Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1397 Phoenix Wutong
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Chen Xiaojun descended gracefully from mid-air, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and there seemed to be a faint glow of blazing fire flowing between them.

He stood on the scorched earth with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping across the devastated battlefield, his sword-like brows slightly furrowed, his starry eyes calm.

This was the first time he applied Nine Yang Thunderbolt in actual combat.

Although the previous attack successfully broke through Xuan Ji Mu's defense, it also caused him to lose 30% of his soul power.

The Nine Yang Thunderbolt and the Mysterious Sky Frost Realm each have their own merits and disadvantages. How to use them skillfully still needs repeated exploration and careful verification in actual combat.

Chen Xiaojun's decision this time shocked everyone present.

The audience seats were already boiling with excitement.

This ancestor's soul skills are not only brutal, but his secret skills are also terrifyingly powerful. He is so powerful that he can be said to be overwhelming in all directions without any blind spots.

Under the command of Chen Xiaojun, the Chang'an team was like a tiger returning to the mountains. They made a comeback and rebounded strongly, creating another surge of momentum.

Even the fierce battle for students between Chang'an College and Yuesi College outside the stadium added a lot of momentum because of this.

You know, the feat of winning 20 consecutive provincial preliminary rounds has not happened for many years.

Over the past few decades, championship teams always have to experience one or two defeats, and the Chang'an team is no exception.

Therefore, all the colleges have the courage to face Chang'an.

Even a powerful school like Changan College had to fight to the death with Yuesi College in the absence of Chen Xiaojun and Chen Xinyi, only to be defeated by its old rival.

That day, the arena collapsed, the setting sun was blood-red, and all the generals in Chang'an fell to the ground in all directions, but no one felt humiliated.

The fans were relieved after beating their chests and stamping their feet: He lost manfully and honorably!
Today, the enthusiasm of fans has returned to normal and is even getting stronger.

This can be seen from the sudden popularity of Chen Xiaojun's peripheral products.

Needless to say, the sales of its figures are so popular that even its wristbands have surpassed the Xiaoyi Ice Crystal Necklace that had long topped the list.

There is a joke among the people: "Sister Xiaoyi's necklace can freeze the rivers, but it can't freeze the hearts of the girls who are crazy about Mr. Chen."

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The sun rises again in the east. As the champion of the previous session, Chang'an College always has its daily matches scheduled earlier.

And today, they will face the Tide Sound Academy from Lyon County.

The college is located at the confluence of the Danube River, the Galaxy River in the south, and the Ling River in the north, and is named after the sound of the ebb and flow of the tide.

Its characteristic is naturally that it is mainly composed of animal and plant martial spirits that are good at sound in rivers and lakes.

The lineup of Chao Sheng Academy includes Yu Chao Luo Ruan Chaoyin, Zhen Hai Turtle Chong'an, Bao Sheng Long Sturgeon Pan Qingyue, Qin Jianyu Fu Jingyu, Magic Sound Coral Luo Mingke, War Roaring Frog Tian Xuyao ​​and Jing Shui Lotus Wei Hanlan. They form the lineup of Three Soul Masters of the Four Soul Sect.

Well, Wei Hanlan and Wei Hanqiao from Lyon are cousins, and they were admitted to two colleges in Lyon County respectively.

On the stage, the atmosphere was already boiling.

The seven people from Chao Sheng Academy spread out in a circle. The shadow of a tortoise shell appeared around the body of Chong'an, the Zhenhai Turtle Shell. Ruan Chaoyin, the Jade Tide Conch, held the conch flute horizontally to his lips. Pan Qingyue, the Violent Dragon Sturgeon, had dragon scales on both arms standing upside down - this was the starting posture of the "Chaoyin Matrix".

The sound of conch shells began to sound like the spring tide hitting the shore, but Bei Chong'an's tortoise shell refracted the sound waves toward the sky. Pan Qingyue let out a low dragon roar from his throat, and Tian Xuyao ​​let out a shrill frog roar. The four waves of sound intertwined into light blue ripples in the air, and the air began to wrinkle like fish scales wherever they passed.

"Come on!" Ji Bochang held his long flute horizontally, and the secret technique of the Nine Phoenixes Coming Flute, the [Yu] character formula, came out immediately.

Nine crystal sound waves flew out of the holes of the flute. Each sound wave condensed into the shape of a phoenix feather, some spinning beautifully like a peacock feather, some breaking through the air sharply like a golden eagle feather, and actually cut the sonic offensive of Chao Sheng Academy into pieces.

What is even more amazing is that these sound feathers do not move straight forward, but draw mysterious trajectories in the air, sometimes forming the shape of a phoenix spreading its wings, and sometimes turning into a blue phoenix riding the wind.

Ma Liang just took off into the air at this moment.

His arms were spread out like a phoenix hanging from the clouds, and the red feathers around his body were not physical entities, but flame patterns condensed from pure soul power - the soul skill [Phoenix Fire Feather]. When the first clear cry cut through the sky, hundreds of red feathers suddenly left his body and gathered in the air to form a nine-foot-tall nine-sky rainbow phoenix.

