I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 262: Brothers' Conflict

"Oh, is it so?"

Lu Feng had a playful smile on his face as he looked at Tang San with a teasing look.

"As expected of the protagonist of the original novel." Lu Feng sighed in his heart.

Although he lost the immortal herb that he was supposed to obtain, he unexpectedly obtained a hundred thousand year soul bone ahead of time.

He reached level 60 spirit power at the age of 20. Looking at the entire continent, except for himself, Tang San's talent is indeed top-notch.

What made Lu Feng even more concerned was that Tang San had been ambushed in the Blue Silver Forest and should have died on the spot, but he inexplicably appeared in the Slaughter City.

If I hadn't intervened, I'm afraid this guy would have obtained the realm of the God of Death like in the original book.

"It seems that there is someone secretly controlling Tang San behind the scenes." Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Could it be the Asura God?"

The soul power around Lu Feng began to surge, and the powerful pressure made the air around him become heavy.

He casually raised his left hand, and a faint golden soul power gathered in the palm of his hand.

This action seemed casual, but it made Tang San's muscles tense instantly. Feeling this pressure, Tang San suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Could it be that Lu Feng is the prince's man?
"Lu Feng, what are you hesitating about? Xue Qinghe poisoned Emperor Xue Ye. He is such an unfaithful and unjust person. For the future of the Tiandou Empire, we must eradicate him!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky. After a violent explosion, Xue Qinghe and Yu Xiaogang's incarnation Luo Sanpao appeared at the same time, and the two sides fought on equal terms.

The six-winged angel spirit is a god-level spirit. Even with a spirit power of level 70, it can still fight against an ordinary Titled Douluo.

However, the quality of the Golden Holy Dragon is not inferior to it at all.

Even with the added power of the two Soul Douluos, the Golden Holy Dragon still had the upper hand.

At this time, Xue Qinghe sneered: "Tang San, you keep saying that I poisoned Emperor Xue Ye, but that's just your one-sided statement. Now that you have forced your way into the palace, I think you are the real rebels!"

As he said that, he turned to Lu Feng with a smile on his face: "Brother Lu is invited by me, do you think he will believe your nonsense?"

"What?!"

Tang San widened his eyes in shock and looked at Lu Feng in disbelief.

"Lu Feng, is what he said true?"

Just as he finished speaking, Tang San suddenly remembered that in the Soul Master Competition a few years ago, Lu Feng represented the Tiandou Royal Team II, and Xue Qinghe was the manager of Tiandou Academy.

Could it be that since then, Lu Feng has been on the side of the prince?
"Damn it!" Tang San's eyes flickered, but his heart was in a complicated situation.

In the City of Slaughter, it was Lu Feng who saved his life.

This kindness made Tang San struggle in his heart.

However, not long after, Tang San took a deep breath and quickly became resolute.

As the saying goes: People with different ideals cannot work together.

Since the two chose to support different princes, this battle was inevitable.

Tang San's face showed no emotion, and he shouted at Lu Feng: "Lu Feng, why are you helping the tyrant!"

"Tang San, ah Tang San," Lu Feng frowned, his voice like a sigh, "You are still so naive. Are the evil deeds of Xue Beng, who has robbed women and oppressed the people over the years, nobler than Xue Qinghe?"

"Although Xue Qinghe may not be a good monarch, people will die if they are compared with others, and goods will be thrown away if they are compared with others." Lu Feng said jokingly.

"Damn, what nonsense is this guy talking about!" Xue Qinghe couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard that.

Hearing this, Tang San clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.

The last trace of hesitation in his eyes disappeared, and he said sternly, "Lu Feng, there is no point in saying more! Since you are stubborn, let me wake you up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his third and fifth soul rings lit up at the same time, his body suddenly swelled, his muscles bulged, and his arms became more than twice as thick.

The Clear Sky Hammer brought up a black light, and powerful soul power fluctuations swept around - it was the starting move of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique.

"Lu Feng, take this! Today I will let you see what the world's best weapon spirit is!"

With the support of six ten thousand year soul rings, Tang San burst out with all his strength at level sixty-three. He was confident that even a Soul Saint who activated his martial soul's true body would find it difficult to resist this attack.

Although this move was only the first strike, he not only did not hold back, but instead used 120% of his strength.

"boom!"

