Douluo Continent: Sword Named Star, Slaying Gods to Prove the Dao

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Ning Xingchen with swift and graceful movements, without any hesitation.

Ning Xingchen did not move.

Huo's fist struck Ning Xingchen directly in the chest.

The scene fell silent. Everyone thought that this punch would be enough to send the arrogant Xingchen, who didn't use his martial spirit, flying.

But the result was that Ning Xingchen grabbed Huo's wrist with one hand.

Huo tried to pull her hand back, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

"Let me go!"

Left with no other choice, she could only use her other hand to strike Ning Xingchen.

But then Ning Xingchen exerted force, and the fire was flung away by him.

Huo could only try his best to control his body, and finally landed on the edge of the Soul Arena, almost falling off.

Falling down means that the battle of spirits has been lost.

"You should use your Martial Soul, otherwise you won't have a chance at all," Ning Xingchen said calmly.

"Humph!"

"Take this!" Huo seemed a little stubborn, biting her lip slightly. She had suffered enough cold looks since she was a child and could not tolerate others looking down on her.

The fire attacks were fierce, but Ning Xingchen countered each move, making even Bone Douluo in the audience laugh.

Saying things like adapting to battles with other Soul Masters on the mainland to broaden one's horizons is all just talk; it's purely an attempt to boost confidence.

Chapter 41 made Liu Erlong cry.

"Hmph, we're both level 37, I'm not afraid of you." Fire roared as he fought.

But the more she was attacked, the less confident she became.

Before long, they had used up a lot of their energy and started panting heavily after the battle ended.

On the other hand, Ning Xingchen was completely unharmed, his breathing was steady, as if he had never been in a battle.

"Impressive! This Star is truly amazing. No wonder he seeks out powerful opponents from the start, as ordinary Soul Masters are no longer sufficient," the host couldn't help but praise.

However, the audience didn't seem to be buying it.

"No, that's definitely not right. His soul power is definitely more than level thirty-seven."

"They don't even dare to release their Martial Soul!"

"that is!"

"Everyone, please be quiet. Xingchen's soul power has been tested by the most advanced detection equipment in our Great Soul Arena, so it is impossible for him to fake it. You can rest assured about that."

"You really are only level 37." Huo also looked at Ning Xingchen. She was starting to believe what the audience was saying, otherwise, with her abilities, she couldn't have achieved such a result.

"Your hair is quite long, but your knowledge is so short? Do I need to hide my soul power? If it's level 37, then it's level 37."

Ning Xingchen's eyes were sincere. Huo glanced at him and said, "Okay, I believe you, but I can't lose this battle."

"Neither can I!" Ning Xingchen replied.

Huo's expression turned serious, and he said in a low voice, "It's an honor to meet an opponent like you. I can now give it my all."

As she spoke, the fire spirit possessed her once more, even causing flames to flicker around her eyes.

He had reasons not to fail. Strictly speaking, this was Ning Xingchen's first time fighting someone outside the sect, and he couldn't afford to lose his first battle.

Her fist was engulfed in flames before she charged at Ning Xingchen.

Ning Xingchen also activated his soul power to prepare for a counterattack, but just three or four meters away from Ning Xingchen, Huo's soul rings lit up.

Then she threw out her flame-covered fist, a fist that looked like fire flew out and hit Ning Xingchen.

Every punch from fire is like that, a fist of fire.

Ning Xingchen could choose to retaliate with his own fists, but he would still give the other party some face.

brush……

Ning Xingchen moved with lightning speed, snatching away one flaming fist after another from Huo's attack.

Seeing this, Huo thought to himself, "This guy is not only incredibly strong, but he's also so fast. I can't hit him at all."

"Get it!"

"Get it!"

His spirit rings lit up again, and the next moment, a huge ring of fire surrounded Ning Xingchen.

Moreover, the ring of fire was shrinking so fast that Ning Xingchen could only leap into the air.

But by this time, Huo was already prepared, and he kept unleashing the same soul skill he had just used: Flame Fist.

