Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 221 A Thank You and Invitation from Shui Bing'er

The dome of the Heaven Dou Grand Arena cast dappled sunlight. Ling Qianyao raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sun and yawned.

Below, the Divine Wind Academy and the Blazing Fire Academy are locked in a fierce battle.

Although it is still in the qualifiers stage, neither side has fielded their full seven-man squad yet, but instead has sent out some reserve players.

However, Feng Xiaotian and the Huo Wu siblings made their appearances much earlier. Both academy teams were well aware of each other's formidable strength, even during the preliminary rounds.

They also plan to reveal their core strengths first, to give the opponent a shock, and at the same time warm up for the real tough battles to come, so that the players can get used to this high-intensity competitive rhythm in advance.

It must be said that Feng Xiaotian, wearing a cyan team uniform with silver thread embroidery, is tall and slender, and even somewhat handsome.

"Fire Dance, why don't you two admit defeat? I can't bear to hurt girls, especially you, a girl as beautiful and unique as me."

Feng Xiaotian dodged Huo Wushuang's fiery attack with a flash, and then circled around to Huo Wu's side, a gentle smile on his lips.

Huo Wu's pretty face was frosty, her eyebrows raised, and she shouted, "Stop spouting nonsense, Feng Xiaotian, do you really think you've got our Blazing Fire Academy figured out?"

"What an annoying fellow, always haunting me! Third Soul Skill—Fire Resistance Ring!"

In an instant, flames suddenly rose around Huo Wu, and a blazing ring of fire exploded outwards from her center.

"Whoa! Third Soul Skill, Gale Wings!"

A look of surprise flashed in Feng Xiaotian's eyes. Suddenly, a pair of huge cyan wings unfurled from his back, and he shot into the sky like an arrow, avoiding the scorching ring of resistance fire.

He looked down, taking in the entire situation, and sighed, "Fire Dance, I'll put you last. You know, the last thing I want to do is hurt you."

As he spoke, Feng Xiaotian headed straight for Huo Wushuang. Between his fingertips, he flicked out three sharp blades, each about a foot and a half long, gleaming with a blue light.

Huo Wushuang hastily erected a fire barrier with his own magma, but it was torn open by the wind blades, leaving three cracks. He was hit in the right shoulder and blood flowed out.

It must be said that in sparring among ordinary Soul Masters, those with the ability to fly have a huge advantage, especially against an opponent like Feng Xiaotian who combines speed and strength.

Turning back mid-air and swooping down, in Feng Xiaotian's eyes, Huo Wushuang was probably full of flaws.

After landing a successful attack, Feng Xiaotian did not pursue the enemy but instead went to the other team members, putting more pressure on the Blazing Fire Academy and eliminating some members first.

Huo Wu looked up at that figure, biting her lip and clenching her fists.

"Feng Xiaotian! You damned bastard, I'll skin you alive sooner or later! Fourth Soul Skill—Fire Dance of the Sun!"

She raised her hands above her head, and a huge white ball of fire gradually condensed. Feng Xiaotian's self-righteous act, which he thought was for Huo Wu's good, did not increase her favorability at all, but instead completely enraged her.

"Fuck——"

A burning meteor, carrying a world-destroying momentum, chased after Feng Xiaotian. It was a lock-on technique, and Feng Xiaotian, who had no way to counter it, could only withstand it head-on, otherwise he would waste more soul power.

"puff--"

His figure fell from the air, and Huo Wu seized the opportunity to unleash her first two soul skills.

Her delicate fist, wreathed in blazing flames, slammed fiercely towards Feng Xiaotian.

Although Feng Xiaotian was trying his best to dodge, the "Fire Dance Sun" attack had just caused his blood and qi to surge, making his movements a little slower.

"Ah—you shouldn't hit someone in the face, Fire Dance sister—"

"You pervert, stalker, filthy simp, die!" Fire Dance responded to Feng Xiaotian with an even fiercer attack, her anger burning fiercely. Ling Qianyao's lips twitched at the sight of this ferocious fighting style. This Feng Xiaotian was quite something; clearly having a crush on someone, he insisted on acting like a simp.

I've had a crush on him for so long, but I still don't know what kind of person he is.

The incredibly powerful and arrogant Fire Dance detests being looked down upon and being self-righteously "protected."

If someone her age could defeat her head-on, subdue her, and convince her with absolute strength, she might start to see her in a different light.

To reiterate, the "warm guy" who always treats a girl like Huo Wu with weakness and misplaced gentleness will only backfire.

However, it might be very effective on Shuiyue'er. She's a looks-obsessed and love-struck person. If she's pretty enough, a little gentleness might just make her fall for him.

Of course, given her personality, it's more likely that she'll marry into the family along with Shui Bing'er.

Ling Qianyao glanced at the situation on the field, then turned and left the rest area, ready to end his daily check-in.

Feng Xiaotian is still hiding his strength and has not yet used his self-created soul skill. However, the outcome of this battle is already predictable, and Shenfeng Academy will still win.

Strangely enough, this guy had the talent of having full innate soul power, but he spent several years immersing himself in creating his own soul skills. Although he succeeded, he also wasted a lot of his golden period of cultivation.

At 20 years old, one becomes a Soul King; this is the watershed moment in the cultivation speed of two Soul Masters.

However, in the original story, after the finals of the Spirit City competition, this guy actually advanced to the Soul Emperor within 5 years, and his cultivation speed was much faster than during his previous golden age.

Either it was the enlightenment brought about by his self-created soul skill and a deeper level of control over his martial soul that allowed him to unleash his full potential, or this guy's talent is truly terrifying.

"Tap—"

As Ling Qianyao stepped out of the contestant passage of the Great Soul Arena, a figure in light blue emerged from behind a pillar.

Shui Bing'er twirled the ends of her hair with her fingertips. Today, she was not wearing the standard battle robe of Tianshui Academy, but instead wore an elegant light blue dress with a silver ribbon tied around her waist, outlining her slender figure.

Her figure wasn't the best Ling Qianyao had ever seen, but it was the most well-proportioned, with everything just right.

"Did you enjoy watching the battle just now?" Shui Bing'er looked at her clothes from side to side and asked with a slight blush on her pretty face.

"It's alright," Ling Qianyao smiled and nodded. "Your outfit today is quite eye-catching."

"Thank you," Shui Bing'er said, her cheeks slightly flushed. "A new teahouse called Snow Mist Teahouse has opened in the east of the city. Would it be convenient for you to come along?"

Ling Qianyao was slightly taken aback, and a wisp of spiritual power quietly gathered in his eyes as he looked towards a distant location.

Behind the other pillars, several blue figures could be vaguely seen jostling around, seemingly trying to hide themselves, but appearing somewhat flustered due to the limited space.

"Don't move, I can't see anymore."

"Oh dear, I should be the one to witness Bing'er's first time."

"He's so handsome." Shuiyue swallowed.

Ling Qianyao's lips twitched. What are these guys doing?!

"May I do this as a way of thanking you for your advice last time?"

"How could I refuse Miss Bing'er's invitation?"

(End of this chapter)