Chapter 41 Feng Xiaotian's Hesitation Chapter 41 Feng Xiaotian's Hesitation
The volume of the battle arena had reached a terrifying level. Huo Xinxin entered the arena and took her place.
After standing still, she turned around and blew kisses to the audience.
"Xinxin!"
"Xinxin, I love you!"
The audience shouted Huo Xinxin's name. Huo Xinxin not only had a good figure, but her appearance was also undeniably stunning.
The host, however, seemed somewhat embarrassed. She was also considered beautiful, but compared to Huo Xinxin, she seemed to fall short.
"Ahem, everyone, please be quiet," the short-haired female host shouted loudly.
But the audience didn't listen at all. Seeing this, Huo Xinxin immediately put her index finger to her lips, indicating that everyone should be quiet.
Only then did the audience truly quiet down.
It seemed the host's words were less effective than Huo Xinxin's; a contestant with both beauty and strength like her was most likely to win the audience's hearts.
Feng Xiaotian's appearance, on the other hand, was much quieter. The host's introduction didn't elicit much reaction. With Huo Xinxin present, he seemed to be less than a supporting character in the eyes of the audience.
Wearing a mask, no one knew what Feng Xiaotian looked like. Standing at only 1.5 meters tall, compared to the usual 1.9 meters in the Douluo Continent, he was truly a dwarf. However, Feng Xiaotian was only nine years old; he would grow up to be a towering figure someday.
His previous popularity stemmed from victories against opponents of higher levels, but against Huo Xinxin, the situation was completely one-sided, with everyone hoping for her victory.
"Little guy, you might as well just admit defeat, and I can give you an autograph later," Huo Xinxin said with a smile.
"Me too! We all want one!" Every move Huo Xinxin made was under the watchful eyes of the audience.
"Not interested," Feng Xiaotian said calmly, though his heart couldn't help but race at the sight of such a beautiful woman.
This was his opponent; at his age, there was nothing he could do, he could only admire her.
"Can we begin?" Feng Xiaotian said, looking at the short-haired female host.
The short-haired female host immediately said, "You can release your martial souls now."
The two released their martial souls: a fiery red, seven- or eight-meter-long fire-scaled snake, and a three-headed, two-colored Devouring Wolf.
Feng Xiaotian still hadn't revealed his spirit rings, a fact the audience had grown accustomed to. The battle was about to begin, and Huo Xinxin's smile vanished.
Originally, her opponent today was another level 34 Spirit Master, but now she'd been temporarily replaced by this level 26 Great Spirit Master.
She was also forbidden from killing him; regardless of victory or defeat, she would receive extra rewards from the Great Spirit Arena: 5,000 gold spirit coins for a victory and 2,000 for a loss.
She knew that Silver-Masked Wolf had won all nineteen battles, hadn't used his second spirit skill, and all his opponents were below Spirit Master level, with no record of fighting a Spirit Master. Since he dared to challenge a Spirit Master, he must possess extraordinary strength.
If it weren't for the extra rewards, she wouldn't have agreed.
"The battle begins," the short-haired female host announced, releasing her wings once more and flying off the arena.
This time, her opponent was a level 33 Spirit Master. Feng Xiaotian focused intently on Huo Xinxin.
Huo Xinxin, too, calmly watched Feng Xiaotian.
Suddenly, Huo Xinxin raised her hand, her first spirit ring lighting up, and said, "First Spirit Skill, Fire Serpent Binding."
A small, slender fire-scaled serpent shot from her hand, rapidly approaching Feng Xiaotian.
Feng Xiaotian had already read Huo Xinxin's information; although the description stated she was a powerful offensive Soul Master, this first skill was indeed a control skill.
However, this control had a weakness, which could be disrupted.
Feng Xiaotian activated his first spirit skill, unleashing two wind blades from his hand, directly confronting Huo Xinxin's fire-scaled serpent.
The two collided, directly destroying Huo Xinxin's first spirit skill. Simultaneously, he charged towards Huo Xinxin.
Feng Xiaotian's speed was incredibly fast, and Huo Xinxin's was no less.
During this time, Huo Xinxin completed her second soul skill, Fire Scale Possession, quickly meeting Feng Xiaotian's attack.
The Fire Scale Possession soul skill allowed the fiery scales from her Fire Scale Serpent martial soul to attach to Huo Xinxin's entire body; now, she was practically covered in scales.
After using the second skill, her attack, defense, and strength would all increase by fifty percent, which was why she called herself a power-attack type soul master.
Although the Fire Scale Serpent was poisonous, her first two soul skills were not. Feng Xiaotian only needed to be wary of Huo Xinxin's third soul skill.
Bang…
The two clashed, their fists and feet striking each other. Fortunately, Feng Xiaotian's physical strength was comparable to an ordinary Soul Master, but he was still at a disadvantage under Huo Xinxin's second soul skill.
