Douluo Jueshi: Picking up Firefly at the Beginning

Chapter 290 The Swelling Fat Man

Ma Hongjun unleashed the Phoenix Meteor Shower, and those huge fireballs, with a scorching heat that could burn everything, rushed into Wang Xiaolei's Sea of ​​the Dead like meteorites falling to the ground.

In an instant, the entire Sea of ​​Death was like a burning pool of oil, instantly turning into a raging sea of ​​fire.

Raging flames raged in this area of ​​only ten meters in diameter, illuminating the originally eerie and strange sea of ​​​​the dead with a bright red glow. The purple-black light flickered and swayed continuously under the impact of the flames, as if making its last struggle.

Taking advantage of the fierce fire and the enemy's chaos, Ma Hongjun made a prompt decision. Flames burned violently all over his body, and he turned into a dazzling human-shaped fireball, rushing into the Sea of ​​​​Death like lightning.

He knew very well that in terms of total soul power alone, he, a Soul King, was far inferior to Wang Xiaolei, a Soul Emperor.

In this situation of huge disparity in soul power, the only way to win this battle is to fight quickly and decisively, not giving the opponent a chance to breathe.

The extremely hot Phoenix True Fire tightly wrapped around him, like a layer of indestructible armor.

The flames, with their scorching heat, gradually dispelled the cold and gloomy aura emanating from the Sea of ​​Death.

Although the coverage area of ​​the Sea of ​​Death was only ten meters in diameter, and Wang Xiaolei had already retreated to the edge on the other side, as soon as Ma Hongjun stepped into it, he immediately felt a bone-chilling chill rushing towards him, and his whole body went cold.

At the same time, he heard the shrill roar of a vengeful spirit. The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, causing his soul to tremble, as if it would leave his body and float away at any time.

Not only that, the evil frost was like countless icy tentacles, madly invading his body.

These frosts carry evil power, attempting to freeze his body and soul, turning him into another cold soul in this sea of ​​​​death.

Under the interference of this evil force, Ma Hongjun's speed slowed down a lot in an instant. Although the Phoenix True Fire in his body tried its best to protect him from the erosion of evil spirits, facing such a strange and powerful negative force, his actions were inevitably greatly hindered.

"Hehehe!" At this moment, Wang Xiaolei let out a creepy laugh.

His laughter was like the cry of a crow in the middle of the night, full of endless eeriness and weirdness. It echoed in this sea of ​​​​the dead filled with fire and evil breath, adding a bit of horror to the atmosphere.

"Fool, your biggest mistake was entering my Sea of ​​the Dead. Enjoy it, this is the Death and Decay of the Sea of ​​the Dead."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Xiaolei suddenly raised his hands above his head with exaggerated and twisted movements. As he moved, patches of purple-black light, centered on his body, quickly spread like a spider web to every corner of the Sea of ​​Dead Souls.

In an instant, the horrifying breath of death was like a surging tide, hysterically covering Ma Hongjun all over.

That breath contained endless despair and the power of death, as if it wanted to completely wipe out all life in the world.

Once, Wang Xiaolei used this move to kill two Soul Saint-level warriors at the same time in a fierce battle.

The two Soul Saints were unable to fight back against the power of death and decay in this sea of ​​dead souls, and eventually tragically became the main souls of his Death Whip.

Recalling the bloody past, Wang Xiaolei's heart was filled with pride and arrogance. At this moment, he looked at Ma Hongjun trapped in the Sea of ​​​​Death, his eyes flashing with greed and expectation.

He was extremely looking forward to seeing what kind of even more terrifying form his beloved Death Whip would evolve into after Ma Hongjun was completely killed by him and that powerful soul was conquered by him.

Today's sky is covered with dark clouds. The thick clouds are like a huge lead plate, pressing heavily on the earth.

For the evil soul masters, such weather is a godsend and a great opportunity for them to show their skills.

Especially for Wang Xiaolei, this dark and humid environment is like a stage tailor-made for him, which allows him to maximize his strength.

If it were a sunny day, the bright sunshine would greatly restrain his power, and his strength would be greatly reduced. He would not even be qualified to represent the team in the game. He could only sit silently on the bench and watch his teammates fight.

At this moment, in this sea of ​​​​death shrouded by evil forces, Wang Xiaolei firmly believes that he is the strongest.

In his fantasy, Ma Hongjun was already a fish on the chopping board, at his mercy. He seemed to have seen Ma Hongjun's soul being stripped away and integrated into his own whip of death. The scene made him extremely intoxicated.

As a Soul Emperor-level warrior, Wang Xiaolei still has basic judgment in combat.

