Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Ning Rongrong shook her head and said in a soft but firm voice, "I'll stay here with you."

Wang Teng glanced at her, then stopped trying to persuade her and nodded in agreement, saying, "Alright, but you should take a few steps back into the bamboo forest."

"After all, when Fatty's evil fire erupts later, the surrounding temperature will be very high. Don't burn yourself."

"Ok, I know."

After hearing this, Ning Rongrong nodded, took four or five meters back, and stood next to a dense clump of bamboo, quietly watching Wang Teng and Ma Hongjun.

After settling Ning Rongrong in, Wang Teng turned around, sat cross-legged facing Ma Hongjun, and said in a deep voice, "Come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crimson phantom suddenly rose above Ma Hongjun's head.

The Fiery Phoenix.

Unlike ordinary firebirds, this phoenix was covered in purplish-red lava, like a ferocious beast that had just emerged from the earth's magma.

The flames on the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul did not flicker, but flowed slowly.

These flames, thick like molten glass, covered every feather of the phoenix.

After Ma Hongjun's martial spirit appeared, the surrounding air instantly became scorching, and the bamboo forest was bathed in a dark red glow.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth, the sweat on his forehead evaporated as soon as it seeped out, and his whole face was contorted as if he was enduring some great pain.

Wang Teng did not hesitate.

Beneath him, a deep yellow and purple soul ring slowly rose, its light radiant and solid.

"Second Soul Skill: Crimson Flame Divine Bird Spinning Top".

"Sacred Beast: Crimson Flame Bird".

"Come out!"

hum-

A red spinning top, about twenty centimeters in diameter, appeared in Wang Teng's palm, spinning rapidly and making a sharp, piercing sound.

Then, Wang Teng threw the top onto the rock in front of him.

The spinning top landed on the stone surface, producing a piercing hiss.

Ning Rongrong involuntarily covered her ears.

At the same time, above the spinning top, a phantom of flame solidified into a physical form.

"Wow—"

The sacred beast, the Flaming Bird, flaps its wings.

The clear, melodious chirping pierced through the bamboo forest.

The phantom of the sacred beast hovered above the spinning top, its wings spread out, like an ancient fire deity.

The force of attraction between Wang Teng and Ma Hongjun, and between the Evil Fire Phoenix and the Crimson Flame Divine Bird Spinning Top (the Sacred Beast Flame Bird), took shape.

The purplish-red "magma" on the Fiery Phoenix's body began to slowly peel away, as if being torn apart by an invisible hand, flowing strand by strand toward the spinning top.

Meanwhile, the spinning top on the stone surface spun faster and faster, greedily devouring the viscous flames.

Ning Rongrong stood at a distance, her hands clenched tightly in front of her.

She knew what kind of person the fat man usually acted, and she also knew where his "irritation" came from.

As she watched the purplish-red flames flow into Wang Teng's body, she felt a pang of worry in her heart and couldn't help but feel concerned for him.

"I hope he's alright..."

Time passed second by second.

Wang Teng's face gradually flushed an unusual red.

Although the evil fire entered the Crimson Flame Divine Bird Spinning Top, a trace of that fire still entered Wang Teng's body through his martial soul.

Therefore, certain images that shouldn't have appeared at this time began to flash through Wang Teng's mind.

Light and shadow, temperature, and a soft touch.

He clenched his teeth, forcing himself to calm down.

Soon, Wang Teng's anger subsided.

This little bit of anger couldn't shake Wang Teng's mind.

At this moment, the Crimson Flame Bird Spinning Top continued to spin.

The sacred beast, the Flaming Bird, let out one low cry after another.

One hour.

Another hour has passed.

Finally, the phoenix phantom above Ma Hongjun's head lost its last trace of purple.

Its entire body is crimson red, as if it has been reborn.

Ma Hongjun let out a long breath, and his tense shoulders and back immediately slumped.

He withdrew his martial spirit, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, and looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

However, Ma Hongjun's expression clearly gave people a much lighter feeling.

"Fatty, Wang Teng, he..."

Ning Rongrong immediately stepped forward, her voice trembling with nervousness.

Ma Hongjun turned his head, stared at Wang Teng, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, for a moment, and then said, "He's fine."

Chapter 142 Aquatic Soul Beast

"Wang Teng hasn't woken up yet, mainly because my evil fire is too damn hard to deal with. He absorbed too much at once and needs some time to digest it."

Ma Hongjun explained to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong didn't say anything after hearing this.

She walked over to Wang Teng, sat down next to him, and waited quietly.

Only the sound of the wind and the rustling of bamboo leaves remained in the bamboo forest.

Moonlight fell on Wang Teng's profile, which was closed in the eye. Ning Rongrong looked at him and suddenly felt her heart beating a little faster.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Wang Teng suddenly opened his eyes.

"call--"

He let out a long breath.

That breath carried a faint red glow of soul power that could be seen with the naked eye.

"Suck--"

Then, Wang Teng took another deep breath, his chest heaving several times, before slowly calming his soul power down.

The Crimson Flame Bird Spinning Top and the Crimson Flame Bird simultaneously retracted into their bodies.

How are you?

Ning Rongrong's voice was very close, filled with unconcealed worry.

Wang Teng turned his head to the side.

Under the moonlight, Wang Teng noticed that Ning Rongrong's eyes were very beautiful.

Wang Teng did not answer.

He simply reached out, wrapped his arms around Ning Rongrong's nape, and kissed her directly.

Ma Hongjun sprang up from the rock.

"Damn it! I'm leaving first! You guys take your time... take your time with that!"

Ma Hongjun scrambled out of the bamboo forest, not daring to look back.

The bamboo grove fell silent again.

Only the sound of the wind remained.

And the rustling sound of bamboo leaves.

Besides that, there was something indescribable, like moonlight or something else, gentle yet warm, spreading between Wang Teng and Ning Rongrong.

Much later, Ning Rongrong pushed away from Wang Teng's chest.

She was panting, her cheeks were burning as if she had a low-grade fever, and there was a little bit of moisture or something else clinging to the corner of her eyes.

"I...I hate it..."

At this moment, Ning Rongrong's voice was so soft it was like a mosquito humming.

Wang Teng gently touched the tip of his nose, looking unusually embarrassed.

"It's all the fat man's fault for his evil temper."

"Otherwise I wouldn't be like this..."

Wang Teng paused for a moment, then added, "I wouldn't be that reckless."

Across from her, Ning Rongrong had her head down and was twisting her sleeves.

"So... does the fat man's evil fire still affect you now?"

Ning Rongrong's voice was so soft that it was almost blown away by the wind.

Wang Teng paused for a moment, then said, "...Yes, it has an impact."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Teng leaned forward again.

That night, the wind was gentle in the bamboo forest, and the moonlight was full.

Shrek Academy in the distance had long since fallen silent, but deep within this bamboo forest, there were still intermittent, low-pitched sounds.

The next morning, when Ning Rongrong woke up, she found herself leaning on Wang Teng's shoulder, with an outer garment covering her body at some point.

The morning light filtered through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, scattering like fine gold leaf.