The real battle erupted. At this moment, Ma Hongjun was engulfed in flames, his long, bright red hair flying wildly, his clothes billowing.
If there were a third-person perspective, Ma Hongjun standing with his spear would resemble Nezha unleashed from his seal, both demonic and wicked.
Zhao Wuji's body suddenly swelled. His already terrifying muscles almost doubled in size, and even his height increased by a meter in an instant, making him extremely powerful.
Ma Hongjun relied on his agile movements to maneuver against Zhao Wuji, but after being possessed by his Martial Soul, Zhao Wuji's body was like steel, and the Dragon Soul Spear could hardly harm him.
Ma Hongjun's first Soul Ring lit up.
"Extreme Shadow Flying Dragon Spear!"
The spear tip collided head-on with his bear paw, producing a metallic sound. His claws extended, grabbed the spear tip, and swung Ma Hongjun, spear and all, into the air.
"It's like this again, damn it!" Ma Hongjun cursed under
his breath. This was how it was when fighting these power-type Soul Masters; they'd swing you around in circles at the drop of a hat. Ma Hongjun's second Soul Ring lit up, his body bursting with light, and he shouted, "Explode!" But this time, it wasn't just the power of the spear tip that exploded, but also the power of flames. A ball of flame gathered along the shaft to the tip, and just as Zhao Wuji was about to throw him away, the flame exploded in his palm. Flames flew everywhere, visible sparks scattered in all directions, and Zhao Wuji's massive body became the biggest target, countless sparks landing on him. The temperature of the evil fire was very high, and its adhesion was very strong. Although Zhao Wuji could defend against physical attacks, he was helpless against this kind of fire-attribute attack. He couldn't extinguish it even by swatting it away. "What an annoying flame." Ma Hongjun used the force of the explosion to break free from Zhao Wuji and reorganized his attack from a distance. His first Soul Ring lit up again, but this time he didn't use a Soul Skill; instead, he needed the fifty percent speed boost. After increasing his speed by fifty percent, Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Playing with a Hundred Birds technique became even more graceful and unpredictable. "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear!" It was time to use a combo attack. Flames still covered the Dragon Soul Spear; Ma Hongjun consciously focused the flames on the spear, as fire attacks were more effective against Zhao Wuji. While Zhao Wuji's massive body increased his strength and defense, it also exposed his weaknesses. Like a giant bear, he had become clumsy. The Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear combo was successfully executed, each strike piercing Zhao Wuji's body and leaving a small cluster of flames. "Are you a little flea?" Zhao Wuji swatted left and right, but Ma Hongjun nimbly dodged each attack. The Phoenix Playing with a Hundred Birds technique had now become a Bear Playing technique. The spear's power increased exponentially with each subsequent strike; this was the thirteenth strike. The Dragon Soul Spear was now able to pierce his bear hide. One can easily imagine the power of the Dragon Soul Spear. It's the spirit of a Soul Saint, wielded by the incredibly strong Vajra Bear, capable of piercing the flesh of a Great Soul Master. This is undoubtedly astonishing, as evidenced by the expressions of the onlookers. The flames were beginning to weaken, the power of the evil fire gradually diminishing. Zhao Wuji was like a bear being stung by countless bees; the remaining sparks on his body spread outwards. While Ma Hongjun's flames diminished, Zhao Wuji's flames intensified. Without using soul skills, this clumsy bear was actually easier to deal with than Li Yusong wielding the Dragon Pattern Staff. Zhao Wuji was burning and itching unbearably. The agonizing feeling of having power but being unable to unleash it, the pain of being devoured by ants but unable to extricate himself due to his robust physique—he was about to reach his breaking point. Ma Hongjun's twentieth strike finally arrived. This strongest strike, which he had been preparing for a long time, gathered all the remaining evil fire in his body onto the tip of his spear. His second soul ring lit up again; he needed that explosive attack effect to amplify the power of this move. The spear tip, enveloped in flames, hurtled towards Zhao Wuji's face. "Explode!" Just as the spear tip was about to reach his face, Zhao Wuji's eyes narrowed, his breathing quickened. He couldn't endure this unsatisfying battle any longer. This kid showed no restraint; even at the very end, he still wanted to slap him in the face. "This is too much!" Zhao Wuji roared, his first spirit ring illuminating. "Immovable King Body." "Bang!" The spear tip successfully pierced Zhao Wuji's face, and flames exploded on his face. But this didn't satisfy Ma Hongjun. As the flames exploded, a powerful force emanated from Zhao Wuji, blasting Ma Hongjun away. All the flames on Zhao Wuji's body were annihilated by this force! The battlefield returned to calm. Zhao Wuji's first spirit ring shone, an invisible force shattering all his restraints. Ma Hongjun lay limply on the ground, the Dragon Soul Spear already sheathed. "Finally, that feels good!" Ma Hongjun and Zhao Wuji said simultaneously. Dai Mubai and Oscar came over to help the exhausted Ma Hongjun up. Zhao Wuji also withdrew his martial spirit, but he didn't dare to look at the crowd. He felt very embarrassed to be made to look so disheveled by a junior.