However, Feng Xiaotian's speed was very fast, making it difficult for Huo Xinxin to cope. After several attacks, Feng Xiaotian kept moving around, avoiding direct confrontation.
Feng Xiaotian still hadn't used his second soul skill, Heavenly Wolf Possession. His soul skill could increase strength, defense, and attack, but unlike others, it also increased speed, and all of these stats were increased by 100%.
This was comparable in power to Dai Mubai's third soul skill; after all, his second soul ring was a thousand-year soul ring, definitely much stronger than a hundred-year soul ring.
Seeing that she couldn't do anything to Feng Xiaotian, Huo Xinxin's three soul rings lit up again.
She was about to use her third soul skill. Feng Xiaotian became cautious; he knew the power of Huo Xinxin's third soul skill and immediately retreated.
However, Huo Xinxin's skill was very fast. Within ten meters of her body, a fiery red poisonous mist instantly filled the area.
This was truly unavoidable; at this moment, Feng Xiaotian was only wearing a mask, not a face mask.
Furthermore, the two were very close, and he instantly inhaled the poisonous mist emitted by Huo Xinxin's third soul skill.
"Your speed is incredibly fast; you could say you're an agility-based attacker. But my third soul skill is Fire Scale Serpent Venom - Slowness, specifically designed to counter speedy opponents like you. Now that you've been poisoned by my Fire Scale Serpent Venom, your reaction time and movements will decrease by 30%. A level 26 Great Soul Master like you can't possibly defeat me," Huo Xinxin said confidently.
She had defeated many opponents using these three soul skills: one for control, one for attack, and one for support, working together like a team.
This third soul skill only lasts for ten seconds. If the opponent isn't poisoned within those ten seconds, the skill fails.
However, once the opponent is poisoned, the effect lasts for two minutes, a very effective duration; two minutes is enough to determine the outcome of a soul battle.
"Oh no, Xiaotian's been hit by his third soul skill!" Qin Qiuyue said worriedly from the stands.
"Don't worry, Xiaotian will find a way to deal with it," Feng Qingyuan said.
Inside the most luxurious private room on the Soul Battle Arena. Watching the battle below, Qian Renxue felt a surge of curiosity about Huo Xinxin. It was truly rare for someone to possess three different types of soul skills simultaneously.
"It seems Feng Xiaotian will have to use his second soul skill soon; his strength and speed are being suppressed," Charlie remarked from the side. He too had been curious about Feng Xiaotian's second soul skill, as he hadn't used it even once in his nineteen consecutive victories.
At this moment, Feng Xiaotian was already feeling the changes in his body. His body had become much slower, his reactions and movements had decreased—the poison was truly potent.
Feng Xiaotian's limbs felt stiff; his advantages in speed and strength were gone, and if this continued, he might truly lose.
He was still considering whether to use his fist blade or reveal his purple soul ring and use his second soul skill; he was still hesitant. (
A brief discussion of Douluo Continent: Huo Xinxin's three different soul skills also appeared on Shui Bing'er in Douluo Continent, each with control, defense, and attack functions; this situation does exist.)
Even someone as strong as Qian Renxue in Douluo Continent I, with the resources of the Spirit Hall, could only absorb her first two spirit rings for a hundred years. This shows how difficult it is to absorb spirit rings from higher levels. Those spirit rings that take thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years are really unreasonable. If Feng Xiaotian hadn't absorbed a celestial item that matched his attributes, which could greatly enhance his physical strength, he wouldn't have been able to absorb this thousand-year spirit ring either!
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While hesitating, Huo Xinxin immediately launched an attack on Feng Xiaotian.
Feng Xiaotian's speed advantage was gone, and his strength was slightly inferior to Huo Xinxin's second soul skill, so he was constantly being pressured by her.
"First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Formation!" Feng Xiaotian shouted, unleashing ten wind blades at Huo Xinxin. However, the moment he launched the skill, Huo Xinxin was already preparing to dodge.
One of the weaknesses of wind blades is their difficulty in hitting, and with his reaction time and movements slowed, they seemed even harder to hit.
Feng Xiaotian's first soul skill was now useless against her, and his body was at its limit.
At the same time, Huo Xinxin used her first soul skill, Fire Serpent Binding, again. Almost simultaneously with Feng Xiaotian's wind blades, this first soul skill wrapped around his body several times, rendering him completely immobile.
Someone who could win ten consecutive matches was indeed extraordinary. There was no other way but to use her second soul skill; after all, this soul ring would be exposed sooner or later anyway.
"Second Soul Skill, Heavenly Wolf Possession."
Feng Xiaotian let out three different wolf howls, his body's bones and muscles changed and expanded, and then a third white wolf head appeared on his left shoulder, followed by two blue wolf heads on his hands and arms.
Even more dazzling were the purple soul rings at his feet, leaving everyone stunned.
