Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Huo Wu struggled for a moment and said.

"okay!"

Feng Xiaotian immediately let go.

Fire Dance fell from mid-air, the wind whistling in her ears.

"After this match, I have to ask Wang Teng where his flames came from."

"Merge ring!"

Huo Wu's gaze was fixed on the fiery dragon leader below, who was confronting Wang Teng, and her soul power surged wildly within her body.

During the fall, the three soul rings within her body rapidly merged.

Ultimately, it coalesced into a dazzling halo.

Then, the moment Huo Wu landed, she clasped her hands together, and all the fiery soul power in her body gathered at the top of her head.

"Fire Dance Shines in the Sun!"

A giant fireball condensed and took shape above her head.

That wasn't an ordinary red flame, but an incandescent, blindingly hot fireball.

Huo Wu knew the gap between herself and a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, so she used her strongest killing move right from the start.

"go with!"

The fireball flew out of his hand and headed straight for the Fire Dragon leader.

The fiery dragon leader instinctively tried to dodge, but as soon as it moved, it discovered that the fireball seemed to have eyes, locking onto it no matter which direction it dodged.

However, since we can't avoid it, we might as well not try to avoid it.

"Soul Skill: Horn Strike!"

The single horn atop the leader of the fiery dragons suddenly lit up, its light growing brighter and brighter, becoming dazzling.

"Whoosh-"

A fiery red ray shot out from the unicorn and struck the oncoming fireball precisely.

"boom!"

A tremendous explosion rocked the lakeside.

Chapter 297 The Sudden Beast Tide

The shockwave whipped up a fierce wind, pressing a huge crater into the lake's surface, and steam billowed up, creating a vast expanse of white mist.

Wang Teng raised his hand to shield his face from the oncoming heat wave and squinted at the center of the explosion.

The moisture gradually dissipated.

The fiery dragon leader's figure reappeared.

At this moment, large patches of its scales were charred black, emitting wisps of blue smoke.

However, the Fire Dragon leader's eyes remained fierce, and its four legs stood firmly on the ground.

Clearly, this ten-thousand-year-old soul beast had not suffered any fatal injuries.

"All right."

Dean Huoyan had appeared in front of the three of them at some point, standing between them and the leader of the Fiery Dragon.

Without turning his head, he waved his hand behind him and said, "You can have that four-thousand-year-old one. I'll take care of this big one."

"Yes!"

Without hesitation, the three immediately turned around and chased after the Fire Dragon they had previously locked onto.

By this time, the fiery dragon clan by the lake was already in complete chaos.

However, unexpectedly, these other fiery dragons did not seem inclined to fight alongside their leader.

Dozens of fiery dragons scattered and fled, galloping wildly into the depths of the grassland.

The 4,500-year-old fiery dragon was also mixed in with the fleeing group, running very fast.

"Want to run?"

Feng Xiaotian flapped his wings in mid-air and swooped down.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Soul-Scattering Iron Claw!"

Three enormous cyan wind blades descended from the sky, striking the ground in front of the fiery dragon with pinpoint accuracy, exploding with a deafening roar and sending debris flying.

"Roar--"

Forced to a sudden halt, the Fiery Dragon looked up at Feng Xiaotian in the air and let out an angry roar.

"Fire Dance Shines in the Sun!"

Huo Wu followed closely behind, gathering her soul power in her hands once again.

But this time, the fireball she condensed was much smaller than before.

It's clear that the attack just now must have taken a huge toll on Huo Wu.

She doesn't have much soul power left now.

The fireball left his hand and headed straight for the trapped Fireball Dragon.

Meanwhile, Wang Teng was also busy.

He had the Sacred Firebird Spinning Top protecting him, and the Soul Rings beneath his feet shone brightly once more.

"Third Soul Skill: Steel Wing Bat Spinner!"

A dark purple spinning top appeared out of thin air, its surface shimmering with a cold, eerie light.

With a thought, Wang Teng launched the spinning top, which hurtled towards the fiery dragon.

"boom!"

Fire Dance's fireball hit first, exploding in front of the Fire Dragon.

Smoke rose, obscuring the view.

Ultimate move: Spinning Poison Sting!

The dark purple spinning top plunged into the smoke, and a dark, poisonous energy spike shot out from its tip.

"Whoosh-"

Wang Teng clearly sensed that his soul skill had hit something.

"boom!"

A few breaths later, a muffled thud of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the smoke.

"call--"

Feng Xiaotian suddenly flapped his wings, and a gust of wind swept through, clearing away the smoke that filled the sky.

The three of them stared intently.

The 4,500-year-old fiery dragon had collapsed to the ground, its four legs twitching twice, clearly poisoned, and had completely lost consciousness.

"Roar--"

In the distance, the leader of the Fiery Dragons, who was locked in battle with Dean Fire, let out a mournful cry.

It abruptly shook off Dean Huoyan, turned and fled, its massive body quickly disappearing into the depths of the grassland.

Dean Huoyan did not pursue the matter.

He walked slowly to the three of them, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the fallen Fire Dragon and the three young men, his eyes filled with undisguised approval.

"Good lads."

Dean Huoyan smiled and nodded, saying, "I really didn't expect you to win so quickly."

Wang Teng took a deep breath, calmed the surging soul power within him, turned to look at Huo Wu, and said, "Sister Huo Wu, hurry up."

"Correct."

Feng Xiaotian landed back on the ground, folded his wings, and said, "Absorb it quickly, lest something unexpected happens."

Huo Wu nodded, drew her longsword from her storage soul tool, and walked to the unconscious Fire Dragon.

She took a deep breath and aimed the sword tip at a vital spot.

Draw your sword and thrust straight in.

The Fire Dragon's body trembled violently, then went completely limp.

The life force quickly dissipated, and a purple, thousand-year-old soul ring slowly rose from the corpse, hovering silently in the air.

Huo Wu sheathed her longsword and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

She first closed her eyes and regulated her breathing for a moment.

Once her breathing had calmed down, Huo Wu opened her eyes and looked at the floating purple soul ring.

Reach out and pull.

The spirit ring slowly descended and enveloped her.

Huo Wu closed her eyes, and began to circulate her soul power to absorb the thousand-year soul ring.

The lakeside fell silent again, with only Huo Wu's steady breathing and the occasional roar of a beast in the distance.

Wang Teng and the other two stayed by Huo Wu's side, and none of them spoke.

Feng Xiaotian would occasionally turn his head to glance at Huo Wu, who was absorbing the soul ring, his eyes filled with an undisguised smile.

Being able to spend time with Huo Wu was a great pleasure for Feng Xiaotian.

Even if he does nothing, he is still very happy.

Wang Teng, on the other hand, seemed much calmer. He sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes to rest, and only occasionally opened his eyes to glance around.

Time passed little by little.