Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 202 Let us grieve for our lack of willpower.

"So you've finally admitted you're my apprentice?"

"Haven't they always been?"

In response, Ning Wuque and Wu Feng were now less than half a meter apart. The latter looked down at the former, then raised his hand and struck without mercy:

"Take this punch!"

Peng~

Without dodging, Ning Wuque took the full force of Wu Feng's punch to his left cheek. However, he didn't even turn his head; only a slight ripple appeared on his skin. In an instant, his entire body absorbed the blow, making its power somewhat negligible.

With a slight smile, Ning Wuque met Wu Feng's bewildered gaze and spoke softly, at the same time unleashing the light of his first and second soul rings:

"It's like tickling an itch. There's no will in your fists. Let me teach you how to really hurt someone!"

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, Ning Wuque showed no mercy, delivering a punch to Wu Feng's abdomen with five times the force of his own fist and his own willpower.

The power of this punch was so great that it passed directly through Wu Feng's body, generating a violent gust of wind behind him, which was visible to the naked eye!

"Cough~"

With his mouth wide open, Wu Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood, then scurried backward in small steps.

She reached out and gently pressed her hand on the spot where Ning Wuque had just punched her, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Why does it hurt so much?!

It wasn't just physical pain; she also felt mental anguish and suffering, as if the blow was a combination of both physical and mental.

"You've overestimated yourself—"

"Let's use our soul skills, otherwise—it'll seem like we're bullying a child, haha."

Ning Wuque chuckled lightly. That punch should have been enough for Wu Feng to realize the gap between the two of them.

As expected, perhaps because he realized the difference in strength, or simply because he was angered by Ning Wuque's words, or perhaps both, Wu Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth after creating some distance between them. He stopped playing around and began to let his aura rise steadily, with his first five spirit rings lighting up one after another.

First Soul Skill: Dragon's Fire!

Second Soul Skill: Terror Hunting Stance!

Third Soul Skill: Earth Fire Charging!

Fourth Soul Skill: Blazing Dragon Scale Armor!

The witch, who was originally draped in armor, underwent another change. Not only did she wear dragon armor on the outside, but her body was also covered with a layer of dragon scale inner armor. A phantom dragon head opened and closed, and a fiery red dragon shape peeked at her attire.

If before this, Wu Feng was just a queen wearing a suit of armor, then now she is a fully armed battlefield Valkyrie, and her aura has risen to a level comparable to a Soul Saint at the fourth ring level!

That wasn't all. Her fifth spirit ring shone brightly with black light, revealing her fifth spirit skill: Blazing Dragon True Form!

A powerful fiery tornado rose from the ground centered on Wu Feng. When the flames dissipated, only Wu Feng, her entire body shimmering with crimson-orange fire, remained. Flames ignited around her, and her aura rose even higher.

Even Wu Ming, the Golden Crow Saintess in the stands, was shocked. At this moment, Wu Feng had completely surpassed her even without activating her Martial Soul True Body! Where did this monster come from?!

"Dragon King's Claw! Dragon King's Claw - Lava Body Protection!"

It's not over yet! In an instant, Wu Feng's right arm transformed into a dragon claw hand identical to his left arm. A huge, illusory dragon claw with a blade four meters long appeared on his right side, while a lava dragon claw seven meters tall guarded his left side. The two dragon claws, one large and one small, were imposing.

Swish swish~

On the stands, as Wu Feng's aura reached its peak, hundreds more spirit rings appeared. Hundreds of spirit masters who could previously withstand the pressure could no longer hold on and were forced to release their own spirits.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm—stronger than you think!"

"Thanks for the reminder, now it's my turn."

Standing there, Ning Wuque looked at his fully equipped Martial Soul, which still had one sixth Soul Ring left to unrelease, and smiled with satisfaction. Not bad, its aura was already much stronger than that of an ordinary Soul Saint.

Having five different types of soul skills is no joke; even in my normal state, I might still be defeated.

peng-

With his spirit rings shattered, Ning Wuque immediately activated the Ring Explosion skill, destroying the first three spirit rings in just two seconds. At the same time, three blood-gold spirit rings appeared to replace them, and his aura soared to the peak of the Spirit Emperor level as the energy from the Ring Explosion filled him up.

"You still have one spirit ring!"

"unnecessary."

"Then I'll beat you until it explodes! Dragon King Claw!"

With a stomp of her foot, Wu Feng launched the first attack, covering the distance of several meters in the blink of an eye. She stretched out her hand and fiercely clawed at Ning Wuque's body, while at the same time, the Lava Dragon Claw surrounded and forced him to withstand one of the blows!

While everyone was looking for an opportunity to escape, Ning Wuque showed them with his actions that he didn't need to at all!

Instead of dodging, he raised his fist and punched Wu Feng in the chest, imbuing the punch with his will, making it incredibly fierce.

Click—~

A soft sound like metal scraping against metal rang out. Wu Feng's lava dragon claws scratched Ning Wuque's back, sparking a burst of fire. He had taken off his forging equipment before going on stage, and his skin was as solid as real steel, completely unaffected by sharp weapons and high temperatures!

"How could this be?!"

Dong Yi's pupils contracted, and Wu Feng's right claw, like the Lava Dragon Claw, sparked on Ning Wuque's chest, burning his upper garment. However, the result was only eight insignificant white marks, nothing more!

Before she could create distance, Ning Wuque's fist followed up and struck Wu Feng in the abdomen.

The dragon armor absorbed the force, so Ning Wuque's fist did not cause much substantial damage to Wu Feng. However, his spirit and will bypassed her physical defenses and struck her body.

For a moment, Wu Feng was in a daze and didn't even have time to react before Ning Wuque seized the opportunity and grabbed the dragon horn pointing skyward on her forehead with his right hand.

Then...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With a slight bend, Ning Wuque grabbed Wu Feng's dragon horns and mercilessly slammed her head against the ground, creating a huge funnel-shaped crater five or six meters in diameter.

pong

With a casual flick, Ning Wuque grabbed Wu Feng's dragon horn and sent her flying. It was only because of her incredibly strong fighting instincts that she adjusted her posture in mid-air the instant she was thrown away.

Boom!

At the edge of the Soul Battle Arena, Wu Feng was almost thrown off the stage by Ning Wuque, ending the Soul Battle.

"Without a fully formed will, you can never defeat me, nor can you truly harm me! You can admit defeat now, Wu Feng."

"Ahem—that's not necessarily true, Wuque. You know me, from childhood to adulthood, even when you beat me to a pulp, even when you scolded me to the point of near collapse, I've never uttered a word of surrender! I, Wufeng, also have my own pride!"

Getting up, Wu Feng shook his head, then unleashed his sixth spirit ring, Black Light Amnesty:

"Prepare to meet the Dragon King's wrath! Sixth Soul Skill: Dragon King's Crown of Wrath!"