Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 288 The Simp Feng Xiaotian

"You're welcome."

Ye Ling waved his hand and smiled.

Compared to Ye Ling's nonchalant attitude, the helplessness on Feng Xiaotian's face was so obvious that even a blind person could see it.

"I originally wanted to make a splash in this individual competition so that Huo Wu would think more highly of me."

Feng Xiaotian looked at Ye Ling and silently cursed his bad luck.

"But I never expected to run into this nemesis in the very first round."

As an academy member of the Tiandou Division, Feng Xiaotian had witnessed Ye Ling's strength firsthand.

Feng Xiaotian had absolutely no confidence in the young master of the Butian Pavilion, whose spirit rings were of strange colors.

"Although I know I am no match for Young Master Ye, surrendering without a fight is not the style of a Soul Master like us."

Feng Xiaotian took two deep breaths and said solemnly to Ye Ling.

Just kidding, Huo Wu is still watching from the audience!
If he were to admit defeat outright, he would probably lose all standing in Huo Wu's eyes.

"please."

Ye Ling gestured for Feng Xiaotian to proceed.

Although both are Soul Masters with innate full Soul Power, the difference between him and Feng Xiaotian is like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.

"That's offending!"

Feng Xiaotian let out a soft whistle.

A faint blue light suddenly surged from his body, and as the blue light spread, his body underwent obvious changes.

Besides becoming even more imposing and tall, a wolf's head suddenly appeared on his left shoulder.

The Gale Two-Headed Wolf is a mutated martial soul that is close to the top-tier martial soul.

To be honest, if Feng Xiaotian had focused all his energy on cultivation, his achievements would probably be much greater than they are now.

"Sister, how long do you think Feng Xiaotian can hold out against Young Master Ye?"

On the viewing platform, Huo Wushuang looked at Huo Wu and asked in a low voice.

"Who knows?"

Huo Wu shook her head, her beautiful eyes simply fixed on Ye Ling.

"If Young Master Ye were even slightly more serious, Feng Xiaotian wouldn't be able to withstand a single move."

"But given Young Master Ye's magnanimity, he'll at least let Feng Xiaotian use all his tricks before defeating him, right?"

Huo Wushuang frowned, and sighed as he looked at his sister.

"Little sister, Feng Xiaotian is actually not bad. Why don't you try accepting him?"

Huo Wu remained silent, simply staring at Ye Ling on the stage without uttering a word.

"I am twenty-four years old this year. Although I am not as talented as Young Master Ye, I am still a Soul Master with full innate Soul Power."

Feng Xiaotian's face suddenly became expressionless.

"But my current strength is the result of my hard work and accumulation. I would like to ask Young Master Ye for guidance."

"Game start!"

The referee's voice rang out at the opportune moment.

The Spirit Hall's referees were already fully aware that Ye Ling did not possess a Martial Soul or a Soul Ring.

A cyan light left a trail of afterimages behind Feng Xiaotian, and Feng Xiaotian arrived in front of Ye Ling almost instantly.

Ye Ling nodded slightly. To be honest, Feng Xiaotian's speed is quite outstanding among Soul Masters of the same level.

Feng Xiaotian's first spirit ring lit up, and ten semi-circular wind blades suddenly swung out from his wolf claws, hurtling towards Ye Ling with a piercing sound.

Ye Ling smiled but made no move.

However, the wind blades transformed into a harmless breeze the moment they touched Ye Ling's body.

After obtaining the true form of the Martial Soul, Ye Ling had completely mastered the power of the laws of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Compared to the power of these twelve laws, Ye Ling has rarely used the other soul skills attached to the soul ring.

Feng Xiaotian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of horror flashed across his face.

He didn't even know how Ye Ling neutralized his soul skill. And it wasn't just Feng Xiaotian; even Poseidon, hiding in the shadows, didn't know how Ye Ling neutralized Feng Xiaotian's soul skill.

"This child clearly doesn't possess the aura of being chosen by a deity, so what exactly is this power...?"

Poseidon murmured to herself, a hint of curiosity growing in her eyes as she looked at Ye Ling.

However, Feng Xiaotian still wanted to do his best, and his second and third spirit rings lit up at the same time.

A pair of enormous cyan wings unfurled from behind Feng Xiaotian.

With a single flap of his wings, aided by the wind, his figure soared upwards, rising dozens of meters into the air.

"Young Master Ye, what follows is my self-created soul skill, Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Combo, be careful!"

"Oh, that's interesting."

Ye Ling's face showed a slight interest.

Feng Xiaotian also used this soul skill in team competitions.

However, before it could unleash its full power, it was interrupted by Tang San.

If a soul skill can't even hurt Tang San, how could it possibly harm Ye Ling?

With the boost from his second soul skill, Feng Xiaotian's attack, defense, and agility all increased by 50%. Combined with his third soul skill, Gale Wings, his condition has reached its current strongest state.

With a long howl, Feng Xiaotian's body swooped down from mid-air.

There was no sound, but the edges of Feng Xiaotian's wings gleamed with a sharp light.

Ye Ling still didn't make any move.

Just as Feng Xiaotian's wings were about to touch him, he suddenly reached out and lightly flicked Feng Xiaotian's wings with incredible speed.

boom!
A crisp sound rang out from Feng Xiaotian's wings.

Feng Xiaotian felt a tremendous force coming from the edges of his wings, and his body was sent flying backward by this force.

"Is this the power and body of a human Soul Master?"

Feng Xiaotian cursed inwardly with a strange expression.

He now had a direct understanding of Ye Ling's strength.

Except for those with exceptional eyesight, no one else could clearly see what happened on the Soul Battle Stage.

Just as Feng Xiaotian approached Ye Ling, he suddenly staggered backward as if struck by a heavy blow.

Although he was retreating rapidly, Feng Xiaotian used the momentum to make a big turn in the air, and his wings slashed at Ye Ling again.

"Is that good enough?"

Having witnessed Feng Xiaotian's so-called self-created soul skill, Ye Ling lost interest in continuing the fight.

He let Feng Xiaotian's wings brush against his body, producing a series of metallic clanging sounds.

Click——! !

A crisp cracking sound echoed throughout the field.

Feng Xiaotian's wings, which seemed capable of easily splitting mountains and shattering rocks, instantly shattered into countless fragments the moment they touched Ye Ling's body.

"Is this body made of some kind of metal?"

Despite the waves of excruciating pain coursing through his body, Feng Xiaotian's expression was unusually strange.

"I surrender."

Feng Xiaotian, who was sent flying far away by the recoil from Ye Ling, shouted to the referee the moment he landed.

Pointless.

Ye Ling's strength almost exceeded Feng Xiaotian's imagination.

He wasn't the only one; many people on the viewing platform also looked surprised.

"I'm afraid even the bodies of ordinary 100,000-year-old soul beasts aren't as powerful as this Young Master Ye."

Another figure, also hidden in the shadows, murmured to itself.

"It seems I have no way to avenge Hao-di."

(End of this chapter)