Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Wang Teng took out a map and located the Mad Axe Mountains in the southwest of the far north.

It was a long, narrow mountain range, like an axe lying between the ice field and the inland, about a six or seven-day journey by horseback from where they were now.

At their pace, if they move quickly, they can arrive in four days.

"Alright, let's go to the Mad Axe Mountains then."

Wang Teng put away the map and made a decision.

After resting for a while, the three left the far north where they had spent more than half a year.

As Ning Rongrong left, she looked back at the vast snowfield, feeling a little reluctant to leave, but mostly filled with anticipation for her new place.

Zhu Zhuqing walked at the front, her steps quick, as if she couldn't wait to find the soul beast that belonged to her.

The Mad Axe Mountains and the far north are two completely different worlds.

After bidding farewell to the biting cold wind and endless white snow on the icy plains, Wang Teng and his two companions were immediately struck by the greenery as they stepped into the mountains.

Although it is now late autumn and most of the leaves on the mountain have fallen, the evergreen pines and cypresses are still lush and green, covering the entire mountain ridge completely.

The Mad Axe Mountains are a place of rugged terrain, with steep cliffs one after another. Streams gurgle through the valleys, and birdsong echoes through the mountains, creating a stark contrast to the deathly silence of the far north.

"Finally, we can see green!"

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, and the damp, earthy scent of the forest invigorated her.

Wang Teng walked in the middle of the group, holding a map in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the surrounding mountains.

The distribution of spirit beasts in the mountains is much denser than on the ice plains, so he must remain vigilant at all times.

Wang Teng's mental perception range was limited by the terrain here. The dense forests and mountains obscured much of his aura, making the search much more difficult than on the ice plains.

They entered from the southern foothills of the mountain range and walked north along a stream valley, keeping an eye out for traces of spirit beasts as they went.

Ghost Tigers are elusive spirit beasts that rarely appear during the day, preferring to hide in dark caves or deep in dense forests.

Wang Teng decided to start the search in areas with lower altitudes and denser vegetation. If he couldn't find it there, he would move to higher altitudes.

On the evening of the fifth day, their luck turned.

Wang Teng discovered a string of fresh footprints beside a mountain stream.

The footprints were the size of an adult's fist, deeply imprinted on the muddy ground by the stream, with the skeletons of several gnawed soul beasts scattered around them.

He crouched down and examined it closely. The front of the footprint had deep claw marks, and the back had a recessed round pit, which was a typical feline footprint.

"Ghost Tiger?"

Zhu Zhuqing recognized it at a glance.

"Very likely!"

Wang Teng nodded and said.

Then, his mental energy followed the footprints upstream, through a dense forest, and behind a huge rock, he caught two dark auras.

The aura was concealed by some kind of power. If Wang Teng's mental strength had not become exceptionally sharp after being tempered by the ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing Marrow, he might have simply ignored it.

He withdrew his mental energy and said in a low voice, "Found it."

"One, approximately 15,000 years old."

"Over there, behind the rocks."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up slightly.

A 15,000-year-old ghost tiger is exactly the age she desires.

So the three of them crept over quietly.

After passing through the dense forest and around several large pine trees, behind the giant rock lies a relatively open clearing in the woods.

A jet-black tiger was lying on the ground with its eyes closed, seemingly taking a nap.

It is slightly smaller than an ordinary tiger, but more slender, and its fur is as black as if splashed with ink, without a single blemish.

The ghost tiger's fur had a peculiar effect in the dim light; its outline seemed to be slightly distorted, as if disturbed by something.

That's its unique ability to conceal itself, blending its aura with light and shadow to make it difficult for enemies to pinpoint its location.

"I'll lead the attack, Zhuqing, you find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack."

"Rongrong, step back a bit and give us your blessing."

Wang Teng quickly assigned tasks.

Ning Rongrong nodded, retreated behind a large tree, and the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared in her palm, with five auxiliary rays of light ready to be unleashed.

Zhu Zhuqing silently circled around to the bushes on the side of the clearing, crouched down like a real cat, and even breathed very softly.

Wang Teng emerged from behind the tree where he was hiding, his steps unhurried, making a rustling sound as he stepped on the fallen leaves.

He deliberately didn't conceal his aura, and even released a portion of his soul power so that the ghost tiger could clearly sense that an uninvited guest had arrived.

Ghost Tiger's eyelids suddenly opened, revealing his eerie green pupils as straight lines.

Instead of jumping up in panic like a normal wild animal, it slowly and rhythmically stood up from the ground, its limbs tense, its tail drooping, and its whole body lowered, presenting a posture of being ready to pounce at any moment.

"Gurgle—"

A low growl came from deep within Ghost Tiger's throat, as if it were a warning, or perhaps a gathering of strength.

