Douluo: My Spirit Pidgeot

Chapter 166 Facing Fear
"Hey~ what's going on now?"

Looking at the enormous, sky-covering waterspout that appeared before him, Mo Hui felt somewhat helpless. It was about to end, but they still had to make things more difficult for him.

The waterspout in front of us, though thousands of meters high, is not as powerful as a real typhoon, which can easily reach tens of thousands of meters. However, with the combined power of the wind god and the sea god, its strength is no less than that of a real natural disaster.

Faced with an attack of this level, even a Title Douluo above level 95 would wisely choose to dodge, let alone Mo Hui, who is merely a minor Soul Saint at level 78.

"Oh!"

Immediately, Mo Hui broke free of the silver rings binding him, and with a slight turn of his body, stood atop the silver pillar.

Seeing the thousand-meter-long waterspout rushing towards him, Mo Hui's expression turned solemn. He immediately summoned Pidgeot, and at the same time, seven spirit rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red—appeared around Mo Hui's body.

On the other side, Poseidon watched this scene and muttered, "Is the seventh spirit ring really 100,000 years old?"

Mo Hui's seventh spirit ring was a 100,000-year spirit ring, which was within Poseidon's expectations. Although Mo Hui had not shown it to her, the aura displayed by his martial spirit true form when he returned was too powerful, unlike what one would expect from a 10,000-year spirit ring.

On the silver pillar, Mo Hui and Pidgeot exchanged a glance. Then, their seventh spirit ring emitted a blood-red light, and Mo Hui and Pidgeot's bodies merged perfectly, transforming into a Mega Pidgeot over ten meters tall.

Then a white light suddenly shone from the head of the giant Mega Pidgeot, which was Mo Hui using the head soul bone skill, self-motivation!
Without hesitation, Mo Hui unleashed a series of sharp air blades from his already lit first spirit ring, which then coalesced into a massive wind blade over seventy feet long, slashing towards the thousand-meter-long water tornado in front of him.

However, this was not the end. Suddenly, a violent storm swept around Mo Hui, which was Mo Hui's fourth soul skill, Storm!
The storm has the effect of amplifying the power of soul skills. Under the amplification of the storm, the huge wind blade suddenly grew even larger.

After undergoing the triple amplification of Martial Soul True Body, Self-Motivation, and Storm, the giant wind blade has now reached its peak, carrying the momentum to tear through space, heading straight towards the thousand-meter-long water tornado.

However, although the converged wind blade was already quite large at this moment, and even after being amplified by the storm, its volume was close to three hundred meters, it still seemed somewhat insignificant when facing a waterspout that was a thousand meters high.

boom--

In an instant, the enormous cyan wind blade, nearly three hundred meters long, struck the thousand-meter-long waterspout directly. The aftershocks of their clash transformed into rain and storm, causing the surrounding sea to surge even more violently.

"What a powerful move!"

Upon seeing this, Poseidon couldn't help but show a hint of shock in her eyes. She had never witnessed Mo Hui's full-force attack before. Although she knew that Mo Hui's true strength was very strong, she didn't know exactly how strong he was.

Now, after witnessing Mo Hui's full power, Poseidon realized that even though he had greatly overestimated him, he still underestimated Mo Hui.

The power displayed by Mo Hui's attack at this moment was such that even she, a level 99 Limit Douluo, would find it difficult to withstand; a single misstep could even lead to her defeat.

Thinking of this, Poseidon couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Lord Sea God, your choice was correct. He truly deserves the favor of the two gods."

Although Mo Hui proved himself time and time again, Poseidon harbored a deep-seated resentment: that Mo Hui was not the only one for the Sea God, and that her own Sea God was a newcomer who shamelessly and forcibly attached himself to her.

Yes, Mo Hui is indeed outstanding; there may not be anyone more outstanding than him in the entire Douluo Continent. But the Sea God is, after all, a revered supreme god.

The fact that the main god is looking for a successor is the successor's good fortune. Gods have endless lifespans and have seen countless geniuses throughout the long river of time. Even if Mo Hui is outstanding, is it necessary to insist on having him, or even to put aside one's pride and compete with other gods?
However, after Mo Hui demonstrated his strength, Poseidon's thoughts changed. In terms of talent, Mo Hui had already reached level 78 at the age of less than eighteen and possessed a 100,000-year spirit ring.

In terms of talent, Mo Hui created many self-created soul skills at a young age, and even created two powerful self-created soul skills in less than a month under her watchful eye.

In terms of strength, Mo Hui is now capable of fighting against Super Douluo of level 95 or above, and this is even with his own level only at the Soul Saint level.

Such talent, such brilliance, such strength—it's hard to say whether they're unprecedented, given that there was the Sea God before them, but it's highly likely that they'll never be seen again.

If that's the case, then the Sea God's actions are understandable, since no one wants their successor to be too incompetent.

"but……"

Suddenly, Poseidon changed the subject, looking at the giant bird figure in the raging torrent, and said, "Being chosen by two gods is both a blessing and a danger. Can you safely pass their test?"

Within the raging torrents, Mo Hui condensed a cutting wind wheel while keeping his eyes fixed on the clash between the wind blades and water tornadoes before him.

He had already used every means within his means to counter the giant wind blade. If he couldn't even use this move to fight back, then he would have no chance of winning this battle.

However, what happened next left Mo Hui speechless. The 300-meter wind blade that Mo Hui had shot out was slowly worn away after it clashed with the 1,000-meter water tornado for a moment, and was absorbed by it as pure wind attribute energy.

Furthermore, due to absorbing Mo Hui's giant wind blade, the power of the waterspout increased again, from one thousand meters to one thousand one hundred meters.

"A different kind of wind attribute energy!"

Upon seeing this, Mo Hui gritted his teeth in hatred.

Damn it! You restricted me from using Delta Force, but then you used a different kind of wind energy to become immune to my attacks. Wind God, you deserve to die!!!

Then, Mo Hui sighed and canceled the cutting windmill in his hand.

In this situation, any wind-attribute attack would only give the opponent more energy, making their attacks even more ferocious, which is meaningless.

When he was truly in dire straits, Mo Hui calmed down. He thought of a question: would the two gods really set up an impossible test?
The answer is no, but if not, then where is his chance of survival?

As the waterspout drew closer to Mo Hui, the situation became increasingly urgent.

At that moment, a sudden flash of inspiration struck Mo Hui, as if he had understood something.

The best way to deal with fear is to face it head-on!

(End of this chapter)