Douluo: Nine Transformations of the Gu

Chapter 37 The God of Sticks
Shen Yifeng only stayed for a month and was ready to leave.

The most important task has also been completed. In the past month, I have met many opponents, most of whom are wind-attributed soul masters with different martial souls and soul skills.

Suddenly I felt a little bit dizzy.

In the past, he would never do such a thing as blocking and beating someone, let alone the person he beat was a genius from the Kamikaze Academy.

While walking on the road, Shen Yifeng suddenly burst into laughter.

It's not normal for young people to be a little bit arrogant.

My heart suddenly felt very smooth. Things are different now. I no longer need to be so timid and hide myself everywhere like before.

If someone really attacks him, he will die.

He has more than one life anyway.

There is no need to be as timid as before.

Wandering around the Douluo Continent, Shen Yifeng saw many novel sceneries and also met many soul masters with peculiar skills.

Although rushing was a waste of time, it was nothing to him.

Last time, he took advantage of that punch to implant the same body Gu into Feng Xiaotian's body.

Three people are constantly helping him practice, so there is no need to worry.

Among the three, Yu Tianheng gave him the most help, and Tang San was the weakest.

Feng Xiaotian's progress was getting faster and faster every day. He thought his words were of great help to him and he began to practice seriously.

As I walk on the road, although my stick skills are still improving, I can clearly feel that the progress is slow. The more I practice, the further I feel I am from the target.

Before I knew it, I had traveled to all the cities where the four major elemental academies were located.

Among them, Tianshui City gave him the greatest surprise.

Especially Shui Bing'er who has the Ice Phoenix martial spirit. She is not only beautiful but also has a unique temperament.

His control over ice was particularly powerful, which amazed him greatly.

He also saw Huo Wu, who Feng Xiaotian was particularly obsessed with. She was indeed very beautiful, and her attacks were even more fierce than those of men. She was like a rose with thorns.

As time went by, this year's Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition finally arrived. Shen Yifeng was finally 9 years old and his cultivation level had reached level 34.

The progress of cultivation is extremely rapid.

At this moment, Tang San had only just obtained his second soul ring, which could be felt from the changes in soul power that Tang San brought to him every day.

The distance has been completely widened.

Three years. He was twelve years old at that time.

That is, when Tang San and Xiao Wu graduated from Notting College, his strength had reached the Soul Sect level without any problem.

By then, he will obtain the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, which will be enough to greatly enhance his physique and vitality.

The right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor is not just a hundred thousand year old soul bone, it is a powerful soul bone left behind by the emperor of the Blue Silver Grass clan. The vitality contained in it is beyond imagination.

Even its effect on strengthening the body is not much inferior to that of magic grass.

Although the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition is the stage for all the elite soul masters on the entire continent, it has no appeal to him.

I have no plans to go back to participate.

Walking and stopping, Shen Yifeng continued to hone his skills. Whether it was his body movements, stick techniques or boxing techniques, they were all constantly improving and developing towards a more perfect level.

Even as far as the seaside, he knew that there was an island hidden in the distant deep sea, and on that island lay the heritage of the gods.

I have also been to the Far North and seen the white snow. All I could see was white, but I only stayed on the outermost layer for a while.

The Far North is as dangerous as the Star Forest.

Especially in this harsh environment.

One day.

Shen Yifeng easily dealt with the noble who had kidnapped the woman with a stick.

The Meteorite Stick was also stained with a dark red color due to his use during this period.

There is not only soul beast blood on it, but also human blood.

Saving these people is just a thought in my mind.

If they are not happy with the sight, they will use a stick.

Why save them?
The reason is simple.

accurate!

It's not about being a saint or a good person. It's just because I'm unhappy.

Looking at the people who kept kneeling down to him.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly laughed out loud.

I understand. I finally understand.

The Meteor Stick was held high, and he also looked up at the sky.

Smile to yourself.

It took so long to see through all this.

He first learned to use a stick because he needed a powerful weapon to transform his strength into greater lethality, and also because he was influenced by the Monkey King Sun Wukong.

The God of Sticks.

He has found it.

A stick came down, and thunder sounded out of silence, and there was actually a sound of an explosion in the air.

If you don’t like it, beat him up.

Those who disturb my mind will be beaten.

If you are not thinking clearly, get beaten.

Everything comes according to the heart, and where the heart moves is where the stick goes.

You can wrong others but never wrong yourself.

He casually threw the long stick over his shoulder and walked away laughing.

As the soul power in his body vibrated, his cultivation had already reached a higher level, reaching level 35.

A few months later.

Shen Yifeng stepped into the land of Tiandou City again.

After walking for more than a year, his cultivation level has improved by several levels compared to before he left.

Now he is already level 36 Soul Master.

The other three helped him practice, but their progress was ultimately not as good as Shen Yifeng's, and the pace of improvement gradually slowed down.

At the age of 9 and a half, he has a soul power of level 36, which is an achievement that no one can imagine.

Even Qian Renxue, who has an innate level 20 soul power, may not be able to defeat him.

Next, I need to practice slowly. What's more, there are still a lot of immortal herbs that have not been taken away. These things cannot be left behind no matter what.

Just stepped into Tiandou City.

A servant came over and found him.

"Lord Shen Yifeng, His Highness invites you."

Shen Yifeng didn't think there was anything strange about it. If Xue Qinghe didn't even know that he had entered Tiandou City, then he would be a real failure as the crown prince.

All the way to the Prince's Mansion.

I met Xue Qinghe in the reception hall.

"I have met His Highness."

Shen Yifeng stood in the hall neither humble nor arrogant, exuding a free and casual air.

Seeing this scene, Xue Qinghe was not angry, but he valued him even more.

In the past, Shen Yifeng was extremely talented and his fighting ability was extraordinary, but after all, one could feel that he was very depressed and couldn't let go.

Unexpectedly, after being away for more than a year, he felt more alive. It’s not just his body, but his spirit that became refreshed.

"It seems that you have gained a lot from being away for more than a year.

As expected, geniuses should follow their hearts and nature. How can they grow if they stay in the same place like they are locked in a cage?"

Xue Qinghe was smiling.

But deep in her eyes was a deep sense of self-mockery. She was the most talented person in the world, but now she had to hide behind someone else's mask and even change her gender to become a man.

"It is also thanks to the soul guide that His Highness gave me that I was able to avoid a lot of trouble along the way."

Shen Yifeng's tone was very calm, as if he was not facing a prince of a country, but an ordinary person of equal status.

(End of this chapter)