"His second soul ring is actually a thousand-year soul ring." Qian Renxue's mouth opened wide, forming a large "O".
Even a genius like her only had a hundred-year soul ring as her second soul ring. Could his talent be stronger than hers? At this moment, Qian Renxue began to doubt her own talent.
In that instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Xiaotian's purple soul ring.
A second soul ring that was a thousand-year soul ring—this was unheard of and unseen.
Various possibilities flashed through Qian Renxue's mind. Could it be that this thousand-year soul beast had automatically sacrificed itself to Feng Xiaotian? However, this thought was dismissed the moment it appeared.
They had been in the Sunset Forest for three days, and in three days they had obtained a thousand-year soul ring. A thousand-year soul beast should not have such intelligence and ability.
Ultimately, only one possibility emerged in her mind: Feng Xiaotian had consumed a rare and precious herb to enhance his physical strength, reaching the level of a Celestial Grade.
The Spirit Hall also had records of Celestial Grade herbs, but they had never been discovered in the past few centuries; they were merely legendary items within the Spirit Hall.
Qian Renxue felt that Feng Xiaotian would either be used by her current identity or join the Spirit Hall.
As long as he didn't perish, he might become a powerhouse comparable to, or even stronger than, Haotian Douluo.
This matter had to be immediately reported to Spirit City; if there was a possibility of them becoming enemies in the future, they had to be eliminated as soon as possible.
Huo Xinxin, who was fighting Feng Xiaotian, was also stunned, her beautiful eyes fixed on Feng Xiaotian's spirit rings. No wonder her opponent didn't use a second spirit skill; it turned out he possessed a thousand-year-old spirit ring and was reluctant to reveal it.
However, without using a second spirit skill, it was impossible for him to defeat her.
Having wasted a few breaths, Huo Xinxin immediately took action, her slender legs striding towards Feng Xiaotian. Her third soul skill only lasted two minutes; after that, she would have even less chance of defeating her opponent.
"Perfect timing," Feng Xiaotian said.
He exerted force simultaneously, increasing his strength by 100%, unleashing a full-force burst that destroyed Huo Xinxin's first soul skill.
Using his second soul skill, his speed increased again, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that the Fire Scale Serpent venom he had been afflicted with had been neutralized.
After the third wolf head appeared, it seemed as if the toxins in his body were instantly absorbed and devoured by the white wolf head.
It was truly unbelievable; he hadn't expected that the white wolf head, under the influence of his second soul skill, would have such a toxin-devouring effect. What poison could he possibly fear now? Even Dugu Bo wouldn't be a threat to him.
While he was pondering this, Huo Xinxin arrived in front of him, throwing a punch.
Huo Xinxin smiled; although her opponent had destroyed her first soul skill, she had also delayed his counterattack. This punch was going to land.
However, Feng Xiaotian's speed increased by 100% when using his second soul skill, making him as fast as lightning.
Huo Xinxin's attack missed completely; it was just an afterimage of Feng Xiaotian.
Before she could react, Feng Xiaotian returned and punched Huo Xinxin in the abdomen.
"Ah..."
Huo Xinxin cried out in pain, kneeling on the ground and clutching her abdomen, writhing in agony.
"Admit defeat. In my current state, you have no chance of winning," Feng Xiaotian said calmly, as her third soul skill was no longer effective against her.
With Feng Xiaotian using his second soul skill, there was no point in continuing the fight.
After about ten breaths, Huo Xinxin, clutching her abdomen with one hand and supporting herself with the other, slowly rose to her feet.
"I lost. I didn't expect your second soul skill to be a thousand-year soul ring skill." Huo Xinxin was somewhat saddened. She was not even nineteen years old this year, yet she was already a level thirty-three Soul Master, possessing three special soul skills, making her a formidable opponent at the same level.
However, today she encountered this little dwarf, and was defeated by a level twenty-six Great Soul Master.
This training was now over.
"Can I see your true face?" Huo Xinxin asked curiously.
"That's not a good idea, I'm afraid it will frighten you," Feng Xiaotian refused.
"How stingy! But you're a genius. Oh well, a loss is a loss. I won't say anything more." Huo Xinxin finished speaking and turned to leave.
As soon as Huo Xinxin turned away, the short-haired female host immediately announced, "Silver-Masked Wolf has won this Soul Battle, bringing his winning streak to twenty matches. Let's wait and see who his next opponent is."
Although many in the audience were still confused, it was indeed a wonderful Soul Battle, and everyone stood up and applauded.
Just then, Huo Xinxin returned and came to Feng Xiaotian, who was about to leave.
"Is there anything else?" Feng Xiaotian said calmly.
Huo Xinxin gave a sweet smile and said, "Am I pretty?"
What was she trying to do? Feng Xiaotian, somewhat curious, stammered, "Pretty, I guess."
Huo Xinxin smiled with satisfaction and said, "Judging from your voice and your height, you're probably only twelve or thirteen years old, about six years younger than me. Am I right?"
