Douluo Continent: You become gods, I become immortals

Chapter 51 Beg Me!

On the plaza of Blazing Academy, two figures clashed and intersected like ghosts, unleashing a dazzling display of light and shadow.

Huo Yunshan had clearly given it his all; his signature Fiery Dragon Martial Soul was pushed to its limit, and crimson flames almost enveloped his entire body.

The four spirit rings shone in succession—yellow, yellow, purple, and purple—and the spirit skills were no longer released individually, but formed exquisite combos.

"Flame Charge" followed by "Fire Dragon Tail Sweep", and "Fire Net Binding" then led to "Explosive Flame Impact". The connection between the soul skills was incredibly smooth, with one blazing wave of fire after another, attempting to suppress the opponent with absolute range and power.

The entire square seemed to have transformed into a scorching inferno, with the air itself distorted by the intense heat.

However, "Mizuki" seemed to be handling the raging fire with ease.

Shui Qingxue moved with agility, as if she were dancing in an invisible dance. The chilling aura emanating from her Ice Phoenix Martial Soul formed a natural barrier around her, blocking out most of the heat waves.

She rarely used her soul skills; as her hands moved swiftly, countless sharp ice shards and thin ice feathers shot out like a torrential rain.

These seemingly simple attacks contain extremely tricky angles and amazing penetrating power. What's even more terrifying is her speed, as if she can predict all of Huo Yunshan's movements and always appear in the most advantageous position to attack or dodge.

The clash between ice and fire, presented with a strange beauty under her graceful and agile fighting style, yet concealed a deadly intent.

In the audience, Li Yingxue's clear, beautiful eyes were fixed on Shui Qingxue in the arena, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

Li Yingxue turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Zi: Did my brother give her pointers before?"

That keen ability to spot enemy aircraft, that perception that seems to see through the opponent's movements, and that fighting style that maximizes one's own advantages—all of these gave her a deep sense of familiarity.

Xiao Bai pouted, her delicate little face full of reluctance, and said sullenly, "It's more than just guidance! Back when Young Master was in Tianshui City, he would occasionally give me some pointers on cultivation, and this guy shamelessly came up to me, insisting on learning from me."

Xiao Bai recalled the past with a hint of bitterness in his voice.

"At that time, she was very interested in our training content and kept pestering the young master. The young master saw that she was Master Shui's daughter and didn't want to refuse her too much, so he reluctantly let her listen in."

"And the result?" Li Yingxue pressed.

"The result—" Xiaobai slumped his head in frustration, his voice even a few decibels lower.

"She's a prodigy in terms of reaction speed and perception. Her progress is frighteningly fast. Even I am ashamed of myself now!"

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As a snow fox with 100,000 years of cultivation, it was a disgrace to be inferior to a human girl in these two aspects!

Li Yingxue nodded knowingly, thinking to herself: [Just as I thought, Shui Qingxue, who doesn't follow the usual path, has indeed received careful guidance from my brother.]

That unique fighting style, that composure and confidence—who else but his brother could have given it to him?

Meanwhile, in the main viewing position, Huo Zhenshan's burly body leaned forward slightly, his brows furrowed, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He spoke in a deep voice, his tone complex: "Old Shui, your daughter's approach—it's a bit strange."

With his Soul Douluo-level insight, he naturally saw the outcome of this sparring match at a glance: his son, Huo Yunshan, would likely lose.

It wasn't due to the difference in soul power level or the strength of the martial soul's origin, but rather a complete defeat in terms of tactical application, on-the-spot reaction, and control of the battle rhythm.

The skills that Shui Qingxue displayed were extremely exquisite. Her current true strength is no weaker than some Soul King powerhouses who have been immersed in battle for many years!

Shui Canglan stroked his beard, watching his daughter's agile figure on the stage, his eyes filled with undisguised satisfaction and pride: "Tch, of course! My teaching ability is better than yours, and my daughter is more outstanding than your son. Isn't that normal?"

Huo Zhenshan scoffed, not believing it at all: "Heh, don't give me that. You're exaggerating to the skies! We're both equally good at this."

He paused, then looked sharply at Shui Canglan.

"Moreover, Qingxue's soul ring configuration is quite different from yours back then."

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Huo Zhenshan shook his head.

"Tsk tsk tsk, apart from the first ring being similar, the last three are all amplification-type soul skills, this combination—tsk tsk."

He took a deep breath, a hint of envy barely perceptible in his voice: "If I'm not mistaken, Qingxue's Ice Phoenix Martial Soul seems to be of even higher quality than yours, with a faint possibility of awakening the 'Ultimate Ice' attribute!"

When the term "ultimate attribute" was mentioned, Huo Zhenshan's eyes lit up with eagerness.

As a Contra player, he understood better than anyone what this meant.

If he had possessed the ultimate attributes when he was young, his achievements today would be far greater, and his chances of becoming a Title Douluo would have increased significantly.

But now, his potential has been exhausted, and without a miraculous stroke of luck, he will be stuck at the level of Soul Douluo for the rest of his life.

"My daughter was fortunate enough to receive guidance from a wise person."

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Shui Canglan stopped trying to be mysterious and frankly admitted it.

The traces Zhang Qingxuan left in Tianshui City are not difficult to discover with a little investigation and reasoning.

"A master? Who is it?" Huo Zhenshan's curiosity was completely piqued.

"Zhang Qingxuan," Shui Canglan uttered the name.

"It was him!" Huo Zhenshan's pupils contracted slightly, then he was relieved.

Based on the fragmented information I had gleaned from Xiaobai, this mysterious Mr. Zhang's abilities certainly deserve the title of "master".

"Do you know the specific method?" Huo Zhenshan couldn't help but ask, his tone tinged with urgency.

For the sake of his son Huoyunshan's future, he couldn't care about anything else at the moment.

Shui Canglan's eyes darted around, a sly smile playing on her lips as she deliberately kept everyone in suspense: "Well—"

He gave Huo Zhenshan a look that said, "You'd better beg me!"

Huo Zhenshan understood the meaning in those eyes. A vein throbbed on his forehead, but he ultimately suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Old Shui, I beg you to tell me!"

Shui Canglan laughed heartily and patted Huo Zhenshan on the shoulder: "Hey, Brother Huo, why are you being so formal!"

"We're practically brothers, why bother with the word 'ask'?"

Shui Canglan had an air of "I'm very loyal to my friends".

Huo Zhenshan suppressed the urge to knock him over and forced out a few words through gritted teeth: "Then hurry up and say it!"

Shui Canglan's smile suddenly froze, turning somewhat awkward. She touched her nose sheepishly and said, "Uh—actually, I'm not very clear on the specific details either."

"I only observed part of the training back then —"

"I f*** you—" Huo Zhenshan choked on his words, almost spitting out blood on the spot.

He had already humbled himself and asked for help, but the other party replied with "I don't know"?

All that buildup and boasting just now was just to tease him!