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Chapter 132: This level is Wang Feng (1/2)

“First, the primary level, that is, the one who has not yet broken through to the 30th level and become a soul deity. Among them, there are Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Ma Hongjun. Your main goal is to speed up your cultivation, try to reach Level 30, obtain the third soul ring, and become a soul deity!”

“Second, senior level, above the 30th level, Tang San, Xiaowu, Oscar, Dai Mubai and others belongs to this level. You are more than Level 30 and you are soul masters. While practicing, you also need to have a deeper understanding and understanding of your soul power, soul skills, and martial soul. I will teach you this one by one in the future!”

What the master said can be described as clear and clear.

However, everyone was a little puzzled.

“Master, excuse me, where is Wang Feng?”

At this time, Ning Rongrong said curiously, “He is also a soul deity of the 30th level, why is he not at the high level, nor at the low level?”

Wang Feng coughed a few times, and he knew something roughly.

The master glanced at Ning Rongrong and said lightly.

“I haven’t finished yet. The third is the last level, and this level is Wang Feng.”

“？ ？ ？” Everyone.

“……” Wang Feng.

Everyone looked at Wang Feng involuntarily.

Is there something in this classification, low-level, high-level, Wang Feng level?

“The simple grading is just to give you a big direction and goal, but the future training will be unified!”

“As for why it is so divided, I will naturally give you an answer tomorrow.”

The master’s stiff face did not show a smile, but he was very calm, “Today, you have a day off. We will start from tomorrow, you will receive my training. By the way, according to your age, I ranked the eight of you, except for Wang Feng.”

“No. 1, Dai Mubai, No. 2, Oscar, No. 3, Tang San, No. 4, Ma Hongjun, No. 5, Xiaowu, No. 6, Ning Rongrong, No. 7, Zhu Zhuqing.”

“Wang Feng is not in your ranking for the time being.”

“Okay, let’s go. Tomorrow, meet here. I don’t want anyone to be late, otherwise they will receive special training!”

After the master finished speaking, he glanced at everyone again, then turned around and planned to leave with Frank and several teachers.

Everyone was also planning to disperse.

At this moment, Tang San suddenly let out a painful roar.

Immediately afterwards, a purple glow appeared on his back, and his spine seemed to be squirming, as if it was about to break out of his body!

Everyone was taken aback, and Flander and the master had just turned their heads after taking a few steps.

At this moment.

Wang Feng suddenly shouted: “All spread out!”

His voice was loud, and the remaining seven immediately returned to their senses!

In the Stardou Great Forest before, I received a lot of combat guidance from him. As soon as Wang Feng said it, without any hesitation, he immediately dispersed to the back!

It is also at this time!

On Tang San’s back, eight extremely sharp spider legs suddenly gushed out!

It is the spider legs of the human-faced ghost spider! Like eight spears with flashing cold light, they appeared behind Tang San and squirmed frantically!

Everyone was shocked when they saw this! Fortunately, with Wang Feng’s reminder, the seven of them got out of the way in time!

It’s a pity that Ning Rongrong and Oscar, the two auxiliary soul masters, were too slow and did not have the same sensitive skills as the others, and a hole was cut in their arms one after another.

He quickly fell to the ground and was caught by Xiaowu and Dai Mubai!

Ma Hongjun on the side was shocked into a cold sweat. A few days ago, in the Stardou Great Forest, when Tang San had absorbed the human face demon spider soul ring, this situation also occurred. He accidentally touched it and was poisoned.…

Fortunately, Tang San controlled the eight spider legs in time, and used Xuan Yu’s hands to absorb the toxins in his body in time.

Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Unexpectedly, he escaped this time… Instead, it was Ning Rongrong and Oscar… Ma Hongjun was a little fortunate in his heart, but he was also anxious about the situation at this time.

I saw the eight spider legs on Tang San’s back squirming slightly, exuding a breathtaking aura.

Seeing this, Flander and the master hurriedly walked over.