Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 38 Bad things
"No matter what you think, the battle is over."

Xiao Xiao gently shook her head.

The Three Supreme Cauldrons had flown to the top of Nanmen Yun'er's head, casting a huge shadow that obscured the despair in her eyes.

"The shock of the cauldron!"

Not surprisingly——

Nanmen Yun'er, sent to you.

After all, even a strong offensive type would be completely overwhelmed if it took the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron's attack head-on, and an agile attacker with no defense would be frustrated if the cauldron even slightly grazed it.

Clearly, the only way for this type of Soul Master to survive against Xiao Xiao is to be fast enough that she can only focus on blocking and positioning herself, leaving her no time to attack.

"Solve one."

Xiao Xiao gasped in pain, her hands hanging limply as she approached Wu Feng, who was kneeling on the ground: "So, what's your choice?"

"I……"

"We surrender!"

Ning Tian hurriedly deactivated his martial spirit and rushed forward to hug Wu Feng, whose arms were bleeding profusely. He reached out to stop him, saying, "We're not fighting anymore! We admit defeat!!"

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda amplified his power, the cauldron's shockwave was not something he could easily withstand. Wu Feng's hands were now immobilized, and continuing the fight would be fatal.

The battle is over.

Ning Tian Group was eliminated in the round of 16.

"Little Lord…"

Wu Feng gave a wry, apologetic smile: "Am I really that useless..."

It's only been less than three minutes since the start of the battle!

They were wiped out in one fell swoop, barely having met the other side.

I thought I could still compete for the championship, and I thought my opponent was just a little girl who made up for her lack of talent with hard work...

It turns out that in the end, it was she who really needed to catch up on her studies.

If she could keep up with Ning Tian's pace and successfully advance to the third ring, they definitely wouldn't have lost so easily. If she could also create equally powerful techniques, perhaps they could have staged a spectacular duel.

"Yes."

Ning Tian watched Xiao Xiao's retreating figure and said somewhat sullenly, "You're useless."

slap~
Something shattered in Wu Feng's eyes: "So, you don't want me anymore...?"

"asshole!"

Ning Tian was almost stunned by this guy's peculiar way of thinking. For the first time in his life, he abandoned all manners and started swearing.

"You only lost one freshman match, and you're already making such a pathetic face? Aren't you useless enough? Or do you really think you're so great because you're used to bullying those guys with low-quality and low-level martial souls?"

"How many times have I told you, don't you understand? There are countless geniuses in this world. Do you still think you're something special just because you're in a sect? You feel a sense of accomplishment in bullying your fellow sect members by taking advantage of your martial spirit? You're only good at bullying your own kind?"

Ning Tian finally released the anger he had been holding in for more than three months.

Wu Feng seemed normal within the sect, but once he entered the academy, he acted like his brain had gone awry.

She would interrupt Ning Tian whenever she spoke a few words with her classmates, and she would also interfere when Ning Tian was with acquaintances. Even when she finally had a teammate like Nanmen, who was mild-mannered and easy to talk to, Wu Feng became even more outrageous...

If the other person were a man, it would be fine.

Even though they're mostly girls, why are you still going to such lengths to cause trouble?

"You're so arrogant and haughty, yet your pride crumbles at the slightest touch! How can I possibly rely on you?"

Ning Tian became increasingly heartbroken as he spoke: "How can I believe I can rely on you in the future when you look like this!..."

after.

rely on.

Wu Feng suddenly looked up, his eyes shining with an unprecedented light: "You said you'd rely on me from now on?"

"……Correct."

Ning Tian, ​​who was passionately spouting off, suddenly paused, realizing with some sadness that he had just thrown all his words at the dog. He could only try to coax the dog back into the conversation like a child.

"You are the battle spirit master specially assigned to me by the sect, and you are my only guarantee as a support-type spirit master. If nothing unexpected happens, you will stay with me for the rest of your life."

"Really?"

Wu Feng felt a little short of breath for a moment.

She, I...

A lifetime? What does that mean? Why is she saying all this now? Could it be— "Ahem."

The referee spoke up, warning them that if they didn't leave, he would have to clean up the scene: "Can you two leave now?"

"Sorry...we're leaving now!"

Ning Tian, ​​regaining his senses, quickly carried Wu Feng on his back.

"Sorry……"

As she swayed on his back, Wu Feng suddenly whispered in her ear, "Young Master, I will become useful."

Ning Tian paused, then sighed with a hint of relief: "You've been very useful already."

"Also, call me sister! What master-servant relationship do you have between us?"

……

at the same time.

Another one.

Wang Dong looked at Huo Yuhao standing opposite him and sighed deeply: "Is it even necessary for us to fight this match?"

"Actually, you could... give it a try?"

Huo Yuhao answered somewhat uncertainly.

Before this, he had never actually fought Wang Dong. At most, they had sparred together on a regular basis, and it was always the latter who initiated the fights.

Of course, someone was completely defeated and had no power to resist.

"Hmph! Let's give it a try!"

Wang Dong was instead spurred on by his nonchalant attitude: "Butterfly God's—"

In an instant, a glint flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes, and an invisible ball of energy shot out.

Soul impact.

"Uh!"

While suspended in mid-air, Wang Dong felt as if his brain had been struck by a heavy hammer, and an excruciating pain that almost shattered his skull instantly overwhelmed him, causing him to lose his balance. The second spirit ring that had just lit up on his body also went silent on the spot, forcing him into silence.

However, the offensive continued, and a glint reappeared in Huo Yuhao's eyes.

Psychological interference.

"Huh? Huh—"

The gently fluttering butterfly wings suddenly became chaotic, and Wang Dong, who was already dizzy, felt as if the world was spinning around him. He couldn't distinguish his surroundings, up or down, or his own position. Even his physical movements and control of his martial soul began to go awry.

The large, blue-winged moth twirled and tumbled through the air before gently plummeting to the ground.

"hateful!"

Wang Dong bit his tongue to invigorate himself, then spread his wings and flew at a low speed towards Huo Yuhao, even deliberately lowering his body during the dive to further accelerate.

Once the distance closed, he suddenly reached out and beckoned, and the butterfly wings on his back vanished, revealing a small, black hammer with a metallic sheen in his hand.

"Take one of my moves!"

Since the Clear Sky Hammer had not yet been equipped with a spirit ring, Wang Dong naturally could not activate any skills. He simply used the speed to throw the heavy hammer out forcefully.

"Clear Sky Hammer?"

Wang Yan exclaimed in surprise, "Another twin martial soul!"

What's going on with this year's freshmen? Three Soul Masters, two with twin martial souls, and one with a spirit-attribute main body martial soul. Even the proportion of those with two rings is among the highest in all freshmen.

Is this what they call a golden age where talented people emerge in abundance?
"Quiet!"

Elder Xuan scolded impatiently, then glanced at Wang Yan, who had turned into a quail, before turning his attention back to the arena.

When he saw Huo Yuhao bend his hand and guide the flying Haotian Hammer in a strange trajectory, his crimson eyes became serious for the first time.

"Controlling Cranes and Capturing Dragons... He's not even a member of the Tang Clan, is he? Could he have stolen the skills?"

Immediately, a gloomy look appeared on Xuanzi's face.

Although the Shrek Academy's top brass were almost indifferent to the destruction of the Tang Sect, it did not mean that they would sit idly by and watch their ancestor Tang San's unique skills be lost to the outside world.

"Master Xuan...?"

Sensing Xuanzi's suddenly lowered aura, Wang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague premonition that something bad was about to happen.

(End of this chapter)