Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

"No problem, when you're in business, harmony brings wealth."

Han Tianyi smiled calmly, not caring about the juniors' minor conflicts, which led to the introduction of Tianlongma, who was chosen by Feng Zaixing but was disliked, and the presiding over the master-servant contract.

Feng Zaixing glanced at Long Chen out of the corner of his eye, seemingly lost in thought.

The Holy Dragon of Light is a rare sight. This should be the guy who ranked tenth on the list of young geniuses in the original work, but was suppressed by the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King and knelt down in front of Tang Wulin.

Times have changed. The Golden and Silver Dragon Kings are unreasonable, and all the dragons are forced to lie prostrate on the ground. If you insist on fighting them, their bloodlines and souls will turn against you.

"Hey bro, what are you looking at? The Holy Dragon of Light isn't weak, but since you were brought here by Sect Master Mu, your martial soul must be extraordinary, right?"

Xu Miao spoke with great enthusiasm, seemingly possessing the potential to be a chatterbox.

"Oh, I am not very talented; my martial soul is myself," Feng Zaixing said modestly.

"Your own complete original spirit? You're amazing, bro. You're worthy of being in the top ten of the young genius list."

Hearing this, Xu Miao became even more enthusiastic, expressing his belief that Feng Zaixing could stand shoulder to shoulder with him in the future.

Brother Xu, you flatter me.

Feng Zaixing initially recognized the other party as a trustworthy person; a genius with discernment and a good communication skills was rare in this era.

"Xu Miao is so young. Isn't it a bit much to assume he can cultivate to a level comparable to ours?"

Another young man brought by Long Zhan spoke up, his words barbed.

Feng Zaixing turned his head and saw that the man was quite good-looking and about the same age as Xu Miao, but his face was cold and he looked unapproachable.

Xu Miao scoffed, showing absolutely no respect:

"Long Zhen, what right do you have to refute me when you're ranked twelfth? You're not even in the top ten."

"Xu Miao, you..."

Long Zhen blushed and said angrily, "We haven't fought in a long time, how about we exchange a few blows today? I've felt for a long time that the current rankings are wrong."

"Fine, let's fight then. See you at the Spirit Ascension Platform later. Are you afraid of your Radiant Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex?"

Xu Miao whistled, his face showing a completely different expression than before, looking even more arrogant than Long Zhen.

My buddy is very conscientious about contracts; I'll definitely come back to you for the next order.

Feng Zaixing gave the guy who did the favor a thumbs up, walked out, pointed to Long Chen who hadn't opened his eyes yet, and said to Long Zhen:

"Since you two came together, how about we test our skills against each other in the Ascension Platform, two against two?"

He doesn't have the habit of swallowing insults and turning a blind eye; giving the other person a few slaps would also help him achieve his goals today.

"You want to fight too?"

When Feng Zaixing spoke, Long Zhen hesitated, as the opponent's soul power fluctuations were much stronger than Long Chen's.

"You were the one who was complaining earlier, but now that we're going to beat you up, you're not happy about it. I'm telling you, Long Zhen, are you even capable?" Xu Miao teased.

"Alright, of course my Long family's genius can do it!"

An undeniable voice rang out, and everyone turned to look at Long Zhan, who had spoken.

Long Zhan pointed to Long Chen, whose soul fusion had gone smoothly and whose back was adorned with a white dragon soaring into the sky, and declared with high spirits:

"Just like my ancestor, Chen'er has perfectly merged with the Heavenly Dragon Horse, his bloodline has been sublimated, and he is not afraid of any challenge."

"Chen'er, are you confident?"

"Of course! My goal is to top the list of young geniuses and enter the continent's most influential list!"

Long Chen responded loudly, his youthful face radiating unwavering confidence. He looked at Feng Zaixing, his eyes gleaming with golden light, and said, word by word:

"I know you're a genius, but I'll show you that there's a difference between geniuses."

Having fused with the same Heavenly Dragon Horse soul as his ancestor, Long Chen felt full of power. Even if the opponent's soul power was higher, it didn't matter. Top geniuses can defy the odds!

Ancestor, I will continue your glory and let the light of the Holy Dragon of Light shine upon the continent!

Feng Zaixing chuckled inwardly, then said calmly, "See you at the Ascension Platform."

……

The Primary Spirit Ascension Platform corresponds to the outer area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest in ancient times. It is a paradise where ten-year to thousand-year-old spirit beasts are active, and occasionally ten-thousand-year-old spirit beasts will appear.

Xu Miao summoned his martial spirit to clear the way, three purple spirit rings ringing steadily. He used the Xuanming Tortoise Shell Shield as a mountain-splitting axe, cutting through large swathes of vegetation in his path, and said to those behind him:

"Brother Feng, I believe you are familiar with the basic rules of the Spirit Ascension Platform. Hunting a soul beast allows you to absorb one-tenth of its lifespan's energy to increase the lifespan of your soul ring. How about we each introduce our abilities?"

Feng Zaixing, dressed in self-made iron armor and a helmet, with only his eyes visible, moved nimbly. Perched on a treetop, he used binoculars to survey the surroundings and replied:

"Alright, my first soul skill is Instantaneous Body Break, which concentrates the power of blood and soul in the body and bursts out, making the attack speed extremely fast and the explosive power twice as strong as usual."

