Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Nine treasures transform into crystal..."

Ning Fengzhi chanted incantations, and the pagoda spun rapidly, shooting out six beams of light of different colors that accurately entered the bodies of Bone Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Spatial Dragon"

Bone Douluo transformed into a hundred-meter-long bone dragon once again, his white skeleton covered with a faint halo, which was the enhancement that Ning Fengzhi had given him.

The bone dragon's figure flickered and disappeared silently into space, leaving only a faint ripple in the air.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Holy Light Chrysanthemum Shadow"

Chrysanthemum Douluo drew a circle in front of him with his hands, and countless huge golden chrysanthemum phantoms immediately appeared around him, one after another, densely covering half the sky.

The stamens of each chrysanthemum were gathering golden rays, the light growing brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling.

"Whoosh."

Countless golden rays shot out from the flower's stamen, like a vast, all-encompassing net, enveloping Thousand-Pound Douluo and Light Feather Douluo.

“I’ll hold off Chrysanthemum Douluo, you guard against Bone Douluo.”

The Light Feather Douluo, holding the Light Feather Longbow, took a step forward.

As he devised tactics, he drew back the bowstring, and a golden arrow materialized on the bow.

"rest assured."

Qianjun Douluo gripped the Panlong Staff tightly with both hands, his eyes constantly scanning the surrounding space, and his ears were also perked up, carefully capturing any unusual movement.

He knew that Bone Douluo was hiding in a nearby spatial rift and could pop out from behind him at any moment.

Bone Douluo had previously ambushed and killed Azure Phoenix Douluo in the same way, and Thousand Pound Douluo must not allow the same thing to happen to him.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Ultimate Feather Light".

Guangling Douluo released the bowstring.

Countless arrows of light shot out from the bow, each carrying a fierce momentum, colliding with Chrysanthemum Douluo's golden rays in mid-air.

The light arrow shattered, golden light splashed, and the attacks from both sides canceled each other out, neither giving way to the other.

The two sides' titled Douluo clashed once again.

Wang Teng, on the other hand, was focusing on recovering from his injuries.

"Soul Bone Skill: Wildfire cannot burn it out, the spring breeze brings it back to life."

A burst of golden-blue light shone from his right leg, flowing like water from his thigh to his calf, and then spreading throughout his entire body.

Wang Teng felt a warm power coursing through his body, gradually repairing his injured internal organs and damaged meridians, and the pain quickly subsided.

"As expected of a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone."

Wang Teng looked down at his right leg and said softly, "I don't even know how many times it has saved me."

Feeling the power rapidly recovering within him, he felt a little relieved and looked up at the battlefield again.

"boom--"

"what--"

Suddenly, a muffled thud and a scream rang out at the same time, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

Wang Teng quickly turned his head to look and saw that Guangling Douluo was being tightly bitten on the waist by a huge emerald green snake.

It turned out that Dugu Bo had secretly infiltrated the vicinity of Guangling Douluo at some point, and while he and Ju Douluo were fighting back and forth and their attention was focused on the front, he suddenly jumped out from behind the ruins on the side.

The snake opened its mouth wide and bit down on the waist of the Light Feather Douluo.

Two venomous fangs pierced his body, and green venom was injected through the fangs. The face of the Light Feather Douluo instantly changed color, from white to blue, and from blue to purple.

Guangling Douluo was seriously injured.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Annihilation of Ten Thousand Jun".

Qianjun Douluo was also startled by Dugu Bo's sudden sneak attack. He didn't have time to think and almost subconsciously raised the Panlong Staff and smashed it hard at Dugu Bo's snake body.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Serpent Python Heavenly Shield".

Dugu Bo felt a sharp gust of wind behind him, and his heart tightened. He forcefully activated the little soul power he had left, condensing a layer of emerald green energy shield around his body.

The shield was covered with snake scale patterns, making it look incredibly sturdy.

"boom--"

The coiled dragon staff slammed into the protective shield, producing a loud bang.

The shield only lasted for less than half a second before shattering with a crack.

The remaining force of the Panlong Staff struck Dugu Bo's snake body squarely.

The hundred-meter-long Azure Scale Serpent King was sent flying, tumbling several times in the air before crashing into half of the ruined building and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Qianjun Douluo helped Guangling Douluo out of his predicament, but he felt no joy; instead, a strong sense of unease welled up inside him.