Indeed, Feng Xiaotian wasn't very tall, and even with his disguise, his voice still had a childlike quality.
However, Huo Xinxin would never have guessed that Feng Xiaotian was only nine years old. After all, a nine-year-old level twenty-six Great Soul Master, capable of fighting beyond his level and possessing a thousand-year soul ring, was something she dared not imagine.
Therefore, Huo Xinxin guessed that Feng Xiaotian was twelve or thirteen years old.
Feng Xiaotian didn't answer, only smiled, neither confirming nor denying.
"Hehe, in a few years, when you've grown taller, you can come to Blazing Fire Academy to find me. I'll give you a chance to pursue me. Remember, it's just a chance, not a promise." Huo Xinxin finished speaking and turned to run away.
Feng Xiaotian was left standing there, stunned. What did Huo Xinxin mean? But he was only nine years old, and they weren't a good match.
Feng Xiaotian shook his head helplessly and left the Soul Arena.
After defeating Huo Xinxin, Feng Xiaotian had achieved a twenty-game winning streak, and as agreed, he had already obtained the Silver Soul Badge.
If he could win tomorrow's battle, he could help the Hummingbird Clan regain their title and completely help his mother, Qin Qiuyue, resolve her inner conflict. Afterwards, their family could leave Tiandou City and this place of trouble as soon as possible, returning to Shenfeng Academy to quietly develop their abilities. Feng Xiaotian
was about to begin developing his third head. The Devouring Wolf, which had remained silent for over thirty chapters since acquiring it, was about to show its worth.
Second Soul Skill: Wolf Possession, increasing speed, strength, defense, and attack by 100%. This corresponded to Dai Mubai's third Soul Skill. Since their Soul Ring ages were similar and their Martial Souls were equally strong, the effect would certainly be comparable, only with the added speed bonus. Due to the effect of the third wolf, this Soul Skill also had a certain devouring effect. It could also absorb the effects of poison within the body.
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Having obtained the Silver Soul Badge in the Grand Soul Arena and achieved a twenty-game winning streak, Feng Xiaotian had also accumulated a considerable amount of Gold Soul Coins, making him quite wealthy.
Having received all his rewards, Feng Xiaotian left the Grand Soul Arena accompanied by his family.
"Your Highness, aren't you going to see Feng Xiaotian?" Charlie asked疑惑地. As the First Prince's advisor and someone who had infiltrated with Qian Renxue, he knew that Qian Renxue would definitely try to win Feng Xiaotian over.
Qian Renxue pondered, "Send this matter to the Martial Soul City first, and see how that person handles it."
Speaking of that person, a strange light flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes, but it disappeared quickly.
"I understand, I'll take care of it immediately," Charlie replied respectfully.
"Wait, give them Chris's detailed information. Although he has the strength to win, Chris's Martial Soul also contains potent poison, which is far superior to that woman from yesterday," Qian Renxue reminded him again.
For some reason, she seemed unwilling for Feng Xiaotian to get into trouble, perhaps because she felt he was a rare genius.
"Grandson, is your second spirit ring really a thousand-year spirit ring?" Qin Tianxiong was still somewhat skeptical. He couldn't help but ask as soon as they left the Great Spirit Arena.
"Yes, Grandpa, I was just lucky to get this thousand-year spirit ring," Feng Xiaotian replied.
"I don't think I've ever heard of that in the history of the continent. And having two yellow spirit rings is indeed the best configuration. Those who tried to absorb spirit rings beyond their level all died from their bodies exploding. Xiaotian, you must be careful," Qin Tianxiong said with concern.
"Dad, don't ask so many questions. Anyway, Xiaotian having a thousand-year spirit ring ahead of time is definitely a good thing. We'll be careful in the future," Qin Qiuyue immediately reminded him.
"Yes, it seems like a good thing so far," Qin Tianxiong said calmly, not pressing the matter further.
Just after returning home, Feng Xiaotian received something delivered by the First Prince:
information on Chris, the genius of the Baron family.
Back in his room, Feng Xiaotian, his parents, and he read through the thin few pages of information together.
After reading the report, Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue's expressions turned grave.
Their opponent also possessed the mutated Black Mamba martial soul, highly venomous.
Normally, the Balang family's martial soul inheritance was the ordinary Baqing Snake martial soul, a giant snake that, while venomous, had relatively low toxicity.
The mutated Baqing Snake, however, was called the Black Mamba, possessing potent venom that would kill within thirty to sixty minutes.
Poisoning would immediately impair consciousness, causing fainting and even respiratory failure.
Dealing with an ordinary martial soul would be no problem for Feng Xiaotian, but his opponent's soul skill utilized the Black Mamba venom to its fullest potential.
The added venom to his agility-based attack made him extremely difficult to deal with. For Feng Xiaotian to win, he needed a swift victory, defeating his opponent before he was poisoned.
