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He really killed a person as if squashing an ant, and now it's been just a few years and he has totally forgotten about it?
And what does this guy want with him?
Could it be that he saw the previous soul fighting arena battles, so he came to seek wisdom from him?
No, that doesn't make sense, Yu Xiaogang's character wouldn't allow him to do such a thing!
What trick is he trying to pull?
"Perhaps you don't recognize me."
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was walking alongside Ye Feng, pretending that the two of them were friends.
Ye Feng: ???
Not recognize you?
I'd recognize you even if you turned to ashes!!
"So?"
Of course, Ye Feng wouldn't voice his inner thoughts.
Instead, he asked in a direct and indifferent tone.
He wanted to see exactly what kind of scheme the other party was concocting!
"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions. I've just been watching your magnificent achievements in the soul fighting arena these past days and wanted to get to know you, that's all."
Yu Xiaogang said to Ye Feng with a face full of goodwill.
The other party was so young, he must still be in school.
If he could arrange for this person to come to Shrek Academy and become his student, putting his theories into practice,
then he, Yu Xiaogang, might one day become famous throughout the Continent.
From then on, there would be no one who could be dissatisfied or look down on him!
Honestly speaking, he had never expected to be so lucky as to encounter such a talent while scouting the soul fighting arena in Soto City!
This trip to the Soto City soul fighting arena was truly worthwhile.
Master was overjoyed!
Of course, he had no idea that the person before him was Ye Feng.
If he had known, he probably wouldn't be able to laugh.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Ye Feng let out a cold laugh.
It's truly nauseating!
He told him to scram years ago, and now here he is, wanting to "get to know" him.
How thick can this guy's face be?
And does he truly not remember him at all?
Thinking this, Ye Feng felt an even deeper sense of disgust towards Yu Xiaogang.
People often remember the wrongs they've done quite vividly. If Yu Xiaogang still remembered him, he might still have some sense of guilt about the past.
But now, Yu Xiaogang doesn't remember him at all, which proves he has completely forgotten about him, and thus there's no guilt to speak of.
In Yu Xiaogang's heart, he probably doesn't think there's anything wrong with bullying a child who couldn't even fight back or pushing him into the jaws of death!
"May I ask what the young friend's name is?"
Yu Xiaogang felt the coldness from Ye Feng but he did not intend to give up.
After all, a steed like this is hard to find.
"Nameless."
Ye Feng retorted directly.
Since when did Yu Xiaogang also have such a clingy side!
"I see you must be thirteen or fourteen years old, still in school, right? It's amazing that you've already advanced to Soul Elder at such a young age. Truly a genius."
Disregarding Ye Feng's cold demeanor, Yu Xiaogang continued to press on, unabashedly flattering him.
"Did you come over just to compliment me? I'm not like some people who enjoy listening to flattery and take others' opinions as their life's pursuit."
Ye Feng maintained an extremely cold attitude.
He also subtly mocked Yu Xiaogang.
"Of course not, as a genius, naturally I seek the company of other geniuses."
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Brock didn't seem to catch the implied meaning in Ye Feng's words and continued speaking with undiminished enthusiasm.
His goal was simple: to lure Ye Feng into Shrek Academy first.
Then make him his own disciple!
In this way, not only would Tang San and the others not encounter Ye Feng on the field, but Ye Feng could even make money for Shrek Academy.
It was simply killing two birds with one stone!
"Oh?"
Ye Feng looked at Brock with significant interest.
Goodness, did this guy think he had decent combat power and wanted to invite him into Shrek Academy?
That's utterly ridiculous.
Just ask, what can you, Brock, teach?
Have everyone carry rocks and soak in rings every day?
Claiming it to be physical training?
If you really wanted to train strength, just take the students to a construction site to move bricks; not only would this make money, but it would also serve to train their physical strength!
At Canghui Academy, from Grand Soul Master to Soul Venerable level, most were trained in combat skills and soul skills according to individual situations. For example, control-class Soul Masters focused on improving their control strength, strength-class Soul Masters sought out opponents of similar strength for battle to gain experience, the agile-attack class specifically trained in agility grounds, and support-class Soul Masters, who had weaker physique, followed personalized programs to enhance strength with weight-bearing training.
As for the slightly higher-ranking Tiandou Royal Academy, regardless of the type of Soul Master, all entered simulation fields to identify and fix their deficits to the greatest extent.
Honestly, when he was on Earth, he felt that the training methods were haphazard.
After coming here, he felt this even more strongly.
Only Tang San and Dai Mubai, some of the top talents on the Continent, could endure such rough training methods.
If it were Wang Sheng from Notting Academy undergoing such training, his whole life would be nothing but moving bricks.
"You shouldn't disbelieve; there is an academy called Shrek on the outskirts of the city. The children there are all geniuses. Although they are slightly younger than you, they are essentially Soul Masters above level 28. Some have even broken through the Soul Venerable level. The strongest among them reached level 33 at thirteen years old, and another reached level 38 at fifteen. I guess you are probably around level 35, right?"
At this moment, Brock asked Ye Feng.
Because he had only seen Ye Feng use one Soul Ring.
The other Soul Rings must have been concealed.
He guessed that the other party came from a family like the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan or other prestigious families on the Continent.
Talented, skilled.
That's how you shine in this small kingdom city.
"Yes, you are really smart, you guessed right!"
Ye Feng said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
How novel, his former enemy who had once killed him now wanted to invite him to the academy where he taught.
"Haha, not only do I know you're level 35, but I guess your identity is not simple; most likely you come from some major clan on this Continent, right?"
Previously, his estimation of the general level was between 33 and 37. Brock did not expect the median number he randomly picked to be accurate.
Instantly, he became extremely confident.
He was thinking, should he perhaps come up with another eleven laws of the Martial Soul?
"Oh, you can see that too?"
Ye Feng put on a very astonished facade.
Realistically, he was watching a clown perform.
He really wanted to outright declare that he was indeed Ye Feng from those years ago.
He was curious to see what the other's reaction would be.
Surely it would be spectacular!
"Haha, of course, of course. If even this I could not discern, then where have all my years of learning gone? I suppose you certainly know there is someone on this Continent who has taken the study of Martial Souls to the extreme, known in the world of Soul Masters as Grandmaster, and I am that 'Grandmaster'!!"
Brock suddenly became more enthusiastic.
He introduced himself directly to Ye Feng.
If there were any kind of identity proof, he would probably have taken it out right then.
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