At this point, Ning Xingchen really had no way to avoid it.

He hadn't expected the other party to possess this soul skill.

As far as I can remember, the original novel didn't describe Liu Erlong's soul skills much; there was only the Martial Soul True Body, which any Soul Saint could use.

bump!

Boom!

Ning Xingchen simply stopped dodging and decided to take the hit head-on!

"Hit!" Huo breathed a sigh of relief; she should win this battle.

"As expected of my Sister Huo, she won."

"This star is too arrogant; it deserves to fail."

But just then, the flames died down, and Ning Xingchen landed steadily on the ground.

"Your attack is not bad; it's good enough to tickle an itch."

He was impervious to water and fire, and possessed a powerful body; the fire attack was no match for him at all.

"How could this be?" Huo looked at Ning Xingchen in disbelief.

Ning Xingchen said, "It shouldn't be like this, it should be like that?"

"Now it's my turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Xingchen moved.

"I won't lose, I can't lose."

Huo prepared to meet Ning Xingchen's attack, but just as she was about to counterattack, she found that Ning Xingchen had changed direction, and the two were not even in the same league.

There was a loud thud.

Fire's body flew out and fell directly below the Soul Fighting Stage.

This fighting arena is about fifty meters in diameter, enough for a seven-person team battle; falling off it means defeat.

Fire lost!

"How could we possibly lose?"

"Where did this star come from? Are there really Soul Masters this powerful at level 37?"

Clearly, Ning Xingchen's appearance overturned their understanding.

It took the host a while to recover before announcing, "I declare that in this battle of spirits, Star has won, and Fire's ten-game winning streak has come to an end."

"I lost!" Huo was unwilling to accept it, and tears streamed down her face.

Ning Xingchen had never seen Liu Erlong like this before.

Oh, right, Liu Erlong is only a teenager now, young, and not yet that killing horn.

She is not a woman in her forties who is living a life of widowhood for the man she loves.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I lost all of your medical bills this time. I shouldn't have bet everything on myself."

The fire was very soft, and it seemed even softer in the noisy environment, but Ning Xingchen, who was approaching her, heard it.

Is Liu Erlong's mother seriously ill?

Ning Xingchen remembered that Liu Erlong's mother was a prostitute who gave birth to Liu Erlong in secret.

It's easy to imagine how Liu Erlong grew up in that kind of environment. No wonder she became a killer; it was all forced upon her.

"Do you need any help?" Ning Xingchen asked as she stepped forward.

"No, no need." Huo glanced at Ning Xingchen, then ran out.

Ning Xingchen shook his head helplessly.

After glancing at Bone Douluo in the stands, Bone Douluo immediately nodded in response, then got up and left the audience.

After leaving the Great Soul Arena, Ning Xingchen met with Bone Douluo.

"Star, look at you, you just arrived and you've already made that young girl cry. You'll have a hard time finding a wife if you keep doing this," Bone Douluo teased.

Ning Xingchen asked, "What about you, Uncle Gu? You're so old, why are you still single?"

“I…I’m not like that…Look at Chen Xin, he’s the same too?” Bone Douluo said.

"Uncle Bone, can't you see it?"

"What did you see?" Bone Douluo asked, puzzled.

Ning Xingchen covered his eyes with his hands and whispered, "No wonder you're still single. But Uncle Gu, you should get married. Your Bone Dragon Martial Soul can't just end like this."

Bone Douluo said, "Star, what you said seems to make some sense."

"Besides, she's a young girl, and what about me? I'm not even eleven years old yet," Ning Xingchen retorted.

“They’re not young anymore. Some eleven-year-olds are already… Hey, Xingchen, look, that’s the little girl you defeated. She seems to be in trouble,” Bone Douluo said.

"Uncle Gu, let's go take a look," Ning Xingchen said.

If it weren't for his arrival, Liu Erlong would probably have won eleven matches and earned enough gold coins to treat her mother's illness.

However, judging from the plot, her mother's illness is not so easy to treat, and it is very likely that all her efforts will be in vain, and she will die with a heavy debt.