I collect fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 10 Battle! Battle!

Found 1 white skill [Wrestling] fragment (1/10)

Found 1 fragment of the white martial soul [Breast Knuckle] (1/10)

Lu Feng looked at the boy named Da Xiong, whose fists were covered with a faint white light, and several black iron rings were on his fingers.

At first glance, Lu Feng thought his martial spirit was a fist.

At this moment, Da Xiong was pinned down by Wang Sheng. His face was flushed red, clearly indicating that he had used all his strength, but he still could not break free from Wang Sheng's hold.

"How about it! Do you submit?"

Wang Sheng laughed loudly, just about to make a few more sarcastic remarks, when he suddenly caught sight of Lu Feng standing at the door.

He loosened his arms and got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and walked towards Lu Feng.

"A new work-study student?" Wang Sheng asked uncertainly.

Wang Sheng looked Lu Feng up and down. The boy in front of him was only a head shorter than him, and he didn't look like a six-year-old child at all.

"That's right, I'm a work-study student from Holy Soul Village," Lu Feng said with a smile.

"My name is Wang Sheng, my martial spirit is the War Tiger, and I have level nine soul power. We have a rule in Dormitory Seven: newcomers have to show off their skills, and whoever wins becomes the leader. Kid, what's your name? What's your martial spirit?"

"Hello, my name is Lu Feng, my martial soul is 'Body', and my soul power is level five."

As he spoke, Lu Feng extended his right hand in a friendly manner.

Wang Sheng was taken aback by Lu Feng's actions at first, but quickly realized what he meant. Businessmen usually shake hands when they meet.

"Hello." Wang Sheng subconsciously reached out to shake hands with Lu Feng.

However, the next moment, an unexpected event occurred.

Lu Feng moved with lightning speed to stand next to Wang Sheng.

His right hand reached into Wang Sheng's chest, grabbing Wang Sheng's arm. At the same time, he turned and took a step forward with his right foot. Using his back as a fulcrum, he exerted force from his waist and threw Wang Sheng forward from behind.

"Bang!"

Wang Sheng's body slammed hard against the bed frame, and he was thrown several meters away along with the bedding.

The change on the field stunned everyone present. More than a dozen children stared blankly at Lu Feng, and the room fell silent instantly.

Lu Feng casually clapped his hands and smiled, "How about that? I won, didn't I?"

"Hey, why aren't you guys saying anything?"

At that moment, a small, thin child was the first to react, shouting, "You attacked me from behind!"

"Yes, you lack martial ethics!"

"Brother Sheng, get up quickly and teach him a lesson!"

The children began to criticize.

At this moment, Wang Sheng struggled to get up from the ground. He looked rather disheveled, covered in dirt, and his school uniform had a tear in it.

Wang Sheng's expression was unpredictable, and his gaze towards Lu Feng was full of complex emotions.

To be honest, he was very resentful. However, having been the leader of the work-study students for so long, he had dealt with aristocratic students several times. Compared to those aristocrats, Lu Feng's methods could be described as 'upright and honorable'.

Moreover, Lu Feng had clearly held back; otherwise, he would have simply thrown the man to the floor. Although Wang Sheng looked somewhat miserable, he was actually not seriously injured.

Wang Sheng quickly made a decision. He wiped the dust from his forehead and said, "I lost. From today onwards, you are the leader of Dormitory Seven."

At this moment, the short student walked up to Wang Sheng and said, looking aggrieved, "Brother Sheng, why are you chickening out?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng roughly rubbed the short man's hair. "A loss is a loss. When you go hunting spirit beasts in the forest, do you expect them to have any martial ethics?"

"Hmph, we're just too honest sometimes, that's why we keep getting bullied by those aristocratic students," Wang Sheng said angrily.

"Come on, everyone, from now on, call him Brother Feng. Hello, Brother Feng!"

"Hello, Brother Feng!"

The children's voices were in unison.

At this moment, several orbs of light fell out in succession:

Found 1 fragment of the white martial soul [War Tiger] (1/10)

Found 1 white attribute point [Charm] fragment (1/10)

Found 1 white attribute point [Charm] fragment (2/10)

[White Attribute Point: Charisma (10/10) (Can be synthesized)]

Lu Feng trembled, and the next moment, he felt as if he had become even more handsome.

He crossed his arms, a faint smile still on his face, but his heart was bursting with joy.

Over the years, Lu Feng hasn't collected many attribute point fragments. He mostly got them from the strong villagers and from Tang Hao.

Even so, his strength, speed, and physical strength are far superior to those of children his age.

Watching the children playing, a sudden realization flashed in Lu Feng's eyes: "It seems the probability of fragments falling during battle is much higher. Another possibility is that these children are all Soul Masters."

With a thought, Lu Feng scanned the fragment warehouse.

Martial Soul Fragments:

White fragments: [Lone Wolf*1] [Scythe*2] [Knuckle Duster*1].

Yellow Fragment: [Blue Silver Grass *3]

Black Fragment: [Haotian Hammer *2]

"Only by collecting ten fragments of a certain martial soul can you synthesize it, and I'm still a 'martial soulless person' right now. Sigh, it seems I still have to work harder in the future."

Lu Feng made the bed and started chatting with Wang Sheng.