However, Wang Teng did not give it the first move.

Sixth Soul Skill: Explosive Sky Tiger Spinning Top!

A burst of blue light flashed, and the Explosive Tiger Spinning Top flew out of Wang Teng's palm, landing in the center of the open space and spinning rapidly.

The figure of the sacred beast, Howling Tiger, emerged from the top of the spinning top, its golden eyes staring back at the ghost tiger's eerie green pupils.

Ultimate move: Tiger Descending the Mountain!

The Explosive Tiger Spinning Top hurtled towards the Ghost Tiger with a whooshing sound, and countless golden light blades appeared around the top, drawing dazzling arcs in the dim forest.

Ghost Tiger reacted extremely quickly, stomping its four paws on the ground and launching its entire body to the side, narrowly avoiding a head-on collision.

However, the range of the light blades was too large, and several streaks grazed its side, leaving shallow bloodstains on its dark fur.

"Roar--!"

Ghost Tiger let out an angry growl.

Instead of dodging, it arched its back, tensed all its muscles, and pounced on the Beyblade.

Its speed was astonishing, leaving a trail of afterimages behind it. Its claws, imbued with shadow-attribute energy, slammed down fiercely towards the Howling Tiger atop the spinning top.

Wang Teng was slightly startled.

This ghost tiger is smarter than ordinary soul beasts. It actually knows that the key to the spinning top lies in the sacred beast. As long as the sacred beast is destroyed, the spinning top's power will be greatly reduced.

But Wang Teng didn't give it that chance.

With a thought, he simultaneously activated Spatial Teleportation (ultimate move: Adding Wings to a Tiger), disappearing from Ghost Tiger's claws and reappearing a few meters away.

The ghost tiger slammed its claws into the air, unleashing dark energy that blasted a half-meter-deep crater, sending dirt and rubble flying everywhere.

Ghost Tiger missed his attack, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

It glanced at Wang Teng, then at the erratic spinning top, and suddenly turned and darted into the depths of the dense forest.

It realized that the person in front of it was not easy to deal with, so it decided to leave first.

"Want to run?"

Wang Teng snorted coldly and waved his right hand.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Howling Gale Leopard Spinning Top! Celestial Silver Leopard Spinning Top! Come forth!"

Two beams of light flew out from Wang Teng's body, one blue and one silver, transforming into two slender spinning tops.

The Wind Howling Leopard Spinning Top is entirely blue and white, with a cheetah-shaped sacred beast crouching on its top, surrounded by whirlwinds.

The Sky Silver Leopard Gyro is silver-white, and its streamlined design makes it look like a frozen lightning bolt.

As soon as the two spinning tops appeared, they immediately chased after Ghost Tiger at an astonishing speed.

The whirlwind created by the Howling Leopard Spinner whipped up fallen leaves high into the air, while the Sky Extreme Silver Leopard Spinner, like a silver lightning bolt, weaved left and right among the trees at a speed so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to keep up.

Ghost Tiger had only run a dozen steps when it was blocked by two spinning tops, one on the left and one on the right.

It abruptly stopped, its front paws carving two deep furrows in the ground, its eerie green eyes scanning left and right, searching for a way to escape.

Ahead was the Howling Leopard Beyblade, to the left was the Sky Silver Leopard Beyblade, and behind, the Explosive Tiger Beyblade had somehow blocked the way, with Howling Tiger crouching on top of the beyblade, its golden eyes coldly staring at it.

Three spinning tops, from three directions, surrounded Ghost Tiger in the middle.

Ultimate Skill: Wind Sweeps Through the Mountains and Forests

Ultimate Skill: Lightning Fast as the Wind

Ultimate Skill: Tiger Descending the Mountain

At the same moment, the three spinning tops unleashed their ultimate attacks, charging towards the Ghost Tiger in the center.

A fierce glint flashed in Ghost Tiger's eyes.

Knowing it couldn't escape, it was instead provoked to become ferocious.

Its jet-black fur suddenly bristled, and a dense surge of shadow energy erupted from its body, completely enveloping its form in a cloud of black mist.

"Roar--!"

Ghost Tiger let out a deafening roar, and its entire body shot out of the black mist at an incredible speed.

Instead of lunging at any of the spinning tops, it leaped straight upwards and into the air!

The attacks of the three spinning tops missed simultaneously, and golden light, whirlwind, and silver lightning collided and intertwined below the Ghost Tiger, exploding into a blinding ball of light.

Ghost Tiger flipped in the air, its four claws pointing upwards, and using this height, it pounced down towards Wang Teng.

It was determined that if it couldn't beat the spinning top, it would kill the person controlling it.

Wang Teng stood still, motionless, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

Because he knew that Zhu Zhuqing was directly below where the ghost tiger landed.

A black figure suddenly sprang out from the bushes.