Douluo Jueshi: Picking up Firefly at the Beginning

Chapter 288: Focusing Bracelet

Under the effect of evil frost, the stronger the opponent is, the longer they may resist. On the contrary, the weaker one may be completely controlled in an instant.

At this moment, the fifth soul ring on Wang Xiaolei's body was already lit up.

Because of the death of his teammate Jili, he had no intention of showing mercy. Although there was no camaraderie among evil soul masters, he couldn't help but feel angry because of the grief of the rabbit.

Under the tense gaze of the crowd, the purple-black light on Wang Xiaolei's raised right hand became increasingly intense, so intense that it almost swallowed up his entire arm.

The light was so dazzling that it hurt people's eyes, as if it was going to break through the sky. A sound like the wailing of a resentful spirit came from somewhere on the entire competition stage. The voice was low and miserable, as if crying out endless pain and injustice, echoing in every corner of the stadium, making people feel cold.

Even the powerful Indestructible Douluo Zheng Zhan couldn't help but look gloomy at this moment. With his strength, he naturally would not be afraid of Wang Xiaolei's soul skill.

Zheng Zhan has been active in the world of soul masters for many years. He has seen all kinds of scenes and encountered all kinds of opponents. However, at this moment, he can clearly feel that the ability displayed by Wang Xiaolei contains an extremely strong aura of resentful spirits.

Relying on his rich experience, Zheng Zhan secretly estimated that this aura of resentful spirits was brought by at least hundreds of living lives!
Thinking of this, a trace of disgust flashed in Zheng Zhan's eyes. In his opinion, Wang Xiaolei was simply a cold-blooded executioner who would do anything to pursue power, killing innocent people, imprisoning and torturing their souls to enhance his evil abilities.

Zheng Zhan was born in the Sun-Moon Empire and has close relations with the royal family. He holds a very important position in the empire, but even so, he has no good feelings towards these evil soul masters.

At this moment, he even secretly thought in his heart that if possible, he sincerely hoped that Ma Hongjun from Shrek Academy could kill Wang Xiaolei in one fell swoop in this game.

If such a situation really occurs, he, as a referee, will definitely not intervene. After all, such an evil soul master deserves death.

"Ah!" A sharp scream pierced the tense and oppressive atmosphere of the stadium. Wang Xiaolei suddenly exerted force on his raised right arm and swung it down fiercely.

In an instant, a purple-black whip suddenly shot out from his raised right hand like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

The long whip drew a strange arc in the air, and the front end pointed straight at Ma Hongjun, whose movements were restricted by the evil frost. With a shrill whistling sound, it lashed out swiftly.

This is Wang Xiaolei’s powerful fifth soul skill - the Whip of Death.

This soul skill is extremely evil. If the opponent is unfortunately hit by this whip of death, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Not only will the victim be immediately and mercilessly eroded by the breath of death, their body functions will decline rapidly, and their vitality will be as shaky as a candle in the wind. What is even more terrifying is that they will also be madly attacked by the terrifying resentful spirit breath contained in this whip of death.

Those vengeful spirits will rush towards the opponent's soul regardless of everything, constantly gnawing and tearing it apart, until the opponent's own soul is completely assimilated and turned into one of the vengeful spirits.

The practice process of the Death Whip Soul Skill is equally cruel and bloody. It is not an ordinary thing, but requires a large number of resentful spirits to be sacrificed.

The whip of death in Wang Xiaolei's hand has more than two hundred vengeful spirits attached to it. So many vengeful spirits gathered together, giving this fifth soul skill an extremely powerful power. Even many strong people who have reached the level of a seven-ring soul saint may not be able to withstand this extremely powerful whip of death easily.

You should know that not all souls can be made into vengeful spirits. If you want to obtain a powerful vengeful spirit, the conditions are extremely harsh.

Only those human souls who harbored deep resentment in their lives or endured immense fear at the moment of death are qualified to become materials for refining the Whip of Death.

