Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 139 Blazing Fire God-Sealing Sword, Evil Soul Masters, how dare you! (Bonus chapter for National Day, 3k words)

"Teacher, be careful! This is my strongest single-target soul skill, the Blazing Sealing Divine Sword, and also my final strike!"

In the stadium, Feng Zaixing, who had switched martial spirits, was in great power. The light and shadow of the blazing apricot blossoms merged with the twelve-winged angel, dyeing six pairs of wings red and unleashing sharp light of judgment that pierced through the void.

The sky was like a giant curtain with twelve small holes appearing. The twelve-winged angels released crimson-gold flames, which entered the holes and transformed into twelve lightsabers.

Feng Zaixing raised his hands high, and the twelve light swords converged into a white-gold flame longsword. The sword's body shimmered with light and flames, and faintly displayed the patterns of immortal branches and leaves. The surrounding space was distorted due to the high temperature.

The sword, spanning hundreds of meters, fell downwards, slashing out and unleashing a large fan-shaped area of ​​fiery sword energy, while the sword itself transformed into a blazing fire that pierced the sky.

"Is this a soul skill that inflicts devastating damage on both the body and the spirit? The so-called God-Sealing Sword seals away the spirit?"

In the audience, Kong Yao perceived the terrifying power of Feng Zaixing's soul skill, which possessed the power to burn mountains and boil seas, and to refine souls and destroy spirits; just one glance at the sword made his eyelids dry.

This strike is especially effective against those with weak or confused minds; the sword of judgment is as majestic as the heavens, and is most effective against evil spirit masters.

"You brat, you're trying to use all your skills on your teacher!"

What Kong Yao saw, Mu Ye could see even more clearly. Without any hesitation, he unsealed his cultivation, and his vast soul light condensed into a five-fingered giant mountain in front of him, blocking the Blazing Fire God-Sealing Sword.

"Disperse!" Mu Ye roared, unleashing his ultimate power that reached the heavens and the earth. A giant mountain shattered this heaven-shattering sword strike, and a layer of hot sweat appeared on his forehead.

All the senior engineers in the audience stood up, and except for Kong Yao, they all looked horrified—they sensed a life-threatening danger from Feng Zaixing's sword strike.

"Don't be surprised, that's precisely his strength."

Kong Yao's gentle voice rang in their ears, explaining Feng Zaixing's strength: "His soul skills in his true form primarily focus on amplification and burst damage. His Sixteen-Foot Golden Body maintains the amplification effects of the three major soul skills of the Holy Body Martial Soul, and then he completes the fatal killing in his angel form."

"This sword strike could slay a titled master, but as he said, it was his only strike; his soul power was exhausted."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gazes and, seeing that Feng Zaixing had indeed given up, breathed a long sigh of relief.

"But even a single sword strike is terrifying enough, its explosive power far surpassing the Panlong Staff Technique of the Qian Gu Family," said a highly experienced researcher.

"Yes, I never expected that a single deep meditation would create a sixteen-foot golden body. The auxiliary effect is too great."

Kong Yao nodded, a smile playing on his lips: "But isn't this even better? I want to tell you all that you are creating a god-level mech for the future number one on the continent, an unprecedented and unparalleled legend; I, on behalf of Mingde Hall and the Federation, entrust this to you."

After saying this, the Master of Mingde Hall, a senior demigod, rolled up his sleeves and bowed to the researchers.

Everyone hurriedly returned the greeting, their faces filled with unwavering determination. For the future of the Federation, they were determined to create an unprecedented miracle.

In that time, they will all be remembered in history!

"Why didn't you use another soul skill? You still have one more move, right?" Mu Ye asked, somewhat puzzled, as he met Feng Zaixing, who had just dispelled his martial soul.

Feng Zaixing's face paled slightly as he shook his head, saying, "The first time I unleashed the Blazing Fire God-Sealing Sword with all my might, my sixteen-foot golden body was a bit overloaded and needs a break."

"The Fiery Apricot Blossom will bring in more elemental energy from heaven and earth for the Radiant Angel's other soul skill. I'm not confident that I can fully control it in my current state."

The principle of the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body is to gather all power into the body to achieve the most perfect burst. Feng Zaixing discovered for the first time that his physical strength was somewhat insufficient, and forcing it would risk backfiring.

"Teacher, teach me the innate secret technique. I need a stronger body," he said in a deep voice, confident enough to cultivate this technique that he had longed for since he embarked on the path of cultivation.

"it is good."

Mu Ye agreed and solemnly said, "Normally, cultivating the innate secret technique requires our sect to collect spiritual treasures for a hundred years, but you have had countless opportunities and your foundation is already sufficient, so I will help you with the body connection now."