Just like in the original story, the work-study students were looked down upon by the other students and were often bullied. Even Wang Sheng, a level nine Soul Master, would get beaten up from time to time.

As they were talking, Tang San arrived at the dormitory carrying his package.

"Hey, are there really that many work-study students this year? Brother Feng, go give him a taste of his own medicine!" Wang Sheng nudged Lu Feng's arm.

At this moment, Tang San also noticed the provocative looks in everyone's eyes. He walked over to Lu Feng and asked疑惑地问道, "Lu Feng, so you got to the dormitory before me? What's going on with them?"

"Tang San, there's a rule in Dormitory Seven: whoever has the biggest fist is the boss. How about we have a spar?"

Lu Feng looked at Tang San with a smile, his eyes as if he were looking at a lucky charm!

Tang San thought for a moment, then without much hesitation, said, "Alright, let's have a competition."

Tang San still vividly remembered the move Lu Feng used to cleave the hidden arrow with a wood-chopping knife on the small hill in Holy Soul Village. In his mind, Lu Feng's skills were by no means inferior to those of an average adult man.

That's why, in his spare time, Tang San often replayed the scene in his mind, wanting to avenge that "one-hit grudge".

We, the disciples of the Tang Clan, are no less than anyone else!

"Lu Feng, take this!"

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

Tang San raised his fist and took several steps forward, launching an attack on Lu Feng.

Lu Feng looked at Tang San's pale hands, a triumphant smile playing on his lips. However, he instantly composed himself and focused his mental energy.

He wouldn't be careless at all, as this was his first time facing off against the protagonist of the original story.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two exchanged blows, testing each other's skills.

Suddenly, both of them sped up at the same time.

A series of loud "bang bang bang" sounds, like firecrackers exploding in succession, rang out.

Wang Sheng and the others watched intently as the two fought, their eyes gleaming with admiration.

Wang Sheng was surprised to find that if he were to fight any of the people on the field, he probably wouldn't be a match for them.

Especially Lu Feng, whose punches are not only fast but also extremely powerful; I probably couldn't even last three minutes.

"Phew~, thank goodness I didn't listen to Xiao Liu's instigation, otherwise I would have suffered terribly." Wang Sheng thought to himself with relief.

On the field, Lu Feng dodged to the left, avoiding Tang San's fist. At the same time, he clenched his right fist, used his left foot as a pivot, and with the momentum of his body turning, swung his right fist back at Tang San.

Tang San did not expect Lu Feng to react so quickly. He raised his arms to block in front of him, and his palms turned completely white.

Solid as cold jade, impervious to all poisons—the Mysterious Jade Hand!

"Bang!" The two forces collided, and Tang San couldn't help but take two steps back, while Lu Feng's attack was also neutralized.

"Such powerful strength!" Tang San was shocked as he looked at his slightly trembling arms.

However, Tang San quickly made a decision.

"Swish, swish!"

Tang San's speed suddenly increased significantly, and in the blink of an eye, several afterimages appeared behind him.

Lingbo Bagua, ghostly shadows everywhere—the Ghostly Shadow Step!

At the same time, Tang San's hands transformed into phantoms, heading straight for Lu Feng's tiger's mouth acupoint, right foot acupoint, and shoulder well acupoint.

These acupoints are where the numbness-inducing tendons of the human body are located. A light touch can numb and control the enemy, while a heavy blow can cause the enemy to faint from extreme pain.

"Bang bang bang!" The two exchanged several blows in succession.

"Boom!" Tang San's body crashed into the door with a loud bang.

However, he was not harmed at all, and his eyes were filled with a triumphant look.

"What a bizarre attack!" Lu Feng shook his slightly sore arm, his eyes filled with seriousness.

Although I haven't accumulated many attribute points over the years, my physical strength is in no way inferior to that of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy.

However, now, after only ten minutes of fighting with Tang San, he was already feeling tired?

"Lu Feng, admit defeat! Don't you feel weak all over and have no strength left?" Tang San said smugly.

"Damn, this new guy is so strong! Are we going to have to change our leader again?" the skinny kid exclaimed.

"Snapped!"

Wang Sheng slapped him on the head. "Little Liu, shut up!"

Wang Sheng had already realized that these two were many levels stronger than him.

"Tang San, in terms of physical skills, no one I've fought is better than you. I, Lu Feng, am willing to acknowledge you as the strongest!"

After saying that, Lu Feng's soul power surged, and a cool aura burst forth from his dantian, slowly flowing into his limbs.

Instantly, he felt the soreness in his arms ease considerably, and even his soul power showed faint signs of breaking through!

From the Tao comes one, from the primordial chaos to the infinite, from the two polarities and the four symbols, life is endless—the Mysterious Heaven Skill!

A sly smile played on Lu Feng's lips. "However, these methods alone are far from enough! Show me what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"

"Huh? You can still fight?"

Tang San was slightly surprised by Lu Feng's "showing off".

However, after listening to Lu Feng's words, he felt a sense of mutual respect and understanding. A flame seemed to burn fiercely within him, and his body gradually warmed up.

"Fine, since you insist on fighting, I'll gladly oblige! Lu Feng, watch out!"

(End of this chapter)