Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

The sword energy struck the Cold Abyss Dragon first.

The 90,000-year-old dragon beast didn't even have time to dodge; in fact, it was impossible for it to dodge.

The sword energy struck its left shoulder without any fancy moves. The ice-blue scales, which were hard enough to withstand most soul skills, were torn apart as if they were made of paper. Dragon blood spurted out from the wound and condensed into red ice crystals in the air.

The Cold Abyss Dragon let out a deafening scream, its massive body tumbling violently in the ice cave, its limbs carving deep grooves into the ice.

Then, the body of the Cold Abyss Dragon suddenly swayed, its front leg barely able to support its weight. It staggered and tilted to one side, its head slamming heavily against the ice wall, cracking the entire ice wall.

The entire ice cave was trembling.

Chen Xin's sword strike not only severely injured the Cold Abyss Dragon, but also tore countless cracks in the ice layer surrounding the ice cave. Broken ice chunks fell from the top, hitting the ground with a dull thud.

The ripples of the soul force impact echoed in the ice cave, breaking most of the hanging ice spikes. The broken ice spikes pierced the ground like javelins, stirring up a cloud of ice dust.

The Cold Abyss Dragon struggled to stand up, but the injury to its left foreleg was too severe, making it difficult to even maintain its balance.

In those deep blue eyes, anger gradually gave way to fear.

It has lived for 30,000 years and has never encountered such a terrifying opponent in this frigid abyss.

The white-haired human in front of it used only one move to deprive it of most of its fighting power; such power was simply not something that should exist in the human world.

"Roar--"

The Cold Abyss Dragon roared unwillingly, unleashing a burst of intense ice-attribute energy from its body, attempting to muster its last strength for a desperate last stand.

Just then, Chen Xin sheathed his sword and stood still.

He did not continue his attack, but turned around and looked at Wang Teng, who had been standing behind him.

“Go,” Chen Xin said, his tone calm but unquestionable. “It’s already badly injured. The rest is up to you.”

"You must obtain the seventh spirit ring yourself."

Wang Teng looked at the Frost Abyss Dragon Chi, which, despite being severely injured, still exuded a fierce aura, and took a deep breath.

He knew Chen Xin's intention. This 90,000-year-old dragon beast had been weakened by more than half of its combat power, but it still retained a certain ability to resist. Such an opponent was just right to hone his practical combat experience.

If he can't even defeat a severely injured and dying soul beast, how can he possibly win against stronger enemies in the future?

Wang Teng didn't say much, but simply clasped his hands in a salute to Chen Xin, then turned around and walked step by step toward the Cold Abyss Dragon that was struggling in the ice cave.

Chen Xin's lips curled up slightly.

He wanted to see just how capable this kid really was.

Chapter 475 Fighting the Cold Abyss Dragon Alone

Wang Teng understood Sword Douluo's intention.

Although the Cold Abyss Dragon was severely injured by Chen Xin's sword, its aura plummeted, its left leg was almost crippled, and dragon blood was still flowing from the wound on its left shoulder, it was still a dragon-type soul beast that had cultivated for 90,000 years, and its pair of dark blue eyes still burned with a fierce light of unwillingness.

Chen Xin crippled it, but didn't kill it. This beast's life was left for Wang Teng to take.

Wang Teng did not hesitate.

He took a deep breath, and the cold air permeating the ice cave filled his lungs. Instead of making him back down, it aroused his excitement.

Wang Teng's gaze locked onto the Frost Abyss Dragon Chi, which was struggling to lift its body off the ice. He raised his right hand, and six beams of light shot out from his palm at the same time, lining up in front of him and hovering in mid-air.

Those were six spinning tops.

"Gale-force Divine Steed Spinning Top"

"Sanctuary Firebird Spinning Top"

"Nine-Headed Bat Spinning Top"

"Supreme Golden Armor Spinning Top"

"Saint Seiya Leopard Beyblade"

"Explosive Sky Tiger Spinning Top"

Six spinning tops were laid out on the ground, slowly rotating and emitting a soft, rhythmic hum.

Immediately afterwards, six illusory figures rose from the spinning tops and quickly solidified; these were the sacred beasts of each of the six spinning tops.

The sacred beasts are Gale Steed, Flame Bird, Shadow Bat, Vajra Armor, Wind Chaser Leopard, and Howling Tiger.

Six sacred beasts hovered around Wang Teng, each occupying a side, protecting Wang Teng in the middle.

The roars of beasts, the chirping of birds, the neighing of horses, and the howling of tigers intertwined, creating echoes throughout the ice cave.

Upon seeing Wang Teng summon so many things, the Cold Abyss Dragon's pupils suddenly contracted.

It had lived for 90,000 years and had seen many human soul masters, but it had never seen such a fighting style.

The aura emanating from those spinning tops and sacred beasts was no weaker than that of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast. With all six of them together, even it had to treat them with caution.

