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

Chapter 322 Give Him Two Punches
"What kind of youth competition is this? It's outrageous, it's practically a battle between Title Douluo level experts!"

"You clearly haven't experienced a real titled battle. This is at most a sparring match between two Soul Douluos, but it's still an exaggeration to say that a Soul Emperor-level Soul Douluo has combat power..."

"It's this kind of fight that's worth buying a ticket to watch! Those trashy academies and sects are too boring. It's only exciting when the whole arena is shaken to the core!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Those trash academies are so bad they're making me want to fall asleep. I bought my ticket for these strong teams' battles, fast forward to the bloodbath!"

"I want to see two Soul Saints unleash their Martial Souls and beat each other up!"

Outside the arena, the audience watching the match on the large Soul Guidance Screen was excited, and the constant noise was all cheering for the exciting battle.

Especially when Wu Feng lifted the more than ten-meter-tall metal giant with both hands and then knocked it down, the cheers from the entire scene could even be heard from the south of the city to the north.

Keep in mind that there are five strong teams in this competition! And this is just a duel between Soul Emperors and Soul Saints. They can't even imagine how exciting it would be if two Soul Saints activated their Martial Soul True Forms to fight each other.

Battles between Soul Saints are rare. Even in this era, it's hard to say whether the combined number of Soul Masters in the two great empires can even exceed a thousand. Such battles, fought with the full strength of one in ten thousand, are not something ordinary people can come into contact with.

Say something ugly.

For ordinary people, witnessing the two Soul Saints fighting at full strength would be worth dying for!

What's more, they can sit in a venue equipped with a soul-guided screen to watch, and even drink soda and eat sunflower seeds while watching. This is a rare treat that only comes once in a thousand years!
.........

the other side.

Ning Wuque carried Wu Feng and slowly walked down from the arena. He had left the rest room when she was about to give up. On the way, he asked his great-grandfather, the Ancient Dragon, to take him through the soul guide shield and into the inside, which led to the scene just now.

Below the ninth level, apart from specially made soul tools, almost none of them involve spatial abilities. Even the invincible shield cannot stop attacks that cross space. Even above the ninth level, there are very few soul tools that can defend against space.

Therefore, the protective shield of the venue was useless to Gu Long, who could come and go in the blink of an eye.

"We lost...sigh."

Beside Ning Wuque, Ning Buchu shook his head dejectedly. The outcome of this match would basically determine who in their group would advance to the semi-finals.

The quarterfinals are the final destination they can reach this time.

After resting and waking up, Ning Yueming patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, then turned to look at Ning Wuque:

"Wuque, is Wufeng alright?"

"She's just exhausted. I'll take her home first."

He shook his head slightly. Wu Feng was fine. Even if she were to be shattered to pieces, she would only suffer serious injuries. With careful care for a week or two, she would be fine. In addition, Xiao Hongchen hardly fought back, so Ning Wuque was not particularly worried about her physical condition.

Of course, that's what she says, but necessary medical checkups are still needed, otherwise it would be troublesome if she developed hidden injuries or something. But before that, the most important thing for her is to get a good rest and have a good night's sleep.

Ning Yueming had no doubts about Ning Wuque's words. As the vice-captain, he decisively led the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School members away from Ning Wuque, watching as the other party carried Wu Feng and left the venue.

Soon, the two arrived at the main entrance of the venue. Ning Tian, ​​who had been waiting there, ran over after seeing Ning Wuque and Wu Feng. She looked at Wu Feng with concern, then looked up at Ning Wuque with a silent question.

"It's nothing serious, let's go back first. Have you informed the others?"

“I’ve already told Beibei and the others. I’ll go with you. Wufeng needs to change her clothes so she can sleep more comfortably. You’re too clumsy to handle that.” “Okay, then I’ll go to my brother’s place and ask someone to prepare food and a doctor. After Fengmei wakes up and has eaten, I’ll take her for a check-up to avoid any hidden injuries.”

"Uh-huh."

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Moon stars are rare.

At night, in the hotel room, Wu Feng, who had been unconscious for most of the day, sat up with a dazed look on her face. The blanket covering her body slipped down naturally, revealing her alluring body.

"I am..."

"Feng Mei is awake?"

pat~

The lights came on, and Ning Tian, ​​with disheveled hair, got up and turned on the lights in the hotel bedroom. Ning Wuque, one of the two, also slowly sat up straight, put his arm around Wu Feng's waist, and stroked her head with his other hand to calm her down.

After a while, Wu Feng's brain finally restarted and regained the ability to think. She could no longer remember some things after she had completely burned away her rationality, and could only rummage through some fragments of her memories from that time.

I think I ended up flying backwards? And then someone caught me?

Looking around, she found herself in her familiar bedroom, with Ning Wuque, who was shirtless, and Ning Tian, ​​who was wearing pajamas, beside her.

"Did I win?"

"...Without Feng Mei, you...lost."

Ning Wuque originally wanted to say "You lost miserably" or "You lost completely", but he swallowed the words back in time.

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng was first stunned, then his expression turned aggrieved and sad. He then rolled over and snuggled into Ning Wuque's arms to soothe his dejected feelings.

The embrace of a lover is the warmest bed. All the bad emotions turned into tears and flowed from Wu Feng's eyes, wetting Ning Wuque's skin.

Ning Wuque pulled Wu Feng into his arms, his right hand stroking her smooth, soft back, while his other hand held her tightly, showing his boundless care.

If it weren't for the need to prepare for the battle against Long Aotian, Ning Wuque might have found a more effective way to vent his emotions and make Wu Feng laugh through his tears. But perhaps it wouldn't be too late to buy the tickets after the competition.

"It's alright, Fengmei. When we run into the Sun Moon Royal Academy later, we'll have Wuque fight back for you and give Xiao Hongchen a good thrashing to vent your anger!"

Ning Tian leaned closer, distracting Wu Feng while simultaneously settling a personal score. She reached out and patted Wu Feng's head to comfort him.

It's just a match. If they lose, they lose. At worst, Wuque can fight back. They are women, and they have men with men. It's only natural for a husband to help his wife get revenge!
"Yes, yes, Wuque, you must teach Xiao Hongchen a lesson and make him beat me! Give him a good beating!"

Seemingly having found an outlet, Wu Feng wiped her tears on Ning Wuque's body as she spoke, then looked up at Ning Wuque with a pitiful expression, full of pleading.

Ning Wuque couldn't say anything about this, so he could only silently apologize to Xiao Hongchen in his heart and agree:

"Okay, I'll give him a couple of punches for you then."

(End of this chapter)