Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 165: The Failure of Feng Yan's Hands-on Teaching
"I'm sorry Yan Feng, even though I tried my best, I couldn't satisfy you."

The continuous explosions seemed to still echo, and roars burst out in the air.

However, what had just happened was over.

Looking at Huo Wushuang who was kneeling in front of him with blood all over his face, Feng Yan looked up at the sky in silence.

Huo Wu had already run over, grabbed Huo Wushuang's arm, and asked with concern: "Brother, how are you?"

Huo Wushuang shook his head and was unwilling to say another word.

Someone in the audience said, "Huo Wushuang...he was exhausted to death!"

This sentence accurately comments on the overall picture of this fighting spirit.

Feng Yan didn't use any attacking means at all, he just dodged Hu Wushuang's attack.

Coupled with Huo Wushuang's anger, the attack was overloaded, and the strong fire soul power hurt himself, causing him to spit blood and fall to the ground.

In the following fighting spirit, Yan Feng was even more relaxed, he was always so calm.

Five members of Blazing Academy fought in succession, and all were easily defeated. No one could even force Yan Feng to use even one soul skill.

Under such circumstances, the last member of Chihuo Academy, vice-captain Huo Wu, walked heavily onto the competition field.

Once six people were defeated, the most disparate score appeared since the start of the promotion competition, and the one who was defeated by six people was the old and strong team Blazing Academy.

The strength of 'Yan Feng' is foreseeable, even for a veteran strong team like Chi Huo Academy.

But no one expected that he would win so easily.

Just like Huo Wushuang said, even if he tried his best, he still couldn't enjoy it.

Looking at Huo Wu who came on stage with a gloomy face, Feng took a deep breath.

Although on the surface he looked no different from the first game.

But in reality, there is no difference.

At most it's just a warm-up.

The spectators had already realized early on that Yan Feng had already accomplished the feat of defeating seven opponents alone, and this was something that was bound to happen.

He was so powerful that the very existence of his face seemed to be filled with invincibility.

But Feng Yan himself had a look of dejection on his face.

If he doesn't get hurt again, what's the point of him playing this game?
That's right, Feng Yan actually just wanted to be defeated once, and to make Bibi Dong let down her guard by appearing to be "seriously injured".

Doesn’t she want Hu Liena to become famous and renowned in Douluo Continent?

Then give her that hope.

Therefore, destroying the invincible golden body is the best and simplest strategy.

In this case, Bibi Dong should arrange the finals in Wuhun City.

The problem is that if you lose, you can't lose too badly, after all, there are so many eyes watching.

Even if Feng Yan looked down on that old pervert Salas, he still had to respect his eighth-ring strength.

Feng Yan really didn't expect that failure would be so difficult, and even his soul power was not damaged much.

Even facing the most irrational Huo Wu, Feng Yan no longer had any hope of achieving his goal.

Huo Wu, who was looking at Yan Feng, was unusually calm.

She knew clearly that she was no match for Yan Feng and she would definitely lose this battle.

But even if she loses, she will try her best, just like her brother Huo Wushuang.

Because this concerns the honor and disgrace of Blazing Academy.

Looking at Yan Feng who was thirty steps away, Huo Wu was slowly mobilizing the soul power in her body.

Without Huo Wu realizing it, her aura seemed to have undergone some strange changes.

As she shook her body, a faint orange-red shadow gradually emerged behind Huo Wu, which looked exactly like her. The blurry shadow was full of illusion.

This is Huo Wu’s martial spirit, Naruto.

In front of Feng Yan, the calm Huo Wu seemed like a different person.

Without her impetuousness and hot temper, Huo Wu's originally slender body looked even more beautiful against the faint red light on the surface of her skin.

"Oh? Liehuochenxin? Has your mindset broken through?"

Feng Yan suddenly became interested.

"Every attribute has its own temperament. Ice is quiet, water is gentle, thunder is fierce, wind is unruly, and fire makes people prone to anger and irrationality. Can you, who can calm down, control this raging fire?"

Seeing Feng Yan doing this, Xiao Wu's face fell, "What is he doing? Hoping Huo Wu to break through in the battle? He never taught me that!"

There's none?
Zhu Zhuqing glanced speechlessly at the trembling on Xiao Wu's chest. This couldn't be explained just by teaching her a little, right?
Generally speaking, Feng Yan prefers to give advice after defeating his opponent.

But now, Feng Yan really hopes that Huo Wu will become more powerful so that he can add another step to his "serious injury" plan.

Huo Wu's response to Feng Yan was also reasonable. "Yan Feng, I know you are very powerful because your father is Sword Demon Douluo. But this is not something you can use to humiliate me."

Unexpectedly, Huo Wu showed no signs of anger.

Even though Feng Yan's face is really good-looking, he really deserves a beating.

"I'm not humiliating you, I just hope you can listen to me."

The power of any attribute will affect the user himself.

The concept of harmony between yin and yang does not exist in Douluo Continent, so it is inevitable that there will be too much or too little.

Just like Fire Warriors.

