"Whoosh!"
Titan casually waved his hand, and an incense stick was nailed to the ground, the tip of which simultaneously ignited.
"Kid, don't say I'm bullying you. As long as you can last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, this matter will end here."
"Hmph!" Lu Feng snorted coldly, saying, "Enough with the nonsense, let's fight."
"Good lad, you have guts, I actually admire you a bit."
Titan's eyes darted around, and he said seriously, "How about this, let's make a bet. I won't use my Martial Soul. If you can last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I'll have Tailong kowtow to you and admit his mistake."
"Otherwise, I want you to join our Power Clan and become my disciple."
Hearing this, Bone Douluo couldn't help but curse inwardly, shameless.
How powerful is a Soul Douluo? With just their physical body and their own abundant soul power, they can defeat a Soul Saint who doesn't use their Martial Soul True Body.
The Martial Soul of the Power Clan is the Mighty Ape, a Martial Soul that is particularly adept at strength. They have a natural advantage in hand-to-hand combat.
Moreover, their family's inherited martial arts technique was a set of fist techniques.
"Heh, take you as my master? If I win, am I supposed to take you as my disciple too?" Lu Feng said jokingly.
At the same time, Lu Feng glanced at the roof of the teaching building without leaving a trace. In Luo Wupao's perception, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo had been watching for a long time.
"Hmph, these big families are indeed old foxes." Lu Feng thought to himself.
"Hahaha, good lad, you really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth." Titan laughed loudly, and a powerful soul force suddenly erupted, making the air viscous in an instant.
Tailong, who was standing next to him, uncontrollably took four or five steps back. Including Lu Feng, all the students watching also took a step back.
The next moment, the air on the playground distorted, rippling out circles of water-like waves.
Lu Feng's expression suddenly changed, and he took another step back. At the same time, he immediately released his Finger Tiger Martial Soul.
A bright golden light surged from his body, causing his already imposing physique to expand even further. Within a breath, his entire body was enveloped in a powerful golden light, as if he were gilded.
Third Soul Skill: Righteous Iron Fist.
Facing the attack of a Soul Douluo, even without his Martial Soul, Lu Feng dared not be careless.
Titan's figure rapidly approached, his right hand clenched into a fist, striking towards Lu Feng's body.
"Hmm? He actually intends to take my attack head-on?" A hint of mockery flashed in Titan's eyes.
Although he didn't possess a Martial Soul, his physique, honed from years of blacksmithing, meant that even a casual strike was beyond the reach of a Soul Master. This kid is quite arrogant.
The thought flashed through his mind, but Titan didn't give up the attack.
Years of practicing fist techniques gave him absolute control over his strength. This punch wouldn't kill, but the hidden force would just be enough to injure Lu Feng's meridians
—the kind of injury that would heal in a few days.
The Jade Ointment was a treasure of the Power Clan; every bit saved counted.
Facing the overwhelming pressure of the punch, Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, a glint of light flashing within them.
His first spirit ring shone, and he swiftly threw a left punch into the air. The next moment, he took several quick steps, raised his right fist, and charged straight at Titan.
First Spirit Skill: Heavy Punch.
Bang!
The instant the two fists collided, Lu Feng felt an immense force strike him head-on, his body flying backward uncontrollably.
"Hmph!" Titan looked at Lu Feng in mid-air, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.
Competing in strength with a powerful gorilla was simply courting death.
"Sigh." Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes and sighed.
Lu Feng's strength and talent were among the best of his peers. But unavoidably, he possessed a certain youthful impetuosity.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, "Sigh, still too young."
However, before he could finish speaking, a blinding white light suddenly burst forth on the playground.
"Ah, my eyes!" a student on the sidelines exclaimed.
"So white, so sparkly!"
"Don't run around, who stepped on my foot?"
Instantly, chaos erupted on the sidelines.
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"Huh? This is... a self-created soul skill?" Gu Rong looked at the dazzling white light on the field and asked in confusion.
Although the dazzling light completely obscured their vision, it was nothing to a Title Douluo.
"Uncle Gu, what happened?" Ning Fengzhi raised his right hand to shield his eyes, as he couldn't see the scene at all.
