Reaching the pinnacle from Doupo

Chapter 369: The First Finalist, Lin Yuan’s Battle Spirit Jade
Thunder Realm, Tianlei Mountains.

In the distant sky above the Central Square, black clouds kept wriggling, and the entire world was silent, without even a hint of thunder.

"Is this... black magic thunder?"

In the stands, Xuan Kongzi's eyes showed deep surprise and he murmured in a low voice.

After observing for a while, he frowned slightly and shook his head, denying his previous inference, "No, although the aura has some flavor of Black Demon Thunder, it is still far from the power of the real Black Demon Thunder Tribulation..."

At one side, Lin Yuan stared at the black cloud, his eyes slightly narrowed, his thoughts focused on the dark lightning arc.

Although the arc of lightning released by Lei Dong from his brow was subtly different from those in the void thunder pool, there was no doubt that it was a tampered black magic lightning.

"Remove the power, retain the spirituality and essence, and when necessary, replenish its power with seven-colored mysterious thunder?"

Thinking of this possibility, Lin Yuan's deep eyes showed unstinting admiration, "To be able to perfect the technique to this extent, the Thunder Clan's research on the properties of thunder is really in-depth... I hope the Yan Clan can also achieve this."

As everyone was astonished, Lei Dong's proud voice came from the constantly wriggling black clouds, resounding between heaven and earth.

"Hunfeng, I cannot fully control the power of this move! If you want to admit defeat, do it now..."

"Jiejiejie——"

Hearing Lei Dong's words, Hun Feng smiled coldly and sarcastically said, "With just this little bit of power, do you think you have secured victory? Lei Dong, it seems that you are just a frog in the well. I overestimated you before..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black flames surrounding him suddenly intensified, and in an instant his figure was completely enveloped by it.

"In that case, then you'd better die!" After receiving Hun Feng's response, Lei Dong in the black cloud showed a hint of coldness in his eyes, and the last seal fell.

"The thunder that kills gods!"

The moment the seal fell, a cold shout, like a punishment from heaven, echoed in the sky.

Then, a circular hole suddenly appeared in the center of the cloud. Inside the hole, it was still pitch black, like the deepest black hole...

When this circular hole appeared, the hairs on everyone's body stood up unconsciously.

"laugh--"

At a certain moment, a strange sound was heard from within the cave.

Immediately afterwards, a black lightning bolt about as thick as an arm shot out from the hole, tearing through the space and shooting towards the black fire vortex on the ring.

Faced with this terrifying attack, the solemn expression on Hun Feng's face became more and more intense.

"Small Heaven-Swallowing Mirror!"

The hand seal changed, and a column of purple-black light spurted out from his mouth, and the swirling black flames swept up.

As a strange wave spread out, a purple-black light curtain like a mirror appeared above Hun Feng's head and spread out in an instant. Anyone who came into contact with the purple-black light curtain was swallowed up into nothingness in the instant.

The earth-shaking offensives of both sides collided with each other amidst shocked gazes.

This time, there was no brilliant energy explosion, nor earth-shattering noise. All that was there was only a brutal erosion in that instant...

The light mirror and the lightning beam, one wants to devour the other, the other wants to smash the other.

The moment the black lightning came into contact with the purple-black light curtain, it dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye; the purple-black light curtain also began to ripple with violent energy, which spread rapidly in waves and finally spread to the entire light curtain.

The contest between the two, at this moment, became the only melody in this world. Everything around was shrouded in this depressing atmosphere, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

At the moment of stalemate, Hun Feng's eyes became fierce, but the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a smile that showed he was determined to win.

“Hehehe, Lei Dong, your thunder is not as good as my fire after all… sacrificial fire!”

Before he finished speaking, he bit his tongue hard, and a mouthful of blood surrounded by black flames spurted out of his mouth and merged into the purple-black light curtain above his head. The devouring aura of the purple light curtain suddenly surged and quickly swallowed up all the black lightning.

At this moment, countless people present, even the elders of the Thunder Clan who were watching the battle, had expressions of disbelief and shock on their faces.

No one knew better than them what kind of power Lei Dong's attack just now possessed, but...

Above the sky, the refined source of thunder was swallowed up, and Lei Dong's face suddenly turned pale. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his fighting spirit stagnated, and his breath quickly weakened.

"It's over, Lei Dong, lose..."

