Chapter 2 Chapter Jedi Shadow Palace

"Building No. 6, Boys' dormitory."

The dormitory building was lined with green trees on both sides, with a square in front and behind, and a large interval between buildings.

Walking into it, standing in front of the staircase, his right foot stepped hard and his body leaped, landing steadily on the corner of the second floor.

"This is the feeling of being full of power."

Ning Feng's high school entrance examination results, speed 25m/s, nerve reaction A level, strength 996kg, belonging to the strongest level under Soul Master in the examination.

Pressing the fingerprint verification, he walked into the dormitory.

The room was about fifty square meters, four multi-functional bed cabinets and tables and chairs, there were names posted on the bed cabinets, besides the three of them, there was also a roommate named Lin Ming.

There were books about Soul Masters on the bed cabinets.

Ning Feng walked to the bed with his name on it, hung up his clothes neatly, and no one was there, so he leaned back on the futon and took a nap.

Without realizing it, he entered dreamland.

Wow!

It was as if a cloud, holding himself up, drifted forward in an endless sea of clouds.

"Dreamland?"

Ning Feng felt that it wasn't, and he looked around carefully.

Clouds converged in front of him, and an atmospheric palace rose up in flat clouds.

Above the palace were three big words: Jedi Shadow Palace!

Ning Feng stood on the platform in front of the palace, he was as small as dust in comparison.

The three words "Jedi Shadow Palace" suddenly shone brightly, and a ray of light black light spilled down, converging into Ning Feng's hands.

The feeling of intense pain was extremely real.

An ethereal voice came from the depths of the palace, "This technique, 'Ghost Hand', is driven by Psi Energy."

The voice caused Ning Feng's soul to tremble and his consciousness to fall into darkness.

...

"Hm?"

Ning Feng sat up with a blank expression.

It was already dark outside.

"Ghost Hand?"

Ning Feng looked at his right hand thoughtfully, "This is real."

There was a faint strange energy in the center of his palm, as he raised his hand and made a beeline for the bookshelf, he could feel a strand of invisible energy extending from his palm, touching a book down.

"Taking things out of the air? A ghostly hand that comes out of thin air?"

Ning Feng was surprised, what was this marvelous ability?

He tried again, but the Psi Energy was no longer in his palm.

"Driven by Psi Energy... How could I replenish Ghost Hand without Psi Energy?"

Nowadays, it was the world of Soul Master. Soul Skill dominated everything. What was Jedi Shadow Palace on earth?

A series of question marks were in Ning Feng's mind.

"Ning Feng?"

Wang Peng and Zhao Dalang pushed their way in and turned on the lights in greeting.

Seeing his good brothers from his previous life, Ning Feng collected his thoughts and his stoic face revealed the first smile after being reborn.

"Why are you dressed differently today? I thought it was someone else." Wang Peng was surprised.

"A change of style." Ning Feng responded.

"By the way, Ning Feng, there's something I need to talk to you about." Zhao Dalang stepped forward and arched his hand, "I want to challenge you and prove myself by defeating you!"

Ning Feng was slightly stunned, then asked with a smirk, "How do you want to fight?"

Zhao Dalang scratched his head, "We'll fight in the class battle tomorrow, if you win I'll obey you, if you lose it means I'm bully."

"Zhao Dalang, why are you challenging Ning Feng?" Wang Peng was puzzled, "Tomorrow is the placement test, we have to fight the break-in battle, randomly assigning rings to us, multiple people competing for fewer slots, dividing the class according to the elimination system, the higher the ranking the more basic credits we get, MCMS University's credits are very important, you'd better wait for private in the challenge, right? Don't affect your grades."

"I..." Zhao Dalang uttered for two seconds, "The girl I like likes him, so I'm going to challenge him, but I'm going to keep my hands off, I'm not going to hit him hard, I'm just going to spar when I come across him."

Ning Feng, "..."

It seems that there are some stories happening to Dalang during this vacation.

Wang Peng shook his head, "There are more than 5,000 people, you may not be able to meet him."

"We'll talk about it when the time comes, it's time for me to eat Chinese herbal sauce and replenish my nutrients." Zhao Dalang scratched his head and returned to his bed, taking out a small canning jar, opening it and taking a big bite.

The door to the dormitory was pushed open and in walked a relatively white, small-eyed man dressed in a designer label.

"Lin Ming, you're back." Wang Peng greeted.

"What's that smell?" Lin Ming swept his gaze around, "No, Zhao Dalang, what are you eating? The smell is so strong. Why are you eating it in the dormitory?"

"I Didn't smell anything. He's eating Chinese herbal sauce, supplementing nutrition." Wang Peng said.