Amid the violent shock waves, the violent air waves rolled up the stone slabs on the ground, causing gravel to fly and smoke and dust to fill the air.

When the dust settled and Tang San saw the scene clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"How can this be!"

Lu Feng was seen holding the Clear Sky Hammer in one hand, with golden light flowing around him, and his aura was somewhat similar to that of Xue Qinghe in the air.

The Clear Sky Hammer is wrapped in dark soul power, and its overbearing aura is suffocating.

However, Lu Feng blocked this inevitable attack with just one hand!
What's worse is that Tang San wanted to continue swinging the hammer, but found that his rhythm was completely disrupted.

An invisible soul force hindered his movements, and a sudden pain in his calf forced him to subconsciously take a step back, and the momentum of the Clear Sky Hammer instantly dissipated.

"My Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique was actually interrupted directly?" Tang San's heart was filled with shock.

At the same time, Yu Xiaogang also noticed the abnormality here.

"Soul Douluo!" His voice trembled, and he looked at the eight soul rings surrounding Lu Feng in horror.

In mid-air, the body of the Golden Holy Dragon trembled violently and almost lost its shape.

"What!" Flanders and Liu Erlong also noticed Lu Feng's abnormality.

Especially the most shocking ones, the last two spirit rings.

All soul masters know what the glaring blood-red color represents - a hundred thousand year soul ring!

At this moment, the battle in the entire palace seemed to have been paused, and everyone was shocked by this astonishing scene.

"When did this monster appear?" Xue Qinghe's eyes were full of disbelief.

Although he knew that Lu Feng was gifted, he never expected that his strength had surpassed his own.

The seventh soul ring is at the one hundred thousand year level. In Xue Qinghe's opinion, no one else can do this except that woman.

"Tang San, Brother Feng is very happy that you came to spar with him. But I don't like the tone of your voice." Lu Feng said jokingly.

Then, he shook his wrist, and Tang San felt an unrivaled force coming, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"boom!"

His body fell heavily to the ground dozens of meters away, raising a cloud of dust.

"hateful!"

Tang San struggled to stand up, his eyes full of horror. His chest rose and fell violently, and the blue hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat and stuck to his pale cheeks.

His right hand tightly grasped the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer, his knuckles turning white due to excessive force. The pair of purple devil pupils burned with stubborn flames, but deep in the pupils, there was a subtle wavering.

From childhood to adulthood, the two of them have had at least eight hundred competitions, if not a thousand.

But Tang San had never been like this before, he couldn't even take on Lu Feng's move.

At this moment, Lu Feng's figure suddenly blurred for a moment.

Tang San's Purple Demon Pupil suddenly shrank, and he rolled sideways almost instinctively.

With a slight "hiss" sound, a cut about an inch deep appeared on the ground where he was standing, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.

"So fast!" Tang San's heart was shocked.

Even with the dynamic vision of the Purple Demon Pupil, he could only catch a residual image.

Tang San's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. He didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if he reacted a little slower. "Good reaction." Lu Feng's voice came from all directions, as if there were dozens of him talking at the same time.

Tang San took a deep breath, and the Xuantian Gong circulated rapidly in his meridians.

He slammed the Clear Sky Hammer to the ground, and a strong shock wave spread out in a circular shape.

“Found you!”

At the moment when the shock wave was reflected, Tang San's body was as fast as lightning, and the Clear Sky Hammer swept towards the right rear with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening sound of collision, Tang San flew backwards once again. His body hit a stone pillar heavily, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"How is it possible?" Tang San struggled to stand up, the shock in his eyes was beyond words.

His knuckles were broken and blood was dripping down the handle of the hammer.

He used all his strength in that attack just now, but it was like hitting a mountain.

Lu Feng lightly brushed off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, "Tang San, what's wrong? I still like your unruly look at the beginning."

"hateful!"

Tang San clenched his fists tightly.

He felt his vision blurry and he blinked hard, swallowing the fishy-sweet taste rising in his throat.

“Must. Create opportunities.”

Tang San calculated quickly in his mind.

He deliberately made his breathing more disordered, and his left hand pretended to casually stroke his waist.

This subtle movement, of course, did not escape Lu Feng's eyes.

"Want to use hidden weapons?" A hint of amusement flashed in Lu Feng's eyes.

He deliberately exposed a flaw and his right shoulder slightly dropped half an inch.

It's now!

