Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 128 White Tiger Overlord Spear Second Form: Soaring High (Second update, please continue reading)
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Three dark blue whirlwinds suddenly rose from the ground, soaring straight into the sky with an unstoppable momentum.

The training ground below was swept up by a fierce wind, dust and sand flying everywhere...

Dai Chengfeng stood firmly in place, the wind whipping his clothes, his halberd in his hand like a stabilizing force, perfectly controlling this powerful yet agile power.

"It's done!"

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng's eyes were filled with surprise.

He could finally lie heavily on the bluestone floor of the training ground, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, and smiling.

"If the first move of the White Tiger Overlord Spear, City Destruction, is to gather all of one's own power to attack a single point and create an extremely powerful single-target attack that can be described as earth-shattering."

"Then this second move, Soaring High, truly means being able to take on a thousand men on the battlefield!"

Dai Chengfeng simply couldn't imagine how ordinary soldiers could possibly defend themselves against these three whirlwinds if no powerful expert intervened to shatter them.

Surrender? Wait to die!
"Even if it's someone with the same or even slightly higher soul power level than yourself, as long as you can't completely overwhelm them with soul power..."

"They will find it difficult to move an inch when faced with these three raging winds that carry the power of heaven and earth."

"White Tiger Overlord Spear Second Form: Soaring High, a soul skill with maximum group damage and control effects!"

After a while, Dai Chengfeng felt the increase and solidity of his soul power, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes again: "Through this enlightenment, my soul power has finally broken through to level 32."

"Extreme attributes, indeed difficult to cultivate!"

"Fortunately, I possess the Innate Skill, and leveling up every three months isn't too slow..."

"And the benefits are incomparable to those of ordinary Soul Masters!"

Dai Chengfeng slightly raised his hand, looking at his palm, which now contained almost twice the amount of soul power compared to before he awakened the ultimate gold.

"Although the quantity has increased little, the essence has undergone a tremendous change."

Dai Chengfeng knew perfectly well that without a solid foundation, even the tallest building is destined to be a castle in the air...

"If given a choice, I doubt anyone wouldn't want to become a Soul Master with limitless potential and the ultimate attribute!"

Dai Chengfeng laughed wearily, "No wonder I've been searching for this for so long..."

"Ultimate attributes, indeed powerful!"

The moonlight, like water, shone on Dai Chengfeng's face, which was covered in sweat but beaming with a smile. The night breeze gently rustled the trees in the wind.

In the distance, the occasional hooting of owls added to the tranquility and depth.

"This is just the beginning."

Dai Chengfeng took a deep breath of the cool evening breeze and murmured softly, his voice eventually fading away in the wind.

I don't know when, but I fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, the soft morning light gently fell on the training ground like a thin veil, and a new day began.

"Chengfeng, Chengfeng..."

"I've been looking for you for ages! How did you end up sleeping here? Did you catch a cold?"

Zhu Fan's urgent voice broke the morning's tranquility, waking Dai Chengfeng from his sleep.

"uncle……"

Dai Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes, still looking sleepy and tired. "I had been traveling for too long, and I was really exhausted yesterday, so I fell asleep without realizing it."

As Dai Chengfeng spoke, he lazily stretched.

"Uncle, why are you looking for me so early? Is something the matter?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fan's expression turned slightly serious, and he nodded, "There is something, Chengfeng."

His expression turned somewhat serious, and his gaze lowered slightly, as if he were considering how to phrase his words.

“Chengfeng, Zhu Yan has been concerned about the Dujiangyan project, even though he has not been in office for many years. Therefore, he has made arrangements and construction can resume in at most half a month.”

"He's quite thoughtful," Dai Chengfeng nodded in satisfaction. "Anything else?"

Judging from your expression, Uncle, it doesn't seem like it's all good news, does it?

"Hehe~"

Zhu Fan scratched his head, somewhat awkwardly, and said, "And another thing is..." "Chengfeng, let's kill Dai Xuan."

"Although this matter isn't a huge one, it's not insignificant either..."

"After all, he is the nephew of Dai Tian, ​​the Duke of the Star Luo Empire and the patriarch of the Overseer lineage, and is also the city lord of Wu'an City appointed by His Majesty."

"Therefore, I think we should discuss this matter with His Majesty, so I wrote a letter to my brother-in-law."

At this point, Zhu Fan's eyes flickered, and he looked at Dai Chengfeng somewhat guiltily, forcing a smile onto his face.

"Chengfeng, would you like to take a look at this letter?"

Seeing Zhu Fan's evasive eyes and unnatural expression, Dai Chengfeng stared at him intently without saying a word, his gaze filled with a hint of inquiry.

"Chengfeng, why are you looking at me like that? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhu Fan felt increasingly flustered under Dai Chengfeng's gaze, fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his voice became somewhat stammering.

"Besides the matter of killing Dai Xuan, there must be something else in the letter, right?"

Dai Chengfeng stared intently at Zhu Fan, his expression playful.

"no!"

Zhu Fan quickly shook his head, his smile becoming increasingly stiff. "How...how could that be? Hehe~"

He forced a laugh, trying to hide his guilty conscience, but he never dared to meet Dai Chengfeng's gaze.

Dai Chengfeng stared at Zhu Fan for a while longer.

Zhu Fan was sweating profusely as he watched, and began to wonder if he had been discovered.

'Has Chengfeng already figured out that I also wrote down his plan to kill Xu Guotao?'

'If such a major event occurs, there will definitely be violent upheaval throughout the court. If I don't warn His Majesty in advance, he won't be prepared at all, and I'll be finished...'

'Sigh, on one hand, I have to side with my nephew, and on the other hand, I have to be loyal to the empire and protect the Zhu family…'

'This is so hard for me!'

Just as Zhu Fan was so nervous and at a loss, and was about to confess,

Dai Chengfeng suddenly shook his head and interrupted, "Forget it, I'm not watching anymore."

Dai Chengfeng spoke in a calm tone, seemingly completely unconcerned about the contents of the letter.

"Really not watching anymore?"

Zhu Fan asked in a low voice, a hint of hope in his tone.

"Don't look at it."

After Dai Chengfeng finished speaking, he stood up, dusted himself off, and walked towards the backyard.

He was so exhausted yesterday that he fell asleep on the training ground, drenched in sweat. All he wanted to do now was take a shower and relax.

As for what else Zhu Fan wrote in his letter besides killing Dai Tian?
Dai Chengfeng didn't even need to guess.

After all these years of living and working together, he knew his uncle all too well.

How could Dai Chengfeng not see through Zhu Fan's little scheme? He just couldn't be bothered to investigate further.

After all, Zhu Fan was caught between himself and his father, the emperor, and also had to consider the Zhu family, since his father and mother were still there...

Dai Chengfeng understood how difficult it was for him.

Moreover, Dai Chengfeng believed that Zhu Fan knew how to make choices about what to say and what not to say.

Soon, Dai Chengfeng's figure had disappeared from the training ground.

"Phew, that was close!"

Looking in the direction Dai Chengfeng had left, Zhu Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, breathed a long sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced: "Luckily, Chengfeng didn't see it; I managed to keep it a secret..."

As he spoke, a hint of smugness even appeared on his face as he muttered to himself.

"My acting skills are indeed very good!"

Zhu Fan hummed a little tune and walked smugly toward the post station.

(End of this chapter)