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

Chapter 35: First test of Shura's power, fear of death, shock!

Dai Chengfeng couldn't believe his eyes.

He only vaguely felt familiar with the names of the previous books, but the one called "Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique"...

He knows it too well!

The random cloak hammer method, on the surface it is just a casting technique that involves continuous hammering, the purpose of which is to drive out impurities in the metal.

However, this is also a self-created soul skill.

And the source is Haotian Sect.

The actual combat effect is that the power of the attack can be temporarily accumulated at one point, and the power of each hammer will be stronger than the previous one. Finally, after reaching ninety-nine eighty-one hammers, it will be released in one breath.

As for the final book title...

Dai Chengfeng should have been even more excited. After all, the Great Sumeru Hammer was the Haotian Sect's unique skill, and coupled with the profound meaning of the Exploding Ring...

It may be a bit of an exaggeration to say that it is the most powerful self-created soul skill in Douluo Continent.

But if you add the title of "one of", it is definitely well deserved!

However, Dai Chengfeng was a little puzzled. After all, the title of the book was "Record of the Great Sumeru Hammer Technique", which was obviously not a soul skill, right?
"But even so..."

"The Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique is clearly a spirit skill of the Haotian Sect. How could Father have it?"

With doubts, Dai Chengfeng stepped forward and took the tray from Ying San's hand.

"Do it!"

At this moment, Ying San looked at Dai Chengfeng who was close to him and suddenly shouted.

Then he grabbed Dai Chengfeng's wrist and said, "Your Highness, the Fourth Prince, please forgive my rudeness!"

"His Majesty is concerned about your safety and has ordered us to come and escort you back to the palace."

As he spoke, the Shadow Killing Guards behind Ying San also rushed up and surrounded Dai Chengfeng.

Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng put the books on the tray into his ring and smiled at Ying San, "Escort?"

"I think it's an escort!"

talking.

Dai Chengfeng turned to look at Zhu Fan, "Uncle, the wind is strong! Hurry!"

Ying San looked at Dai Chengfeng, who still wanted to escape and refused to give up, and said confidently, "Your Highness, I advise you to give up resistance."

"You are now captured by me. Even if Commander Zhu Fan is a Soul Douluo, there is absolutely no way he can take you away. If you don't obey, let's fight..."

"is it?"

However, before Ying San could finish his words, Dai Chengfeng's lips curled up into a smile.

next second.

A ray of dark, extreme and pure Shura power that even sunlight could not illuminate, pointed from Dai Chengfeng's fingertips to Ying San's arm.

Danger! !! !!

Danger! !! !!

Danger! !! !!

At this moment, Ying San's hair stood on end and his back felt cold. A strong sense of danger attacked his brain. It was a soul master's instinctive warning of danger, and his soul seemed to tremble.

This moment.

He let go of Dai Chengfeng without hesitation, and retreated suddenly, a full ten feet away.

When he landed, his face was pale and cold sweat kept rolling down, soaking his clothes.

At that moment, he seemed to truly feel that if he did not let go of His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, the shadow of death would instantly loom over him.

Looking at Ying San who was retreating madly with fear in his eyes, Dai Chengfeng couldn't hide the smile on his face and nodded with great satisfaction.

It’s worthy of the power of Shura!
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Even if it's just a wisp, a Soul Emperor-level expert wouldn't dare to touch it!"

At this time.

A gust of wind blew and directly brought Dai Chengfeng out of the encirclement.

"Commander Ying San is sorry, please tell my father and mother that I will be careful and safe."

"And if all goes well..."

"When I return, I will bring a Titled Douluo with me!"

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan had disappeared from the spot, leaving only Dai Chengfeng's voice echoing in the air.

And watched the two of them disappear.

Ying San lowered his head and looked at his hands in disbelief, his eyes still filled with lingering fear.

"What did the Fourth Prince do just now?"

Thinking back to the time just now when his hair stood on end, his spine went cold, and every cell in his body told him that danger was imminent...

"Gudong~" Ying San swallowed subconsciously, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes again.

"Chief, why did you just let the Fourth Prince go?"

At this time, a Shadow Killer Guard stepped forward and asked Ying San in confusion.

Ying San shook his head. "You don't need to know. I will report this to His Majesty."

Done.

Ying San couldn't help but look again in the direction where Dai Chengfeng disappeared, exclaiming, "Your Highness the Fourth Prince, you really make this minister curious!"

"What kind of soul skill is this..."

"You've surpassed so many levels, yet even a Soul Emperor like me feels the death threat that penetrates deep into my bones?"

After a while, Ying San regained his composure and shook his head.

Recalling the order His Majesty had given me, [If possible, try your best to bring that little bastard Chengfeng back to me.]

If I really can't bring them back, then forget it. But no matter what... I must give all those spirit skills to Cheng Feng. This will lay a foundation for him, making it easier for him to comprehend his own spirit skills in the future.

"Now that Zhu Fan and His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince have discovered us, it seems there will be no reward if we continue to pursue them."

Thinking of this, Ying San waved his hand and said, "Return to the palace."

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In the Star Forest.

Zhu Fan and Dai Chengfeng ran all the way, the wind whistling past their ears and their clothes rustling.

Until about two hours later.

The two of them made sure they had completely gotten rid of the tail before they stopped to rest under a big tree.

At this moment, Zhu Fan looked at Dai Chengfeng, unable to suppress his curiosity any longer, and asked impatiently, "Chengfeng, what did you do just now? How could you scare Ying San like that?"

"He's a Soul Emperor-level expert, and you're only a Level 24 Great Soul Master?!"

Dai Chengfeng smiled when he heard this.

He raised his hand and moved his fingertips lightly, and the power of Shura condensed out again, emitting a heart-pounding aura of killing and destruction.

"that's it!"

At this moment, Zhu Fan's body instinctively tensed up and a sense of danger surged in his heart.

If he didn't believe that his nephew would not hurt him, he would have wanted to take a few steps back.

After all, this energy is extremely strange.

"This... what kind of power is this?"

"It's so terrifying. I've never felt such an aura before."

Zhu Fan looked at Dai Chengfeng with shock in his eyes and asked stutteringly.

Dai Chengfeng waved his hand lightly, and the Shura power dissipated in the air, leaving only a faint black and red mist.

"Naturally, it's the power I gained through cultivation."

Dai Chengfeng didn't explain too much. It wasn't that he didn't believe Zhu Fan, but the power of Shura was too great.

After all, he was a god, and a god-king, and it was he who refused to believe in becoming a god...

If even a little bit of information is revealed, it will cause a huge uproar on the entire continent, so it is better to keep this matter to yourself.

"I might be the first mortal on Douluo Continent to choose to reject the opportunity to become a god, right?"

Dai Chengfeng smiled and shook his head.

On the other side, Zhu Fan did not ask any more questions, but looked at Dai Chengfeng with admiration in his eyes.

"Chengfeng, you are simply a monster!"

"He's only level 24, yet he's able to cultivate such terrifying power. Even a Soul Douluo like me finds it dangerous."

As he spoke, he walked forward and patted Dai Chengfeng on the shoulder, "In time, you will become the most powerful person on this continent!"

"Uncle is counting on you!"

Dai Chengfeng smiled and said, "Uncle, let's camp here and rest today."

He was now particularly curious: were the books on the tray truly self-created soul skills, or were they just fakes?
Thinking about this, Dai Chengfeng took the tray out of his ring.

At this moment, a pink envelope fell out from it, "Huh?"

"Who left this letter?"

(End of this chapter)