In order to collect enough vengeful spirits that meet the requirements, Wang Xiaolei has committed countless heinous crimes in secret.

He searched for his targets everywhere and used all kinds of cruel means to kill innocent people. Countless families were broken and countless lives were lost due to his evil deeds.

Although Zheng Zhan, the Unbreakable Douluo, was well aware of the evil of the evil soul master, he still greatly underestimated the severity of Wang Xiaolei's sins.

In fact, the number of lives ended at Wang Xiaolei's hands has already exceeded four digits. It is a road of sin piled up with lives.

The purple-black whip was like a black lightning, rapidly passing through the air. As the whip was swung, countless shrill screams suddenly rang out in the air. These sounds seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, full of pain and despair.

This sound was not an ordinary sound, but contained an evil force, spreading outward in a single direction from the competition stage. The invasion of this sound alone made the audience who were closer feel dizzy and dizzy.

They only felt that their souls were about to leave their bodies and drift towards the unknown dark abyss.

After the game, the audience who were affected by the evil sound fell seriously ill when they returned home, suffering great physical and mental trauma.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun stood still in the arena, as if he had been completely contaminated by the evil frost and had lost the ability to resist.

Faced with the whistling whip of death, he seemed to be in a desperate situation. He could do nothing for a moment and could only watch the deadly whip getting closer and closer, and the shadow of danger gradually enveloped him.

Just when the terrifying whip of death, with its chilling aura, was about to fall heavily on Ma Hongjun, something unexpected happened.

In an instant, an extremely strong red light burst out wildly from Ma Hongjun's body, like a volcanic eruption.

The red light came extremely suddenly and violently, as if the power that had been accumulated for a long time finally erupted at this moment.

The icy blue aura that symbolized evil and had previously attached to Ma Hongjun instantly burst like fragile bubbles under the impact of the red light, and quickly spread to the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, in the shocked gazes of everyone, a palm burning with blazing flames suddenly stretched out from the light. The flame took on a strange and fiery color, emitting incomparable high temperature as it jumped and flickered.

The fire palm grabbed the purple-black whip that was coming towards it with incredible precision.

This series of events happened too quickly, from the sudden appearance of red light to the flaming palm grabbing the whip, but in just a short moment, the atmosphere of the entire arena instantly changed from extremely tense to astonishment.

Everyone stared with wide eyes, looking at the scene in disbelief. They originally thought that Ma Hongjun was doomed, but they did not expect that he would burst out with such amazing strength to fight back at this critical moment of life and death.

"Ah--" A shrill scream, as if coming from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, spread wildly along the purple-black whip.

Everyone could clearly see that around Ma Hongjun's palm, which was tightly grasping the whip, a large amount of scorching flames overflowed like surging waves. Each rippling flame seemed to have life, and within it were faintly distorted human faces.

These human faces struggled in pain, and then gradually disintegrated in the air. At the same time, wisps of purple-black mist rose up and swirled wildly in the air, making the atmosphere of the entire stadium even more gloomy and terrifying.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaolei became furious and let out a series of fierce roars.

In order to refine this whip of death, he put in a lot of effort, spent countless time and energy, and even did all kinds of cruel things for it, torturing himself to the point where he was neither human nor ghost.

For him, this Death Whip is not only a powerful weapon, but also a symbol of his strength and the result of his hard work.

However, at this moment, under the impact of Ma Hongjun's extremely hot Phoenix True Fire, the Whip of Death was suffering unprecedented damage.

Even the slightest damage would be an unbearable loss for him.

However, Wang Xiaolei is indeed a man of deep scheming. Even in such a critical moment, he still maintains amazing calmness.

In a flash, he did not choose to hastily retract the Whip of Death, but instead shook his right wrist violently.

In an instant, the death whip that was originally caught by Ma Hongjun turned into a nimble snake, winding towards Ma Hongjun's neck at a strange angle, at such a fast speed that people were caught off guard.