He pushed his own flame and explosive power to the extreme, and the result was bound to be self-injury.

Back then, the Snow Queen also ended up with wounds all over her body because she didn't have control over her own Imperial Sword.

This is the principle that everything will turn into its opposite when it reaches its extreme.

Now that Dihuowu can achieve the state of Fiery Fire and Calming the Mind, she has actually surpassed most soul masters.

Feng Yan just wanted to remind her to keep going.

However, Huo Wu understood it differently, "Listen? Isn't this just the old talk about balance and limit?"

"Is there such a thing?" Feng Yan had never heard of it before.

Yu Xiaogang in the audience began to express his lofty views again, "This is a fight between two major schools in the soul master world. One school represents balance, and the other represents extremes."

"Extremists believe that a soul master's abilities should be as pure as possible, allowing their abilities to develop in a single direction."

The balanced school believes that a soul master's ability should be developed in a balanced way, with a balance between offense and defense.

"These two schools have been fighting each other. Most of the soul masters in the Tiandou Empire are supporters of the extreme faction, and Tailong's family is a typical example."

"On the contrary, most of the spirit masters of the Xingluo Empire take the balanced route. Maybe their explosive power is inferior, but their flaws are much smaller, and their subsequent abilities are also more outstanding."

Dai Mubai nodded, "Indeed, even my evil-eyed white tiger does not purely take the offensive route, but focuses more on attack and defense at the same time."

After listening to the words from the audience, Feng Yan also understood a little.

"There is no point in fighting. Whether it is adding spirit rings or infinitely strengthening attribute abilities, it is actually just to gain stronger attack power. But these will not hinder the spirit master's own cultivation."

As he spoke, Feng Yan summoned his elemental wind martial soul.

When the four yellow, white and black soul rings descended, everyone's breathing still uncontrollably stagnated.

"Commanding the flowing wind requires my wild imagination, which belongs to the freedom of the wind. But my attack will not be as unrestrained as the flowing wind."

As Feng Yan finished speaking, his first two spirit rings lit up at the same time.

The sky-blue wind condensed on his body, tearing it apart with a sound that made his teeth ache.

With this voice, Feng Yan slowly walked towards Huo Wu.

Sarath in the VIP seat almost gritted his teeth and exclaimed: "What a strong control!"

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Sarath before turning his attention back to Yan Feng.

This child is indeed different from his father. If it were Brother Feng, he would have charged forward with sword in hand and destroyed the flower with his bare hands, right?

Once again, something happened that no one expected.

Huo Wu, with her short flowing hair, did not panic, nor did she launch an attack in advance under the pressure of Yan Feng.

She seemed to have taken Yan Feng's words to heart. Flames burst out from Huo Wu's body, sweeping across the fighting arena like a prairie fire.

Afterwards, the huge fire continued to compress and gradually condense, just like the flowing wind of "Yan Feng" condensing around Huo Wu's body.

She is learning from her opponent!

Seeing this, Feng Yan raised the corner of his mouth, "Very good!"

"An attack is nothing more than releasing spirit skills to attack the opponent." Feng Yan said as he thrust his palm forward and rushed towards Huo Wu's face.

What followed was a fierce confrontation between the two.

Feng Yan's attack was solid, and the palm wind would never exceed Huo Wu's body.

As he responded, flames burst out, and he used all his strength in every move, whether it was punches, kicks, legs or elbows. Explosive flames also rushed towards Feng Yan during these attacks.

However, Huo Wu soon realized this.

If you can't win with one strike, never try your best.

Because this would leave the goal wide open, Feng Yan had to forcibly retract his attacks many times, which allowed Huo Wu to still stand on the fighting stage intact.

"Is this the weakness of the Extreme Flow?"

Seeing Huo Wu understood, Feng Yan smiled and said, "After attacking the opponent, what should I do? Leave no energy at all? Or is this the true ultimate?"

Then, he slapped the fighting spirit arena with his palm.

With a loud bang, a sky-blue tornado rose into the sky.

Huo Wu's flames were almost blown out by the strong wind, and her body slid to the edge of the fighting arena like a meteor.

The small flame reignited when the wind died away.

"The ultimate is not the soul skill, but oneself?!"

Joy flashed in Huo Wu's bright eyes.

She discovered the most important thing.

The ultimate flow in the minds of ordinary soul masters is actually to always add more powerful soul rings with the same attributes.

In the battle with Yan Feng, Huo Wu saw firsthand that the power of his spirit skills was not the foundation of his strength.

But it is 'Yanfeng' itself!
The flowing wind condenses in his body, neither leaking nor contaminating. How powerful he wants the power to be depends entirely on his own control.

When facing Yan Feng who jumped up and punched her again, Huo Wu seemed to see herself trying her best.

At this moment, the door of 'Yan Feng' opened wide!

Now that you understand, do it!

Huo Wu felt unprecedented excitement, she rushed straight towards Yan Feng until she was right below him.

This is the time Huo Wu chose, the time to go all out!
"The third soul skill, resist the ring of fire!"

