Douluo Jueshi: I can only explode the ring, all I can do is operate.

Chapter 22 This is the power of numbers!
Boom boom boom————

The boxing style is unrestrained.

On the ground, Wu Feng was crushed onto Ning Tian by Ning Wuque's domineering fist wind. This instantaneous movement prevented the latter from even releasing his soul skill, and he and Wu Feng collapsed to the ground.

They wanted to stand up, but Ning Wuque's fist followed closely behind!

Fists like city walls kept flashing in his eyes, and the strong wind pressure pressed Wu Feng, who wanted to stand up, to the ground again and again.

How can it be! how come!
Body, body, stand up quickly! Why? This is just the opponent's fist wind, Wu Feng, stand up quickly!
She frantically mobilized her soul power to resist, but it was useless! It was useless at all!

Ning Wuque's punches hit her limb joints, abdomen and chest precisely every time, crushing her from all angles!
Wu Feng's dragon eyes flashed with indomitable spirit, but soon turned into fear. She could not move or struggle anymore, and all the muscles in her body were extremely sore from being beaten.

Looking at the fists with afterimages flashing in her eyes, and feeling the powerful force and impact of the fists, she had no doubt that every blow from these fists was enough to take her life!
Below him, Ning Tian was under the least pressure, and the wind from his fist passed through Wu Feng's body and hit her slightly without causing much impact at all.

But she was only an auxiliary soul master, and she had no way of pushing away the witch wind on her body and rolling away. She didn't have enough strength, absolutely not enough!

"This kind of power..."

She tried hard to open her eyes and faced Ning Wuque who was waving his fist at them. She felt it, felt this power very clearly!

Less than ten seconds had passed before Wu Feng could no longer hold on under Ning Wuque Fanghai's deliberate suppression. Her clothes were covered with fist marks that nailed them to her skin.

The power of the fist weakened, allowing Ning Tian, ​​who had just been feeling a little breathless, to catch his breath.

But the big one is yet to come!
Swish swish————

The sound of air exploding came from their ears, and the stronger fist wind on both sides was like a cage, exerting greater pressure on the two of them, suppressing even their trembling instinct and making them dare not move at all!

On the ground, with Ning Wuque's final full-scale fire, a miracle like water dripping through a stone appeared in everyone's eyes.

With just the force of his fist, he cracked the jade bricks beside the two men, leaving tiny but noticeable marks!

"Ha ha--"

The torture lasted for a full half minute. Ning Wuque stopped and the sound of the wind in his ears disappeared. Ning Tian, ​​who had not suffered any harm, looked at the boy who put his fists away and stood upright in the sunset.

But soon, before he could say anything.

"Ha-ha-ahem!"

A pool of blood spurted out of his mouth and splashed onto Wu Feng's body. Then, Ning Wuque fell backwards weakly, like a hollowed-out scarecrow or a kite with a broken string, losing consciousness.

Swish!
In just a moment, Zhang Can, who was well prepared, flashed to the ring and caught Ning Wuque, who had completely released his soul power, and took out a bottle of medicine and quickly gave it to him.

"Quick, healing spirit master, quick!"

Without any hesitation, Zhang Can shouted loudly to the medical team.

Then he flashed and took Ning Wuque away from the scene to receive treatment.

“It hurts…it hurts so much…ow~”

Ning Tian was so frightened by the sudden scene that she was stunned. She only came to her senses when she heard Wu Feng whimpering in her arms.

At this moment, Wu Feng had already withdrawn from the state of being possessed by the martial spirit. He was in so much pain that tears were streaming down his face. He curled up like a cat and leaned against Ning Tian's arms, sobbing and whimpering.

Ning Wuque was measured in his attack, but he showed no mercy! Instead, he beat Wu Feng's body ruthlessly everywhere except for the vital parts! Most of her muscles were in pain!
"Ning Tian and Wu Feng versus Ning Wuque, Ning Wuque wins!" The belated verdict announced the winner of this battle. Anyone could clearly see that Ning Wuque had held back, by a huge margin!
Look at the stone bricks next to them. If that force hits their body directly, not to mention the fist, even the wind from the fist is not something Wu Feng can withstand. If he is hit for a long time, he will be seriously injured if not killed!
"He's... so amazing, so..."

Ning Tian hugged Wu Feng, recalling Ning Wuque's figure standing in the sunset in his mind. Even though he had overdrawn all his strength and soul power, he still stood on the ground like steel, upright and unyielding!
In the stands, most of the audience were unable to recover for a long time.

Many of them knew Ning Wuque, the adopted grandson of Elder Zhang Can, an ordinary martial arts soul master with a third-level innate soul power, a strange kid who started to "go crazy" after his martial arts soul awakened.

Today, he used one absolutely crushing battle after another to prove that his efforts were not in vain, and proved what it means that there is always a way out!
His strength, talent, willpower, and all his good qualities deeply shocked the elders who came to watch the ceremony, including the sect leader Ning Fengxiao.

"Zhang Can...got a good grandson, a great grandson!"

"How could I have such a dream that an ordinary one-ring soul master could burst out with the ultimate strength comparable to a top three-ring beast soul master?"

"Can hard work and talent really change your destiny?"

"Exploding the ring, the ninth level of Hell, exploding the ring with one's own body, gaining great power from death!"

Everyone was talking about it, and it took a long time for anyone to recover from the shock.

.........

"The familiar ceiling."

When Ning Wuque woke up again, he was already on the bed in his bedroom. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head, and the memory of the last decisive battle emerged in his mind.

Half a minute is not his limit, but the limit he can reach when he tries his best.

Normally, a thousand-year soul ring is enough to maintain his first stage for about seven minutes, after which he will be forced to exit the switch state of the Nine-Layered Hell Gate.

However, he didn't expect that the side effects of using this self-created soul skill for the first time would be so huge that he couldn't even say the last few pretentious words before he lost consciousness and fell down.

But it probably won't happen again in the future. His body has already adapted to the on/off state of the first level. The next time his soul power is exhausted, at most his whole body will be unable to move.

At least the consciousness will be clear.

"But... do I need to go through this kind of coma nine times in total? It really makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

Ning Wuque muttered to himself.

In fact, he knew very well that he might only fall into a coma eight times at most, and the ninth time... maybe he would never wake up again?
Unless he can obtain a treasure that can save his life, such as the Gold of Life!
"Wu Que, you're awake! That's great! The doctor said you've overdrawn your blood, energy, and soul power. I...next time, if something dangerous happens like this, I'll have to explain everything clearly. Got it?!"

"Grandpa... I understand. I didn't expect the side effects to be this severe. I overestimated myself. The price my spirit has to pay is at least three times the price my body has to pay!"

Ning Wuque nodded to show that he understood. At the same time, this tentative experiment gave him a huge amount of theoretical filling and room for change.

　I'll add another chapter because I've read over a hundred of them.

　　Here’s a rule: for every 100 new readers, the author will add one chapter, with a maximum of one chapter per day.

　　Because this book is very promising in the early stages, if readers can continue to support the author in the future, we will set a new rule to allow everyone to update the book more frequently after the reader reaches a certain level.

　　Of course, we can’t release too many new chapters during the new book period. If there are too many, we can only wait until the book is put on the shelves.

　　By the way, it would be better if there were more comments. Now the Qidian new book list also takes the popularity of comments into account (I'm looking forward to it).

　　
　
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