Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

Chapter 674 Wind Dragon Emperor Frost Sky

After being doubly refined and amplified by the Purple Demon Pupil and the Eye of Destiny, the soul impact was more restrained and profound than before, but the power was also increased several times, coupled with Huo Yuhao's spiritual power that was completely different from that of his peers.

The outcome of this completely defenseless soul being hit can be imagined.

Xu Shenshu fell straight down onto the stage.

The sudden severe pain in his brain, as if being pulled and cut by saw teeth, completely incapacitated him.

His hands were still crossed in a defensive posture, but in this situation, it seemed a little funny, especially when his eyes were staring straight ahead, bloodshot at the corners of his eyes, and his distracted mind made him look even more helpless and stiff.

hiss.

It seems that I was not careful and used too much force.

Huo Yuhao touched the tip of his nose.

Well, you'd better hold back a little next time. Senior Brother Xu, who was defeated by this disciple of a declining sect, has suffered a lot.

"In the first of the ten matches of the Tiangan Division preliminary knockout round, the Tang Sect faced the Dilong Sect. The Tang Sect won!"

Jing Hongchen announced in a deep voice, then he hooked his fingertips, and a stream of soul power surrounded the unconscious Xu Shenshu, and safely led him out of the arena and placed him lying on the ground beside him.

Bian Buwang nodded towards the waiting area where the Earth Dragon Gate was located and said:

"Please ask the Earth Dragon Gate team to pick up their teammates and send the second contestant to the stage."

"Feng Jue, go and bring Xu Shenshu back. You will play in the next game." Nan Qiuqiu, the girl who was clearly in the center of the Dilongmen team, spoke up.

"Yes, Young Sect Master."

Feng Jue left his position without hesitation. As he walked, a ball of wind seemed to gather under his feet. With a flash of his body, the unconscious Xu Shenshu was taken away from Jing Hongchen and properly arranged in the waiting area belonging to Dilongmen.

Nan Qiuqiu waved.

Among the eight people, there was a young boy with a soaring bun. He stretched out his fingertips and touched the center of Xu Shenshu's forehead. Soul power flowed out instantly, and a faint pink light was injected into it.

Nan Qiuqiu retracted her gaze and turned to look at Feng Jue who turned around and prepared to go on stage.

“This boy’s second soul skill should be related to illusions. Be careful not to get into trouble,” she warned in a deep voice, her eyes falling on Huo Yuhao. The more she looked at him, the more familiar he felt, as if she had seen him somewhere before. “Also—”

Just based on intuition.

"His spirit skills may be strange. In short, don't treat his spirit skills as a simple ten-year spirit ring. And--"

She paused.

Although she should have confidence in her fellow disciples, there was always a vague intuition in her heart telling her that Feng Jue was no match for the man on the stage.

Nan Qiuqiu closed her eyes, and then continued: "Deplete his soul power as much as possible while protecting yourself."

Feng Jue nodded without hesitation: "Yes!"

On stage.

Greetings.

Get away.

"Game start!"

As soon as he heard the signal of the start of the game, four soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple and purple quickly appeared behind him. Then, Feng Jue's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a layer of hidden wind belt remaining in the spot to catch some clues.

The wind is fickle and unpredictable.

The Wind Dragon in Feng Jue inherited this point very well.

Nan Qiuqiu arranged for him to play because she wanted to use the wind dragon to take advantage of the wind and quietly deal with Huo Yuhao.

Therefore, Feng Jue did not rush towards his opponent like most of the contestants did at the beginning of the game. Instead, he moved along the edge of the stage, following the wind's deception, and slowly moved towards the "unaware" Huo Yuhao. Of course, Huo Yuhao could not be unaware.

The mental detection that was activated at the beginning of the game exposed Feng Jue's whereabouts in all directions to him early in the morning.

But his face still showed a look of vigilance.

His body was slightly arched, and he looked around.

In this "light" and "dark" space, the two of them slowly closed the distance between them, ninety meters, eighty meters, fifty meters!
The wind beside Feng Jue suddenly changed.

From the hiding in the forward direction, more and more small whirlpools gradually appeared, and they seemed to be gathering into whirlpools.

However, Huo Yuhao did not want to let the wind dragon rise up with the wind.

You know, a control-type soul master controls the enemy, controls himself, and also controls the environment!

The consumption at this distance should be minimized.

He calculated in his mind, and the next second, facing the wind-attributed Earth Dragon Martial Spirit's wind technique that was gradually approaching, Huo Yuhao chose to attack directly with a targeted killing move.

"Wow—"

"Second soul skill, Emperor Hantian - Snow Dance Shining in the Sun!"

With the ultimate power of ice and snow as the core, the domain instantly covered a distance of fifty meters around Huo Yuhao and took shape!

The temperature suddenly dropped to zero degrees and continued to drop sharply.

After spinning stubbornly for a few moments, the eye of the storm was assimilated into an ice tornado along with the water molecules in the air.

It was nothing more than a whirlwind in the form of an ice sculpture.

Then, Feng Jue was defeated without any surprise.

However, his defeat was somewhat different from Xu Shenshu’s. He was directly frozen into an ice sculpture, and then pushed down to the stage by Huo Yuhao with ease.

Of course, at the moment he fell out, Huo Yuhao was afraid that the ultimate ice that had been further purified by the Snow Empress would freeze him to death, making it impossible to carry out subsequent plans, so he kindly thawed him.

Emperor Hantian, Emperor Palm, Emperor Sword.

Under the powerful suppression of the Snow Emperor's three masters,
Three disciples of the Dilong Sect who came on the field one after another were like those under the power of wind. They came up vertically and then turned into ice sculptures horizontally and were sent off the stage by Huo Yuhao.

Nan Qiuqiu, who had been sitting firmly on the throne, could no longer sit still. She was defeated four by a four-ring soul master. If she continued to lose, the reputation of her Dilong Sect would be completely trampled under the feet of the Tang Sect.

If it was the Tang Sect from back then, it would be fine.

Nan Qiuqiu frowned and strode onto the stage.

"Nan Qiuqiu from the Earth Dragon Sect, I came here to ask for your advice."

Nan Qiuqiu nodded politely towards Huo Yuhao, but her face, which was so gloomy that it seemed as if it was about to drip with water, could not hide her inner anxiety.

“Tang Sect, Huo Yuhao.” Huo Yuhao smiled politely in response. Then, he did something that surprised Nan Qiuqiu.

"Oh, by the way, I surrender in this one."

ha?
Nan Qiuqiu's expression froze for a moment.

Then she saw Huo Yuhao raising his hand and waving in the direction of Jing Hongchen.

He smiled and said, "Referee, my soul power is exhausted. I need to replace a teammate--"

Having said that, he turned around and walked leisurely towards the stage. As he walked, he did not forget to greet Nan Qiuqiu in a friendly manner when he passed by her.

"Senior Sister Nan from the Earth Dragon Sect, right?"