On the other side, after Hun Feng took back the black flame, a hint of ferocity emerged on his pale face, and dark fighting spirit surged out of his body. In the horrified eyes of everyone, it transformed into countless soul phantoms, forming a strange formation.

Although there is not much fighting spirit left, the Soul Clan has the advantage in terms of soul.

At this moment, the soul power that was even stronger than Yao Tiandu's was released from between Hun Feng's eyebrows and poured into those soul phantoms.

"Ten Thousand Souls Roaring to the Sky!"

Following a low shout from Hun Feng, the soul phantoms opened their mouths one after another, and piercing soul sound waves burst out, condensing in front of Hun Feng, turning into a sharp sound wave arrow, which cut through the sky and shot straight out at the thunder in the sky.

But at this moment, Lei Dong was suffering from the backlash of his previous move that exceeded the limit. His internal fighting spirit was exhausted, and for a moment, he was able to make effective evasive and defensive moves.

He could only watch helplessly as the fatal sound arrow rapidly magnified in his pupils...

"This battle ends here."

A helpless sigh suddenly sounded in the sky at the moment when the sound arrow was about to kill Lei Dong.

At the same time, there was a flash of lightning, and Mang Tianchi's slightly hunched figure stood in front of Lei Dong. His palm, which was surrounded by silver light, slapped out and dispersed the soul-destroying and soul-killing sound arrows.

For a moment, the entire venue was filled with the cries of souls.

Lei Dong, who was nearby, became even paler due to the aftermath of the soul sound wave and spat out blood again.

After witnessing this scene, everyone understood - the winner was decided!
Lei Dong, seemingly defeated... Upon realizing this fact, a dejected atmosphere suddenly spread among all the Lei Clan members present.

"As expected, Hun Feng's soul cultivation is indeed not low."

Looking at Hun Feng, Lin Yuan's eyes were filled with a hint of meaning: "You are only a hair's breadth away from the peak of the Spirit Realm, and you also possess the Sub-Fire of Nothingness. You are indeed the focus of cultivation for the Hun Clan."

On the side, Xuan Kongzi reminded: "Lin Yuan, when you fight next time, you have to be careful of Hun Feng's black flame, it's not simple..."

Lin Yuan nodded: "Don't worry, Master Xuan, I have a solution!" On the stage, seeing Mang Tianchi blocking his attack, a trace of displeasure flashed in Hun Feng's eyes, and then he took a deep breath, recovered many soul shadows, and slowly fell down while looking coldly at Mang Tianchi and Lei Dong who had a dejected look on his face.

"The Thunder Clan's number one prodigy, divine bloodline... that's all!"

Looking at Lei Dong indifferently, Hun Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and taunted him mercilessly: "Lei Dong, do you still remember your previous bold words? Now, what do you have to say? Can you afford to lose? Do you want to deny your debt and fight me again?"

At this moment, Lei Dong's face was as pale as snow. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his palms. The pain allowed him to maintain a last bit of consciousness.

In today's battle, all his former pride and dignity... were lost.

In the stands, hearing Hunfeng's ridicule, all the Thunder Clan members turned pale and glared at him angrily.

However, the grief and resentment of the loser are just delicious food in the eyes of the winner, allowing the winner to enjoy the sweetness of victory even more. Just like Hun Feng at this moment, he stood in the angry eyes of everyone, and an unprecedented pleasure surged in his heart.

Lei Dong clenched his teeth, and after a moment he finally took a deep breath and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Hun Feng, I lost the battle today."

"How is it possible that Lei Dong admits defeat?"

Hearing this, Lei Yun and others were speechless, their eyes still filled with disbelief - Lei Dong, among the younger generation of the Lei Clan, is the absolute king!

Before anyone could waver, thunderous, heavy and serious voice rang out again on the ring.

"Today's victory or defeat is only a matter of time."

He suppressed the surging blood in his chest, and his voice was filled with an unquestionable firmness: "Hun Feng, remember, this is by no means the end of our victory or defeat, but only the beginning..."

Hearing this, Hun Feng sneered even more: "I'm not interested in playing tricks with you! No matter what the future holds, you should leave now, loser..."

He was extremely disdainful of Lei Dong's words. After the Millennium Plan began, Lei Dong's divine bloodline was nothing more than firewood in the Soul Clan's blood pool.

"In the first match of the semi-finals, Hunfeng wins and advances to the finals!"

Standing between the two, Mang Tianchi announced the result calmly, with a hint of irresistible majesty in his voice, "The winner has been decided, there is no point in saying more. You go down, and next, we will have the second match of the semi-finals..."

