Ling Feng pondered in his heart.

Regarding his own soul power level, Ling Feng now has no herbs or fruits in his hand that can enhance his breathing practice.

Moreover, Ling Feng felt that it would be difficult to reach level 30 if he relied solely on breathing.

But what Ling Feng can understand now is the only way to increase soul power through breathing...

"Forget it, let's continue practicing tonight. Maybe Master has a better way!"

Not long after, Ling Feng muttered something in a low voice and started practicing.

…

In the early morning, when Ling Feng had just finished his breathing practice, he suddenly noticed a figure suddenly flashing into the yard.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, Ghost Douluo is here to ask for an audience on the orders of His Highness the Pope!"

When Zhengda Lingfeng was thinking about who came back to find him so early, the familiar voice of Ghost Douluo came to his ears.

"It turns out to be Elder Ghost Douluo!

What's the matter?"

When Ling Feng went out to greet him, he saw Ghost Douluo half-kneeling in the yard, and then asked aloud.

"His Royal Highness the Pope has ordered me to take His Royal Highness the Holy Son to the Soul Beast Forest for training, so as to help him break through the soul power level!"

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, this trip will last for several days, so we should prepare well. If there are no problems with His Highness the Holy Son, we can set off in the afternoon!"

Ghost Douluo reported truthfully.

"Well, I have nothing to prepare. Just tell me when to set off!"

Ling Feng nodded to Ghost Douluo and said.

Later, after saying goodbye to Ling Feng, Ghost Douluo disappeared in a flash.

Seeing Ghost Douluo coming and going without a trace, Ling Feng smacked his mouth.

He also wants to be so cool, but his current strength still doesn't allow it.

But at the same time, Ling Feng was also very happy about the purpose of Ghost Douluo's coming.

Ling Feng knew that Bibi Dong asked Ghost Douluo to come and take him for training, and he thought he had seen his soul power level yesterday.

Ling Feng, who was not worried about his soul power level yesterday, now seems to have the problem solved directly.

Just as Lingfeng was about to go back to his room to have breakfast and take a nap, there was another muffled sound in his ears.

It was the sound of something falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Ling Feng glanced towards the courtyard where Hu Liena was.

But what Ling Feng didn't expect was that this time it wasn't Hu Liena.

But it came over the wall from another direction... Yan!

???

Nowadays, it is not popular for people in Wuhun Palace to walk through the door, but it is popular to climb over the wall...

"Ling Feng!"

Yan, who had just appeared in the courtyard, had a red face and an angry cry.

It looked like there was some deep hatred.

Hearing Yan's voice, Ling Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

We are calling each other by name, why don't we call him Your Highness the Son?

Moreover, regarding yesterday's discussion about the arena, Ling Feng saw Yan and the guard in charge of controlling the arena together.

When that situation occurred, Ling Feng knew that Yan must be causing trouble.

Originally Ling Feng was not going to pay attention to it.

But unexpectedly, Xiangyan came running by himself.

And he looked like he was going to attack the enemy.

Seeing this situation, Ling Feng couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "What's the matter!"

"Give me the money back! Fifty thousand gold soul coins!"

When Ling Feng finished speaking, Yan blurted out without hesitation.

Looking at that posture, it seems that if Ling Feng doesn't pay back the money, he will fight to the death with Ling Feng!

He came here so early and also learned that Bibi Dong arranged for Ghost Douluo to accompany Ling Feng to practice.

And the training time is not short.

He can't delay it now.

He owed money to so many people, but others couldn't afford it...

Now in Wuhun Hall, he doesn't even dare to show his face...

And the culprit of all this is Ling Feng!

Of course, it would have been a different matter if I could have gone to the singing banquet with Hu Liena.

But that's not the case.

…

"Pay back the money? Pay back what? Do I owe you money?"

After hearing Yan's words, Ling Feng curled his lips and said.

"You promised to help me put in a nice word in front of Nana, and you also promised to help me ask Nana to go to the singing banquet with me, but you didn't do it. Do you think you should pay me back?"

Yan blurted out again.

"First of all, I'll help you put in a nice word in front of senior sister. I did it. I helped you make an appointment with senior sister. Senior sister did go. How can you say I didn't do it?"

Ling Feng asked back: "You're not sure yourself, so you blame me?"

"Besides, I didn't even bother with you about what you did to trick me yesterday, so what's the matter?"

When he finished speaking, Ling Feng hummed softly.

"you!"

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Yan originally wanted to say something, but he held back the words.

Although he didn't hear it with his own ears that Ling Feng helped him speak nice words in front of Hu Liena, he also heard about it from his attendants' mouths.

That night, Ling Feng said many praises about him in front of Hu Liena.

As for asking Hu Liena to go to the singing banquet...

Indeed, Hu Liena also went...

For a moment, faced with Ling Feng's rhetorical question, Yan didn't know how to answer.

And regarding the discussion with Tang San yesterday...

Yan knew that he himself was at fault.

But thinking about Lingfeng's one-time profit of one million gold soul coins in the gambling game, plus the gifts sent by many forces, it was a full two million!

Thinking that Ling Feng was sitting on two million gold soul coins, and not only owed 30,000 gold soul coins due to his failure in the gambling game, but also owed a lot of money from the manager, these added up to a small sixty thousand.

Thinking of this, Yan became very angry...

"What are you!

I looked at the gift list, but you didn’t give me a birthday gift!"

Ling Feng snorted again and said.

"You, you, you still haven't paid back the money!"

Seemingly weak, Yan once again let out an angry cry, and at the same time powerful soul power fluctuations erupted all over his body.

Just as Yan mobilized his soul power, Ling Feng, who had been on guard for a long time, his face darkened again, and the Desert Eagle instantly appeared in his hand.

The moment the Desert Eagle appeared, the pitch-black muzzle was aimed at Yan's head.

At this moment, as long as Yan dares to make another move, Ling Feng doesn't mind letting him taste the new explosive effect of exploding bullets!

This time the distance between the two of them was only twenty or thirty meters.

But even at such a distance, the moment he looked into the Desert Eagle's muzzle, Yan suddenly found that his body was not obeying his orders.

Immediately afterwards, big beads of sweat ran across his cheeks involuntarily!

In addition, Yan suddenly remembered Ling Feng's method of dealing with Tang San just yesterday, and couldn't help but feel a hair in his heart.

Almost instantly, Yan calmed down a lot, and at the same time felt a chill down his back because of his actions just now.

This was the first time he had truly seen Ling Feng use his martial spirit.
Chapter completed!