandpa Jack, what's wrong with you?"

Tang San hurriedly went up to help him.

Old Jack, who was blushing and having a swollen neck, finally calmed down, but his hands were still clutching his chest tightly.

"What's wrong with Grandpa Jack?"

Qin Feng came to his senses, and the sudden upgrade just now inexplicably put him in a state of emptiness.

"My child, it's okay. Grandpa is so happy."

Old Jack held Qin Feng's hand tightly.

His sharp palms, as sharp as dead branches, pulled Qin Feng tightly, causing his bones to hurt.

"Child, have you become a ninth-level soul warrior?"

There was a gleam of brilliance in Old Jack's dim eyes.

"Uh-huh."

Qin Feng nodded.

hiss!

When Old Jack heard these words, he felt light-headed and his heart suddenly twitched!

Just yesterday, wasn't the opponent still a level 2 soul warrior? In just one night, the opponent was promoted to level 9 soul warrior?!

The legendary Soul Saint senior was not so exaggerated back then. What kind of freak did this sloppy blacksmith pick up?

Old Jack was almost stimulated to the point of having a heart attack and died on the spot smiling.

If Qin Feng hadn't really appeared in front of him, he would have thought he was dreaming!

"Xiao Feng, did you advance to the ninth level of Soul Warrior in one day?"

Old Jack asked again.

"Yes, Grandpa Jack."

Qin Feng nodded affirmatively, there was nothing to hide.

"Holy, a genius has come out of Holy Soul Village!"

Old Jack held his trembling hands tightly, and the wrinkles on his face were trembling. Although he was ready, he still couldn't restrain his excitement at this moment.

Old Jack has lived in the Holy Soul Village since he was a child. He has never seen anyone advance to the first level in such a short period of time, and the promotion from a two-level soul warrior to a ninth-level soul warrior is unprecedented!

Now with an innate soul power and an upgraded little monster, will the sleeping Holy Soul Village finally wake up?!

"Thank you, Lord Soul Saint. Thank you, Lord Soul Saint, for blessing our Holy Soul Village!"

Old Jack knelt down at the entrance of the village very excitedly and thanked him repeatedly for the plaque on the Holy Soul Village.

Tang San and Qin Feng's eyes were surprisingly consistent at this moment. They seemed to have nothing to do with the legendary Soul Saint, right?

However, the two of them did not show any strange behavior at this time, but stood very obediently next to Old Jack.

If it weren't for Old Jack, where would they be able to go to junior soul master school? The two of them still thanked Old Jack from the bottom of their hearts.

Soon, the three of them got on the carriage.

"Compared to my useless grandsons, you two are like nothing. I really don't know what blessings Tang Hao, an alcoholic, achieved in his previous life."

In the car, Old Jack looked at Qin Feng and Tang San. At this time, he wished so much that these two children were his grandsons.

"Why is the mistress so depressed? Is she missing your alcoholic father?"

The car drove for a while, and the fun and joy turned into silence.

"Well, a little bit."

Tang San nodded slightly and replied.

Although he is a time traveler, Tang Hao is his biological father. For so many years, father and son have depended on each other in the village. It would be a lie to say that they have no feelings.

"Don't think too much. You will make more friends and learn more knowledge in the academy. It will be much more fun than in the village."

Old Jack comforted Tang San.

Then Old Jack patiently introduced the outside world he knew to Tang San.

Qin Feng slowly lay down next to him, and then fell asleep completely with his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

If we really compare our familiarity with Douluo Continent, old Jack is a book and Qin Feng is a library.

After all, he was a Douluo fan back then.

"Arrived in Notting City."

Saint Soul Village is not too far from Notting City. If you walk, it will take about half a day. Taking a carriage is faster than walking, and you can get there in two or three hours.

Old Jack had something to do this morning and had no choice but to postpone it until noon. If they walked there, they might not be able to register in time for the Soul Master Academy, so Old Jack spent a lot of money to hire a carriage.

The three of them got out of the car. Notting City was not a big city, but it was heavily guarded because it was very close to the border of the Tiandou Empire. The three of them underwent some inspections before entering the city.

"Xiaosan, Xiaofeng, grandpa will go back after sending you to the college in a while. You must be obedient. Grandpa will take you back after this semester is over."

Old Jack said to Tang San and Qin Feng with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

"Is Grandpa Jack leaving in such a hurry? But the carriage has already left. How about staying in a hotel for a day or two before leaving?"

Qin Feng looked at Old Jack. The carriage Old Jack had already called away. If the other party sent them to the academy before leaving, they would probably have to go back to the village in the dark.

"Child, the hotels in this city are affordable for poor people like us. It doesn't matter if the carriage leaves. Grandpa can just walk back slowly. Remember, you must study hard in Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

When the time comes to become a soul master, the Holy Soul Village will be proud of you. Now, even if grandpa is tired and suffers a little bit, it will all be worth it."

Old Jack smiled bitterly and then touched Qin Feng's head. Old Jack was very pleased that Qin Feng was so sensible.

A group of three people were walking in the city. Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is in the west of Notting City.

The three of them found the specific address of the college after some setbacks.

From a distance, they saw a tall arch, which was made entirely of the finest hard granite. There were two black iron grilles under the door, which were also made of fine iron.

"Notting College."

In the middle of the top-quality granite arch, four large gilt characters look particularly eye-catching.

You must know that this is just a junior college, so luxurious and majestic, it also indirectly shows the importance of the profession of soul master in Douluo Continent.

"You few country bumpkins, don't get in the way here!"

The three of them were about to step forward to ask, when suddenly a young man guarding the door walked towards the three of them and shouted angrily at them.

[Ding, inspire mission]

In Qin Feng's mind, almost at the same time, a mechanical female voice sounded without warning.