"If you want to replenish your nutrients, then eat Boxthorn Leaf." Lin Ming frowned and said, "What kind of weird stuff are you getting, this isn't your dorm alone."

Zhao Dalang sulked, Boxthorn Leaf originated from Sinkhole World. It has high nutritional effectiveness, but is too expensive.

He closed the lid on the herbal sauce and fanned himself with his clothes.

"God damn it." Lin Ming walked to the window and opened it, saying, "Wang Peng, why don't we switch beds? It's good to lean against the window for ventilation. I have a feeling that he would eat that herbal sauce all the time. I can't stand that pungent flavor."

Wang Peng hesitated for two seconds, "Okay."

"Then hurry up and clean up, I'm tired and want to lie down."

Lin Ming sat and waited for Wang Peng to tidy up, he shot a look at Ning Feng.

"Huh?"

Lin Ming's eyes fixed on Ning Feng's watch, he looked envious and jealous, "Isn't this a Lauren A-series watch? It costs 2.3 million dollars. Is this authentic? Can you show me?"

Ning Feng didn't raise his head and paid no attention.

Lin Ming skimmed his mouth and thought, "What a condescension."

Ta!

Zhao Dalang lit a cigarette, he was used to using smoke to dissipate the bitterness of the herbal sauce.

"Dalang!"

Lin Ming was instantly dissatisfied, "Please go outside if you're smoking, okay? How many times do I have to tell you before you pay attention? This is a dormitory, not your home."

"Oh, right, right, I forgot, sorry."

Zhao Dalang smiled and got up to leave.

Ning Feng's face was stoic, his gaze swept over Lin Ming as if he was not thinking, he put down his book and followed him out.

Walking up to Zhao Dalang, he extended his hand, "Give me one."

Zhao Dalang hesitated slightly, "Uh, My cigarettes don't taste particularly good."

He pulled out the white box of Hongta.

Ning Feng shook his head and smiled, "It's not the flavor that matters."

Zhao Dalang handed out a cigarette and looked at his watch, "This watch is really expensive."

Ta!

Ning Feng exhaled a column of smoke, "A friend gave it to me."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"I think you're pretty good, but I still want to challenge you tomorrow." Zhao Dalang muffled his voice.

Ning Feng nodded, "That's fine."

Zhao Dalang leaked out a pure smile, "Well then, I'm the one who came here specially recruited because of my strength, so you have to be careful."

"I'll show you mercy if I come across you." Ning Feng lightly patted his back, stubbed out his cigarette, and returned to the dormitory.

Zhao Dalang scratched his head and lit another cigarette, finishing it and returning to the dormitory to go to bed.

"Soul Skill training is weekday practice, I just don't know how to obtain it."

Ning Feng lay back against the bed, holding a book in his hands as he pondered, "Soul Star learning to become Soul Skill, and then makes a Soul Master, and for Soul Skill, the high school teacher didn't say a word about it, and we have to wait until tomorrow when the classes are divided to learn it step-by-step."

"It seems that MCMS University is just the beginning, practicing Soul Skill to become the strongest among Soul Masters."

A loud snoring sound suddenly entered his ears.

Ning Feng listened to the snoring and felt affectionate.

But some people couldn't stand it.

"Oh my god."

Lin Ming sat up violently with a disgusted look on his face and exclaimed, "Damn, how come the school arranges everything for everyone. Zhao Dalang you keep your voice down!"

"Huh? Who called me?" Zhao Dalang raised his head in confusion.

"Classmate, you're snoring too loudly, affecting my rest!" Lin Ming said in an accountable manner.

"Ohhh, sorry about that."

Zhao Dalang sat up and scratched his head.

"Man, I really can't take it anymore. If you can't control your snoring you should hurry up and change dorms."

Lin Ming said in a raw voice, lying down and facing the wall.

Zhao Dalang just kept sitting, looking lost, the dormitory became quiet.

Ten minutes later.

"Zhao Dalang, go to sleep, we have to fight tomorrow." Wang Peng whispered.

"Ah, I, I'm not sleepy. I'll go have a smoke first."

Zhao Dalang gently got out of bed and went out, only to come back after more than half an hour.

Seeing Lin Ming asleep, he got into bed, covered his head with the quilt and lay on his side, trying to avoid snoring.

At this time.

Ning Feng expressionlessly put the book back into the cabinet and turned off the desk lamp.

He glanced at Lin Ming, an evil fire in his heart, ''Dalang, in my last life, you resisted a fatal stab for me and became a vegetable, in this life when we get together again, I won't let you guys suffer in aggravation.''

Before his eyes closed, what leaked out from that slit was a cold aura, like a vicious wolf that had set its sights on its prey.