The Tree Realm Descends on Douluo Continent

Chapter 223 Everyone can create their own soul skills? Then I'll create one too.

"Oh! Create your own soul skill? I know someone named Feng Xiaotian who does this just like you, but he's starting to regret it now."

Li Xun squatted on top of the wooden figure's head, watching Xie Yue with great interest.

"Li Xun, I admit you're strong, but how can a newbie like Feng Xiaotian compare to me?"

Xie Yue held the two moon blades in his hands, one upright and one inverted: "My move can't actually hit enemies at high places, but even so, I want to try to see if it can effectively attack your wooden dummy."

At this moment, the stage was shrouded in red mist. This was a skill resulting from the fusion of Xie Yue and Hu Liena's martial souls, which could induce illusions in opponents. However, since Li Xun was currently sixty meters above the ground, this skill was no longer effective.

It can't be said that it had no effect at all. Seeing that nothing was wrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and the others, fearing that they would be affected on the arena, took advantage of the moment when the red mist appeared to leave the arena.

Seeing that there was no one else on the arena, Xie Yue's figure suddenly vanished, leaving only a rapidly spinning white disc in his place: "Full Moon!"

Once the white disc formed by the rapidly spinning evil moon was completed, it rushed toward the feet of the wooden figure at an extremely fast speed.

Li Xun manipulated the wooden figure to step forward, and the disc instantly dodged, then quickly cut along the edge of the wooden figure's foot.

The Martial Soul Fusion Skill, empowered by two level 50 Soul Kings, is far stronger than the skills of Davis and Zhu Zhuyun.

If the Netherworld White Tiger can barely fight against a level 70 opponent, then Xie Yue and Hu Liena can already defeat most ordinary Soul Emperors.

The white disc was moving extremely fast, circling the wooden figure's feet before rapidly retreating.

Looking at the pieces of wood that they had cut down with their sharp moon blades, Xie Yue and Hu Liena felt relieved.

"It will work. His wooden figure is just big, but it's still wood after all," Xie Yue thought to Hu Liena.

"Brother, you need to be even faster! Look, in just a short while, the wooden figure has already started to heal from the attack it just suffered." Hu Liena was more observant than Xie Yue and immediately noticed the difference.

Xie Yue's heart skipped a beat: "Then let's just cut off the wooden figure's legs this time. With such a huge size, even if they can heal, it definitely won't be able to stand up for a while."

"The core concept of your self-created soul skills, whether it's the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of Gale, or your Crescent Moon, is just about who can spin the fastest, which I find very hard to understand."

Li Xun looked at the wildly spinning white disc below and chuckled, "Inspired by you all, I've also created a soul skill. Please take a look."

After saying that, Li Xun manipulated the wooden figure to remove the wooden dragon that was wrapped around its body. The wooden figure then shook the wooden dragon by its tail, and the wooden dragon, like a soft whip, burst into the air with a whistling sound.

Thud—

The enormous sonic boom reverberated throughout the Papal Palace Square, causing everyone present to change their expressions, and the weaker spectators suffered from constant ringing in their ears.

Although the wooden dragon in the wooden figure's hand was not as large as the one Li Xun summoned alone, it was still close to forty meters long. With a single swing, a gust of wind howled and dust flew everywhere.

"The name of this move might be too common, so I won't call it out. Here you go!" Li Xun laughed and manipulated the wooden figure holding the wooden dragon to swing it behind him, then suddenly lashed it at the rapidly spinning disc.

Whoosh—

The high-speed swing of the wooden dragon produced a sonic boom, accompanied by a gale, like a meteorite impact.

Upon witnessing such power, the faces of those present no longer changed color, but rather showed fear.

Xie Yue had been full of confidence and was preparing to launch another attack, but when he saw the huge wooden dragon that was so close and coming with a whooshing sound, he felt that the world was silent.

We'll die!! If we get hit by this attack, we'll be reduced to ashes!!

The evil moon stopped spinning, staring blankly at the enormous dragon body rushing towards them. A sense of despair suddenly overwhelmed him and Hu Liena.

At this moment, Salas, as the referee, was truly in a dilemma. As a Contra user, he could feel the power contained in Li Xun's attack.

If he were fighting me now, I would definitely not choose to take the blow head-on, but would instead use a roundabout strategy.

But at this moment, as the referee of this battle, in front of the Pope and his colleagues, Salas must ensure the safety of Huliena and Xieyue.

After all, Hu Liena was Bibi Dong's personal disciple.

Salas's face flashed with helplessness, and eight spirit rings appeared beneath his feet—two yellow, two purple, and four black—as he instantly pounced on Xie Yue.

boom-

Dust billowed and rocks flew as the wooden figure's strike collided with Salas, instantly destroying most of the arena.

Salas's expression was grave. His eighth spirit ring shone with a unique brilliance, forming a radiant shield that enveloped him, Hu Liena, and Xie Yue.

Click—

With a crisp sound, a small crack appeared on the protective shield.

Salas's expression changed drastically, his face turning extremely ugly. He had underestimated the power of Li Xun's attack.

Daring not to be overconfident and take the hit head-on, Salas quickly used the force transmitted from the wooden dragon to retreat with Hu Liena and the other person.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

boom-

Although it was meant to deflect the force, Salas's retreat caused the chassis to become unstable, and the three of them were instantly thrown away by the enormous force until they crashed into the wall of the Papal Palace Square and came to a stop.

The square was silent at first, but soon erupted in a clamor.

Who is Salas? He is one of the four Platinum Bishops of the Spirit Hall, an 87th-level Soul Douluo. Although he cannot compare to the prestige of the Spirit Hall Elders, he is still a rare opponent on the continent.

But now a young man has made such a mess of things. Although Salas was rescuing people and not actually fighting, it is still quite embarrassing for a master to lose face in such a situation.

"Cough cough." Salas stood up from the ruins of the wall, and then, ignoring his disheveled appearance, pulled Hu Liena and Xie Yue out first.

He glanced at Li Xun with a complicated expression, then coughed lightly and bowed slightly to Bibi Dong: "Your Holiness, the results of this competition are in."

Salas's words stunned not only the audience but also Bibi Dong for a moment.

Salas wasn't like this before, was he? Why did he just let it go like that? Shouldn't he have reprimanded Li Xun for going too far and trying to kill someone? Even if not for others, shouldn't he at least have tried to make amends for himself?

Bibi Dong thought about it and realized that it might be because she had put too much pressure on Salas recently, which made him more cautious now.

He then stood up and said, "The champion of this year's All-Continent Elite Soul Master Tournament is the Heaven Dou Royal Team. Congratulations!"

Ning Fengzhi also stood up, and when Bibi Dong announced the start of the competition, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand floated gracefully into the sky above the Spirit Hall.

When it flew to a certain height, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda instantly increased in size, transforming into a giant pagoda ten meters tall in an instant.

A series of halos appeared continuously. Ning Fengzhi touched his brow, and the sixth level of the pagoda suddenly emitted a soft light, shining on everyone.

When the light entered their bodies, everyone present felt a jolt of energy, and some hidden injuries and toxins were slowly healed and cleared away.

cunning and treacherous!

Bibi Dong looked at the crowd below who were constantly expressing their gratitude to Ning Fengzhi, and couldn't help but think to herself.

(End of this chapter)