Douluo: Starting from the engagement with Zhu Zhuqing.

Chapter 28 Showdown
"It's a bit difficult."

This cultivation environment is not only a conflict between commoners and nobles, but also concerns Feng Wutong's life.

Snatching this land means taking away Feng Wutong's life.

But Dai Yao did not sacrifice himself to save others.

If you can't get this mimic environment, you won't be able to achieve the expected training effect, which will lead to the failure of the throne competition.

In the choice that two people can only live one, Dai Yao will choose to live by himself without hesitation.

Knock again.

The door opened in response, revealing Feng Wutong's figure.

Seeing that there was something to do with Dai Yao, Feng Wutong said impatiently: "Why is it you again, I said I won't sell it!"

Seeing that the door was about to close again, Dai Yao directly threatened: "I'm going to settle this place. Other nobles can't do anything to you in the Xingluo Royal Academy, and as the fourth prince of the empire, the academy is completely under the control of the royal family. If you make a mistake, I can find someone to fire you."

"If you still don't agree, I'll find your family. Don't regret anything unpleasant happens."

Feng Wutong was angry, her eyes were red, she was staring at Dai Yao, tears were rolling in her eyes, her mouth was murmuring, but she couldn't say a word.

In the face of rights, she has no room for resistance.

Losing the qualifications to study in the academy is a more serious matter than losing the mimetic cultivation environment, so Dai Yao directly draws his salary from the bottom of the pot.

Dai Yao's second threat made her even more frightened. Dai Yao didn't attack her directly, but threatened her with her family.

It is really difficult to choose between myself and my family.

If you lose the place of practice, you will die. If you don't sell the place of practice, your family will die.

Choosing herself and losing her family, she will live in pain for the rest of her life, but she is not reconciled to choosing her family and giving up herself.

She smiled miserably, looked at the young Dai Yao, and sighed in her heart that she deserves to be a nobleman, and her thoughts are always so vicious.

But thinking of Dai Yao's age, a light flashed in his mind.

Dai Yao was a head shorter than him, and a few years younger than him. He was only nine years old this year. Didn't Dai Yao just awaken his martial soul? Even if he was very talented, he had just obtained a soul ring at most.

Thinking of this, she had an idea in her mind.

Said to Dai Yao: "Since they are all soul masters, then use the method of soul masters to solve the problem. As long as you can defeat me, how about I give you the mimetic environment?"

Hearing that there was going to be a fight, Dai Yao gradually became excited. Since becoming a soul master, except for the one fight with Dai Mubai, he has never fought against other soul masters.

Now someone just came to his door, he couldn't wish for it.

He also wanted to know how strong he was.

Among ordinary soul masters, Dai Mubai is an extremely top group.He can defeat Dai Mubai, there is a lot of luck, and a commoner soul master like Feng Wutong is the normal level of a soul master.

Since the other party has proposed to use the soul master's method to determine the ownership of the mimic environment, no matter how aggressive he is, he will be looked down upon by others.

Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything when Dai Yao threatened Feng Wutong, he clearly felt her disgust.

"What, are you afraid?"

Feng Wutong's tone rose, and he spoke aggressively to Dai Yao.

Dai Yao smiled lightly and replied, "If that's the case, then come."

Zhang Xiaofan came to Dai Yao's side and persuaded in a worried voice: "Fourth Prince, Feng Wutong is a thirteenth-level soul master. Your Highness has just obtained the first soul ring. I'm afraid he is not an opponent. You can change your mind now." Zhang Xiaofan knew the gap between soul masters, so he was very worried that after failure, Dai Yao would blame him for it.

"Don't worry, if I fail, it's just that I'm not good at learning, and it has nothing to do with you."

Dai Yao comforted Zhang Xiaofan.

The two came to the bank of the pool, which was a large open space, which happened to be a place for soul masters to fight.

Entering the state of duel, Feng Wutong completely lost the aggrieved expression just now, with long fiery red hair fluttering, confident and flamboyant: "Come on, I just want to meet the white tiger spirit of the Xingluo royal family!"

Fighting against the strong is what every soul master dreams of.

She had seen the white tiger martial spirit in the soul master confrontation in the college, but the princes were distinguished, their status was high, and their soul power level was high, so she had no chance to fight against them.

Therefore, the battle with Dai Yao is also an opportunity for her to improve herself.

"Martial soul possessed!"

As soon as the words fell, an orange flame rose from Feng Wutong's body, her long hair burned, her whole body rose into the air, her hands spread out, turned into wings, and red feathers grew.

There was also a layer of fluff on her beautiful cheeks, she hovered in the air, a pale yellow soul ring surrounded her, and said with high spirits:
"Feng Wutong, Martial Soul Blazing Bird, Level [-] Battle Soul Master, please advise!"

Like Ma Hongjun, her family has also passed down the turkey spirit from generation to generation. Her mutated spirit is not as powerful as Ma Hongjun's, and it is only an above-average spirit.

Zhu Zhuqing knew that Dai Yao had once defeated Dai Mubai whose spirit power was as high as seventeenth level, so naturally he didn't have to worry about dealing with a commoner spirit master with an ordinary spirit.

She wasn't there when Dai Yao defeated Dai Mubai, so she was looking forward to the next duel.

Facing Feng Wutong whose soul power surpassed his own, Dai Yao was not afraid at all.

"Martial soul possessed!"

A white light came from Dai Yao's body.

A powerful air flow suddenly rose, Feng Wutong and Zhang Xiaofan felt an invisible pressure enveloped their bodies.

"Is this the White Tiger Martial Soul? Such a strong sense of oppression." Feng Wutong muttered to himself: "So what if the Martial Soul is strong, for the sake of mimicking the environment, I must also defeat you."

But Zhang Xiaofan was even more unbearable, Wuhun was restrained by Dai Yao, he directly took two steps back, with a frightened expression on his face.

When the white light disappeared, Dai Yao's figure appeared.

"Dai Yao, Wuhun Baihu, eleventh-level battle spirit master, please advise." He saluted Feng Wutong with both hands in his arms.

He only used the first form of the martial soul, the ordinary white tiger martial soul, and did not use the sacred white tiger martial soul form. He felt that he could not use the second form to deal with Feng Wutong.

Hearing Dai Yao's soul power level, Feng Wutong secretly rejoiced, the difference in soul power between two levels is a huge advantage, as long as she makes good use of these two levels of soul power, she will undoubtedly win.

However, the dark yellow soul ring surrounding Dai Yao's body made her feel faintly uneasy.

For a commoner soul master like her, it is rare for her first soul ring to be a century-old soul ring. Her first soul ring was just over a hundred years old, and Dai Yao's dark yellow soul ring may have reached the limit of the first soul ring .

"As expected of a nobleman, with someone's help, you can easily obtain a soul ring that is close to the limit of the soul ring's lifespan." Feng Wutong thought unwillingly that her first soul ring that barely exceeded a hundred years had already done her best. Work hard, and nobles like Dai Yao can get high-quality soul rings without any effort.

How unfair.

It's just that she didn't know what kind of suffering Dai Yao had suffered for the first soul ring.

(End of this chapter)