But the question remained: was Feng Xiaotian still afraid of poison?
That same day, Feng Xiaotian's information was compiled and sent out of Tian Dou City.
...
The next day, in the Tian Dou Grand Soul Arena.
A highly anticipated soul battle was about to begin.
One was Silver-Masked Sirius, who had just achieved a 20-game winning streak and earned the Silver Soul Badge; the other was Baron Chris, the super genius of the Baron Marquis family, who had just obtained the Gold Soul Badge.
The news of the battle was released in the morning, and within half an hour, tickets for the event sold out rapidly, becoming extremely difficult to obtain, with resale prices soaring to unbelievable heights.
Entering the Grand Soul Arena, Feng Xiaotian handed Qin Qiuyue the Gold Soul Coin cards he had prepared beforehand, instructing her to bet on him winning. His odds against Chris were 5 to 1, and he certainly wouldn't let such a money-making opportunity slip by.
The rewards from his 20-game winning streak, plus the 1,000 gold coins he received at the Junior Academy and the allowance from his parents, totaled over 3,000 Gold Soul Coins. If
he won today, he could earn five times that amount, making him a millionaire with tens of thousands of gold coins.
Judging from the odds, the bookmakers still favor Chris. Although he revealed a thousand-year spirit ring, they still believe Chris will win.
The battle is about to begin.
In the luxurious viewing room of the battle arena, the three princes of the Heaven Dou Empire had already arrived.
"Big brother has really found a worthy opponent! That Silver-Masked Wolf actually managed to defeat a level 33 Spirit Master while only being a level 26 Great Spirit Master!" The Second Prince laughed as he looked at Xue Qinghe.
In the history of the Heaven Dou Empire, the selection of the crown prince was based on ability, and his biggest competitor was his eldest brother, Xue Qinghe. His younger brother, Xue Feicheng, was on his side, and as for the four-year-old Xue Beng, he was not a threat.
"And it's a thousand-year spirit ring! Where did big brother find such a rare talent? He's practically an unconventional spirit master. Did he use some kind of evil magic to obtain a thousand-year spirit ring?" The Third Prince, Xue Feicheng, also chimed in.
Xue Qinghe calmly picked up a drink and downed it in one gulp. He then slowly said, "It's about to start. Let's see the result of the Soul Battle. Does anything else matter?"
Qian Renxue still had some worries, mainly about Chris's poison. Yesterday, Feng Xiaotian was clearly affected by the poison; if it weren't for his powerful second Soul Skill, he might have lost.
This was his concern, and also why Feng Xiaotian's odds were higher.
"Big brother is right. Let's wait and see," Xue Feiwen said.
The Soul Battle was about to begin, and Feng Xiaotian entered his entrance.
The host was still the same short-haired beauty.
"Hello everyone, welcome to the Heavenly Dou Grand Soul Battle Arena. I'm Annie, the host of this match. Today's Soul Battle can be said to be the most anticipated match of the year." "
Now, please welcome the twenty-sixth-level Great Soul Master who created a miracle in Soul Rings on the continent, the Silver Soul Badge holder with twenty consecutive wins!" Annie shouted loudly.
At Annie's call, Feng Xiaotian slowly walked out of the entrance.
"Go for it, Silver-masked Sirius!"
"Even if you can't win, give it your all!"
The cheers from the audience showed that although Feng Xiaotian possessed a purple spirit ring, he was still looked down upon compared to Chris.
Seeing the audience's enthusiasm ignited, he immediately spoke again: "Next, let's welcome our golden spirit badge holder, the young master of the Baron Marquis family, the twelve-year-old Baron Chris!"
Amidst the loud cheers, Chris slowly walked out of the passage.
Feng Xiaotian also looked at him. This Chris had some connection with the Hummingbird family; his father was Dales of the Baron family.
And it was his father, Dales, who had caused his mother's family such a miserable fate. Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian felt a surge of anger.
This Chris was just over twelve years old, already over 1.7 meters tall, much more handsome than his father, Dales. Whether it was a genetic mutation or something else entirely, Feng Xiaotian had no idea.
"You two can release your spirits now," Annie said.
Chris released his spirit first, two yellow spirit rings gleaming around him. Behind him, a gray-blue serpent spirit, eight or nine meters long, coiled, its mouth black, hence the name Black Mamba.
"Chris, spirit Black Mamba, level 28 agility-type Great Spirit Master." Chris appeared calm, as if this were just an ordinary spirit battle.
"Silver-masked Wolf, spirit Devouring Wolf, level 26 power-type Great Spirit Master." Feng Xiaotian spoke simultaneously, his purple spirit rings particularly dazzling.
Actually, the Second Prince and Third Prince's specific names are in the comic, but the comic is just an adaptation.
This book mainly references the Douluo Continent novel, and secondarily the anime; the comic's details are taken with a grain of salt!
