My attack on Douluo can explode attributes

After Tylenol's two arm joints were removed, his body lost his balance and fell to the ground with a plop.

"You smashed this pit, and you should discuss it with the college."

Chen Feng said faintly, he inadvertently merged the sphere of attributes on the ground, and then looked at Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing and others: "Let's go in."

Tyrone came over to help Tylenol up, and Tylenol's injury was not a major problem. As long as the joint was reset, it would be fine without using too much effort for a few days.

Xiao Wu smiled triumphantly: "Taylon, now you know we are great, even if you call your grandfather over, you won't be Feng Brother's opponent."

Chen Feng, Tang San and others walked into the academy. Chen Feng suddenly asked, "Huo Miao, is your martial spirit a cat?"

Huo Miao was still a little scared and didn't dare to speak, Xiao Wu walked over and held her hand, smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, we won't do anything to you."

Huo Miao whispered: "My martial soul is a cat, but it has mutated."

Chen Feng said, "Can you let us see it?"

Huo Miao nodded slightly, a faint black light was released from his body, and a black'kitten' appeared behind her.

"Is this a cat?" Xiao Wu was taken aback for a moment.

The black'kitten' is really too small, not as big as an adult's slap, and doesn't look like a cat, but its skinny appearance is more like a mouse.

"Meow--"

The black'kitten' made a meow, which made everyone confirm that it was a cat.

"It should be a bad mutation," Tang San said.

"It's not necessarily a bad mutation. Sometimes Wuhun mutates in a good direction, but it does not have enough energy. This will happen." Chen Feng said. According to his judgment, Huo Miao's situation tends to be the latter.

"Brother Feng, is there any way to help her?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, perhaps because Wuhun is a cat, and she has a natural affection for Huo Miao.

"What is your innate spirit power level?" Chen Feng asked.

"Half level." Huo Miao said embarrassedly.

"What is your current spirit power level?" Chen Feng continued to ask.

"Level nine, when I was nine years old, my spirit power was already level nine, and now it's almost ten years since I still can't break through level ten." Huo Miao said sadly. If she could become a soul master, her destiny might not be so. tragic.

"If your Martial Spirit really mutates in a good direction, as long as you break through the tenth level bottleneck, your future cultivation will definitely advance by leaps and bounds." Chen Feng said.

Just like a master, after breaking through the 30th level of the bottleneck, the cultivation speed in the future will be much faster.

Compared with the master, Huo Miao has another advantage, that is, she is still young.

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Huo Miao's mood did not improve. If there was a way to break through the tenth level, she would not be trapped in this state for ten years.

"Little San, do you have a way to help her break through the tenth level bottleneck?" Chen Feng asked.

Tang San thought about it seriously, and finally took out a black herb from the Ruyi Hundred Treasure Bag, and said, "This herb is named Youyue Devil Ling Grass. Although it is not a fairy, it is extremely consistent with her attributes. It should help her break through the tenth level bottleneck."

"That's easier." Chen Feng nodded and took the Youyue Demon Ling Grass.

"Can it really help me break through the tenth level?" Huo Miao said excitedly.

"Can you succeed? I'll know after a try." Chen Feng smiled, and then handed the Youyue Demon Ling Grass to Zhu Zhuqing: "You first take her to your dormitory to wash it, change her clothes, and then put it on. Give it to her."

"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.

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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Sitting on the sofa in the hall, Ning Rongrong kept shaking his slender calf, his small mouth was so loud that he could hang the soy sauce bottle, and he looked very unhappy.

She has been back for a long time, but her father Ning Fengzhi is still missing.

Opposite Ning Rongrong, an old man with a haggard face was slowly sipping tea. The old man had a very strange figure with an amazingly large skeleton, but he had very little flesh.

This withered old man is just another titled Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, Gurong Bone Douluo.

"My little princess, don't be angry. Your father is probably coming back soon." Gu Rong put down his teacup and said with Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong jumped off the sofa, ran to Gu Rong’s lap and sat down, raised his hand to grab the gray hair on Gu Rong’s head, and said coquettishly: “I don’t care. I’ve been out for so long and finally came back, Dad. But he's not here. Did he avoid me deliberately? Grandpa Bones, you have to be my master."

Gu Rong couldn't laugh or cry: "My little princess, don't toss the dead grass on your bone grandfather's head anymore, otherwise I will become a bald head and will be made fun of by your slut grandpa sword. I'll call you the shots, how can I do it, is there anyone in the sect who dares to offend you?"

Ning Rongrong said: "I don't care, anyway, when my dad comes back, he must send me some good things, Grandpa Bones, you have to help me when the time comes."

Gu Rong nodded helplessly for the few remaining hairs on his head.

Ning Rongrong said happily, "I knew that Grandpa Bones was the best."

At this moment, an elegant voice came in from outside: "I heard that our little witch is back. Where is it? Come out and let Dad see."

When Ning Rongrong heard this voice, he greeted him with excitement, but immediately realized that he was still angry, so he hurriedly turned around with a small face.

Ning Fengzhi strode into the hall and said, "Girl, why turn your back to Dad, you have been out for almost a year, Dad thinks you are thinking too tightly."

Ning Rongrong turned around and said angrily: "Miss me? You wish I was not at home."

Ning Fengzhi stretched out his hand to hug his daughter, but who knew that Ning Rongrong turned around, avoided, and threw himself into Chenxin's arms: "Grandpa Jian, people want you to die."

Chen Xin said spoiledly: "My little princess, grandpa misses you too."

Ning Rongrong raised his head: "Really?"

Chen Xin said sternly: "Of course it is true. If you don't believe me, ask your bone grandfather."

Ning Rongrong's eyes rolled, with a touch of sly in the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "But Grandpa Bones told me just now that he is a little bit more than you think me."

"He fart, obviously I want you more." Chen Xin said angrily.

"You just fart." Gu Rong stood up fiercely, staring at each other without fear.

"Not convinced? Find a place to go heads-up." Chen Xin said with a chest out.

"Go, go, I'm afraid you won't make it." Gu Rong said.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, you've been fighting for a lifetime. Rong Rong just came back today, so forget it." Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.

"Humph!" Chen Xin and Gu Rong snorted coldly at the same time.

Ning Rongrong smiled and said, "Two grandpas, I have a way to prove that one of you misses me more, and you all give me a gift. Whose gift I like more is whoever misses me more."

"Uh-" Chen Xin and Gu Rong glanced at each other, thinking at the same time how this trick was again.

Ning Feng chuckled and said, "Well, Rong Rong, stop making trouble, who said that Dad doesn't want you, but Dad prepared a gift for you."

"What gift?" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up suddenly.