Chen Feng walked slowly out from among his companions. His figure wasn't particularly eye - catching, yet it exuded a special aura.
"Hello, three teachers."
Chen Feng calmly bowed, his movements just right, neither servile nor arrogant.
Soul Douluo Zhi Lin's mouth curved into a subtle smile, like a spring breeze blowing across the surface of a lake, creating ripples.
However, this lively aura disappeared in a flash, replaced by an almost visible distortion, like the water ripples in the real world, spreading quietly around Chen Feng.
Chen Feng had an extremely keen sense of perception. He could clearly feel that he was firmly locked by an invisible force.
His soul power seemed to be tightly suppressed by an invisible big hand, making him feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire and unable to move.
"Eh." Soul Douluo Zhi Lin's brows slightly raised, and a barely noticeable glint flashed in his eyes.
His perception was extremely sharp, and his judgment of soul power was almost precise.
Chen Feng's soul - power level was indeed as Qin Ming had said, without the slightest falsehood.
However, in Soul Douluo Zhi Lin's heart, waves of surprise were rising.
His experience told him that there was definitely more to Chen Feng than just being an ordinary offensive - type soul master.
Feeling that Chen Feng remained as steady as a pine needle under his soul - power oppression, Soul Douluo Zhi Lin was even more deeply shocked.
This kind of endurance was by no means something an ordinary level - 36 soul master could possess.
He thought to himself, and the interest in his eyes towards Chen Feng grew stronger, as if he was examining an uncarved jade, looking forward to discovering more surprises.
Soul Douluo Zhi Lin sat as steadily as a mountain. There was no wind around him, yet his long robe seemed to come alive, fluttering slightly, as if responding to the surging soul power within him.
Although he just sat there quietly, the air around seemed to become thick, and a faint sense of oppression gradually approached Chen Feng.
He increased the pressure of his soul power slowly and steadily, like a skilled sculptor precisely controlling every bit of strength to ensure it wasn't excessive.
If Chen Feng showed any sign of discomfort, he could immediately withdraw his soul power to prevent the other party from suffering substantial harm.
However, in the face of such a test, there was no sign of pain or discomfort on Chen Feng's face. Instead, his eyes sparkled with a light of determination and challenge.
Soul Douluo Zhi Lin's gaze was firmly fixed on Chen Feng, secretly admiring him in his heart.
This calmness and perseverance undoubtedly exceeded the scope of ordinary soul masters.
Tang San stood aside, his gaze piercing through the gaps in the crowd, firmly locking onto Chen Feng. His mood seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, fluctuating with every tiny movement of Chen Feng.
He knew Chen Feng's strength well. Chen Feng's power no longer needed to be proven. But at this moment, Chen Feng's performance under Soul Douluo Zhi Lin's pressure still stirred up waves in his heart.
If Chen Feng hadn't joined Shrek Academy, then this opportunity should have belonged to him.
Thinking of this, Tang San's heart was filled with mixed feelings, and he couldn't hold back a faint sense of loss and complex emotions.
Xiao Wu's gaze closely followed Chen Feng, and her voice was full of amazement and admiration:
"Chen Feng is facing the pressure of a Soul Douluo and still not showing any weakness. He's really amazing."
The reputation of Soul Douluos was thunderous, and their power was enough to make ordinary soul masters shrink back.
However, the Chen Feng in front of them was able to remain so calm under Soul Douluo Zhi Lin's pressure, which was undoubtedly an indescribable display of strength.
Dai Mubai stood aside, his gaze like a torch, watching Chen Feng through the crowd. He analyzed in a low voice:
"I guess Master Zhi Lin is exerting soul - power pressure equivalent to around level 40 at this time. However, this bit of pressure is probably just a piece of cake for Chen Feng now."
Soul - power pressure of level 40 was already a huge test for the vast majority of soul masters, but in front of Chen Feng, it seemed so insignificant.
"Guess how many levels of pressure Chen Feng can resist?"
"I think it should be around level 50," Oscar said with confidence in Chen Feng. A soul power of level 50 was an extremely rare achievement for an underage soul master.
"It should be more than that. Previously, we met two companions of Bu Le, and they were also at level 50, but they were no match for Chen Feng at all. In my opinion, Chen Feng should be able to withstand at least level - 55 pressure," Dai Mubai spoke again, his tone carrying an undeniable certainty. It was as if in his eyes, Chen Feng had long surpassed the limits of ordinary soul masters and reached a new height.
When Soul Douluo Zhi Lin heard the evaluations of Chen Feng from the Shrek students, his surprise was almost palpable in his eyes.
He thought he already had some understanding of Chen Feng's strength. After all, the story of Chen Feng single - handedly defeating the Royal Fighting Team had already caused quite a stir in the soul - master world.
However, he clearly underestimated the potential of this young man when it came to his ability to defeat a real Soul King.
Shocked in his heart, Zhi Lin recalled Chen Feng's sharp, sword - like gaze and his calm and composed demeanor, and couldn't help but marvel secretly.
A young man not even fourteen years old was actually able to defeat a Soul King. This was almost an unimaginable miracle in the soul - master world.
In an ordinary small city, like Notting City, it might not even be possible to find a single Soul King in the whole city. Chen Feng's strength had far exceeded that of his peers, and even many adult soul masters couldn't match it.
A flash of determination passed through Soul Douluo Zhi Lin's eyes. He decided to personally test Chen Feng's strength.
He took a deep breath, and the soul power in his body, like a ignited flame, rapidly increased in temperature until it reached the level of 50.
This soul power, as fierce as a tempest, swept towards Chen Feng, attempting to explore the limits of this young soul master.
However, in the face of this surging soul - power pressure, Chen Feng still looked relaxed.
His figure was straight and upright, like an unshakable mountain. Despite the wind and rain attacking, it remained firmly standing.
His eyes were calm, as if what was being exerted on him was not the heavy pressure of level 50 but just a trivial breeze and drizzle.
This scene shocked Zhi Lin even more. He couldn't help but wonder where the limit of this young man in front of him was.
On the side, the two members of the Education Committee saw this and exchanged a look. Their eyes were filled with an incredible light.
Although they held high positions and had seen countless talented soul masters, this was the first time they had seen someone like Chen Feng, who could easily face the soul - power pressure of level 50 at such a young age.
Chen Feng's performance not only shattered their expectations of the abilities of young soul masters but also made them start to wonder how astonishing a height this young man would reach in the future.
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