Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 160 Practice
This problem is particularly serious for Huo Yuhao.

The biggest boost to his dual attributes comes from the essence of Tianmeng and Xuedi.

The former will release spiritual power to nourish the sea of ​​spirit when he is enhanced, while the latter will nourish his physique while his soul power is circulating, and can even actively repair injuries.

Banning him now is tantamount to cutting off his hands.

Keeping moving forward is no problem, but maintaining the previous steady progress will be a bit difficult.

"Now is the time to test yourself. We can't offer any useful help... The only advice we can give you is to look at the cultivation methods you have."

Tianmeng spoke in a deep voice: "Do you still remember the two cultivation methods that Elder Yi taught you? Now, the only thing that can help you is your amazing perseverance and passion for cultivation!"

Perseverance and passion.

Huo Yuhao clenched his hands tightly, breathing heavily and unsteadily.

He vaguely seemed to have rediscovered the feeling he had back in the Duke's mansion, all alone, relying solely on his own efforts to progress step by step and level up with great difficulty.

"Then come on."

Huo Yuhao turned to look at the three ferocious beasts, a smile playing on his lips: "Only level 80~ I'll reach that level soon, you won't have to wait long!"

Where is the idea of ​​being all alone now... so many people are standing behind him, silently supporting him.

'Although God didn't bestow upon me enough understanding and talent, now... they must be enough.'

Looking at his hands, Huo Yuhao's eyes gradually ignited with fire: "Don't let me down—this body!!"

……

"Come again!"

In the training ground, Huo Yuhao punched with almost frenzied force, forcefully deflecting the sword blade that slashed into his fist and sending Ji Juechen flying. The golden flames that had long since vanished from his body reappeared.

He fought almost exclusively using his mental and physical abilities. In the fierce clashes, his damaged body gradually repaired itself under the power of his origin, resulting in a barely perceptible increase in strength.

If you can't extract the source using soul power, then rely on injuries!

With repeated reshaping and repair, the body's strength will always improve!

If your mental energy is about to stagnate, then go all out and squander it!

Throw it into battle and it will shatter upon impact; throw it at sword intent and golden palm until it is shredded and exploded; it will always be strengthened in the process of countless reassemblies!

"He has changed a lot."

Ye Wuqing exhaled softly, trying to ease the tension that shouldn't have been there in his heart.

Now, Huo Yuhao standing before him was like a real monster, seemingly seeking not battle and training, but slaughter and self-torture...

"What a frenzied fighting spirit."

He sighed softly, then glanced back at Ji Juechen, who had flown to the edge of the arena.

It seems that he has no choice but to unleash his unfinished killing move on Huo Yuhao ahead of time.

Simply because he deserves it.

"Om~"

He stretched out his hand as if limp, and an extremely intense golden light appeared in his palm, but it was just light and did not coat his palm with any metallic film.

"Come on!" Looking at the fist that came with overwhelming force, Ye Wuqing simply flicked his hand lightly and weakly, playfully slapping it against his fist.

But the moment the two touched, the mighty golden flames suddenly shattered, as if swept away by the blast wave from a bomb explosion, leaving not a trace!
Click~
Several cracks gradually extended from Huo Yuhao's fist, spreading all the way to his elbow. The next second, instead of spurting blood, his flesh exploded violently.

Huo Yuhao's entire right hand felt as if it had been stuffed with a soul-guided bomb. In an instant, flesh and blood burst out, almost causing a shockwave. An invisible force completely ripped off a layer of skin and flesh, and blood gushed out.

Of course, Ye Wuqing, who was on the other side, was not unscathed either. A series of explosions came from his left hand, which was coming straight at him, and it went completely limp. It was unknown how many bones in his hand had broken.

"This is--"

Upon seeing the wound on his arm, Huo Yuhao's first reaction was to ask about the source of the lethal force.

"I haven't named it yet... but I also think it's not important to name a move."

Ye Wuqing almost ignored his own injuries, waved his hands to release his martial spirit, and spoke in a calm and serene tone as if he were telling a fairy tale: "My martial spirit is called Golden Leaf."

"Like all martial souls bearing the name of gold, after being infused with soul power, it will become almost indestructible, as if it were the most eternal thing in the world..."

Ye Wuqing spoke slowly, but Huo Yuhao sensed a terrifying aura emanating from him, rising layer by layer.

Driven by the crisis, the man with the broken arm clenched his fist tightly, igniting an incredibly intense spiritual flame.

"But my golden leaves are also very sharp."

Ye Wuqing plucked out a thin, metallic leaf, tossed it gently, and it struck the ground with a metallic clang before spinning and bouncing back up, leaving only a thin cut where it touched the ground.

"I always thought this was a special attribute that came with the martial soul, but I didn't understand until I saw it explode with my own eyes..."

Midway through the conversation, the golden leaf suddenly melted, transforming into pure light and heat like a pre-loaded artillery shell, and exploded with a bang.

"...The harder and more solid something is, the stronger its destructive power!"

Ye Wuqing moved amidst the aftershocks of the exploding leaf, waving his hand almost like a phantom. The golden light that had once been as sharp as swords and spears completely subsided, leaving only a layer of light devoid of any threat.
"The sharpness is just the tip of the iceberg; the swift and destructive power it unleashes is the whole thing!"

chap——

In the instant Huo Yuhao waved his hand, the spiritual power he naturally emitted actually made a sound like tearing silk, leaving behind a completely annihilated empty trajectory.

"boom!"

As their fists and palms collided, a fist imprint, entirely generated by mental energy, hovered half a foot in front of their fists, yet it was utterly unable to stop this irrational and extreme destruction.

An inexhaustible intent of destruction permeated the flames, unleashing a strangulation-like explosion like a metal storm. Layer upon layer of golden specks reflected light, disintegrating all the flames Huo Yuhao had unleashed.

With a deafening roar that swept across the entire training ground, the entire arena trembled violently during the clash, and the metal shell covering the surface was swept up by the storm and twisted into the shape of a typhoon sculpture.

In the eye of the storm, Huo Yuhao, covered in blood, stood on the twisted and deformed mechanical parts of the arena, tightly gripping Ye Wuqing's shoulder.

A surge of icy blue energy entered his arm through his palm, completely freezing the rampaging destructive power.

"You almost lost an arm."

With his face covered in blood, Huo Yuhao spoke in a deep voice: "Why use a power that you haven't even mastered yet?"

The power Ye Wuqing unleashed was not only immense, but also possessed an absurdly high level. Even if he only captured a tiny fraction of the true meaning, it seemed capable of destroying everything in the world.

"—But you had a lot of fun, didn't you?"

Ye Wuqing stretched out his right hand, grabbed Huo Yuhao's shoulder to steady himself, and the fire in his eyes seemed to have crossed a certain threshold, which also raised his own soul power level by one level: "I also had a great time!"

(End of this chapter)