In an instant, the white light returned to Lu Feng's body. Immediately afterward, an extremely dangerous killing intent burst forth from his body.
At this moment, everyone could finally see what was happening on the field.
However, they all stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape as if they could fit an apple in them.
After a long while, a student said tremblingly, "Holy crap! So cool!!!"
At this moment, Lu Feng stood in the field, a layer of crystalline soul power covering his body. This soul power was like flowing water, its light shimmering, mysterious and profound.
At the same time, the crystalline soul power gradually changed, from its initial transparency to like pure white snow, and then like refined silver, pure and cold.
Gradually, a substantial soul force resembling armor enveloped Lu Feng's entire body.
The armor's surface was covered in intricate patterns, like the stripes on a white tiger, crisscrossing and interwoven. The shoulder armor was broad and sturdy, while the arm and leg armor had smooth lines.
On the helmet, two sharp tiger ears stood erect, outlining the white tiger's head.
Two gems, emitting a faint, eerie light, were inlaid in the tiger's eyes, deep and sharp. At the tiger's mouth, wisps of soul force flowed faintly, like the white tiger's breath, carrying an invisible, intimidating power.
The most striking feature was the breastplate, with a huge crystal embedded in its center, containing a white tiger's mark.
Light emanated from the crystal, spreading outwards to form mysterious runes.
"Hiss! It's so cold!" The students on the sidelines shivered.
This coldness wasn't from a drop in temperature, but from a palpable sense of impending doom they felt.
According to the "Martial Soul Imprint Method," when a Soul Master and Martial Soul perfectly fuse, there are two forms:
The first is the Martial Soul True Body, where the Martial Soul is the dominant force!
In this state, the Soul Master can unleash the power of ancient heroic souls to the fullest extent, possessing formidable and ferocious combat strength.
This form is the initial form of Martial Soul possession; when the Soul Master is weak, they can only rely on the power of the Martial Soul to fight. The quality of the Martial Soul determines the Soul Master's combat strength.
The second is the Martial Soul True Body Armor, where the Soul Master is the dominant force and the Martial Soul serves as an auxiliary force!
The armor form is a more advanced state of Martial Soul possession. Some powerful Soul Masters can even fuse multiple armor elements, resulting in a qualitative leap in their own strength!
However, this stage requires extremely high Soul Master strength; otherwise, they cannot fully utilize the power of the Martial Soul.
Lu Feng is currently only in a simple armor form. Only by cultivating to level seventy can he fully utilize the power of the True Body Armor.
"Dai Mubai, your Martial Soul is truly powerful!" Lu Feng clenched his fists, and an invisible killing aura erupted from his body.
The *Xuantian Baolu* records: "The White Tiger of the West corresponds to the constellation Zi.
Since ancient times, the White Tiger star has been associated with slaughter. "
Lu Feng's 'unconventional' way of possessing a martial soul truly makes him appear like a killing star descended to earth, invincible.
"Boy, what kind of soul skill is that?" Titan stared blankly at Lu Feng, his face filled with disbelief.
In his perception, Lu Feng's soul power was no less than that of a typical Soul Emperor. He even sensed a dangerous aura.
This undisguised killing intent emanating from his body made Titan doubt that he was facing a seasoned general, not a student.
He hadn't even clearly seen what happened in that white light.
Previously, Titan had heard from his grandson about Lu Feng's genius and power. Titan had been somewhat skeptical, thinking it was exaggerated or even an excuse for his failures.
For this, Titan had even given his son and grandson a beating, showing them the warmth of an elder.
But now, he had to believe what Tyrone said. Overwhelmed with emotion, Titan had made up his mind to recruit this young man into his ranks, no matter the cost.
However, as a seasoned Soul Master who had weathered many storms, Titan quickly regained his composure.
A hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes as he said, "Boy, you've certainly impressed me. This time, I will give you the utmost respect!"
Hearing Titan's words, Lu Feng quietly sensed the information transmitted by Luo Wupao. Its keen senses told him that Dugu Bo had already arrived at the city gate.
Lu Feng chuckled lightly and said mockingly, "Hmph, I don't take disciples, but I do take mounts."