But the Cold Abyss Dragon is, after all, a dragon-type soul beast.

Severely injured and unable to escape, its ferocity was instead unleashed.

The Cold Abyss Dragon suddenly opened its massive maw, and an extremely chilling aura surged from deep within its throat.

The surrounding temperature dropped by tens of degrees in that instant.

Fine ice crystals drifted down from the ice cave, like snowflakes dancing in the sky.

"Soul Skill: Frost Spikes"

The Cold Abyss Dragon roared.

Blue and white ice spikes emerged from the ice layer on the ground in front of it.

Each ice spike is as thick as an adult's arm and as sharp as a gun.

Starting from in front of the Cold Abyss Dragon, these ice spikes spread rapidly toward Wang Teng.

The ice layer cracked, and shards of ice flew everywhere, making a series of cracking sounds.

A ruthless glint flashed in Han Yuanlong's eyes.

However, Wang Teng did not panic in the face of the opponent's powerful soul skill.

"Ultimate move: Mountain Collapse and Earth Shattering".

He shouted in a deep voice.

The Supreme Golden Armor Spinning Top suddenly spun around, so fast that only a golden afterimage remained.

The Vajra Armored Beast roared and transformed into a golden stream of light, merging with the spinning top.

A beam of golden light shot out from the tip of the top, which then hurtled forward along the ground.

Where the golden light passed, the ice layer exploded, and cracks tore outwards from both sides.

The power of the Supreme Golden Armor Spinning Top and the Sacred Beast Vajra Armor, enveloped in golden light, crashed into the ice spikes surging from the opposite side.

"Click, click—"

The cracks in the ice became denser and deeper, and the entire earth trembled.

Ice shards and fragments were tossed into the air, shimmering with tiny lights in the deep blue ice cave.

Soon, the golden light and the ice spikes collided.

"boom--"

A loud bang shook the walls, causing large chunks of ice to fall down.

Immediately afterwards, a blinding light burst forth from the center of the collision, and the shockwave swirled the ice shards into a white vortex.

"Fuck-"

The ice spikes were shattered by the golden light, but the broken ice spikes emitted countless wisps of cold air.

The chill, carrying tiny ice crystals, drifted towards Wang Teng.

As the fog passed, the air crackled with tiny popping sounds, like a net descending upon it.

A blast of cold air hit him, and Wang Teng felt as if his face was being cut by a knife. A thin layer of white frost instantly formed on his eyebrows and eyelashes.

Ultimate Technique: Celestial Fox Flame!

The Sacred Firebird Spinning Top responded immediately, spinning rapidly and flying to Wang Teng's side, where it hovered steadily in mid-air.

"Wow—!"

The Flaming Bird, a sacred beast, roared to the sky. Its resounding cry echoed through the ice cave, like a sharp knife cleaving through the silent, cold air.

Golden-red flames suddenly burst forth from the top, starting as small clusters of flames, but quickly expanding into a fiery tornado that shot into the sky.

The fiery tornado was incredibly thick, with a diameter of two or three zhang (approximately 6.6-7 meters), extending from the ground all the way to the top of the ice cave, its raging flames turning the surrounding ice walls a golden-red hue.

Even more astonishing is the extreme high temperature contained within the fire tornado.

The lingering chill in the ice cave seemed to encounter its natural enemy the moment the fiery tornado appeared. It hissed and quickly melted away, evaporating into plumes of white steam that rose into the air.

In an instant, the flames dispelled the chill completely, and the area in front of Wang Teng became warm again.

Water vapor condenses into fine droplets in mid-air, and is then evaporated by the high temperature of the flames. After this process is repeated several times, the visibility in the ice cave actually improves considerably.

"Flamingo, attack!"

Wang Teng pointed in the direction of the Cold Abyss Dragon.

The Flaming Bird Sacred Beast immediately understood its master's intention, its eyes burning with flames locking onto the Dragon Chi opposite it.

"call--"

The Flaming Bird flapped its wings violently, creating a scorching wave of air, and its massive body soared into the air, rushing straight towards the Cold Abyss Dragon.

As it flew, the air was scorched and twisted in a visible way, like a path of flames spreading across the sky.

The Sacred Firebird Spinning Top on the ground was also busy.

The moment the Flamingo flew away, the spinning top followed closely, spinning rapidly to catch up, moving up and down in perfect unison.

The spinning top carved a deep trench in the ground, while the flaming bird spread flames in the air. The two echoed each other, and the nearly twenty-meter-high fire tornado, propelled by them, quickly swept towards the direction of the Cold Abyss Dragon.

As the fire tornado moved, it emitted a low, howling sound, like the roar of an ancient fire behemoth.

Where the tornado passed, the ice on the ground melted due to the high temperature, and then quickly refrozen due to the extreme cold, forming smooth ice surfaces.