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This Soul Battle attracted a lot of attention. Qin Tianxiong, Qin Feng, and Qin Yu from the Hummingbird Clan were all present.
The Baron Clan was also there; the Soul Battle was proposed by the Second Prince, and they all knew it was a contest between the Second Prince and the First Prince.
Rumor had it that Emperor Xue Ye of the Heavenly Dou Empire intended to choose a Crown Prince within three years, and the competition among the princes would become increasingly fierce.
Dales, watching his son, shouted loudly from the high-level viewing platform of the Soul Battle Arena, "Go Chris, take this guy down!"
Dales's voice also caught Qin Tianxiong's attention, and he felt a surge of displeasure, but to prevent Feng Xiaotian's true identity from being exposed, he could only suppress his anger.
He could only act as an ordinary spectator, keeping a slight distance from Feng Qingyuan's family.
However, even with this distance, Dales still noticed him.
Meanwhile, the battle in the Soul Battle Arena began with the announcer's announcement.
At the start of the battle, neither of them used Soul Skills, relying solely on their own abilities, using fists and feet for close-quarters combat, probing each other.
"Is that Qin Qiuyue?" Dales finally noticed Qin Qiuyue's presence. Although many years had passed, he recognized the person he had longed for back then at a glance. This should have been his wife. She disappeared for twenty years, and her reappearance was in the Heaven Dou Arena.
Seeing her staring intently at the battle below, could this be his person? Level 26, no more than thirteen years old, could this be her son?
Dales ignored Qin Qiuyue for now. Even if he was her son, his fate today would only be to perish on the spot.
His gaze returned to the arena. After a series of tests, Feng Xiaotian and Chris understood each other's attack characteristics.
Although Chris was an agility-type attacker, the physical strength he had just displayed was very strong.
"Kid, although you can be considered a genius, you shouldn't challenge me." Chris shouted.
At the same time, Chris's spirit rings were released again.
He was about to use a spirit skill.
A faint gray mist rose around Chris's body. Feng Xiaotian knew that this was Chris's first spirit skill, Mamba Poison Mist. This spirit skill was to attach the poison of his martial soul, the Black Mamba, to his body.
This soul skill can be described as stimulating one's nerves with poison, increasing one's nerve and physical reactions and speed by fifty percent.
"You're very fast. I don't know how you trained to be so fast, but you're a power-attack type, and I'm an agility-attack type. Ultimately, you can't be my match in terms of speed," Chris said confidently.
He had reviewed Feng Xiaotian's past performance in the Soul Arena this morning and knew that Feng Xiaotian's speed was very fast, comparable to an agility-attack type. However, Chris had his confidence; he wasn't an ordinary agility-attack type. In terms of speed, he had reached the limit of agility-attack.
Feng Xiaotian felt that his first soul skill, Wind Blade, was inherently difficult to hit. Without the amplification of his second soul skill, it would be difficult to be effective against a true agility-attack type soul master.
As Chris released his first soul skill, Feng Xiaotian's two soul rings lit up from his feet.
The purple soul rings rose, and Feng Xiaotian immediately used his second soul skill, Heavenly Wolf Possession, which was completed instantly.
"A purple spirit ring? Useless. Today is your death day!" Chris roared. He had even killed a Soul Master with a purple spirit ring, let alone someone with a purple second spirit ring. Chris
immediately charged at Feng Xiaotian at top speed.
His speed was truly incredible, but was Feng Xiaotian any slower?
Feng Xiaotian also charged at Chris. Even when he was still, his speed was terrifying.
A 100% speed increase was far superior to Chris's 50%, his boost only half.
Chris's punches couldn't even touch Feng Xiaotian. With twice the speed, by the time his opponent was halfway through his attack, he had already dodged to a new position. How could he possibly hit his opponent?
Feng Xiaotian handled the situation with ease.
"Impossible!"
"With Chris's speed, how could he not be hit? Is he even a power-attack type?"
The Second and Third Princes questioned, finding it unbelievable.
Qian Renxue smiled and said, "Who said power-attack types are necessarily slow? Are they necessarily inferior to agility-attack types?"
However, Qian Renxue was thinking, what was Feng Xiaotian dawdling about? With this advantage, he should kill Chris quickly! If he used his second soul skill's poison, she would be in mortal danger. Had he not read the information given to them yesterday?
The same thought crossed Feng Qingyuan, Qin Qiuyue, and the others; they wondered what Feng Xiaotian was thinking.
Chris's attacks had been ineffective. This was the first time since he participated in the Soul Battle that he couldn't even get close to his opponent while using his first soul skill.
This made him anxious.
"What's wrong? Is that all?" After saying this, Feng Xiaotian quickly attacked, his punch landing directly on Chris's chest.
The force was extremely powerful; Chris was sent flying instantly, and many people didn't even see what happened.