Because he knew that his weakness had been exposed.

as predicted.

Bone Douluo has made his move.

The white bone dragon head silently emerged from the space behind Qianjun Douluo, its mouth wide open, white energy already condensed in its dark throat.

Qianjun Douluo felt a chill down his spine, but it was too late to turn around.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Spatial Tear".

Because Thousand-Pound Douluo had ample soul power and spare strength, Bone Douluo did not use the ninth soul skill, which required charging, but instead directly activated the sixth soul skill, which had a faster activation speed.

The space around Qianjun Douluo was torn in half like a piece of paper, revealing a dark and void gap at the crack, and the spatial power at the edge of the crack was as sharp as a blade.

Fifth Soul Skill: Thousand-Pound Barrier.

Qianjun Douluo did not give up the struggle.

He activated his defensive soul skill almost instinctively.

A golden light shield spread out from Qianjun Douluo, enveloping his entire body, with golden patterns flowing on the shield.

"Snap—Pfft—"

Qianjun Douluo was half successful and half failed.

The golden light shield did not completely block Bone Douluo's spatial tear, but it did weaken most of the attack power.

The blade of the spatial rift slashed through Thousand-Pound Douluo's body, leaving several deep, bone-revealing wounds on his body, from which blood gushed out.

However, Qianjun Douluo survived and was not torn to pieces.

Bone Douluo wanted to press his advantage and deliver another blow.

"withdraw--"

Suddenly, a clear, cold voice came from above, neither too loud nor too soft, yet it reached the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity.

That was Bibi Dong's voice.

Moreover, along with the sound came an incomparably sharp and malevolent sense of oppression.

It's like a mountain, like a sea, so heavy that it's almost impossible for people to stand up.

On the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School side, Bone Douluo stopped what he was doing, Dugu Bo struggled to lift his head from the ruins, Chrysanthemum Douluo put away the golden chrysanthemum shadows that filled the sky, and Ghost Douluo also emerged from the shadows.

They dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately retreated, gathering around Ning Fengzhi and Wang Teng.

Then, they looked up at the sky together.

It turns out that Sword Douluo and Bibi Dong had already separated at this moment.

The two men stood facing each other, a hundred feet apart.

Sword Douluo was covered in blood. No, it didn't look like blood. It was more like the red light from the Asura Divine Sword enveloped his entire body, making him look like a god of death emerging from a sea of ​​blood.

Bibi Dong didn't have any obvious injuries, but her complexion wasn't good, and her chest was rising and falling slightly, clearly indicating that the fight had taken a toll on her.

Judging from their match, the two were evenly matched, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

"Whoosh-"

Bibi Dong was the first to turn around and leave.

Her figure transformed into a streak of purplish-red light, flying away into the distance and disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

The severely injured Light Feather Douluo was helped up by several cardinals and hurriedly followed.

Qianjun Douluo, clutching his wounds, gritted his teeth and flew away.

The remaining members of the Spirit Hall retreated like a tide, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School finally quieted down.

The sound of burning wood still echoed, and occasionally a piece of broken roof beam would fall down, sending sparks flying.

The night wind blew from afar, carrying a heavy smell of blood and burnt food.

Looking in the direction the Spirit Hall members had left, Wang Teng let out a long breath. He felt completely drained, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

Although he only made a few moves just now, it was still too dangerous for Wang Teng to fight against a Title Douluo.

Before he knew it, the back of Wang Teng's robe was soaked with sweat.

Ning Fengzhi also leaned against the broken wall beside him, slowly slid down, closed his eyes, and couldn't say a word.

Bone Douluo deactivated his Martial Soul True Form, reverting to his gaunt old man appearance. Pieces of bone armor fell off his body, revealing bruises and welts beneath.

He plopped down on the steps, panting heavily.

Chrysanthemum Douluo leaned against a stone pillar that hadn't yet collapsed, his head bowed, golden light still lingering on his ten fingers, but it was already so faint it was about to go out.

Ghost Douluo emerged from the shadows and silently sat down next to Chrysanthemum Douluo. The two sat back to back, neither of them speaking.

Dugu Bo regained his human form and crawled out of the rubble, his body covered in wounds and dust, walking with a limp.

He walked to a fairly flat stone slab, plopped down on it, and then didn't move again.

So much has happened tonight.

It was full of twists and turns, ups and downs.