Hearing this, Lei Dong nodded slightly, without even looking at Hun Feng, he turned around and returned to his seat under the complex gazes of everyone.

Hun Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was enjoying the resentful gazes of the Thunder Clan people, and walked towards the Soul Clan seat step by step.

Just as he was about to step out of the ring, he suddenly looked at Xun'er and said calmly: "Xun'er, now do you understand... who is the most suitable partner for you? You must remember what I said before firmly in your heart."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone subconsciously looked at the princess of the ancient clan, the ethereal girl who looked like an elegant green lotus.

Even though everyone had secretly glanced at her many times, every time they shifted their attention to her, a sense of amazement would always unconsciously pass through their hearts. One glance at her was enough to captivate the whole city, and then another glance at her was enough to captivate the whole country, as if she was born for this girl.

Such a beauty, with her noble status and top-notch bloodline, seems to be a pearl born to be fought over by the best people.

Seeing this scene as if it were being replayed, Xiao Yan was already numb to it, and his expression did not change at all - he had a clear understanding of how "popular" Xun'er was.

He sighed quietly in his heart, and his desire for strength became even stronger.

If he didn't have enough strength, even if there was no obstacle from Xun'er's family, he would not be able to stand with Xun'er. Otherwise, these powerful "pursuers" of Xun'er in various ancient clans could easily tear him to pieces.

"No matter who it is, it won't be you." Facing Hun Feng's gaze, Gu Xun'er opened her cherry lips slightly, her voice extremely cold and indifferent.

"Really?" Hun Feng shrugged and glanced at her meaningfully. "The truth is unpredictable. Maybe one day, you will have to obey your fate..."

After saying that, he moved and flashed to his seat.

At this time, Hun Feng had already made a reservation in his heart. After the Millennium Plan was completed, this woman would be a precious collection and worthy of his careful training...

"The second match of the semi-finals, Soul Jade, Lin Yuan!"

While everyone was "eating melons", a shout suddenly came from the ring, attracting everyone's attention back - there was another showdown today.

"Is it my turn now..."

Hearing the shout, Lin Yuan's mind moved, and he ended the meeting through the Sky Dome Network. He stood up, touched the ground with his toes, a faint silver light emerged, and his figure flashed out in an instant, and appeared on the spacious arena in the blink of an eye.

After bowing to Mang Tianchi, he turned his head and met a pair of warm eyes, with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth.

When Hun Yu saw this, a hint of coldness flashed across his gentle eyes... This person really doesn't know what's good for him.

"Everyone is here, let the game begin!"

After taking a look at the two people who were in an unharmonious atmosphere, Mang Tianchi made an announcement and his figure instantly disappeared from their sight.

At this moment, Hun Feng's cold voice suddenly came from the direction of the Hun Clan in the stands, "Hun Yu, as the divine bloodline of my Hun Clan, if you can't even compete with me in the finals, then don't overestimate your abilities in the future..."

Hearing these meaningful words, Hun Yu's face darkened a little, and he glanced at Hun Feng coldly - this bastard never missed any opportunity to suppress him.

"Is there a conflict?" Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two of them with a playful look.

"Hehehe, there will be no conflicts after I deal with you." Looking at Lin Yuan who was standing calmly not far ahead, Hun Yu said lightly with a dark light flowing in his eyes.

"Deal with me? Haha, do you have that ability?" Lin Yuan chuckled, clenched his fist calmly and said.

Hun Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a chill suddenly surged across his jade-white face. The other party's calm and smiling look made him feel murderous.

"You are just a brat who is good at talking!" Hun Yu sneered.

Looking at the Soul Jade in front of him, Lin Yuan's eyes showed a trace of contempt, "Don't play such a low-brow trick... It's useless in front of me."

As he spoke, Lin Yuan clenched his palm into a fist, and a blazing gust of wind formed on his fist. He then punched towards the void. Suddenly, there was a violent fluctuation in that space, and Hun Yu's figure was thrown out from that space in a panic.

Forced out by Lin Yuan's punch, Hun Yu's face turned gloomy. He looked at the afterimage that had become illusory, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

He can easily see through the phantom body. This person has a very strong perception ability and is not easy to deal with.

Just as Hun Yu's thoughts were racing, a slightly indifferent voice with a hint of laughter suddenly sounded in his ears...

"one move!"

(End of this chapter)