This punch was incredibly powerful; an ordinary Great Soul Master would be severely injured by Feng Xiaotian's blow, but it seemed insufficient for Chris.
Chris endured the pain, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He licked the blood back with his tongue and said gravely, "Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish."
"My second soul skill, Mamba Snake Fist, will surely take your life."
In that instant, Chris's right hand transformed, turning into a snake's head—the head of a Black Mamba—its large, black mouth revealing two long, venomous fangs.
Feng Xiaotian knew his second soul skill; if struck by the snake's head, he would be injected with venom from its fangs.
Furthermore, with the enhancement of this soul skill, his speed increased once more, reaching a terrifying 100%, just like Feng Xiaotian's.
This was his second soul ring, and a hundred-year-old one at that. All of this was thanks to his mutated martial soul, the Black Mamba, a venomous snake that could push both speed and venom to their limits.
It must be admitted that Chris is a genius. As long as he doesn't perish, he might become a figure like Dugu Bo in the future, or even stronger.
His poison and speed would be nothing to ordinary Soul Masters, but he's facing Feng Xiaotian. The poison is no longer effective against him. By using his second Soul Skill, he essentially has a poison-immune body.
"I'm going to kill you, no matter who you are," Chris shouted.
"Big brother, the person you finally found is about to die. Prepare 500,000 gold soul coins. I only wanted to win 50,000 gold soul coins, but you've offered 500,000. That must be a considerable sum for you," the Second Prince Xue Feiwen said with a smile. The Second
Prince, the Third Prince, and most people in the Soul Arena believed that Chris would win once he used his second Soul Skill.
Only those with Soul Master level or higher could force out the poison from Chris's second Soul Skill, so the Silver-Masked Wolf, who was only a Great Soul Master, was doomed.
Some say that Soul Bones can increase physical strength and allow one to absorb Soul Rings beyond their level, but I think that's somewhat inaccurate.
In the history of Douluo Continent, there are definitely more soul bones than immortal items. Based on this, many people on the continent could absorb soul rings beyond their level! Moreover, Qian Renxue's 99999-year soul bone was a torso bone, and her second soul ring was yellow (perhaps for better disguise). Soul bones can enhance physical strength, but it's very difficult to absorb soul rings beyond one's level! Tang San was able to absorb soul rings mostly because he consumed immortal items and underwent ice and fire tempering!
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Qian Renxue was also a little worried, after all, the Fire Scale Serpent venom from yesterday's Soul Battle had already affected Feng Xiaotian.
However, she still maintained a calm demeanor as she watched the battle in the Soul Arena below. Moreover, she had heard that Feng Xiaotian had created his own Soul Skill, which he hadn't used yet.
Both Feng Xiaotian and Chris used their second Soul Skills, with almost identical speed boosts.
However, their strength, defense, and attack power differed greatly. Feng Xiaotian's strength increased in all these aspects, while Chris's only increased speed.
Bang...
Their fists collided, and Chris couldn't withstand Feng Xiaotian's power, flying away once again.
Feng Xiaotian also felt the venom from Chris's venom in his body. In just that instant, the venom was devoured by the third wolf head.
Chris, lying on the ground, felt as if the bones in his hands were about to shatter, the pain unbearable. However, this pain was not in vain. The venomous fangs
from that attack had injected the Silver-Masked Wolf with poison.
This poison would take effect immediately. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he was still a Soul Master. He had won this Soul Battle.
"Great! That Silver-Masked Wolf is poisoned and will surely die!" Dales shouted, clenching his fist. He glanced at Qin Qiuyue not far away.
Qin Qiuyue's face was deathly pale; she was genuinely worried about Feng Xiaotian, who had been poisoned, and with such a potent poison at that.
"Don't worry, this poison lasts for half an hour. If it's truly dangerous, even if it breaks the rules of this arena, I'll go down and detoxify my son first," Feng Qingyuan said, embracing Qin Qiuyue.
Dales, however, was furious. Even though twenty years had passed, seeing the woman who should have been his in someone else's arms was unacceptable.
He was instantly enraged and walked over, saying, "Qin Qiuyue, that should be your son down there. He really did steal my child! Look at my son, he'll finish him off soon!"
"Say that again?" Feng Qingyuan retorted angrily. He had wanted to kill Dales twenty years ago.
"What? My son is going to kill your bastard, you're not happy about it?" Dales said arrogantly, proud of his son.
Dales and Feng Qingyuan glared at each other, seemingly about to fight at any moment.
Qin Qiuyue, however, paid no attention to any of this; her gaze only glanced at Dales before fixing on the battle in the arena.
After a few breaths, it seemed her worries were unnecessary.
"Qingyuan, look, this poison doesn't seem that potent. It has no effect on Xiaotian at all," Qin Qiuyue said.
Feng Qingyuan and Dales both looked towards the arena.
"Well done, son! Kill him like that!" Feng Qingyuan exclaimed happily.
