Douluo Continent: Becoming a disciple of Jing Liu, illuminating all the gods

Chapter 22 Mystic Ice Dragon Soars

"The match begins."

With a sharp cry, Wu Feng sprang into the air, a surge of intense heat erupting from her body, accompanied by a soft dragon's roar. Her body suddenly became elongated. While airborne, she appeared to be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who had just completed puberty. Her slender frame ripped through her school uniform, revealing her undergarments.

She was clearly prepared; underneath was a very elastic leather outfit that revealed a pair of smooth, fleshy thighs. The leather outfit was a one-piece that cinched upwards.

A faint red glow shimmered on Wu Feng's skin. Starting from the left side of his face, a layer of fine dragon scales covered his face, extending down his neck, along his shoulder, and down to his entire left arm and left hand.

Chen Qiye simply turned slightly and dodged it.

At the same time, Ning Tian, ​​who was standing at a distance, stretched out her right hand and shouted, "Seven Treasures Spin Out with Glazed Glass." Her body spun around once, and a dazzling seven-colored light was released from her body. At the place where the seven-colored light gathered, a seven-colored pagoda more than a foot tall appeared in Ning Tian's right palm.

The pagoda shimmered with light and seemed to be inlaid with countless gems. As soon as it appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone on the viewing platform.

Two yellow and one purple soul rings rose from Ning Tian's palm, rhythmically circling the seven-layered pagoda in her hand.

On the viewing platform, Mu Jin turned to look at Zhou Yi and Fan Yu, just in time to see the shock in their eyes. Zhou Yi exclaimed in surprise, "The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

"The Seven Treasures have names, the first being: Speed." The first soul ring on the pagoda lit up, and the rich yellow light made the pagoda even more magnificent. Two dazzling beams of light shot out from the pagoda and landed on Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er respectively.

Just then, Nanmen Yun'er from Ning Tian's team also moved. When she activated her power, her body felt light and airy, as if she were not under any force, yet her speed was incredibly fast. It seemed as if she only flashed by, covering a distance of tens of meters, and arrived in front of Chen Qiye.

"A speed-based attacker like you is really bold. Do you really think your speed will be an advantage?"

With a muffled "bang".

Nanmen Yun'er's body swayed in the air, shifting eight meters horizontally. Chen Qiye, on the other hand, remained standing in place. In this first collision, Nanmen Yun'er was clearly at a disadvantage. After all, Nanmen Yun'er was an agility-type battle spirit master, and their focuses were different.

What puzzled Nanmen Yun'er and Ning Tian was that, with Ning Tian's assistance, Nanmen Yun'er could even put up a fight against a four-ring agility-attack type Soul Master.

But Chen Qiye seemed to have anticipated this, and Nanmen Yun'er, who was so proud of her speed, couldn't gain any advantage over him at all.

Nanmen Yun'er and Wu Feng, having missed their first attack, charged forward again. In their view, with their complete suppression, they were confident that they could end the battle in a very short time.

However, the moment they charged forward, a warning signal arose in their hearts. She was indeed formidable; her forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, stopping abruptly. Her first spirit ring lit up, and her hands shone with a bright green light. A thin layer of ice could be faintly seen extending from her palms to her arms.

The surrounding air suddenly dropped, and even the students on the viewing platform felt the cold.

Before the two could think further, snowflakes began to fall from the sky above the arena. The snowflakes were so sharp that they revealed their keen edge, and they froze instantly upon touching the ground, freezing the entire arena.

Two enormous ice dragons appeared behind Chen Qiye.

"Mystic Ice Dragon Soars".

With a wave of Chen Qiye's hand, the enormous ice dragon flew towards Nanmen Yun'er and Wu Feng, raising ice spikes wherever it passed.

With Ning Tian's boost, Wu Feng's movement and attack speed increased dramatically, and he also unleashed his first soul skill, Dragon Fire.

A thick layer of red flames erupted from her body, swirling within a radius of about one foot around her, as she threw a punch. The punch was imbued with the intense heat of the dragon's fire.

However, wherever the ice dragon passed, the flames were frozen. The moment the ice dragon and the fire dragon touched, they were frozen and exploded.

Wu Feng exclaimed in surprise, "How is this possible? My fire has been frozen..."

Before Wu Feng could react, he heard the ice dragon's roar.

"Oh no..." Nanmen Yun'er and Wu Feng exclaimed at the same time.

Nanmen Yun'er's advantage is speed, but her speed is completely useless in front of the Ice Dragon.

Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er reacted quickly, but the ice dragon was even faster, arriving in front of them in the blink of an eye.

"bump."

Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er were directly carried off the arena by the ice dragon and knocked down onto the spectator base.

Two pitiful cries rang out, and the icy aura dissipated. Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er had already fallen unconscious, their bodies covered with layers of ice. It was clear that the old man had fallen into a coma.

"Nanmen Yun'er, the witch..."

Before Ning Tian could react, Chen Qiye had already kicked him to the ground.

Ning Tian looked at Chen Qiye's handsome face, a hint of anger in his voice, "You."

When has she, as the young sect leader of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, ever been treated like this? How did Chen Qiye do this...?

Chen Qiye looked at Ning Tian and calmly said, "Instead of looking at me with that kind of gaze, you should be concerned about your teammates!"

After saying that, Chen Qiye left without looking back...

"Match over!"

Seeing this, the teacher in charge of proctoring immediately announced the results. Only then did everyone rush forward and take Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er away, since one side had suffered a relatively serious injury in this match.

On the viewing platform, Mu Jin was completely stunned; she couldn't even believe her eyes. Two Great Soul Masters and one Soul Venerable, especially the Soul Venerable with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, known as the number one weapon spirit in the world, had actually lost to a Soul Master of unknown level, and hadn't even seen his spirit...

Don't say she doesn't believe it; anyone who hears this comparison of strengths probably wouldn't believe it.

However, the facts are clear: Ning Tian and her two friends lost.

A smile appeared in Fan Yu's eyes as he said to Zhou Yi, "This was truly a wonderful match. I didn't expect Chen Qiye to have so many tricks up his sleeve; it seems that move must be a self-created soul skill."

Zhou Yi asked doubtfully, "You know that little guy's background..."

Fan Yu suddenly transformed into a riddle teller, "Yes and no, it's just a pity that Chen Qiye's talent could have allowed him to enter..."

Fan Yu shook her head. "Let's go."

Fan Yu left without even glancing at Mu Jin, gracefully landing on the ground.

As Zhou Yi passed by Mu Jin, she gave her a cold glance but said nothing. Then, she leaped off the twenty-meter-high platform.

Having successfully entered the top 16 and defeated one of the three most competitive opponents, Chen Qiye's performance sparked discussion among the new students. Chen Qiye single-handedly defeated a team led by a Soul Master!

In addition to hearing about his own situation, Leng Chen Qiye also heard a familiar name.

Gu Yue, a three-ring Soul Master from Class 1 of the freshmen, possesses one yellow and two purple Soul Rings. He single-handedly defeated the team that possessed the Martial Soul Fusion Skill "Netherworld White Tiger," which had been passed down for ten thousand years.

(End of this chapter)