Douluo Continent: Azure Dragon Slays Evil, Qilin Suppresses the World

Chapter 45 Xuan Qing's Speechlessness

Seeing that he couldn't break through after a long attack and his strength was running out, Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and his third soul ring lit up.

"Third Soul Skill: Gale Wings"

He unfurled a pair of cyan wings on his back, exuding a violent aura. This soul skill not only allowed him to fly but also restored his body to its optimal state.

"Watch out, what follows is my self-created soul skill, Gale Wolf, Twenty-Eight Consecutive Slashes!"

The first strike caused Xuanqing to be knocked back a step by his dragon claws after attempting to block it.

The second strike was even more powerful, and Xuan Qing retreated again.

The power and speed of each of the third and fourth strikes will increase.

The bloodstains on Xuan Qing's body became more numerous and deeper.

Feng Xiaotian was like a tireless machine, slashing wildly.

Twenty-eight strikes, one after another, relentlessly, the arena filled with the glint of swords and the chilling aura of killing intent.

"This is the twenty-eighth strike, my friend. Can you hold on?"

Feng Xiaotian roared, his wings transforming into giant guillotines that slashed down fiercely.

This strike combined the power of the previous twenty-seven strikes, making it extremely terrifying; the air itself was torn apart, emitting a shriek.

Xuanqing looked at the guillotine blades he had collected and a smile appeared on his face.

"I've already seen your self-created soul skill, now it's time for you to see mine."

A greenish-blue energy emanated from his body, flowing like water.

The water flowed more and more, becoming increasingly solid, until finally it roared to the sky and transformed into a gigantic water dragon.

The water dragon coils around, its might overwhelming the world.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing are two people who experienced this firsthand.

Ning Fengzhi, Dugu Bo, and the other three recognized it; it was this move that defeated the Shrek Seven Devils.

"This is my self-created soul skill, and I've named it 'One'."

"Soaring high!"

Looking at the massive guillotine, Xuan Qing twisted his right hand and let out a low shout.

"The Heavenly Dragon appears, break!"

The enormous water dragon roared to the sky, charging towards Feng Xiaotian with terrifying momentum.

A resolute glint flashed in Feng Xiaotian's eyes as he roared.

"Come on! Let's see who's stronger!"

The enormous blue guillotine and the roaring water dragon collided with a deafening crash.

"boom--!"

A deafening explosion rang out as the soul energies of both sides collided, generating a violent shockwave that swept across the entire arena.

The audience held their breath, staring intently at the arena. Even many Soul Masters couldn't unleash the power of that attack. They wanted to know who had won.

As the smoke cleared, the scene on the arena was revealed.

Feng Xiaotian lay on the ground, his face pale, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth. His wings had vanished, and his clothes were tattered and torn, making him look quite disheveled.

Xuan Qing stood still, his body injured but his breathing steady. He had won, and the victory was without a doubt.

Feng Xiaotian struggled to sit up, looked at Xuan Qing and gave him a thumbs up. He smiled, a carefree and sincere smile.

"Impressive! I, Feng Xiaotian, have never been convinced by anyone in my life, but you are one of them. It's no wonder I lost to you."

Xuanqing walked over, reached out and helped him up, the movement was very natural.

"You flatter me. Your soul skill is not bad either. If the carrier is a ten-thousand-year soul skill, its power can be doubled. But if a thousand-year soul skill is used as a carrier, it can only be used up to the seventh ring at most."

Feng Xiaotian was taken aback. He had never thought about this issue before, always feeling that his self-created soul skills would become stronger the more he practiced them. Now, after being awakened by Xuan Qing, he realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Thank you for your guidance. I had never thought of this before. There are limits to what can be carried out. If I insist on going my own way, I'm afraid I will really go astray and ruin my future."

"You're welcome. You're a very good opponent. You're among the top three young people on the entire continent."

2

"The hands of a clock always point forward; we cannot stand still."

"I hope someone can keep up with me. I don't want to look back and find that there's no one behind me. That would be too lonely."

Feng Xiaotian nodded emphatically.

"I understand. I will continue to work hard and strive to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with you one day."

"I'll be waiting."

The referee announced it from the ring.

"Xuan Qing wins this round, who will challenge him next?"

A deathly silence fell over the audience.

Huo Wu's expression kept changing. She wanted to go up but didn't dare. She was warlike but not stupid. Feng Xiaotian had already lost, so if she went up, she would just be feeding the enemy.

Shui Bing'er's eyes were solemn. She knew she was no match for Xuan Qing, whose strength had already surpassed that of a Soul Venerable.

Just as everyone was still hesitating, a clear voice rang out.

"I'll do it!"

Everyone looked and saw Shui Yue'er. She jumped onto the stage, her eyes sparkling, looking at Xuan Qing with a lovestruck expression.

They didn't look like they were there to fight; they looked more like they were there to see handsome guys.

"Little brother, you're amazing! My name is Shui Yue'er, and I'm a level 32 Soul Master."

"How about we have a match? If I lose, I'll treat you to dinner; if I win... how about you be my boyfriend?"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

This girl is too bold, confessing her feelings in public like that?

Shui Bing'er rubbed her forehead; she felt like dying. This younger sister of hers was a disgrace to the country.

"Moon! Come down! Stop fooling around!"

Shuiyue chuckled.

"Sis, I'm not messing around. It would be such a shame to miss out on such a handsome young man. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Xuan Qing's lips twitched, and he spoke somewhat speechlessly.

"Big sister, I'm only ten years old. This is like an old cow eating young grass; it's not appropriate, is it?"

Shuiyue'er was not convinced.

"So what if I'm ten years old? There's a saying that a girl who's three years older is like a gold brick. I'm not even fourteen yet, you could probably carry more than one. Besides, I'm not bad looking, and I have a good figure. You're not at a loss. As for my height, I can still grow taller."

Xuan Qing sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. This girl was hopeless.

"Can we begin?"

The referee, suppressing a laugh, nodded quickly.

"Alright, let the match begin."

Xuan Qing officially released his soul ring for the first time, which caused another gasp from the audience. Although they had heard of the third soul ring of ten thousand years, seeing it in person was still too shocking.

"First Soul Skill: Azure Scale Rain".

Blue raindrops fell from the sky, covering the entire arena. The raindrops landed on Xuan Qing, and his injuries began to heal at a visible speed.

When it landed on Shui Yue'er, his soul power began to disappear rapidly.

Shui Yue'er's expression changed, and she quickly summoned her martial spirit.

"You only have one hundred seconds. If you can't beat me in one hundred seconds, you lose."

Shui Yue'er gritted her teeth and activated her third soul skill. The illusory image of the jade dolphin crashed into Xuan Qing, but it didn't even leave a mark on the dragon scales.

Shuiyue was so angry that she stomped her feet.

"You cheat! How am I supposed to fight with that soul skill? You're such a straight man, you don't even want a sweet and soft girlfriend, so many people want to pursue me, but I haven't said yes to any of them."

Xuanqing simply couldn't handle this type of girl, so he turned to the referee instead.

"Can I just give up? Let her win, I don't want to fight anymore."

The referee was also struggling to suppress his laughter, but he still nodded.

"Yes, Shuiyue'er wins this match. Xuanqing automatically forfeits and fails to defend his title."

Xuan Qing felt as if he had been granted a pardon and jumped off the stage, returning to the VIP seats. He slumped into a chair and let out a long sigh.