Chapter 158: Shrek's Crushing Defeat, Doubting Life
With his Martial Soul attached, Feng Xiaotian's speed reached its limit, leaving behind only streaks of green afterimages, like a true Stormwind Demon Wolf.
"Stormwind Demon Wolf's Thirty Six Successive Chops, First Chop"
As soon as his words fell, Feng Xiaotian had already gathered momentum like a swift wind, slashing down swiftly.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Mirror Imprint."
A colorful light suddenly flashed in front of Feng Xiaotian, and even his speed slowed considerably, his eyes dazzled by the flash.
With a casual flick, a colorful mirror suddenly appeared behind Ning Rongrong, and her body slowly merged into it, disappearing from her original spot.
By the time Feng Xiaotian reacted, it was already too late; he plunged headfirst, directly hitting his head and bleeding profusely.
"Hiss."
Slowly standing up, Feng Xiaotian touched his throbbing forehead with his hand, then saw that it was covered in blood.
Because of his Martial Soul possession, his two wolf heads continuously scanned their surroundings, trying to locate Ning Rongrong.
Then, a delicate shout came from beside his ear: "Stormwind Demon Wolf's Thirty Six Successive Chops!"
Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian turned his head and saw that the colorful-haired girl possessed the same Martial Soul as him.
And she even knew his self-created Soul Skill—this was too illogical.
Even if she could replicate his Martial Soul, how did she replicate his self-created Soul Skill? Could it be that she stole it from his mind?
But before he could doubt his own life, Ning Rongrong directly stacked all thirty-six chops, sending the still-stunned Feng Xiaotian flying with a single strike.
As for how Ning Rongrong knew the Stormwind Demon Wolf's Thirty Six Successive Chops, it was natural because, when Feng Xiaotian used it just now, she directly copied it via her Domain.
Therefore, Ning Rongrong could use this Soul Skill anytime and anywhere in the future. Of course, due to limitations, even if she became a god, she could only store nine Soul Skills or Divine Skills.
However, the copied Soul Skill was slightly weaker than the original, possessing only about half its power—a notable limitation.
"Xiaotian!"
The few people who had just healed Tang San saw Feng Xiaotian being sent flying directly. They were all flushed, their eyes red, and they were panting heavily.
Their eyes seemed eager to tear the colorful-haired girl in front of them to shreds!
"So weak, how boring."
Seeing the exasperated expressions of the Shrek Seven Devils, Ning Rongrong waved her hand indifferently. Crushing Shrek now would make the subsequent torment more interesting.
She then released her Martial Soul possession and slowly returned to her team.
After Ning Rongrong rejoined her team, Zhu Zhuqing also stepped out. Because of her disguise, Dai Mubai, one of the Shrek Seven Devils, couldn't recognize her, even though the person in front of him looked somewhat familiar.
As for the connection between Martial Soul Fusion Techniques, the current White Tiger was not worthy of forming a fusion with Zhu Zhuqing's Dark Moon Shadow Cat, which had already advanced to a god-level Martial Soul.
Because the White Tiger was unworthy, its grade was too low.
"Why do I feel like this person looks a bit familiar?"
Dai Mubai carefully scrutinized the voluptuous girl in front of him, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes. But when he thought of his bare nether regions, he immediately became dejected.
His little brother was gone—what else could he do? That damned woman—when he became a god, he would throw her into a pack of Stormwind Demon Wolves.
However, even with Zhu Zhuqing's disguise, her figure was still exceptional, which stirred desire even among the three eunuchs of Shrek.
Even without that thing, they still felt a bit aroused.
Even without his little brother, he still had a pair of diligent hands. When the time came, Dai Mubai would still be able to gallop on the battlefield.
He was about to open his mouth to tease her when he saw that the spot where Zhu Zhuqing had been was now empty.
A purple light flashed, and she was gone without a trace.
Dai Mubai then felt a chill in his crotch, and not long after, Zhu Zhuqing kicked him from below. Unfortunately, Dai Mubai was already an Impervious Body, reducing and avoiding 90% of the damage.
He merely suffered from extreme facial flushing, foamed at the mouth, convulsed all over, and became incontinent, putting on a spectacular display on the Soul Fighting Stage.
"Boss Dai!"
In the blink of an eye, Feng Xiaotian and Dai Mubai of the Shrek Seven Devils were instantly defeated; they didn't even have a chance to assist.
Tang San, the only Soul Emperor, was ambushed and lost his combat ability instantly, so defeat was already certain.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang rushed out from the lounge and ran to the edge of the Soul Fighting Stage, shouting:
"No need to compete, we, Shrek… surrender!"
Finally, Yu Xiaogang looked at the Shrek Seven Devils on stage, unwilling to accept the outcome but knowing they needed to recover for the next match. He gritted his teeth and uttered two words: surrender.
On stage, the Shrek Seven Devils, upon hearing their surrender, also looked solemn and couldn't believe this outcome.
They closed their eyes, hoping that what they had just experienced was an illusion.
But when they opened their eyes, nothing had changed: the scorched Tang San, the twitching Dai Mubai, and the still-bleeding Feng Xiaotian—they reluctantly accepted this outcome.
With heavy hearts, they slowly helped each other and left the Soul Fighting Stage.
The referee loudly announced the result of the match, his voice nearly reaching outside the arena:
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy wins!"
The surrounding audience reacted immediately, impressed by the formidable strength of the Heaven Dou Royal First Team, and cheered loudly.
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"
…
The sound grew louder and louder. The figures of the Shrek Seven Devils, supporting each other, became even more hunched. Their backs would never straighten again in this lifetime.
What strategies, what plans? They had been directly soloed.
In the stands, Demon Bear Douluo also praised, "As expected of the most outstanding talents of this generation in the Heaven Dou Empire. Their strength is indeed extraordinary."
"Demon Bear Douluo, you flatter them. I heard that Spirit Hall's team this year is far superior to previous ones, with an aura of dominating a generation."
Xue Xing now completely disregarded Ning Fengzhi's expression; it had nothing to do with him. Even if he ignored Ning Fengzhi, Ning Fengzhi would still have to fawn over him later.
And what he wanted now was to foster more camaraderie with Spirit Hall's Title Douluo. They would be colleagues in the future, and Demon Bear Douluo was stationed in Heaven Dou City's Spirit Hall Branch, also responsible for protecting his safety as emperor.
"Sect Master Ning, why do you look so displeased? Is it perhaps because of Shrek's crushing defeat?"
It was Demon Bear Douluo who, seeing Ning Fengzhi's face as black as the bottom of a pot, immediately laughed without giving any face.
Someone who constantly allied with other forces to target Spirit Hall—why should he give Ning Fengzhi any respect? The only reason he didn't slap him was because Sword Douluo was by his side.
"Hehe, the members of the Heaven Dou Royal First Team are all exceptionally talented individuals, and they have the best resources of the Empire for cultivation. Naturally, they cannot be compared to Shrek, which was only established a little over a year ago."
Ning Fengzhi chuckled lightly, watching the departing figures of the Heaven Dou Royal First Team. His gaze fell on the colorful-haired girl.
He always felt this girl was very familiar, very much like Ning Rongrong, but he didn't express it now, nor did he pay attention to Demon Bear's words.
Instead, he looked at Xue Xing, wanting to inquire about the origins of this colorful-haired girl.
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