Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 157 The Wounded Witch Wind

'It's now. ’

After dodging more than a dozen attacks, Huo Yuhao's mental detection detected a fleeting opportunity.

Wu Feng delivered a high kick and downward strike, but due to excessive force, his center was wide open, and his body stiffened for a fraction of a second.

It's this moment.

Huo Yuhao's body, which had been dodging like a ghost, suddenly stopped.

He moved with peculiar steps, his body swayed, and he vanished from Wu Feng's front in an instant.

Ghostly Shadow Steps.

"not good."

Alarm bells rang in Wu Feng's mind as she felt a chill creep up from behind.

She tried to turn around, but it was too late.

Huo Yuhao's figure appeared behind her like a persistent ailment. His hands, which had seemed so weak before, now became steady and powerful, landing precisely on her back, one on each side.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

Wu Feng felt two seemingly gentle but actually extremely penetrating forces, like two nails, hammering into her back.

The power bypassed her tough dragon scales and muscles, heading straight for her internal organs.

"puff--"

Wu Feng could no longer hold back. He staggered forward several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood that splattered onto the hard arena, a shocking sight.

At this moment, the entire Soul Fighting Zone fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them, their minds blank.

Lost?

No, we suffered a loss.

Before the match began, no one expected that the powerful Wu Feng would be the first to be injured and cough up blood.

A level 28 Soul Master with a two-ring Soul Power and a top-tier offensive beast Soul, the Red Dragon, was actually injured in his most proficient close-quarters combat by a level 17 Soul Master with a ten-year-old white first Soul Ring.

This is simply a fantasy.

"This...this...I'm not seeing things, am I?"

"Wu Feng... vomited blood?"

"How did Huo Yuhao do that? His footwork was so strange, and those two palm strikes he made..."

The audience erupted in excitement.

Dai Huabin's mocking smile froze completely, replaced by a complex expression of shock, confusion, and anger.

'Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could that good-for-nothing possibly have injured Wu Feng? Wu Feng must have been too careless.'

Han Ruoruo's beautiful face was also full of surprise, and for the first time, her gaze towards Huo Yuhao carried a scrutinizing meaning.

Only Wang Yan had a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips.

"As expected... I knew this kid wasn't that simple. During the freshman assessment, I guessed he was the key to defeating Ning Tian's team. Most people thought Wang Dong's Goddess of Light Butterfly and Xiao Xiao's twin martial souls played a decisive role, but they overlooked Huo Yuhao's incredible, masterful control of the battle throughout the entire event."

The person most shocked was Wu Feng himself.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, slowly turned around, and stared intently at Huo Yuhao with fiery red eyes filled with humiliation and overwhelming rage.

My back is burning with pain.

To her utter surprise, the mental shock she had been on guard against never materialized; instead, she suffered a tremendous loss in her most prized close-quarters combat.

'What exactly were those two palm strikes?'

She was horrified.

"That force was gentle, yet it seeped into my internal organs like mercury, and my soul power couldn't neutralize it for a while. If I hadn't decisively spat out that mouthful of blood to dissipate the force, I would probably have been injured even more severely."

shame!

An unprecedented humiliation. "Bastard."

Wu Feng squeezed out two words through clenched teeth, his voice icy and chilling.

She was completely enraged.

"You think you can beat me with your little tricks? I'll show you that in the face of absolute power, your tricks are worthless."

Wu Feng roared, no longer holding back.

"Om-"

The first yellow spirit ring on her body suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

"The first soul skill, dragon fire."

In an instant, the crimson flames surrounding her body suddenly expanded, transforming from a thin layer into a dragon-shaped blaze that burned fiercely within a foot of her body, seemingly alive.

The temperature of the entire arena rose sharply, and the air itself became distorted due to the intense heat.

Before you even arrive, the scorching heat wave is already hitting you.

Huo Yuhao's expression became more serious than ever before.

In his mental detection, Wu Feng had now transformed into a gigantic fire-man radiating terrifying energy.

He could clearly see that the dragon fire was not just flames, but an energy shield made of soul power, which combined attack and defense.

'Trouble. '

Huo Yuhao's heart sank.

He knew very well that he was able to injure Wu Feng just now because of two things: the surprise of his mental detection, the exquisite skill of the Tang Sect's Ghost Shadow Illusion and Crane Control Dragon Capture, but the most crucial point was that Wu Feng did not use his soul skill, which gave him the opportunity to get close.

Now that she is covered in a layer of dragon fire, how can I get close?

'My Jade Hands can withstand both heat and cold, but how long can they last against this high-temperature dragon fire generated by a soul skill?'

'My body is just an ordinary person's body. The Spirit Eye Martial Soul can't provide me with any enhancement. Mental detection allows me to anticipate the enemy's moves, but it can't help me break through their protective soul skills.'

Should we get a refund?
A thought flashed through his mind, but he immediately suppressed it.

'No refunds.'

'In this battle, I'm betting my dignity, the glory of the Tang Sect, and my right to remain in the Spirit System.'

'I cannot lose. I will never give up, no matter how slim the chance.'

A surge of ruthlessness welled up from the bottom of Huo Yuhao's heart.

Instead of retreating, he lowered his body even further.

"bring it on."

With a silent shout in his heart, Huo Yuhao used the Ghost Shadow Steps technique to its fullest extent, advancing instead of retreating, and charging towards Wu Feng against the scorching heat.

"court death."

Upon seeing this, Wu Feng was so angry that he laughed instead.

She took a step forward, like an enraged fire dragon, and charged towards Huo Yuhao.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures collided violently in the center of the arena.

The moment Huo Yuhao rushed out, a barely perceptible, deep purple glint flashed in his eyes.

Purple Demon Eye.

The cultivation of the Purple Demon Eye made his mental power more concentrated and his control over mental detection more meticulous.

"boom--"

Wu Feng unleashed a straight punch enveloped in dragon fire, sending up a scorching wave of flames.

Huo Yuhao's footwork faltered, narrowly avoiding the gust of wind from the punch.

At the same time, his hands instantly became as clear and translucent as warm jade.

(End of this chapter)