Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 158 Mental Shock
Xuanyu hands.

His palm was like a knife. Instead of meeting Wu Feng's fist head-on, he cut at Wu Feng's wrist joint at an extremely tricky angle.

"laugh--"

The moment Xuan Yu's hand came into contact with the Dragon's Fire, it made a sound like hot oil being poured onto ice.

A piercing, burning pain shot through his palm, but Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and managed to strike Wu Feng's wrist with the help of his Xuan Yu Hand defense.

Wu Feng felt a numbness in his wrist, and the force of his punch immediately dissipated.

"Capture the dragon."

Huo Yuhao let out a low shout and used the Crane Control and Dragon Capture technique to exert force. A suction force emanated from his palm, attempting to disrupt Wu Feng's balance.

"Break it for me."

Wu Feng roared, his soul power erupted, and the dragon fire surged, directly dispersing Huo Yuhao's suction force and forcing him back half a step.

The battle instantly became intense.

On the arena, two figures, one in red and one in white, clashed and crossed paths wildly.

Wu Feng completely abandoned defense, and every attack he made was wide-ranging and full of destructive power.

Wherever her fists and feet landed, dragon fire flew, leaving scorched marks on the hard stone arena.

The entire arena seemed to have turned into a giant oven.

Huo Yuhao, on the other hand, is like a dancer treading on the edge of a knife.

He brought the Tang Clan's unique skills to their fullest potential.

His ghostly movements allowed him to maneuver and search for survival in that fiery hell.

The Jade Hand allows him to briefly make contact with the Dragon's Fire, enabling him to parry and counterattack.

The Crane-Controlling Dragon-Capturing technique constantly harasses and pulls the opponent, attempting to disrupt Wu Feng's attack rhythm.

The combination of the Purple Demon Eye and mental detection allowed him to break down and predict every move Wu Feng made.

The students in the audience were completely dumbfounded.

This hardly resembles a duel between a Soul Master and a Great Soul Master.

This was clearly an ultimate clash of skill and power.

Every dodge and counterattack by Huo Yuhao was exquisite and full of artistry, making everyone hold their breath for him.

However, it was clear to everyone that Huo Yuhao was at a disadvantage, and a huge disadvantage at that.

He ultimately underestimated the boost that soul skills could provide to soul masters.

The sustained high temperatures brought by the Dragon's Fire were fatal to him.

With each breath he took, he inhaled scalding hot air, his lungs feeling like they were on fire.

Even though he wasn't directly hit, his skin was scorched red by the heat and covered in countless blisters.

The soul power consumed by using the Mysterious Jade Hand was far greater than he had anticipated.

His soul power is depleting at an alarming rate.

"ended."

Wu Feng seized upon a minor opening in Huo Yuhao's defenses due to insufficient soul power, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

She abandoned her punches and kicks and rammed forward violently.

This move was simple and unadorned, but it was extremely fast. Although Huo Yuhao's mental detection had anticipated it, his body could not keep up with the reaction.

"boom!"

Wu Feng's shoulder, wreathed in raging dragon fire, slammed solidly into Huo Yuhao's chest.

"Click..."

Huo Yuhao heard a faint cracking sound from his chest, followed by an indescribable pain and burning sensation that spread throughout his body.

He was sent flying backwards like a tattered sack, spitting out a mouthful of blood while still in the air, and several parts of his clothes burst into flames.

"Yuhao!" Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"ended."

Lan Susu sighed softly in the audience. The eyes of Lan Luoluo, Zhou Sichen, Cao Jinxuan and others around her, looking at Huo Yuhao, had changed from initial contempt to deep respect.

They asked themselves honestly, and realized that at Huo Yuhao's level, they could never do as well as Huo Yuhao when facing a Wu Feng who was going all out.

"I've already tried my best."

Wang Yan's face was full of regret and pity.

"However, the gap in strength is ultimately a fatal flaw. Being able to achieve this level has exceeded everyone's expectations."

However, just as Huo Yuhao's body was about to fall to the ground, and just as Han Ruoruo raised her hand to announce the end of the match.

Flying backwards in the air, Huo Yuhao used his last bit of strength to stare intently at Wu Feng.

In his bloodshot eyes, there was no pain, no despair, only a resolute determination.

All his spiritual power was compressed and condensed without reservation at this moment, turning into an invisible spike that crossed the distance of space and stabbed fiercely at Wu Feng's brow.

Mental shock.

Wu Feng had just severely injured Huo Yuhao and was feeling a surge of vengeful pleasure.

She never expected that Huo Yuhao would still be able to launch an attack under those circumstances.

What's more, this was a mental attack that she had been guarding against from beginning to end, yet had never actually occurred.

The moment that invisible spiritual force bombarded her mind, all her defenses were torn apart as if they were made of paper.

"what--!"

Wu Feng let out a shrill scream, as if someone had plunged a red-hot iron rod into her brain and was stirring it wildly.

Her vision went black, and she instantly lost control of her body.

The dragon fire surrounding her went out with a "poof".

She clutched her head, staggered back a few steps, her body went limp, and she knelt on one knee.

Fresh blood flowed uncontrollably from her nostrils and the corners of her mouth.

Both sides suffer.

These were the words that simultaneously came to mind for everyone in the audience.

A newly promoted Soul Master to the second ring and a Soul Master with only a level 17 and a first ring, fought to such an end in a head-on confrontation.

However, the matter is far from over.

Wu Feng knelt on the ground, clutching her head tightly with both hands. The intense pain made her feel like her head was about to explode.

That invisible mental shock was like a red-hot steel needle, churning wildly in her sea of ​​consciousness, causing her to experience unprecedented pain.

But even more intense than the pain was the deep-seated shame.

She, Wu Feng, the owner of the Red Dragon Martial Soul and the pride of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, was actually forced into such a wretched situation by a guy she had always regarded as a piece of trash, using the methods she despised the most.

"what--!"

She suddenly raised her head and let out a roar filled with anger and resentment.

Blood flowed down her lips and nostrils, making her pretty face look somewhat ferocious.

She stared intently at Huo Yuhao, who lay unconscious on the ground in the distance, his fiery red eyes burning with an irreconcilable hatred.

She lost? No, she didn't lose.

She can still stand up, while that good-for-nothing has already collapsed.

'I didn't lose. How could I possibly lose to someone like that?'

Wu Feng roared madly in his heart.

'He only used some despicable and shameless methods; in terms of real strength, he's not even worthy of carrying my shoes.'

(End of this chapter)