Douluo: I am a biologist, awakening the weapon spirit?

Chapter 239 Telepathic Communication
While the discussion unfolded off the field, the direction of the game on the field gradually became clear.

Feng Xiaotian, who flew back into the sky, had an extremely solemn expression.

Chen Feng had only used his sword dance once before, when he fought against Huo Wu.

It was that match that sparked Feng Xiaotian's interest in Chen Feng's sword dance, and he wanted to see what it was all about.

However, because this sword dance only appeared once, and it was to counter the ranged attack of the Fire Dance, Feng Xiaotian made a misjudgment.

He had thought that Chen Feng's sword dance was just a superb parrying technique, but he never expected that there was such a strange trick to it.

However, Feng Xiaotian was not one to give up easily, and he was somewhat unwilling to accept defeat and wanted to try again.

Chen Feng was naturally very pleased with this. "If you want to try, then I'll make you die." He let Feng Xiaotian strike three times in a row, and then took a half step back on the fourth strike.

But this time Feng Xiaotian was clearly on guard. When Chen Feng took half a step back, he began to withdraw his strength, and the wings that his other hand had transformed into also flapped forcefully, making him spin in the air.

Clearly, Feng Xiaotian skipped this series of attacks, saving his momentum for the next strike.

Even if this makes his efforts futile, at least his build-up of momentum won't be interrupted.

However, Chen Feng would not let him achieve his goal. After taking half a step back, Chen Feng did not turn his sword around as he had done before. Instead, he thrust out his sword in the direction that Feng Xiaotian was pulling back his strength.

Feng Xiaotian was greatly alarmed and dared not continue to gather his strength, so he took to the air once more.

The combo was thus broken once again.

The two had already exchanged two blows, but because Feng Xiaotian's slashing speed was so fast, it only appeared to outsiders to be a few breaths long.

So much so that some people didn't even understand the intricacies of their fight.

Looking at Feng Xiaotian in the sky, Chen Feng smiled, "All's fair in war. Want to continue playing rock-paper-scissors with me?"

Chen Feng taking a half step back doesn't necessarily mean he will turn his sword around; he might retaliate directly, and the choice is entirely in his hands.

If Feng Xiaotian doesn't want to slam his head into the ground again, he'll have to hold back when he strikes, otherwise he might be caught off guard.

However, this would greatly weaken the effect of Feng Xiaotian's combo attacks. Even if the thirty-six combo attacks were executed in a controlled manner, how much power would they have?
If Feng Xiaotian is like a player who is in a state of mental wandering, then Chen Feng is now the kind of super-duper monster who attacks without any pre-cast animation, randomly changes the speed of his attacks, and can also dash forward like lightning.

If there's any weakness, it's probably that he can't fly, which is why Feng Xiaotian hasn't completely lost his fighting spirit.

Feng Xiaotian also realized his situation, and he said helplessly, "It seems that my self-created soul skill still has many shortcomings."

“Nothing is perfect. Your 36-hit combo is actually not bad, it’s just that my fighting style is more effective against it,” Chen Feng said with a smile.

The so-called 36-hit combo sounds intimidating, but as long as you find a way to disrupt its rhythm and prevent it from building up momentum through combos, then the 36-hit combo is not much of a threat.

"Alas, I wanted to see who was better at creating their own soul skills. It seems I have lost completely in this aspect, but I will not give up easily. I will use my soul skills to make one last stand."

After saying that, Feng Xiaotian's first soul ring lit up, and his wings kept flapping forward, instantly sending ten wind blades slashing towards Chen Feng.

These ten wind blades were extremely fast and completely blocked Chen Feng's escape routes.

Chen Feng frowned slightly, parrying repeatedly with his longsword, and finally managed to deal with these wind blades.

But then a huge blue wolf head descended from the sky, surrounded by blue whirlwinds, accompanied by a loud wolf howl.

This is Feng Xiaotian's fourth soul skill, Demon Wolf Storm.

If Chen Feng wanted to dodge at this moment, he could actually dodge the Demon Wolf Storm using the Instantaneous Movement technique, which would be a relatively safe approach.

But at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to play it safe anymore.

Since Feng Xiaotian had already used his ultimate move in a final desperate attempt, if he dodged at this moment, it would feel like something would be missing from the match.

Since Feng Xiaotian wants to achieve his goal in one battle, then Chen Feng will oblige.

"Heh." He chuckled softly, and earthen yellow and golden light began to shine on his sword.

Victory is certain.

