Chapter 52 Strange Scale Armor
As the purple-black soul power light bloomed on Shen Feng's body, strands of purple-black lightning began to jump on his dark red skin covered with blood scabs.

The corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth rose slightly, and his heart finally relaxed.

"Soul power is overflowing. This is a sign of an impending breakthrough."

"Xiao Feng has already passed the most dangerous moment. What follows is the process of soul power transformation."

"Let's stand back a little and try not to disturb him."

Oscar nodded excitedly, took a few steps back cautiously, and stared at Shen Feng intently.

"Hmm~"

Suddenly, just when Zhao Wuji and Oscar thought the situation was settled, Shen Feng's relaxed brows suddenly furrowed, and a painful groan unconsciously came out of his throat.

As he sat cross-legged, his body suddenly spasmed violently. His chest suddenly straightened up, his entire upper body arched, his arms spread out unnaturally, his palms facing up, his ten fingers stiffened into claws, and he looked terrifying.

"Xiao Feng!" Oscar was shocked and called out urgently.

Zhao Wuji was also startled and his heart suddenly contracted. Could something go wrong again?

crackling——

Just as the two were surprised, a purple-black arc of electricity suddenly burst out from Shen Feng's body.

Immediately afterwards, electric arcs shot out, and amid a series of increasingly intense crackling sounds, the electric arcs quickly turned into lightning snakes as thick as thumbs, which wrapped around the surface of his body, wandering and dancing wantonly.

As the lightning snake danced, the blood scabs on Shen Feng's body were constantly shattered and peeled off, turning into powder in mid-air.

Suddenly, an abnormal black light flashed on Shen Feng's body surface, and under the illumination of moonlight and electric light, it just happened to be reflected into Oscar's eyes.

"Teacher Zhao, what do you think that is?"

At Oscar's call, Zhao Wuji quickly discovered the abnormality in Shen Feng.

At this moment, Shen Feng seemed to be in great pain. His body kept twitching. Fine beads of blood broke through his skin again and soaked all his clothes.

"Ho~ho~"

Painful roars continued to come from his throat, and Shen Feng's body kept spasming in agony.

The next moment, a large number of black spots began to reflect from Shen Feng's body. Countless black scales pierced his skin, reflecting strange light under the moonlight and electric light.

"What is that? Scales? Armor?" Zhao Wuji exclaimed.

At this time, Shen Feng's body was covered with black scales of different sizes, almost covering his entire body.

Even a few fine black scales appeared on both sides of Shen Feng's cheeks.

A large number of black scales of various sizes and shapes, crisscrossed or neatly arranged, magically formed the appearance of a suit of armor on Shen Feng's body.

Under the moonlight and electric light, the black armor exudes colorful and strange colors, giving people an indescribable weird feeling.

When all these scales grew out, Shen Feng's body suddenly relaxed, his painful expression gradually subsided, and the lightning snakes that were roaming on his body also retracted and returned to Shen Feng's body.

"Dragon spirit possessed? Isn't Xiao Feng's spirit the Thunder Blade? When did a dragon spirit appear?"

Looking at Shen Feng's strange appearance at this time, Zhao Wuji suddenly thought of the Dragon Martial Soul Master.

Oscar shook his head: "No, there is no dragon horn on the head, it should not be possessed by the dragon martial spirit."

"Also, Mr. Zhao, look at the scales on Xiao Feng's body. Do they look like those on a bull dragon?"

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment. He looked at the Niu Long lying on the ground and it was already cold. Then he looked at Shen Feng who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and covered in black scales.

"You know what, they do look alike."

"Isn't it the Dragon Martial Spirit, but the Ox Dragon Martial Spirit?"

Oscar was speechless, staring at Zhao Wuji in amazement, not knowing what to say for a moment. Zhao Wuji laughed and said, "It's just a joke, to ease the atmosphere."

Rolling his eyes at Zhao Wuji, Oscar said in a serious tone: "Teacher Zhao, this is not funny at all."

Zhao Wuji sighed, looking a little helpless: "Xiaofeng's current situation is indeed beyond my understanding, or it can be said that Xiaofeng has been constantly refreshing my understanding."

"800 years for the first ring, 2700 years for the second ring, and now 8000 years for the third ring."

"To be honest, even if you say now that Xiao Feng is the transformed form of a 100,000-year-old dragon soul beast, I won't be surprised. I will even admit it directly. Yes, yes, yes, look, the scales have grown out."

"Uh" Oscar was suddenly speechless. For a moment he really couldn't find a way to refute Zhao Wuji's words.

After all, he sometimes felt that Shen Feng was too inhuman.

In the entire Douluo Continent, is there any great soul master who kills a Soul Master like killing a chicken?
Is there any other soul master like Shen Feng who can absorb soul rings beyond his level?

If Shen Feng's appearance was not extremely similar to Shen Rui and Lingna, Oscar might have suspected that he might be the incarnation of a hundred thousand year old soul beast.

Zhao Wuji looked at Oscar and laughed, "Don't think too much. We can't figure out what's happening to Xiaofeng, let alone his other secrets."

"He's about to wake up anyway. If you're really curious, why not just ask him when he wakes up?"

"Asked me what?"

Suddenly, Shen Feng's voice was heard, which immediately alarmed Zhao Wuji and Oscar who were not far away.

Oscar didn't bother to talk to Zhao Wuji anymore. He turned around and looked at Shen Feng with surprise: "Xiaofeng, you're awake! How do you feel?"

Shen Feng slowly stood up, and suddenly a series of explosions came from the bones in his body.

After moving his hands and feet a little, Shen Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, full of strength, this suffering is not in vain."

"Especially the buttocks, which are still intact."

Reaching out and pinching his butt, Shen Feng was stunned. Why was it so hard?
I pinched it again, not believing it, but it still felt wrong.

Looking down at his hands, Shen Feng was shocked.

"Fuck, why did I mutate?"

It was not until then that Shen Feng was surprised to find that his body was covered with black scales.

Shen Feng took out a mirror from his wristband and looked at the black scales on his body for a long time. In the end, he couldn't suppress his inner excitement and laughed wildly.

“Hahahaha, hahahaha, destiny is in my hands, destiny is in my hands!!”

Seeing Shen Feng suddenly go crazy, Oscar and Zhao Wuji were stunned where they were. They looked at each other and saw deep confusion and a hint of worry in each other's eyes.

"Xiao Feng, are you okay?"

Hearing Oscar's shout, Shen Feng gradually calmed down his excitement and said with joy on his face: "It's okay, what can happen to me?"

"Now, I can easily defeat ten Soul Lords at once."

Zhao Wuji took a breath and said, "Xiao Feng, you never lie. You didn't lie this time either, right?"

Shen Feng smiled confidently, took out a steel knife from his soul guide, and stabbed it hard into his chest.

Ding——crack——

In a flash, the tip of the knife hit the scales on Shen Feng's chest. An extremely violent purple-black electric current was instantly triggered, knocking the steel knife in his hand away.

"With just this set of lightning armor, the Three Rings Soul Master can't break my defense at all."

"The only way for them to defeat me is to find a way to drain my soul power before I kill them all."

(End of this chapter)