He knew very well that although the Phoenix Flame that Ma Hongjun possessed was powerful, his cultivation was still more than one level lower than his.

If Ma Hongjun had not seen through his weakness at the beginning of the battle and adopted a tactic of charging and attacking fiercely, disrupting his rhythm, Ma Hongjun would probably have been played around by him and defeated.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun, who was trapped in the Sea of ​​Dead Souls, had his movements greatly restricted and no one could get close to him.

In Wang Xiaolei's opinion, there was no possibility for Ma Hongjun to turn the situation around in this situation. It was just like when playing chess and his opponent was "riding on the face by a flying dragon". Victory was already a foregone conclusion. He really couldn't think of any other way for Ma Hongjun to turn the tide.

However, what happened next was beyond Wang Xiaolei's expectations. He saw that Ma Hongjun's face not only did not show any fear, but instead a hint of playfulness emerged. This smile was particularly glaring in such a tense battle situation, and it made Wang Xiaolei feel inexplicably uneasy.

Wang Xiaolei was stunned, his brain working rapidly, and then he seemed to realize something was wrong. He suddenly lowered his head and looked anxiously at his feet.

This sight made his pupils shrink suddenly. He saw that at his feet, an originally inconspicuous golden bracelet was now emitting an increasingly strong light. The light was dazzling and dazzling, as if it was accumulating some kind of terrifying power.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely loud phoenix cry suddenly rang out, breaking the oppressive and gloomy atmosphere of the Sea of ​​​​Death.

Along with the cry of the phoenix, the focusing bracelet exploded with a loud bang. A powerful energy wave spread out from the bracelet to the surroundings, and a bright phoenix that seemed real and illusory suddenly rushed out from the light of the explosion.

This bright phoenix exudes a sacred and pure light, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding sea of ​​​​death filled with evil aura.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolei discovered with horror that he had completely lost control of the situation.

He tried to mobilize his soul power and recall the power of Death Decay and Sea of ​​Undead, but found that these two powerful soul skills were like wild horses that had broken free from their reins and were completely out of his control.

An unprecedented fear spread in his mind like a tide, causing his heartbeat to accelerate suddenly and his hands and feet to become cold.

He only felt that his soul seemed to be undergoing some strange changes, and he had a feeling of floating and sublimation.

Everything around, illuminated by the bright phoenix, turned into a golden haze, blurry and illusory.

"boom--"

A deafening roar sounded like thunder, and the bright phoenix instantly rushed into Wang Xiaolei's body.

Immediately afterwards, the Phoenix of Light exploded in his body, transforming into a dazzling golden ball of light that slowly rose from his body.

At this moment, Bupo Douluo Zheng Zhan finally reacted as if waking up from a dream, and rushed forward hurriedly to pretend to rescue.

But before he could get close, the golden ball of light on the ground suddenly burst out with extremely strong light.

A huge golden beam of light with a diameter of thirty meters shot up into the sky. The light illuminated the entire stadium and hurt people's eyes.

Although this golden beam of light was majestic, it lasted for a very short time.

In just less than two seconds, it flourished and faded like fireworks, slowly dissipating into the air.

As the golden light column disappeared, Wang Xiaolei's body also disappeared without a trace. His disappearance seemed more silent than Geely's earlier exit.

No one even saw how he disappeared, as if he had never appeared on this field.

The huge stadium fell into silence again, and everyone was stunned by the sudden change.

No one expected that Ma Hongjun, who was about to fall into a desperate situation, could achieve a shocking turnaround in such a short time, and killed Wang Xiaolei in such a clean and neat way, so fast that people didn't even have time to react.

In the gradually fading golden light column, Ma Hongjun's figure slowly appeared.

At this moment, his face was slightly pale, which was a trace left by the previous fierce battle and excessive consumption of soul power.

However, even so, there was still an extremely proud look on his face, as if defeating his opponent was a very easy thing.

After all, it is not an easy task for a Soul King to successfully kill an evil soul master at the Soul Emperor level.

Although this victory was due to his unexpected self-destructing light-gathering bracelet and the assistance of Huo Yuhao off the court, a win is a win, and the result is indisputable.

Recalling the previous battle in which Dai Huabin defeated the stronger one with the weaker one, Ma Hongjun felt even more proud.

Unlike Dai Huabin, he not only won the victory, but also seemed to still retain considerable fighting power and did not suffer any serious injuries.

In contrast, Dai Huabin almost lost half his life in that battle. In comparison, Ma Hongjun undoubtedly performed better.

Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun became more and more proud and happy, and his whole body swelled up a little.

(End of this chapter)