In the training hall.
The scene of Ling Feng's two-meter-long stone arm holding Shi Yifeng's neck became completely useless, no matter how he resisted.
This scene was engraved in everyone's mind and couldn't be removed.
The child of the earth was restrained by someone's stone arm and was suspended in the air, unable to move. How embarrassing was this!
Ling Feng pursed his lips, his face full of helplessness. "So weak yet still so arrogant. Go home and eat more celery. It'll refresh your breath!"
These words almost made Shi Yifeng faint from anger.
Shi Yifeng tried his best to resist, but Ling Feng's soul clone was only at the level of an S-rank, and he had even transformed two more times than the others.
In a sense, it was already higher than an SS-rank.