At this time, Wang Xiaolei acted very cautiously because he clearly saw the shining soul ring on Ma Hongjun's body.

This means that Ma Hongjun is currently under the blessing of some powerful soul skill, and any rash action will only bring him trouble.

But Wang Xiaolei was not someone who would sit and wait for death. He quickly came up with his own plan to deal with the situation.

The sixth soul ring on his body suddenly burst out with dazzling light. The light was a deep and strange black, as if it contained endless evil power.

At the same time, balls of light of the same color lit up all over his body, enveloping him in a gloomy atmosphere.

As the light flickered, the large black cloak that had been covering his body finally collapsed under the impact of the powerful force and turned into countless pieces that scattered everywhere.

As many people had guessed before, when the black cloak no longer covered his body, Wang Xiaolei's creepy true face was revealed to everyone without reservation.

It turned out that he was just a white skeleton without a trace of flesh and blood. Only in the empty eye sockets, two dark red flames were jumping violently, as if they were the netherworld fire from hell, emitting a chilling breath.

On the surface of his white bones, there were patches of strange purple and black patterns. These patterns were like living things, faintly flowing with evil power, adding a bit of evil to him.

At this time, Wang Xiaolei raised his left hand and slowly pressed it on his right hand. With this action, the purple-black light suddenly seemed to have found a channel, and it continued to flow along his left hand towards the whip of death in his right hand.

In an instant, all the originally restless vengeful spirits seemed to feel the power injected by their master at this moment, and miraculously calmed down.

However, beneath this silence, an even more terrifying force was quietly gathering, and the terrifying breath of death, like a surging tide, was rushing towards Ma Hongjun frantically.

This is Wang Xiaolei’s sixth soul skill, Death and Decay, and it is also his most powerful soul skill.

Feeling the powerful breath of death released by Death Decay, Ma Hongjun's face changed slightly. He clearly realized that the Death Whip he was holding tightly was showing signs of trying to break free from his control.

Just as Ma Hongjun felt the whip of death breaking free and the situation became increasingly critical, an extremely loud phoenix cry suddenly resounded throughout the grand conference hall.

The clear and passionate sound of the phoenix instantly penetrated the tense and oppressive atmosphere of the stadium and reached every corner.

In Ma Hongjun's left hand, a simple and exquisite golden bracelet suddenly released a golden light so strong that it was almost dazzling.

The golden light was like a rising sun, instantly illuminating the entire arena.

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, golden light rapidly condensed, transforming into a lifelike golden phoenix. This golden phoenix exuded a sacred and solemn aura, and with a spread of its wings, it soared directly into the sky.

The golden phoenix soared up into the air and suddenly exploded without any warning.

In an instant, it was as if a small sun appeared out of thin air in the sky, emitting a dazzling light that was impossible to look directly at.

The light was like a sharp blade, piercing straight through the haze that filled the stadium.

The purple-black air currents that were originally rushing towards Ma Hongjun began to rapidly dissipate under the dazzling golden light as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

Under the illumination of the golden light, the purple-black mist was like ice and snow meeting a raging fire, dissipating into the air in wisps, leaving only a faint trace.

This is the light-type soul guide that Ma Hongjun carries on his body - the focusing bracelet. This soul guide looks small, but it contains huge energy.

It can transform the user's soul power stored in it into light attribute soul power, and burst it out all at once at a critical moment to fight against the enemy.

And the majestic golden phoenix of light just now was the powerful soul skill that came with the focusing bracelet.

The power of light released by this soul skill has a natural restraining effect on evil forces. At this moment, it is just used to deal with Wang Xiaolei's attack full of evil aura, and successfully resolves the crisis facing Ma Hongjun.

On the rostrum, Zhongli Wu snorted coldly and said, "You are indeed well prepared, but do you really think that the nemesis of our Holy Spirit Church is the Light?"

Obviously, the continuous stream of light-type soul guides that Shrek Academy produced also made him a little annoyed.

(End of this chapter)