A dazzling orange-red halo was released instantly, and this soul skill, which had no offensive power, instantly bounced Yan Feng, who was attacking with his fist, high into the sky.

The coverage area of ​​the resistance spirit ring almost covered half of the fighting spirit arena, and the height to which Feng Yan was bounced was even more terrifying.

If he were to put it in his own words, it meant flying to a height of twenty stories.

This is the most outrageous thing about Huo Wu's resistance to the fire ring.

Any skills and defenses can be ignored, and all skills within the attack range will be temporarily expelled.

In addition, Feng Yan himself did not put up any resistance, so he just flew high into the sky.

He took advantage of this flaw and allowed Huo Wu to achieve her goal.

But this scene, in the eyes of others, is something else.

"Oh my god, is Brother Yan going to use that palm technique of falling from the sky again?" Oscar stared at the scene in a daze.

Like Emperor Xue Ye, the corners of his mouth began to twitch again.

Why do we need to follow the ‘又’?
Because if this happens, won’t the fighting arena built by the Royal Knights be shattered again?

Emperor Xue Ye even cast his gaze behind Ning Fengzhi, wondering whether he should make this rich man bleed.

However, Huo Wu, who was in the middle of it, did not think so much.

She was in a state of unprecedented concentration, focusing all her attention and preparing to launch an attack.

A scene that surprised everyone appeared. The four spirit rings on Huo Wu's body flashed at the same time when Yan Feng was bounced away, and the fire shadow behind her also turned white in an instant.

"Ring of Fusion?" Yu Xiaogang in the audience let out a sharp and hoarse shout.

Dai Mubai asked at the right time, "Master, what is the Fusion Ring?"

"Ring fusion is not a skill, but a talent. Only some extremely special soul masters can have this ability."

"The biggest advantage of the ring fusion is its explosive power. To put it simply, if a pool of water has only one exit, then the water can only flow out from this one exit. Although it will eventually run dry, it will never be as fast as if the water flows out from four exits at the same time."

Feng Yan was speechless. Isn't it just releasing all the soul rings at the same time and achieving the strongest explosive power with the maximum soul power output?

In fact, Huo Wu did just that.

"The fourth soul skill, Fire Dance Yaoyang!"

The incandescent color condensed in the palm of the hand. This time, what Huo Wu released was no longer blazing heat, but a condensed explosion.

A white ball of light the size of an egg floated out and flew straight towards Yan Feng in the air. After releasing this white ball of light, Huo Wu's face suddenly turned pale.

Unlike Huo Wushuang's attack, the moment Huo Wu released the white ball of light in his hand, Feng Yan felt that his body became sluggish.

It was as if the seemingly small ball of light had infinite attraction. Being in the air, he had no way of dodging and could only watch the small white ball flying towards him.

In other words, this is a soul skill that has both control and locking effects at the same time.

To be honest, facing such an attack, if Feng Yan wanted to attack, he could easily shatter the ball of light by opening the Avalokitesvara Demon Eye.

If you want to defend, just activate the reverse growth and push up the wind field, that would be easy.

The key point is that this situation that Fengyan has created with great difficulty must not be wasted.

With the corner of his mouth raised high, Feng Yan's black soul ring lit up.

"Fourth soul skill, Wind Evil Thunder!"

Seeing this scene, Feng Xiaotian, who was originally at ease, finally couldn't sit still anymore, "Fuck! He doesn't drop from the sky, he's going to attack directly?!"

The black and purple electric light filled the wind field around Feng Yan with an evil aura.

At the same time, tiny thunder balls condensed in the swirling storm, and the terrifying momentum that descended from the sky finally pushed this battle of spirits to its climax.

Ning Fengzhi's face also looked very bad. What was important was not how powerful Yan Feng's soul skills were, but that he played too badly in this game.

It's fine if they let him win, but they also taught Huo Wu how to fight? And finally, the strongest vs. the strongest?
Is this his fighting spirit? Why didn't he do it when he was fighting Huo Wushuang?

This is clearly flirting!

The key point is that Chen Xin remained indifferent, which really made Ning Fengzhi angry.

However, the collision of these two soul skills was beyond the referee's ability, so Ning Fengzhi had to take action, "Uncle Jian, get ready to save people!"

On the contrary, Chen Xin felt it was too strange, but he chose to agree first.

"Oh fine."

Without any surprise, the ball of light and the ball of thunder collided.

The ball of light suddenly exploded in an instant, and a huge fireball appeared, sweeping across the sky above the entire fighting arena.

But truly experienced and strong people know that this is not the end but the beginning.

When thunder meets fire, it will be an irreversible violent explosion!
An unimaginable shock wave came along with an explosion that almost deafened everyone present.

Immediately afterwards, a mushroom cloud that covered the sky rose into the sky.

"Yan Feng!"

Ning Rongrong finally appeared out of nowhere.

At this moment, tears fell from Ning Rongrong's eyes, and she rushed towards the fighting arena despite the shock wave.

There is no other reason. Heat always rises. In such an explosion, Feng is at the core.

(End of this chapter)