Hongmeng Lingbao in Doupo

The days of meditation and cultivation are always so simple and unpretentious. Soon, a year has passed.

During this year, Xiao Yan gradually calmed down, and often came to Xiao Feng to read books, and often exercised with Xiao Feng to hone his fighting skills.

Fighting skills can be said to be an enhanced version of martial arts. The practice of low-level fighting skills can cultivate martial arts literacy.

Having good physical fitness and martial arts literacy will be of great help in mastering high-level fighting skills in the future!

Both of them have strong soul power and excellent soul perception. They can learn all kinds of knowledge with ease.

"If I had such a powerful soul in my previous life, I would have been admitted to the top-ranked institution of higher learning long ago, and my phone would not have been blown up while playing games on the street!"

Xiao Feng sighed softly and looked at the crowded small square.

"It's another fighting spirit test!" Xiao Yan beside him sighed softly, with a complicated expression on his face.

Xiao Feng turned to look at Xiao Yan and chuckled: "Why, I thought you gave up!"

"In this Dou Qi continent where strength is respected, what can you do without strength? Let it go? Easier said than done?" Xiao Yan laughed at himself.

"Brother Xiao Yan!" Xun'er, who was on the other side of Xiao Yan, looked slightly moved. He stopped talking and gently pulled down Xiao Yan's sleeve.

Xiao Yan turned to Xun'er and smiled, his expression returning to normal.

Xiao Feng glanced at Xun'er, who was standing next to Xiao Yan, and a flash of admiration flashed in his heart: "The Eighteenth Change of Women!"

"Xiao Li, one star fighter! Next, Xiao Ning."

Xiao Feng's heart moved slightly as he listened to the voice coming from his ears.

"After Xiao Li's coming-of-age ceremony, are you going to go out with your eldest brother to have some adventures?"

Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Li on the stage, his face flashed with deep warmth, and his voice trembled slightly: "Yes, the second brother is going to travel the empire with the eldest brother. I'm so envious!"

Every time others ridiculed him and trampled on his dignity, his second brother Xiao Li always rushed over like a hungry wolf and beat those people black and blue.

Although he would still be punished by the Law Enforcement Hall later, the second brother, who was covered in scars, always looked like he didn't care and instead taught him with a bright smile.

Xiao Yan raised his head slightly and stared at the distant sky to cover up the tears that were about to fall.

After a while, Xiao Yan turned his head and looked at Xiao Feng and said: "As for you, the King of the South Campus, this coming-of-age ceremony is also for you!"

Xiao Feng looked at Xiao Yan's somewhat red eyes, without breaking his eyes, and said casually: "I want to guard the tomb!"

"The King of the South Campus is too heavy, I want to be Prince Duan!" Xiao Feng said with a chuckle.

"Haha! Who doesn't want to be a man?" Xiao Yan smiled.

Suddenly, he said extremely seriously: "However, there are still people who want to learn from Xu Zhu. There are three thousand weak water, but I only take one scoop!"

With Xiao Feng's keen soul perception, how could the two people's little moves be hidden from him?

He said meaningfully: "Then you have to remember it."

Xiao Yan was a little confused, but he still rubbed the thin flesh on one side of his waist and nodded.

Suddenly, the tester's voice mentioned Xiao Feng: "Xiao Cong, the sixth level of Fighting Qi, next, Xiao Feng!"

"It's my turn!" Xiao Feng chuckled and nodded to the two of them, then walked into the crowd and walked towards the magic stone tablet on the testing platform.

After stepping onto the steps and arriving in front of the black magic stone stele, Xiao Feng glanced in the direction of the stands and placed his palms on the rough stone stele.

Under the perception of the soul, a warm energy invaded the meridians along the palm, came to the Dantian, circled around, and then shrank back again.

Then, five large fluorescent characters appeared on the dark stone tablet: "Strength of Fighting, Ninth Stage!"

"Xiao Feng, ninth level of fighting spirit, next, Xiao Yan!" The middle-aged tester's cold voice sounded. Xiao Feng glanced at the high platform again, turned and walked towards the crowd.

"Cousin Xiao Feng!"

"Cousin Xiao Feng!"

"..."

Xiao Feng looked at the familiar and unfamiliar young faces, smiling and nodding in response one by one.