The longsword traced an arc, pointing towards the sky from behind Chen Feng, and then, just as the blue wolf's head was about to strike, it slashed down fiercely.

"Dragon Ascension Sword!"

With a muffled thud, the enormous, eye-catching blue wolf head was cleaved apart by Chen Feng's sword.

Following closely behind, Feng Xiaotian revealed himself. He seized the moment when Chen Feng's old power had not yet dissipated and his new power had not yet been generated, and grabbed at Chen Feng with a claw.

But at that very moment, a flash of lightning illuminated his eyes.

Chen Feng's figure flashed past Feng Xiaotian, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Feng Xiaotian.

"Are you admitting defeat?" Chen Feng asked in a gentle tone, as if asking an old friend.

Feng Xiaotian glanced at the longsword resting against his neck and said with a wry smile:
"What else can we do if we don't admit defeat?"

Feng Xiaotian was a respectable man, and after Chen Feng sheathed his sword, he conceded defeat to the referee.

Furthermore, due to the bet with Chen Feng, Shenfeng Academy also announced its withdrawal from the match.

This also means that Hydra Academy advanced to the finals with a 29-game winning streak in this ranking tournament. As the top team in the ranking tournament, they will be placed into the pool of three seeded teams.

In other words, Hydra Academy will not be drawn against any of the three seeded teams in the finals.

With the end of the ranking tournament, Emperor Xueye's promise took effect automatically, and all members of the teams that qualified from the ranking tournament were granted the title of Viscount.

Of course, there are also 5,000 hectares of land.

"Speaking of which, will those of us who didn't participate also receive titles?" On the way back to the hotel, Xiao Wu suddenly thought of this question.

"There should be some. You're just nominal substitutes, so you're no different from us. I don't think the emperor would be so petty," Meng Yiran said.

Dai Mubai chuckled, "If this old emperor doesn't want to acknowledge it later, you might as well come to my side. If the Heavenly Dou Emperor doesn't acknowledge it, the Star Luo Emperor definitely will."

"Come on, Boss Dai. None of your Star Luo academies made it out of the rankings this time. The Star Luo Emperor can't even claim the throne anymore," Ma Hongjun complained.

Dai Mubai's face darkened. "That's because outstanding Soul Masters are directly recruited into the army. The situation in Xingluo is quite different from here."

"Oh, right? It's that line again, 'Our Great Xingluo has its own national conditions,' right?" Ma Hongjun said, looking like he knew everything.

Chen Feng burst out laughing. He had said those words in casual conversation before, but he didn't expect Old Ma to have picked them up. Dai Mubai was rendered speechless by Ma Hongjun's teasing, so he had to resort to his traditional skill—physical persuasion—which made Ma Hongjun scream and yell.

Chen Feng left some space for the two men to be together and asked the girl beside him:
"Zhuqing, do you miss your family?"

"I do want to, but I've been communicating with my family occasionally over the past year, and I'll be able to see my sister once we get to Wuhun City, so I feel okay about it," Zhu Zhuqing said.

“We’ll go see your sister together then,” Chen Feng said.

"Okay." Zhu Zhuqing's face turned slightly red.

Ning Rongrong pouted slightly, a little unhappy, but didn't say anything, which was considered as her tacit acceptance of the relationship between Zhu Zhuqing and Chen Feng.

Xiao Wu looked to the left and then to the right, a look of disappointment on her face. It was no fun not to see a river of blood.

"Speaking of which, although we won't encounter seeded teams in the first round, it's still possible in the second round, right?" Gu Yueling's cool voice rang out at this moment.

“That’s certainly possible.” Tang San had also considered this issue. “The three seeded teams are actually quite difficult to deal with. The Four Elements Academy is probably no match for them.”

"I hope we run into the Heavenly Dou Royal Team. We've at least fought them before, and we even won," Oscar prayed.

"The Heaven Dou Team is quite strong, but compared to the other two, they are indeed easier to deal with," Tang San agreed.

However, Chen Feng was not optimistic, "The opponent in the finals is determined by drawing lots, and the location is Wuhun City."

He didn't say much, but everyone understood what he meant.

In the lottery in Wuhun City, the outcome is probably not just a matter of luck.

In fact, if Bibi Dong were to appear during the draw, Chen Feng might have a chance to draw a favorable lot.

That is to have the master go up and draw lots, and then have Flander and Liu Erlong stand together.

This might give you a chance to draw a good lot.

However, if it's just a lottery, Pope Bibi Dong obviously won't be there, and the rules for the lottery stipulate that only the dean of the academy can draw the lots, and no one else can do it on his behalf.