This neon phoenix's eyes were like torches, and its tail feathers were burning with golden flames. Every time it flapped its wings, it brought up hot air waves, forming a wonderful resonance with Ji Bochang's sound feathers.

The Phoenix Cry, one of the four greatest spiritual masters, rains down from the sky!

"Chong-"

The long cry of the Neon Phoenix blended with the clear sounds of the flute. The clear voice of the young phoenix turned into materialized sound waves, and actually condensed the shadow of a phoenix above the arena.

This phantom sometimes tore the ripples of the Chaoyin matrix with its sharp claws, and sometimes swept the sound wave folds with its tail feathers. The most subtle part was the light peck with its beak. Every peck caused the superposition of sound waves of Chaosheng Academy to stagnate for a moment.

How could Chao Sheng College just sit there and wait for death?

Fu Jingyu, the fish sword player, plucked the zither with her ten fingers, and the sound of the zither turned into a sword and pierced the weak point of the sound wave; Luo Mingke, the magic sound coral player, transformed her soul skill into a coral cane and shook it, and the dark blue notes drilled into Ji Bochang's eardrum like a poisonous snake; Wei Hanlan, the pure water lotus player, even turned the lotus pod upside down, and the sound waves turned into a gurgling spring to extinguish the Nihuang flames.

"Fengqi Wutong!"

Ji Bochang's tongue bursts out spring thunder, the [羽] character formula turns into the [角] character formula, and nine sound waves turn into a phoenix roost.

Ma Liang took advantage of the situation and changed his tactics. Nihuang descended onto the Wutong tree and absorbed all the sonic attacks from Chao Sheng Academy onto it.

Nihuang seemed to have absorbed the power from the paulownia tree and took the opportunity to shoot out red feathers all over the sky. Each feather was wrapped with the sound waves of the flute, building a flaming sound wall in front of the Chang'an Academy.

This is a combination of the two of them.

The arena shook and the air exploded.

The pale blue ripples of the tide sound matrix collided with the red-gold flames of the Phoenix Sound Wall, and the shock wave caused by it caused spider-web cracks to appear on the protective shield at the edge of the ring.

In the audience seats, one could see two torrents of sound waves entangled in mid-air, sometimes like two dragons playing with a pearl, sometimes like phoenixes fighting each other. It was hard to tell whether it was the roaring sound of the tide or the clearer cry of the phoenix.

This peak showdown between sound waves and soul power has entered a white-hot stage.

At this critical moment, a golden light suddenly appeared in Chen Xiaojun's eyes, and a war cry that tore through the sky burst out from his throat - "Roar of the Black Sun and Dark Wind"!
The Nine Yang Divine Art version of the Nine Yin Martial Art "Ghost Prison Yin Wind Roaring".

The sound was definitely not from the human world. It was as if the Nine Netherworld River was flowing back into the sky, or like a coronal storm erupting from the surface of the sun.

The sound waves materialized into countless pitch-black sun wheels, each of which was engraved with dark golden runes. When they exploded in the air, a crisp sound like shattering glass was emitted.

The void was torn into spider-web-like cracks, and dark energy seeped out like ink, twisting even the light into strange whirlpools wherever it passed.

In an instant, the entire arena turned into a sonic hell.

You know, even Darcy Rahman Khan, who was at the Soul Douluo level, felt dizzy, let alone the members of the Chaosheng team who were only at the Soul Sect and Soul Master level.

A roar that pierced the clouds and split the rocks suddenly exploded in the ears of the Chaosheng team members. The sound waves turned into black sound cones and went straight through the ear canals to the top of their heads!

I felt as if there were thousands of poisonous bees flapping their wings inside my skull, my temples were throbbing as if they were about to burst my head, and even my retina was reflected with spider-web-like blood streaks.

The strings of the zither swordfish Fu Jingyu's fingers broke, the coral branches of the magic coral Luo Mingke fell off, and spider web cracks appeared on the tortoise shell soul seal of the sea-suppressing turtle Li Cangxing!

This sonic bombardment completely tore apart the delicate balance between "Phoenix Resting on the Wutong Tree" and "Tide Sound Matrix".

The originally solidified wall of sound suddenly came alive, and the molten gold-like phoenix flames wrapped around the clear lingering sound of the Nine Phoenixes Flute, transforming into thousands of flowing flaming sound blades.

The scarlet-gold sound waves rolled back like a waterfall from the sky, and wherever they passed, even the air burned into blue-purple flames. The sonic defense carefully constructed by Chao Sheng Academy was like spring snow meeting boiling water, melting away in an instant.

The most terrifying thing is the phoenix shadow emerging from the core of the sound wall!
Each tail feather is woven from 360 sound tracks, and when the wings flap, what falls are not feathers, but sonic boom crystal dust that can shatter soul rings.

The members of the Chaosheng team felt that their five senses were devoured by the sound fire, and even their screams were crushed in their throats by the roar!
The outcome of the battle is self-evident.

(End of this chapter)