Xiao Feng's status is special. Even if he becomes a waste of the third level of Fighting Qi like Xiao Yan, he will not receive the same treatment as Xiao Yan.

A first-grade alchemist can make the Xiao family fearful, then a fighting spirit can do the same, and as for a fighting king, that is enough for the entire Xiao family to treat with caution.

As the grandson of King Dou, Xiao Feng cannot be treated unfairly.

If this happens on the first day, then on the second day, a few elders can send that idiot's family to a remote city.

"Brother Feng!"

A calm voice came, Xiao Feng followed the sound and saw two brothers, Xiao Ding and Xiao Li, waiting quietly at the edge of the square.

Xiao Feng walked over, looked at the smiling Xiao Ding and called out softly: "Brother, is something wrong?"

Xiao Feng is sixteen years old this year, the same age as Xiao Li and two months older than him. Xiao Ding is a little over seventeen years old, almost eighteen.

The seventeen-year-old young man looks extremely calm and wise, with the bearing of the heir to a large family.

Xiao Feng admired from the bottom of his heart: Such magnanimity and color! This is an excellent villain, much better than Nagaleo. What a pity, this man is decent!

Xiao Li next to him gradually lost his impetuosity and appeared unusually quiet, but the determination and fierceness deep in his eyes made people feel sad.

"If these two brothers become villains, wouldn't Xiao Yan be killed..."

Xiao Ding smiled warmly: "Why, I can't talk to you if I have nothing to do?"

Just a gentle smile can make people feel a sense of intimacy.

"Monster!" Xiao Feng sighed softly in his heart.

"My second brother and I are leaving. From now on, my third brother will have to take care of you." Xiao Ding said with a complicated look.

"Third brother likes to play with you, so you should give him some guidance."

Xiao Feng smiled and tilted his head away, looked at Xiao Ding and said, "He's not looking for me to play with. There's no one there, so it's quiet!"

Xiao Li and Xiao Ding looked at each other, smiled, and shook their heads together.

Xiao Li's eyes showed worry, and he said softly: "I don't know what is going on with Xiao Yanzi's strange illness. Is it possible to recover?"

"It will be fine. I was born with insufficient energy and have gradually recovered. He may have settled down for a while, but his temper is a bit frivolous." Xiao Feng said softly.

Xiao Ding shook his head: "We went out just to lay a foundation outside so that the third brother can live a prosperous life in the future. After all, the Xiao family is not decided by my father alone."

"Do you have a goal?"

Xiao Ding raised his head, looked at the floating clouds that were gathering and dispersing, and said softly: "There is no goal. We can only walk around and see where there is chaos, where we can rise quickly."

"In a stable place, the interests have been divided long ago. Where can our brothers get their turn? Only in a chaotic place can we plan a place to live."

Xiao Feng sighed: "Chaos and disorder will inevitably be accompanied by long-term killings."

He took out the wood attribute skills and fighting skills that had been gathering dust in Najie for a long time, and handed them to Xiao Ding: "This set of skills and fighting skills were left behind by my father. I can't use the wood attributes."

Xiao Ding took the book and flipped through it gently. Even as calm as he was, he was a little excited: "This! This is actually a Xuan-level technique, and it also has matching fighting skills?"

"This is too valuable!" Xiao Ding closed the book and handed it to Xiao Feng.

"This is the property of the Xiao family. As a core disciple of the Xiao family, you are naturally qualified to inherit it!"

Xiao Feng looked away, took out the crimson Najie from his arms, and stuffed them into Xiao Ding's hands: "Being away from home brings a lot of inconveniences. With the skills and Najie, I believe you can also relax a little bit."

"Brother, you should understand the principle of not showing off your wealth, so I won't say more! When my period of filial piety is over, I will visit you when I have the chance." After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he turned around and left, regardless of the two people's excuses.

As Xiao Feng walked, he sighed to himself: "The only two brothers who can take a fancy to this broken ship of the Xiao family are Xiao Ding and Xiao Li. With Najie and Kung Fu, there is a high probability that they can return to their original trajectory.

Come on! You won’t die accidentally due to my influence.”

Secretly feeling the strong fighting spirit in his dantian, Xiao Feng felt a sense of urgency in his heart!