This thwarted Chen Feng's plan.

"What's there to be afraid of? Even if we run into a seeded team, we'll still play. The champion should beat all teams." Dai Mubai said after dealing with Ma Hongjun.

Chen Feng shook his head. "It wouldn't be a problem if we ran into the Spirit Hall team in the second round. The real problem is if we run into a strong team in the second round, and after winning, we have to fight the Spirit Hall team again before we've fully recovered. That would be really troublesome."

He has already prepared a package for the Spirit Hall team, so he is confident that he can deal with the Spirit Hall team alone. However, if he is not in full condition, his confidence will naturally be much lower.

"It just depends on luck."

The journey to Wuhun City was smooth and uneventful.

Since the Clear Sky Hammer was not exposed, the Spirit Hall naturally wouldn't react rashly and send several Title Douluos to carry out the assassination.

As a result, all the participating teams arrived in Wuhun City smoothly. The Wuhun Hall arranged for a cardinal to greet them, which was quite a show of respect.

The participating teams were assigned different accommodations. For example, Chen Feng and his team were placed in a hotel. After they were settled, someone from the Spirit Hall came to inform Flander to draw lots for their team.

Just as Chen Feng had predicted, it was unlikely that he would draw a good lot in Wuhun City. The results of the draw are as follows:

Hydra Academy vs. Blazing Fire Academy.

Star Luo Royal Academy VS Tianshui Academy.

Heavenly Dou Royal Academy VS Thunder Academy.

Shenfeng Academy VS Wuhun Hall Elite Team.

The top four teams belong to one half of the bracket, and the bottom four teams belong to the other half. This means that if Chen Feng and his team successfully advance to the semifinals, their opponent will be either Xingluo Royal Academy or Tianshui Academy.

If they can win again, they will then face the winner of the second half of the bracket, which is basically the Spirit Hall Elite Team.

"They're trying to make us raise poisonous insects. That woman really has no good intentions." Liu Erlong looked at the schedule in Flander's hand, his face extremely ugly.

The master stood aside, pondering a solution, without saying a word.

As can be seen from the schedule, Hydra Academy, Tianshui Academy, and Star Luo Royal Academy, three academies that pose a certain threat to the Spirit Hall team, are all grouped in the same region.

Both of the latter have Martial Soul Fusion Skills, while the Hydra Academy's millennia-old Soul Skills have not yet been fully utilized.

From a conspiracy theory perspective, there's clearly a reason behind this schedule, though it could also be simply a matter of bad luck.

However, no one clearly believed it was a matter of luck, because they had been scammed once before.

"Actually, this draw isn't too bad; at least it's not the worst-case scenario yet." Because he was mentally prepared, Chen Feng was able to maintain a good attitude.

"Could there be a worse fortune than this?" Liu Erlong asked, puzzled.

"Yes." Chen Feng smiled, then glanced at Tang San.

"If I were to draw this lots, I would switch the positions of Blazing Fire Academy and Heavenly Water Academy, so that we would have to deal with two teams with Martial Soul Fusion Skills in succession."

Tang San and Chen Feng exchanged a glance, and Tang San continued, "

"We have already revealed our methods for dealing with Spirit Fusion Techniques, and we have used up all our trump cards. As long as these two teams are on guard, it shouldn't be a problem for them to successfully unleash their Spirit Fusion Techniques."

"The trump card." Ma Hongjun had barely uttered a word when Oscar elbowed him, and in that instant, he reacted with the fastest speed he'd ever made:
"If we run out of resources, we won't be able to stop their spirit fusion. If we encounter two spirit fusion skills in a row, even if we win in the end, we'll probably be out of form."

Oscar gave him a knowing look, and Ma Hongjun raised an eyebrow smugly.

Jun-ge, I'm just slow to react, but I'm not really stupid. I've been hanging out with Feng-ge for so long, so I've learned a thing or two. Tell me, isn't my change of address clever?

The others continued the conversation with normal expressions, discussing how to deal with the Martial Soul Fusion Skill they would encounter in the second round of the competition after "using up all their trump cards".

However, since the Martial Soul Fusion Skill is a top-tier Soul Skill in the Martial Soul world, the group discussed it back and forth but couldn't come up with any useful solutions. They had no choice but to reluctantly say that they would deal with the first round of the competition first.

Then everyone returned to their rooms to rest, looking dejected, and the hotel floor fell silent.

As night fell, a dark figure silently emerged from a corner and left without attracting anyone's attention.

Inside the room, Chen Feng smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)