Chen Feng nodded slowly: "So that's it."

Then, Uncle Dao smiled again and said, "Just wait for the giant's bloodline. Every time you increase it, you will increase your strength by 100 million kilograms!"

Chen Feng said: "That's right, now I already have the power of 300 million jin!"

"That's it!"

When Chen Feng knew that every time the giant bloodline could be enhanced so much, he was full of expectations!

"I don't know how powerful it will be when you reach the ninth level of practice!"

Uncle Dao's injury did not need to be sent to Doctor Xue. Chen Feng's Dragon Subduing Arhat tried his best to treat him, and he just needed to rest.

Early the next morning, the three of them left here and headed towards Tianyuan Imperial City, preparing to leave the desert!

Sha Yuanwu and Chen Feng put him back. As for how he explained to the people in the Colosseum, it was his own business.

Anyway, even if Chen Feng gave up this nail, it would not be a pity at all.

It is at this same time, at this moment when the sun is rising and the sun shines.

In the Tongtian River, on the Ritian Island, the inner courtyard of Wudong Academy, in front of the Sword Castle of Poetry and Books, and above the Grand Plaza.

Many of the disciples from the inner courtyard of Wudong Academy gathered here.

Most of the disciples in the inner courtyard of Wudong Academy were reclining or practicing outside, so what Chen Feng had seen last time was just a small part of them.

At this time, there were hundreds of people gathered here.

When they were waiting here, many people looked indifferent and didn't care at all. Most of them were the ones with relatively strong strength, and some had a look of expectation on their faces.

The most common one is a jokey smile on his face, as if he was waiting to see a joke.

One of them suddenly laughed and said, "Today we're just waiting to see Chen Feng's trash joke. Everyone, guess how he would make a fool of himself?"

The person who spoke was Yun Yuankai.

A person next to him smiled and said, "It's not easy for that waste to be good, but is there any way to make a fool of himself?"

"His martial soul is a useless martial soul. Today, they entered the inner sect to test it and check the martial soul. He will definitely not be able to escape this level."

This person is the 6th generation.

"Hahahaha!" The two of them looked at each other, laughing jokingly, waiting to see Chen Feng look ugly.

It turns out that today is the time for the new disciples of Wudong Academy to test.

On this day, all new people entering the inner courtyard will test their martial souls in front of many inner courtyard disciples.

This is an extremely important test, because the inner court will use this test as a criterion for judgment. The better the test results, the more resources you will get in the future!

And Yun Yuankai and others are just to see Chen Feng make a fool of himself.

They knew that Chen Feng's martial soul was a useless martial soul, which almost destined him to become a laughing stock in the test.

Yun Yuankai asked to the proud figure beside him, "Senior Brother Zhuo, what do you think?"

Senior Brother Zhuo, named Zhuo Feiluan, also smiled beside him and said, "When our Wudong Academy tests, it seems that there has never been a waste of martial spirit, right?"

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhuo, you are right, you have never been."

"However, today the record will be refreshed by that waste." Yun Yuankai quickly continued from the side.
Chapter completed!