Douluo Continent: Awakening the Original Martial Soul at the Start.

Chapter 64 The Mysterious Dream

Following Qiu Lin, they walked towards the training ground of the first team. Meng Shenji was dominating Zhong Weibiao and seven others all by himself, while three other people were watching intently, afraid of missing any detail.

After Li Fei and Qiu Lin arrived, they quietly watched the battle unfold.

As expected of the Soul Master, Meng Shenji completely controlled Zhong Weibiao and his six companions under the black mist of the Black Demon Martial Soul. The seven could only barely stand on the arena by cooperating closely with each other under the Black Demon's attacks.

"How is it?!" Qiu Lin asked.

"The seven of them cooperated well and managed to hold out against the Dream Cult for so long, but they still lacked a certain spirit, a fighting spirit!" Knowing that Qiu Lin was testing him, Li Fei smiled and gave his opinion.

"There's nothing we can do about it. The students at Tiandou Academy are all children of nobles. None of them have ever experienced danger or life and death. It's already quite good that they can hold on like this in the face of attacks from Soul Douluo like the Dream Cult!" Qiu Lin sighed. It wasn't that they didn't want Zhong Weibiao and the others to go on a wilderness survival trip, but since their parents were all nobles, if something happened to them, the school wouldn't be in a good position either.

Li Fei didn't say much, but was thinking about how to deal with the omnipresent black mist that was Meng Shenji. If he wasn't careful, he would be controlled and at the mercy of others.

"As expected of Contra, no matter how I fight, I can't escape Dream Machine's control!"

After simulating it in his mind more than a dozen times, Li Fei came to the conclusion that it wouldn't work. The black mist had a form but no substance, and under the control of the Dream God Machine, it was virtually omnipresent. Moreover, his attack power was insufficient, and he feared he wouldn't be able to break through the Dream God Machine's black mist.

The only possible chance is that Meng Shenji's rival is careless, but even if he does that, it will only give him one more chance to attack and make him look bad, and then it will have no other effect.

Meng Shenji quickly blasted Zhong Weibiao and his seven teammates off the stage, nodding in satisfaction. The seven's teamwork was excellent, and as long as the opponents from the Spirit Hall Academy weren't too outrageous, there was a sliver of hope for the championship.

Seeing that Meng Shenji had finished his battle, Qiu Lin leaped onto the arena and whispered a few words in Meng Shenji's ear.

Meng Shenji glanced at Li Fei with surprise, then nodded, his expression hardening as he coldly said, "Li Fei, come up here!"

"I knew it!" Li Fei said helplessly. The moment Qiu Lin went up, he knew that a fight was going to happen.

With a powerful stomp of his feet, he transformed into a blur and landed on the arena. He cupped his hands and smiled, saying, "Student Li Fei greets Commissioner Meng Shenji."

"Come on, let me see your strength!" Meng Shenji sneered, and with a wave of his hand, wisps of black mist appeared, transforming into more than a dozen ropes that wrapped around Li Fei from all directions.

"Third Soul Skill: Perception!"

With the use of his perception soul skill, his eyes turned crimson gold, with mysterious streams of light flashing within them. The trajectory of the ropes formed from black mist in the air was very clear, and the flow of his inner soul power could not escape Li Fei's eyes. His soul power surged under his feet as he performed basic martial arts movements, flipping and dodging, always dodging attacks at just the right moment. He passed through the gaps between the dozen or so black ropes, and then his whole body shot out like a sharp arrow.

"Good lad, impressive!" Meng Shenji's eyes lit up with surprise. With just a few moves, he could tell that Li Fei had a wealth of combat experience, far surpassing that of Zhong Weibiao and the others!

With another movement of his hand, the black mist that had originally transformed into ropes instantly spread out, engulfing the entire arena. Li Fei had no time to stop it and was completely swallowed up by the black mist.

"This is troublesome!" Li Fei's expression turned serious. His eyes kept darting around as he used his perception soul skill to search for weak points in the black mist space. The changes and flow of soul power within it were clearly visible, and even the slightest changes in soul power could not escape Li Fei's eyes.

Within this space, the flow of soul power was exactly the same all around, with no discernible difference.

"Excellent! Excellent!"

"Third Soul Skill: Night Demon Blade!"

Sensing Li Fei's steady breathing within the black mist, knowing he showed no sign of panic, Meng Shenji grew increasingly satisfied. A chilling aura erupted from his body, his hands formed a seal, and with a pull, a black blade appeared in his hand. With a swift turn, he instantly appeared beside Li Fei, the blade flashing fiercely as it slashed down!

Seeing the soul power flowing rapidly to his right and hearing the sharp sound of air being torn apart, Li Fei knew that Meng Shenji's attack was coming. He focused his mind intently, and an incomparably domineering aura suddenly appeared, like a tyrant descending upon the world, fearless of everything.

Sensing the appearance of Meng Shenji and watching his sword-wielding movements, he slightly twisted his body to dodge the sword attack, then turned around and struck out with a palm, advancing without retreating, exuding a scorching and explosive aura.

Meng Shenji felt a surge of intense energy approaching. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Fei with some surprise. The previous strike, under his control, wasn't fast, but it wasn't something a Soul King could dodge. Yet, Li Fei not only easily dodged it but also managed to counterattack.

"Perfect timing, let me test your attack power!"

With a determined heart, Meng Shenji assumed a horse stance, and Li Fei's crimson palm struck his chest. A crimson light shot into the sky, and the violent energy instantly dispersed the black mist on the arena.

Meng Shenji felt a surge of scorching energy spread throughout his body and then erupt. The violent soul power raged within him like a volcanic eruption. Instantly, Meng Shenji felt his internal organs tremble, and a mouthful of blood reached his throat, about to be spat out in the next second.

"Damn little brat, how dare you scheme against me!" Meng Shenji instantly realized that he had been careless. In order not to lose face in front of his students and teachers, he suppressed the urge to vomit blood and then mobilized his soul power to suppress the raging soul power within his body.

"Flame Palm - Explosion!"

Undeterred by his superior position, Li Fei immediately pinpointed Meng Shenji's location by feeling the touch of his palms. His soul power circulated rapidly within his body, compressing and condensing. With a flurry of movements, countless palm prints pressed down upon Meng Shenji.

"This fire-attribute soul power even contains holy attributes!"

As he mobilized his soul power, Meng Shenji immediately noticed the abnormality. His Black Demon Martial Soul was a type of Dark Martial Soul, which was most afraid of Holy Soul Power. Although Holy Soul Power was rare in Li Fei's soul power, it still made it a little more difficult for him to suppress the soul power in his body.

Looking up at the dense, crimson palm prints in front of him, Meng Shenji knew he had lost face completely. He instantly unleashed his Soul Douluo power, and all his best-equipped Soul Rings appeared, sending Li Fei flying.

"Is that enough, Meng Education Committee Member?"

Li Fei's muscles and meridians rippled, guiding the soul power of the Dream God Machine from both inside and outside his body to the soles of his feet. He took a few steps in the air, causing the air to explode with muffled thuds. He then landed steadily off the field, a smile on his face.

"You're pretty good, kid!" Meng Shenji swallowed the reversed blood and glared fiercely at Li Fei.

(End of this chapter)