"In addition, I have cultivated the Explosive Step technique, which concentrates my blood and soul power in my feet to increase speed for a short time, as well as some fist and weapon skills and a life-or-death method."

Feng Zaixing wasn't lying. Putting aside soul power attributes and martial soul, this is the effect of the first soul skill.

"Brother Feng, your soul skill is quite impressive. No wonder you are the successor of Sect Master Muye."

Xu Miao turned his head and smiled, "My soul skills are Xuanming Zhen, Xuanming Shield Formation, and Xuanming Power. I also have a family-inherited shield technique and some self-created methods."

"It seems that even at your cultivation level, I might not have been able to defeat you."

"Brother Xu, you're too kind. There's a group of twenty or thirty Crimson Fire Monkeys in the bushes ahead, and their king has a thousand years of cultivation."

While responding, Feng Zaixing also conducted reconnaissance, keenly sensing the enemy's situation.

"A speed-type Redfire Monkey? Let's strike first." Xu Miao raised an eyebrow. He was a defense-type and disliked getting entangled with speed-type opponents in complex terrain.

"Alright, let's fight together. This is my first time fighting a soul beast." Feng Zaixing darted through the bushes, his voice filled with excitement.

"Let's do it!"

As he approached the monkey troop, Xu Miao threw the Xuanming Shield, which spun around and sent two Crimson Fire Monkeys flying. The Xuanming Shock exploded, shattering the three nearest monkeys into pieces.

"Chirp chirp~" "Chirp chirp~"

The monkeys cried out, their fear turning into anger, and dozens of fireballs rose into the air and fell, resembling a dazzling rain of fire.

"A little trick."

Xu Miao sneered and was about to step forward when he suddenly heard a loud bang behind him. Then he saw a figure as fast as lightning dart out from the side and rush into the monkey troop in the blink of an eye.

"Your speed is faster than some Soul Masters, but your level is low, so this is very dangerous."

Xu Miao's expression turned anxious, and he quickly stepped forward with his shield, fearing that the inexperienced Feng Zaixing might cause an accident.

However, what happened next made him stop in his tracks.

A series of "bang" sounds rang out, and five or six hundred-year-old Crimson Fire Monkeys shot out like cannonballs, crashed to the ground, and fell silent.

"He's so young, yet he uses a hammer as a weapon? And his qi and blood are so strong?"

Xu Miao's eyes twitched; he realized that Feng Zaixing was much stronger than he had imagined.

Feng Zaixing's weapons were a pair of tungsten steel hammers, each weighing over a hundred kilograms. He wielded them with ease, each strike carrying immense force.

He shattered the fireballs, knocked away the soul beasts, and, combined with his iron armor, moved as if he were in an empty field, as if an ancient warrior from the distant past had reappeared.

The obviously abnormal art style confused Xu Miao. Wasn't this Feng Zaixing's first time entering the Spirit Ascension Platform? How come he was killing soul beasts as easily as killing chickens?

"Chirp!" The Crimson Fire Monkey King leaped out, surrounded by several fireballs a meter away, which he then hurled into the air.

"You're not good enough to play with fire in front of me." Feng Zaixing turned around and shouted, his two blazing soul powers enveloping his warhammer. The fireballs exploded in mid-air before they even got close to him.

The next instant, Feng Zaixing turned his body to the side, twisted his waist and swung his hammer. The right hammer flew out of his hand, drawing a beautiful and swift parabola.

"boom!"

With a hissing sound of air friction, the Crimson Fire Monkey King was sent flying and crashed into a towering tree, convulsing uncontrollably.

The monkey king was defeated, and the monkey troop scattered like monkeys. Feng Zaixing swung his hammer and chased after them, creating a truly astonishing scene.

"Nobody told me he was such a good fighter! He was like a tiger descending the mountain at the first ring, what would he be like at the third ring?"

Behind him, Xu Miao muttered to himself, feeling somewhat superfluous.

……

Outside, the Xuanming Sect Master's eyes twitched, and he gave Mu Ye a puzzled look:

Your apprentice is so skilled, does he really need my son to mentor him?

Makino chuckled, indicating that it was nothing surprising.

If a successor of the original body cannot fight across borders, can they still be called a successor of the original body? If the Ultimate Flame cannot suppress the Red Fire Monkey's fireball, can it still be called the Ultimate Flame?

He was confident that he deserved seven-tenths credit for Feng Zaixing's achievements, providing him with delicacies day and night, and repeatedly using his original soul power to nourish Feng Zaixing's muscles, bones, and meridians, and cleanse his marrow.

Han Tianyi glanced at Mu Ye and thought to herself, "At least you've done something decent."

On the other side, Long Zhan's face darkened slightly, and he felt extremely uneasy.

He thought to himself, "This disciple of Muye used a method that unleashed his blood and qi. If Chen'er fights a war of attrition, he should have a slight chance of winning..."

However, he quickly realized that Long Chen would never engage in a war of attrition; a direct confrontation would inevitably lead to defeat.

"This is terrible, we've got Chen'er in trouble..."

Long Zhan was sweating profusely as he began to think about how to comfort his son after he was released.