Qian Renxue naturally knew nothing about such trivial matters.
Hearing that Fang Ling had missed out on the Spirit Hall, his heart skipped a beat and he secretly cursed the three of them for being stupid.
They actually let such a genius go and allowed him to defect to the Tiandou Empire, so that now she has to go to great lengths to contact him.
She was prepared to criticize as soon as she returned this time.
However, after hearing Fang Ling's last words and seeing the sincere smile on his face, after thinking it over again and again, he decided to let him go.
Changing it into rewards is just a simple matter, but it may have miraculous effects in the future.
Fang Ling's red-gold pupils seemed to glow with brilliant light:
"At the critical moment of life and death, I finally killed the fallen soul master after going through untold hardships. I found that the soul power in my body was running abnormally fast. It seemed that there was an innate intuition guiding me."
"After graduating from the Junior College, I went to the War King College, which was famous for its combat teaching. There I met my first beloved teacher and mistress. Later, with the help of my master, I was able to successfully enter the Tiandou Royal College."
After a little sigh, he continued: "In the Great Fighting Spirit Arena of Vick Ice Front City, I am sure that under the heavy pressure of death, the speed of cultivation can be greatly increased."
This is of course a lie.
Apart from the minor gains from meditation, his soul power upgrade was purely due to the addition of points from the panel.
However, these words are consistent with his usual personality.
It also coincides with the characteristic of the warrior's will that allows his soul power to circulate at an extremely fast speed.
"After coming to Tiandou Royal Academy, I experienced more battles and found that I was not facing life and death. It was just that my opponents were not strong enough."
"As long as I have experienced strong enough battles and felt enough pressure, my training speed will increase."
"This is my unique mimicry training environment!"
"What about you in the past two years..." Qian Renxue's heart trembled slightly.
Fang Ling's eyes flashed with a trace of palpitation:
"Teacher and I fought, and I meditated under the unbearable pressure of soul power. After trying my best, I soaked in the medicinal bath, and recovered under Lingling's treatment. I have persisted until now."
"This is my method of cultivation. As long as someone can persist like me, they will surely grow into a equally powerful soul master.
Everyone could feel the strong fighting will from the soul power emanating from Fang Ling.
Qian Renxue was so jealous that she wanted to grab him and not let him go.
Genius, what a genius!
Even if there is any chance, his strong willpower is worthy of this luck.
Chen Xin could not hide the regret on his face. Such an outstanding person was overtaken by the old poisonous creature whose martial soul was totally incompatible with him.
"It sounds easy, but it's extremely difficult to do." Ning Fengzhi just shook his head.
What Fang Ling said was that not only would fighting speed up the circulation of soul power, but it was also a simulated training environment that was unique to him and difficult for others to imitate.
Treatment is also easy. Even if there is no one as strong as the Nine-Hearted Begonia, using a Soul Emperor or Soul King to force the treatment will be almost the same.
Including the soul power pressure is also simple, there are so many Soul Sages and Soul Douluo masters in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.
There is only one thing, persistent and hard practice.
This is a threshold that most soul masters find difficult to cross.
As long as one is a human being, laziness is inevitable in his spirit.
Fang Ling smiled slightly: "It's not difficult. People in difficult situations can often stimulate potential beyond imagination. If you have faith in your heart, you can achieve it."
"If you are slacking off, then there will be someone to urge you seriously, or someone to accompany you in training..."
"Yanyan and Lingling were originally unable to hold on and gave up several times, but they did not give up even after I urged them."
Facing the gazes of the crowd, the two women smiled awkwardly.
"Their level?" Gu Rong's eyes suddenly focused.
Zhilin, the Education Committee member, could find out Tang San's approximate level of soul power even when he hadn't released it. With Gu Rong's cultivation level of a Titled Douluo at level 95, he could of course sense it more clearly.
"Senior, you have a keen eye. Yanyan has already broken through to the Soul Sect and is currently at the 41st level. Lingling is a little weaker, but she is already at the 35th level of Soul Master." Fang Ling nodded.