Dales, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded. How could this be? His son had been constantly on the defensive, and the Mamba venom had no effect whatsoever?
Just as Qin Qiuyue had said, Feng Xiaotian seemed unaffected by the poison, continuously sending Chris flying.
*Thump...
smack...*
Feng Xiaotian himself lost count of how many punches he landed on Chris.
He punched Chris in the back again, sending him flying, then rushed over at top speed and punched him in the front again.
Chris was completely powerless to fight back, and his speed gradually decreased after being injured.
"Impossible! You were clearly poisoned by my Mamba venom, why didn't you react? Impossible!" Chris said unwillingly, for the first time someone had been poisoned by him and hadn't reacted.
"You think you're invincible just because you have poison?" Feng Xiaotian said calmly.
Blood kept spilling from Chris's mouth, and his body was somewhat weak: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, my poison will never work."
"Today is your death day." Feng Xiaotian said. If it were someone from another family, he might not kill him, but the other party was from the Baron family, and the other party wanted to kill him. Such a person could not be allowed to live.
Feng Xiaotian's final attack, if he just walked over, one kick would be enough to take his life.
"Stop! You can't kill my son!" Dales panicked and wanted to rush into the Soul Arena, but Feng Qingyuan would definitely not give him the chance. His seven soul rings shone brightly, blocking Dales's way.
Dales only had five soul rings. He was just a Soul King. Being blocked by Feng Qingyuan, he completely missed the best opportunity to rescue him.
"They're a marquis family, after all; they should abide by the rules," Feng Qingyuan said calmly.
Just then, Feng Xiaotian prepared to kick Chris in the head.
*Bang!*
A blur flashed past, and Feng Xiaotian flew out.
"You can't kill this man," an elderly man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies stood beside Chris.
Feng Xiaotian had been sent flying, and eight spirit rings were revealed beneath his feet—two yellow, two purple, and four black.
"Xiaotian!" Qin Qiuyue cried out anxiously.
She and Feng Qingyuan rushed in, as did the rest of the Qin family, all worried about Feng Xiaotian.
The entire audience fell silent, even the host was speechless.
This old man was actually a Soul Douluo expert.
And the entire Fu Zetian Great Soul Arena only had a level 78 Soul Saint.
"Chris's master, level 83 Soul Douluo, He Shaoyuan, the Crimson Water Poisonous Python," Qian Renxue said, standing up from her luxurious VIP box.
"Brother, I'm sorry, we lost this battle, but Chris can't die," said the Second Prince, Xue Feiwen. Chris was a genius, and he would be his strongest asset once he grew up; he couldn't die like this no matter what.
Qian Renxue really wanted to beat up these two people and also wanted to have someone kill this Soul Douluo powerhouse, He Shaoyuan.
However, her only advisor was Soul Saint Charlie, who had been there a year ago to arrange things in advance and arrive beside Xue Qinghe. The Xue Qinghe of the past was really rather useless, having not gathered many experts.
She currently didn't have any Soul Douluo-level or higher helpers in Tiandou City, but fortunately, Feng Xiaotian's parents, working together, weren't afraid of this Soul Douluo.
Feng Xiaotian felt like he was really going to die at this moment. This was a Soul Douluo's attack! He could only release his fist blade and quickly use his recovery skill.
After using this recovery skill, his injuries instantly recovered by at least 60%, and he could barely stand up.
Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue immediately stepped forward to support Feng Xiaotian.
"Son, are you alright?" Qin Qiuyue asked with concern.
"It's alright. Although the injury is quite severe, I've already used my recovery skill, so you don't need to worry," Feng Xiaotian said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Damn it, son, we'll avenge you!" Qin Qiuyue said angrily.
"Mom, let's not fight for now. Although the fusion skill is powerful, it's not enough to kill this level 83 opponent. It's not worth fighting like this," Feng Xiaotian reminded her.
Since he couldn't kill him today, there was no need to fight to the death. He would avenge this punch someday; he would remember it.
"Are we just going to let it go like this?" At this moment, Feng Qingyuan was also unwilling, lamenting that even a Soul Saint like himself was weak, unable to even vent his anger for his son.
"Dad, have you forgotten that skill I still have?" A meaningful smile appeared on Feng Xiaotian's lips.
Feng Xiaotian's right hand emitted a faint blue light while concealed.
He locked onto Chris and used his finishing move.
*Pfft...* Chris spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Dales shouted, "Where's the healing Soul Master? Hurry, hurry! Chris, you have to hold on!"
At the same time, Feng Xiaotian, supported by his parents, left the Soul Arena, leaving some members of the Baron family there to try and save Chris.
Feng Xiaotian didn't know if he could kill Chris, but judging from his final state, he was practically dead.
This chapter was written a bit slowly; the sudden drop in temperature gave me a headache. Maybe I've caught a cold! *crying*...
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