Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's naivety, I tricked her into becoming my wife.

"Heavenly Fire Spreads Across the Plains!"

In an instant, the arena was engulfed by a sea of ​​fire!

Liu Zheng's sword energy was like an icicle falling into a furnace; it didn't even last half a breath before it was completely evaporated!

He was thrown back by the unstoppable heat wave, crashing into the soul power barrier again, slowly sliding down and collapsing into a heap.

The Azure Sword slipped from his hand and landed with a clang in the distance, its unreleased sword energy gradually receding.

The sea of ​​fire subsided and disappeared underground.

"The winner of the second round is Huo Wu!"

The referee announced the verdict, and cheers erupted from the audience.

Huo Wushuang looked pleased to see his younger sister in the limelight.

Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, the Azure Sword suddenly unleashed its sword energy and shot towards Huo Wu!

"Watch out!" The Earth Flame Beast blocked Huo Wu's path.

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Huo Wu's soul power had not yet returned, and her feet felt unsteady.

The audience was still caught up in the cheers and had no time to react.

"Fire Dance!"

"careful!"

Huo Wushuang sprang up from his seat, his soul power surging, but he couldn't even reach the arena!

The sword energy was so fast that even the Soul King didn't have time to react!

At the critical moment—

Snapped.

Ye Hua snapped his fingers.

Crisp, casual, nonchalant

An ice wall appeared out of thin air in front of Huo Wu.

It is completely translucent, with a cold gleam flowing through it, and its surface is covered with fine frost flowers.

It looked as if it were ancient ice, cut directly from the deepest part of the far north.

The moment the sword energy struck the ice wall, the world fell silent for a moment.

Chirp chirp chirp!

The sword energy at the peak of Contra was like a dull knife cutting through stone, shattering it inch by inch.

The ice wall remained completely still, without even a scratch.

This is the ultimate ice!

The icy wall's chill seeped in, flowing backwards along the path of the sword energy, and in the blink of an eye, it completely enveloped the Azure Nether Sword.

One floor, two floors, three floors...

Layer upon layer, so densely packed that it was impenetrable.

Struggling wildly within the Green Destiny Sword!

But it was all in vain!

It was frozen solid into an ice block!

Huo Wu was stunned, then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister!" Huo Wushuang jumped onto the arena and hugged Huo Wu.

"Brother, I'm fine." Huo Wu saw that Huo Wushuang was covered in sweat and kindly wiped it away for him.

Ye Hua put down his teacup and looked at Feng Chang on the platform.

All eyes in the room turned to Feng Chang.

That silent gaze was more weighty than any angry outburst.

Feng Chang's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his lips moved, but he couldn't speak for a moment.

Prince Xuexing slammed his fist on the table and stood up, his face turning ashen.

"Elder Feng! What do you mean by this?"

"Sparring is supposed to stop when it's over. Your disciple couldn't win, so you resorted to using the sect's most treasured weapon to launch a sneak attack?"

"Is this still called a friendly spar? This is murder!"

Feng was often questioned on the spot, and his cheeks felt burning hot.

He didn't know why the Azure Sword had gone out of control!

Could it be...

He swallowed hard and forced himself to stand up.

"Your Highness, please calm down. This is purely a misunderstanding..."

"The Azure Nether Sword was forged with the blood and sweat of successive sect leaders of my Wind Sword Sect, containing sword energy and even the soul of the deceased sect leader."

"When Liu Zheng was defeated just now, the Azure Sword sensed it and its spiritual power was activated. It was definitely not at my command!"

Dugu Bo scoffed, interrupting his sophistry.

"Elder Feng, what you're saying doesn't make any sense."

"It's true that the Azure Sword is sentient, but you knew it was sentient, yet you still handed it over to your disciple and had him take it to the arena?"

"That sword energy just now was the real power of a Soul Douluo. Huo Wu just broke through to Soul Emperor, could she withstand it?"

Feng was speechless, his face turning pale and then flushed.

Hu Qian and Tuoba Chuo, who were standing next to him, also kept their heads down and acted like quails, neither of them willing to be the first to step forward.

Seeing this, Feng gritted his teeth and quickly went up on stage, intending to grab the Azure Sword and then retreat.

Finally, after overcoming the freezing cold, he managed to pick up the Green Destiny sword, which had been frozen solid—

Click!

The ice layer cracked open!

With a deafening roar, the ultimate ice exploded from the inside!

Ice shards flew everywhere, and a cold mist spread out!

Clearly, the Azure Sword was restless, forcefully shattering the surrounding ice!

The sword light condensed but did not disperse, and then coalesced into a human shape.

He was about seven feet tall, with a white beard that reached his chest, sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards into his temples, and eyes as sharp as knives.

Although it was an illusory figure, it exuded the imposing aura of a grandmaster.

When Feng saw that figure solidify, his knees buckled and he knelt down with a thud.

"Welcome, Former Sect Master!!!"

The voice resounded throughout the venue, filled with utmost reverence.

The group looked at each other, none of them having seen that face before.

"Dad," Ning Rongrong asked doubtfully, "was that person really the former sect master of the Wind Sword Sect?"

“No mistake,” Ning Fengzhi said. “Even your grandfather Jian didn’t object.”

Chen Xin nodded, "That is indeed Feng Zhengyang, the former sect leader of the Wind Sword Sect."

"When I was still a Soul Sect Master, he was already the Sect Master of the Wind Sword Sect!"

"After becoming a Title Douluo, I even went to challenge them!"

Feng Zhengyang's white robes fluttered in the wind, his sword intent chilling.

He looked at Feng Chang, who was kneeling on the ground, and frowned.

"Feng Chang, why is the Grand Elder of the Wind Sword Sect kneeling on the ground?"

"stand up!"

Feng shivered, "Old Sect Master, your disciple is incompetent and has brought shame upon the sect!"

Feng Zhengyang snorted coldly, looking at Huo Wu with a murderous aura.

He had just awakened and his senses were limited, so he couldn't sense the aura of a Soul Master.

The layout of the venue seemed ordinary, just a typical academy competition.

"Shameful?"

"It's truly shameful that our Wind Sword Sect disciples were beaten so badly by that little brat!"