"As long as someone guides you in your practice, supervises you tirelessly, and takes adequate medicinal baths, your soul power will naturally rise rapidly."
"Old Poison Monster, what good stuff have you researched?" Chen Xin searched for a moment and asked tentatively. The most outrageous Fang Ling was convincing because of his strong will.
"There's nothing good, but there's a pill bead that was condensed when I broke through to the Titled Douluo level." Dugu Bo sneered and spat out a round object from his mouth.
"I can gather the energy of heaven and earth on my own. Although it's not much, it's not enough for a Titled Douluo like me, but it's quite suitable for the two of them."
Qian Renxue knew this thing; Dugu Bo had used it when he fought Yue Guan.
After shaking it for a while, he took it back under everyone's thoughtful gaze, fixed his eyes on Gu Rong, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"I heard that the dragon clan has dragon pills. Aren't you a bone dragon martial spirit? Go and condense one yourself."
Gu Rong's face turned dark. How could such a thing be made?
But Ning Fengzhi really looked at him. What did he mean?
"Fengzhi, this thing really can't be made." Gu Rong had to explain.
If this thing really existed, he would definitely give it to Rongrong to help him practice as soon as possible.
Ning Fengzhi suddenly sighed, and under everyone's strange gaze, he slowly said:
"My little daughter Rongrong is very talented, she is innate level nine, but she has a bad temper. She is only one year younger than Fang Ling, and now she is only a great soul master."
Hearing this, Dugu Yan's expression suddenly became alert.
Ye Lingling no longer had any respect for Ning Fengzhi, and her beautiful eyes were fixed on him.
Fang Ling's mouth twitched. Ning Fengzhi's first move failed, so he was thinking of another one, right?
He vaguely remembered that Ning Fengzhi seemed to have had this thought when facing Tang San.
Sure enough, Ning Fengzhi said:
"When I came here, Fang Ling was training the team members hard, and I wanted to send my daughter here to correct her stubborn temper."
This is fake to correct one's temper, but real as a beauty trap.
Such an impure purpose!
Both women simultaneously pulled Fang Ling's arms tightly.
Fang Ling was not a beauty trap, and under the satisfied gazes of the two women, he politely refused:
"It may be a bit presumptuous to say this, but Sect Master Ning should not let your youngest daughter practice too fast."
Under Ning Fengzhi's puzzled gaze, Fang Ling said regretfully:
"It would be too cruel to cultivate too fast and experience the pain of not making any progress in cultivation in your prime years."
"Just like His Majesty the Bone Mound said, geniuses have their own personalities. They may be naughty for a short time, but they will eventually figure it out."
"Instead of rushing to practice, let her have fun and leave behind some wonderful memories."
For example, through the Soul Hunting Operation, Ning Rongrong grew up quickly.
Unfortunately, she was such a filial daughter, and in the end only Ning Fengzhi was there to collect the bodies of Jiangu and the others.
Ning Fengzhi was stunned. He didn't expect that the boomerang thrown by Gu Rong could hit him.
Chen Xin agreed with Fang Ling's words:
"This kid is right. Rongrong doesn't need to rush to practice. The sect still has us to support it. Just be happy and have fun."
Gu Rong also agrees with this view.
Ning Fengzhi could only smile bitterly.
This is what happens every time I want to be stricter. The two pillars of the sect have watched Rongrong grow up and cannot bear to educate him.
Afterwards, everyone had a brief and fairly cordial chat, and then left on the pretext of not disturbing the team's training.
Qian Renxue really seemed to be here just to take a look and didn't say anything to recruit her.
She only spoke gently, saying that the empire, in recognition of his talent, would show favor and protect Fang Ling's relatives and friends in the slaughterhouse who had helped him.
There is really some friendship that cannot be separated.
After Fang Ling expressed his gratitude, he could only sigh in his heart that she was worthy of being the crown prince for so many years.
(End of this chapter)