Tang San's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his left hand swung out like lightning.

Twelve bone-piercing nails shot out like flowers scattering from the sky, each one aimed at Lu Feng's vital points.

At the same time, the Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand suddenly flew out, drawing a perfect arc in the air.

"Disarrayed Cloak, Wind Blowing Willows!"

This is a change of tactics created by Tang San himself, integrating the hidden weapon technique into the Clear Sky Hammer Technique. The bone-piercing nail blocks the movement, and the flying hammer is the main attack, the two work together seamlessly.

But Lu Feng smiled.

His figure suddenly split into three, and the three figures made different movements at the same time: the one on the left raised his hand to block the flying hammer, the one in the middle dodged the hidden weapon by moving sideways, and the one on the right rushed directly towards Tang San's body.

"phantom?"

Tang San's Purple Demon Pupil was spinning frantically, but he couldn't tell the real from the fake.

But soon, Tang San's eyes became firm again: "No, it's all true!"

His right hand instantly turned white jade, wrapped in a strong soul power. A dark, glowing needle-shaped hidden weapon quietly appeared between his fingers.

"Lu Feng, you forced me to do this!"

A cold light flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he used his Xuan Tian Gong to its full potential, and all the soul power in his body poured madly into the hidden weapon.

"go!"

The pitch-black hidden weapon was shot out silently, distorting even the light wherever it passed.

The third ranked hidden weapon of the Tang Sect's inner sect is the Soul-Hunting and Life-Taking Yama's Note!

The Yama Post is a deadly poison with no antidote. Even if one cuts off the limbs the moment the poison needle enters the body, it will not stop the poison from spreading instantly.

This hidden weapon was made by Tang San with the help of the power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, by collecting poison.

There is only this one in total.

As the saying goes: If the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to keep you alive until five o'clock?
No one has ever survived under the Yama's letter, not even Tang San himself has the possibility of detoxifying.

Tang San was very reluctant to use this hidden weapon on his brothers.

In Tang San's mind, apart from his father and teacher, Lu Feng is the person closest to him.

But Tang San knew that he only had one chance.

If he failed, given the difference in spirit power between the two sides, he would definitely be the one to die. Apart from the King of Hell's Note, Tang San couldn't think of any other weapon that could break Lu Feng's defense.

"laugh--"

The Yama's letter flew towards Lu Feng rapidly.

"very good."

Lu Feng's voice turned cold, and the teasing in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by a dangerous seriousness.

He raised his right hand, palm up.

A ball of golden flame appeared out of nowhere and attached to Lu Feng's body. A miniature phoenix could be vaguely seen hovering in the center of the flame.

The temperature around them soared instantly, and the stone slabs on the ground began to melt.

The strange black light on the Yama Post was visibly swallowed up when it approached the flame.

In just a breath, the Yama note turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

"This! How is this possible!" Tang San's eyes were full of shock.

Lu Feng joked, "Tang San, nothing is impossible. As the saying goes, one thing conquers another. My phoenix flame is the nemesis of all poisonous things."

Lu Feng's move of protecting his body with flames was performed through the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Spirit.

When the Five Elements Armor is combined, Lu Feng can not only use the abilities of five martial souls at the same time, but also, under the effect of the Five Elements' mutual generation, the power of the skills he displays is multiplied.

At this moment, Tang San sat limply on the ground, because he had no strength left.

Is the Yama Post so easy to use?
Concentrate the internal force at one point, just enough to reach the limit that the Yama Post can withstand, and then release it.

Only in this way can we ignore the defense.

No amount of protective energy could stop the attack of the King of Hell's Post, and that was the scariest thing about it. Coupled with its special technique, dodging was almost impossible.

However, in this world, things will eventually change.

Just as Lu Feng said, this fire is the nemesis of all poisons.

"Damn! I won't give in!"

Tang San was gasping for breath, his heart full of regret.

If he had known that Lu Feng’s soul skill was so overbearing, he would have used the Mother and Child Soul-Chasing and Life-Taking Gallbladder.

"Tang San, among all the opponents I have met, no one is better than you in terms of talent and hard work. But today..."

Lu Feng paused deliberately, his eyes full of teasing, "Your good luck ends here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce golden light burst out from his palm.

"bass!"

The golden light cut through the air like a blade, and the next moment, it directly hit Tang San's right arm.

(End of this chapter)