Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Moreover, his martial spirit is the War Tiger. He fought several battles today, and his temperament may have been affected by the martial spirit, making him a bit hot-tempered."

"It's good to let them vent a little, so they don't have to hold it in."

"But what if he gets injured? Fatty's martial spirit... its attack power is not weak."

Chapter 64 Conflict

Oscar looked at Wang Sheng with concern, knowing just how domineering Ma Hongjun's martial spirit was.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing and I won't let them really start fighting."

After Wang Teng finished speaking, he took a step forward.

With a slight thought, he activated his soul power.

A silvery-white light shone on the ground in front of him, quickly condensing into a sharp-edged, rapidly spinning metal top.

At the same time, a bright yellow spirit ring, with a terrifying light, also rose up from beneath Wang Teng's feet.

"This is... a spinning top martial spirit?"

Oscar stared at the peculiar martial spirit, his peach blossom eyes wide with curiosity.

"How do you attack this thing?"

Besides that, what surprised Oscar even more was the spirit ring.

"A hundred-year spirit ring? My teacher seems to have said that most ordinary people's first spirit ring is white..."

"Wang Teng doesn't look very old, and he's not dressed very well. I didn't expect him to have a hundred-year-old soul ring."

On the field, the atmosphere between Ma Hongjun and Wang Sheng was tense, and a fight was about to break out.

The hustle and bustle of the night market streets seemed to vanish abruptly at that moment, leaving only the two people facing off in the center of the open space.

Ma Hongjun couldn't contain himself any longer and shouted, "Evil Fire Phoenix, possess me!"

Before he finished speaking, a blazing red light emanated from his body.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and melodious cry pierced the night sky, and the phantom of a magnificent bird, its body ablaze with flames, materialized and appeared behind him.

The phantom spread its wings, its fiery tail swaying, exuding a scorching and restless aura.

The Fiery Phoenix lowered its head and swooped down, instantly disappearing into Ma Hongjun's body.

"Wow!"

With a cry that was a mixture of pain and excitement, Ma Hongjun's body began to change.

Red feathers pierced through his clothes and quickly covered his arms and part of his torso.

The hands deformed, with sharp claws extending from the fingertips.

A scorching wave of heat emanated from Ma Hongjun and spread outwards.

In addition, Ma Hongjun unleashed his level 16 soul power pressure without any concealment.

At this moment, firelight flickered in Ma Hongjun's small eyes, and his gaze toward Wang Sheng was filled with undisguised contempt.

"Don't say I'm bullying you, I'll let you make the first move."

Ma Hongjun sensed that Wang Sheng's soul power was inferior to his own, so he slightly raised his chin and said arrogantly.

Wang Sheng didn't retort, but instead took a deep breath with a solemn expression.

He knew there was a difference in their soul power, but the pride bestowed upon him by the War Tiger Martial Soul did not allow him to retreat without a fight.

"War Tiger, possess me!"

"Roar--!"

A deep, resonant tiger roar erupted from Wang Sheng's throat.

The voice wasn't loud, but it was full of power.

Wang Sheng's body visibly swelled up, his muscles bulging and stretching his clothes taut.

His hands transformed into large, thick tiger paws, their sharp claws gleaming coldly.

On the exposed skin, mottled patterns of yellow and black also appeared.

On Wang Sheng's forehead, a blurry yet majestic "王" (king) character pattern appeared.

Wang Sheng lowered his body slightly, like a beast poised to pounce.

"what!"

Without any unnecessary frills, Wang Sheng exerted force with his feet.

The ground trembled slightly, and he lunged at Ma Hongjun like an arrow released from a bow.

Wang Sheng's right claw whistled as it struck the opponent's face.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, claws collided.

Wang Sheng swayed slightly, then stood firmly on his feet.

Ma Hongjun stumbled back three steps before he could dissipate the force. His arm went numb, and a look of astonishment crossed his face.

Ma Hongjun hadn't expected Wang Sheng's power to be so fierce.

"Hmph, you're just taking advantage of the fact that you're a few years older than me."

Ma Hongjun shook his hand and said stubbornly, "I think you should use your soul skill, otherwise, you might not have another chance."

"First Soul Skill: Hungry Tiger Descends the Mountain!"

The yellow century-old soul ring beneath Wang Sheng's feet suddenly lit up, its light flowing and merging into his body.

He let out an even more powerful roar, his aura suddenly surging, as if he had truly transformed into a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey, charging forward once more with even greater speed and strength than before!

"Amplification-type Soul Skill?"

Ma Hongjun abandoned his initial contempt and his expression turned serious; he couldn't take the challenge head-on.

"First Soul Skill: Phoenix Fire Line!"

A thick, condensed, orange-red line of fire shot out from Ma Hongjun's mouth, heading straight for Wang Sheng.

"Bear--!"

The flames were so intense that they scorched and distorted the air along their path.

The bright light instantly illuminated a large area around it.

The sight of flames shooting into the sky drew a murmur from the crowd watching from afar.

Facing the oncoming line of fire, Wang Sheng did not hesitate and forcefully swerved to the left.

"Whoosh!"

The flame ray grazed past Wang Sheng's right arm.

Ma Hongjun's soul skill failed to hit Wang Sheng's body, but instead struck the stone slab where Wang Sheng had been standing.

"Sizzle—!"

A sickeningly loud sizzling sound came from between the flames and the ground.

"Such powerful attack!"

Wang Sheng was startled.

The temperature and destructive power of the flames far exceeded his expectations!

The arrogance that had accumulated from the previous winning streak in the Grand Arena was completely shattered by this harsh reality.

Wang Sheng quickly composed himself, his gaze becoming even more focused.

He adjusted his posture again, trying to cut in from the side and close the distance.

"First Soul Skill: Phoenix Fire Line!"

Ma Hongjun pressed his advantage relentlessly, unleashing a series of more attacks.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

The blazing rays crisscrossed the not-so-wide street space, weaving a dangerous net of flames that blocked Wang Sheng's attack route.

Wang Sheng dodged left and right with agility, narrowly avoiding the fire line each time, the edges of his clothes already curled and charred from the high temperature.

Soon, the distance between Wang Sheng and Ma Hongjun had been reduced to only two or three meters.

At this moment, a glint flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes, and he was about to launch a thunderous attack.

"laugh!"

However, before Wang Sheng could make a move, a line of fire with an extremely tricky angle suddenly appeared.

Wang Sheng quickly dodged again.

However, he and Ma Hongjun were too close.

Wang Sheng ultimately couldn't completely avoid this final line of fire.

"Bear!"

Wang Sheng's clothes at the waist were grazed by the flames and instantly burst into flames!

"not good!"

The burning pain in his waist made Wang Sheng pause, and his heart sank.

The flames were spreading rapidly, and it was clearly too late to put them out.

"Ultimate move, Phantom Chasing Wind!"

At this critical moment, Wang Teng's clear and calm voice reached Wang Sheng's ears.

Wang Sheng had absolute trust in his younger brother, and upon hearing the sound, he managed to calm himself down.

The next instant, a shadow wrapped in azure light rushed towards him at incredible speed, precisely cutting between Wang Sheng's waist and the flames.

It was a silver spinning top that was spinning rapidly, with sharp edges that created small whirlwinds of air.