However, none of the old friends dared to tease him. They understood that if they could force Zhao Wuji to use his soul skill, they would be even more pathetic.
They couldn't help but marvel at Ma Hongjun's monstrous nature.
In truth, when the evil fire erupted, Ma Hongjun's rationality was affected. At that moment, he only wanted a thrilling battle and didn't have the extra rationality to consider anything else.
Just like when desire is extremely strong, even the smartest man will only think with his lower body.
The evil fire needed a reasonable outlet; relying solely on fighting wasn't a good solution, and it was too limiting, because there weren't always such good sparring partners.
Perhaps, he still needed to fight, just in a different setting and with a different opponent.
...
When it was time to eat, everyone in the academy gathered around a table to eat.
The food here was rather simple, or to put it bluntly, very poor. Not in terms of taste, but in terms of ingredients.
As expected of the poorest academy, there were hardly any meat dishes on the table.
"Let's discuss this. We need to find a way to resolve Hongjun's evil fire; it can't continue like this," Flander spoke first.
"Dean, no need, I think this Evil Fire is great! Once it's activated, my combat power explodes!" Dai Mubai replied excitedly.
"Hmm!"
Flander gave a cold hum, glancing sideways at Dai Mubai, who quickly shut his mouth.
"Hongjun, tell us what you think!"
Everyone looked at Ma Hongjun, who was much calmer now. He sorted out his thoughts and began to speak:
"The Evil Fire actually has two sides. The good side is its power, which I believe you've all felt. The other side is that it has many side effects and is uncontrollable.
The Evil Fire will accelerate my physical development. I'm nine years old now, but I look about the same age as Xiao Ao, not including his beard, of course."
Speaking of physical development, Ma Hongjun was actually a little embarrassed to reveal to others, which was his legs, which were particularly developed...
He couldn't help but think of the big stars from his previous life, like Gen Shuo, Ju Ji, and Ji Tai Mei.
And the African guys, and American cigars!
Ma Hongjun continued, "Before, my evil fire wouldn't come out on its own unless I summoned it. But as I've gotten older, it seems to accumulate, and it will erupt when it reaches a certain amount.
I need to find ways to consume and suppress it.
Based on my observations recently, I've found that the evil fire in my body erupts more frequently, and so far, the only way I can think of to release it is through fighting.
But releasing it through fighting makes me more manic and affects my personality. I've found that I'm becoming more ruthless in battle, and I have a perverse excitement about fighting. My destructive desire is increasing, making me lose my composure and unable to maintain my rationality.
During the battle just now, Mu Bai, Teacher Li, and Teacher Zhao should have felt it."
Dai Mu Bai didn't speak; he looked at the other two. Li Yusong also didn't speak; he looked at Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji rolled his eyes, didn't speak, and just nodded.
"So, while combat can solve the problem, it's not the only solution. We need to find other ways to assist,"
Flander smiled and continued,
"Hongjun, it's time for you to learn another combat mode."
"Dean, what combat mode?"
"An adult combat mode."
"Mubai, you take Hongjun to Soto City tomorrow. You'll be his teacher.
I can reimburse you for the expenses, but be careful not to hire anyone too expensive."
Ma Hongjun was filled with admiration for Flander. He never expected to find such a seasoned driver in Douluo Continent, driving so smoothly.
Truly cunning, shrewd, and unpredictable Flander.
"Okay, Dean, don't worry about it. Expenses are a small matter; I'll treat. I can't let Hongjun suffer!" Dai Mubai replied with a mischievous grin.
Their refreshingly unconventional way of speaking made Ma Hongjun, the seasoned driver from his previous life, a little embarrassed.
It seems driving in another world is still a bit of an adjustment.
However, thinking about going to Soto City for class with Dai Mubai tomorrow, Ma Hongjun felt a faint sense of anticipation.
After all, this body in this world hadn't been deflowered yet!