33: Tang San who loves playing with needles

Outside Shrek Academy, the once famous Academy in Soto City, the gate was now tightly shut, and it was eerily silent inside, appearing somewhat strange.

Qian Feng carried a bag of gifts, looked around for a moment, and finding no movement, felt a bit shocked in his heart.

Could it be... they ran away?!

He immediately extended his level 60 soul power perception. Fortunately, after sensing soul power fluctuations on the training ground, he let out a slight breath of relief.

Thank goodness, thank goodness. If these few people had run off, he wouldn't know how to encourage his own sister to cultivate properly.

"Ge, won't we fight as soon as we meet?!" Qian Renxue clenched her fists and glared fiercely at Shrek Academy. She only resented that her strength wasn't enough to properly deal with these few people.

Qian Feng took a few steps forward, not intending to knock. After filling his right hand with lightning, he punched the gate open!

Dai Mubai and the others were training, but Ning Rongrong hadn't appeared.

"It's you three again? What do you want to do! Fight?" Ma Hongjun snorted coldly, widened his eyes, and looked at Ye Lingling and Qian Renxue. Deep in his eyes, there was envy: "Who is this person? All the people around him are great beauties, huh?"

Dai Mubai clenched his fist and snorted, "Qian Feng, now that you're on our Shrek territory, don't even think about being presumptuous!"

Qian Feng shook his head, grinned, and said with considerable enthusiasm, "Not at all. I suppose there were some conflicts a while ago. Especially with Tang San. Didn't I bring some gifts to give to him, hehehe?"

Hearing this, everyone didn't show any strange expressions.

This made Qian Feng surprised in his heart. Could it be... the matter of Tang San's serious injury was suppressed?

"You should leave. Tang San is in secluded cultivation and it's not convenient for him to come out now," Dai Mubai turned his head away, no longer looking at Qian Feng, and said.

He clenched his fist. The humiliation from a month ago was still in his heart. But what could he do? In the end, it was just that his skills were inferior.

"Ah? Secluded cultivation?" Qian Feng's mouth curved into a bitter smile. Secluded cultivation? Hehe, secretly recovering from injuries is more like it!

He had already come to their door with "gifts". If this was a wasted trip, how boring would that be?

"Hehe, how much soul power does he even have? Secluded cultivation for a month, aren't you afraid something might happen?" Qian Feng joked, his figure flashed, and he actively attacked Dai Mubai and the others.

"I'll come and motivate your San Ge, and invite him out of seclusion!"

"What are you doing!" Dai Mubai snorted coldly and swung his fist to meet the attack. Zhu Zhuqing also immediately helped, but unfortunately, these few people were originally no match for Qian Feng, let alone without Ning Rongrong.

Just at this moment, a scolding voice came: "Brat, you're being presumptuous in my Shrek Academy, aren't you?"

Zhao Wuji roared angrily, stepped forward and charged. Their fists collided, and fire and lightning exploded!

Qian Feng didn't plan to reveal his true strength and chose to fight Zhao Wuji using his level 60 soul power. With this punch, thanks to Qian Feng's own strong body.

The two could only retreat at the same time. Zhao Wuji sneered, "Good kid, you can actually fight me to a draw? No wonder you could abuse these little brats."

Qian Feng, with his hands behind his back, nodded towards Zhao Wuji and said, "I came here to deliver gifts. Why isn't Tang San here to welcome me? Could it be that he's afraid of me?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji's face showed a difficult expression. He was thinking about how to use words to politely refuse and drive away this jinx, Qian Feng, when...

A somewhat cold voice sounded from inside Shrek Academy, and a figure was seen slowly walking out.

Qian Renxue widened her eyes and tugged at Qian Feng's sleeve, saying, "Ge, is this person... is this Tang San?"

"Not quite sure..." Qian Feng was also startled, not because the opponent's soul power was terrifying, but because that appearance truly had no relation to Tang God Kings whatsoever.

Not only were Qian Feng and the two others startled, but even Dai Mubai and the others swallowed hard and exchanged glances. Ma Hongjun and Oscar rubbed their eyes vigorously...

At this moment, Tang San's eyes and brows held a smile. What was outrageous was that his face had a bit of makeup on, and eyeliner was drawn at the corners of his eyes.

When walking out, his right hand would form an orchid gesture, covering his mouth~

What surprised everyone the most was that she was wearing a pink robe! That robe was quite a bit more tender pink than Xiao Wu, who was standing beside her.

Tang San pursed her lips and smiled, glancing coldly at Qian Feng with her eyes and saying with a laugh, "Oh, isn't this Qian Feng~ Xiao Wu meimei, look, he probably doesn't know how terrifying my strength is after secluded cultivation!"

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with a puzzled expression, only feeling that the person in front of her was very strange. She lowered her head and smiled bitterly, "San Ge's secluded cultivation and great increase in soul power is worth celebrating."

Her tone was cold, showing no hint of their brother-sister relationship.

Tang San's figure flashed, her entire body's soul power completely unconcealed.

Level forty-eight! Four soul rings appeared under her feet!

Tang San actually broke through so many levels within a month, and even secretly hunted a ten-thousand-year soul beast to replenish her soul rings!

Qian Feng's mouth twitched. There was an unspeakable sense of familiarity in his heart. He asked playfully, "Tang San, could it be that your former Sect has some connection with the Hua Mountain Sect?"

"..." Tang San's eyes turned cold, and she flashed towards Qian Feng to attack.

What fast speed!

"First Soul Skill: Blood Soul Entanglement~" Tang San's voice became even colder, thinner, and longer. The blood-red Blue Silver Grass under Qian Feng's feet turned into ghostly hands and grabbed towards him.

"Hmph." Qian Feng snorted coldly. The lightning on his body spread out, Heavenly Thunder dispelling evil. These Blue Silver Grass turned into ashes before touching Qian Feng's body, and at this moment.

Tang San's right hand turned into sharp claws and rushed forward. The twin claw attack was very fast.

This scene couldn't help but make Qian Feng sigh in his heart:

"Could it be that without 'that thing', you can really become stronger?"

He quickly shook his head. Being a man was quite good.

To further infuriate Tang San, Qian Feng, who could have used a lightning spear to repel the opponent, chose to weave through the sharp claws and said with a smile:

"With Tang San Ge's behavior, how about calling her Tang Sanjie from now on? Did she suffer cultivation deviation?"

"You!" Tang San felt a sharp pain in her heart. The figure under the pink robe became a bit more fierce.

Qian Feng had joked enough and didn't intend to waste time. A lightning spear appeared in his hand. Seeing this, Tang San's eyes widened in surprise. Her hands formed an orchid gesture, and her fourth soul ring appeared under her feet!

Qian Feng didn't understand Tang San's current soul skills either, but still narrowed his eyes and dealt with them cautiously.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Blue Silver Myriad Needles!" Tang San sneered. Fine needles made of Blue Silver Grass appeared from her orchid gesture and were flung towards Qian Feng in a dense barrage.

This indeed secretly aligned with Tang San's path of Hidden Weapons.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Blazing Lightning Spear!"

The lightning spear shot out abruptly, piercing through the myriad needles and flying towards Tang San. However, as it approached Tang San, it shattered, sending Tang San flying several meters back. She stumbled a few steps before stopping.

Qian Feng's eyebrow twitched. This wasn't intentional on his part. It was because Tang San's fine needles had pierced into the lightning spear, interfering with the condensation of soul power, causing it to explode.

He joked, "Hehe, my spear is still a bit more powerful than your thin threads~"

Tang San's face was sometimes pale, sometimes flushed red.

Qian Feng continued, "I came here specifically to bring you some good things!"