After saying that, he pointed to the sky, drawing down the power of heaven and earth to envelop Feng Zaixing's body, which immediately caused a look of pain to appear on the face of the young man who had just finished a great battle.

The innate secret technique is divided into four stages: body penetration, marrow cleansing, reshaping, and golden body. Once completed, one can undergo the third awakening of the original martial soul.

The fundamental mystery lies in using the primordial energy of heaven and earth to permeate, cleanse, and reshape the body, which is equivalent to completely tearing the body apart and then reassembling it.

But this pain, which is unbearable for ordinary people, is not a problem for Feng Zaixing. He gritted his teeth, lowered his knees and sat cross-legged, activated his dual cores to restore his physique, and then examined the meridians around his body.

With half of his eight extraordinary meridians open, he calmed his mind and channeled the newly generated soul power from the modified Xuan Tian Gong, impacting his meridians under internal and external pressure.

The intense cultivation process began anew. Feng Zaixing knew that time was of the essence. After a half-day of internal energy cultivation, he took a medicinal bath, then sought out Xu Miao to complete the fusion of his 100,000-year-old soul spirit. He also familiarized himself with the affairs of the Nine Star Society, working until late at night.

At this moment, he finally had a moment of leisure and took a walk to relax on campus.

Facing the silver moon, his gaze was deep. Time was running out, and he had already given it his all.

"Tang Wulin still harbors hidden dangers; we never know when they might erupt. Perhaps we should head to Donghai City."

A black mech swept across the sky above Mingdu. Inside the cockpit, the young man's expression was solemn; he was still somewhat worried about Na'er.

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The following day, at the Donghai City Soul Guide Train Station.

Principal Yu Zhen personally came to see them off, expressing his deep reluctance to part with the five geniuses who were about to leave:

"The dean doesn't expect you to return to the East Sea after you've mastered your skills. He simply hopes that once you become Battle Armor Masters, you'll come here to give lectures and set an example for your juniors."

"Let it go, Dean. We'll be back sooner or later."

Xie Xie was the most optimistic, always laughing and joking.

"I will miss you all." Xu Xiaoyan twisted her fingers as she said goodbye to the dean and her parents, her sky-blue eyes glistening with tears.

"The East China Sea is beautiful, and we will definitely not let you down," Tang Wulin said. At thirteen years old, he was over 1.65 meters tall and had a sunny smile.

Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi also said a brief farewell.

Once everyone was on the bus, they encountered an awkward problem: they were only one group, but the people who came to greet them came from two different sides.

The air around the dance master was cool and aloof. He sat quietly alone, glanced at Tang Wulin and the others, and nodded slightly.

On the other side, the budding beauty of Na'er walked up with a smile and warmly took Xu Xiaoyan's hand.

"Hello Yan, I'm Na, here to pick you up on behalf of the academy. Feng Zaixing is my senior brother."

Xu Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, "Na'er, you're so pretty."

She herself is a very pretty girl, with a cute image, but the girl in front of her is clearly more beautiful than herself.

Could it be that the Body Sect can enhance beauty? Xu Xiaoyan wondered excitedly.

"Thank you, let's get along well from now on."

Na'er smiled gently; her stunning beauty naturally possessed an unparalleled charm, leaving many passengers somewhat mesmerized.

"Na'er—Senior sister, are you Silver Dragon Na'er, the one ranked third on the list of young geniuses?"

Xie Xie suddenly spoke up, breaking the conversation between the two girls, his face full of admiration.

Three years ago, during the battle at Shrek City, Na'er was involved, but she was not particularly noticeable; the limelight in that battle mostly went to Feng Zaixing.

Na'er glanced at him sideways and nodded gently: "I guess so."

In the battle of the Soul Tower, she displayed unparalleled combat power. The newly released ranking of the Spirit Tower placed her third, second only to Yu Xin in second place and the vacant uncrowned king.

"You guys are too strong, you've practically taken all the spots in the top ten—"

Xie Xie was amazed. Xu Miao and Wang Wen from the Nine Stars Society dropped out of the rankings due to their age, while the remaining seven stars were all in the top ten. Together with Wu Siduo, they occupied eight of the top ten spots.

Upon hearing this, Wu Changkong's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and he let out a soft sigh.

Sensing something amiss, Na'er smiled and left, not bothering to touch Wu Changkong's brow, even though a master was secretly protecting her.

The train proceeded smoothly, heading straight into the central part of the mainland.

But just as the train had passed two stations, an accident occurred. Suddenly, dark clouds descended from the sky, and a group of men in black with a chilling aura appeared, chuckling coldly, and overturned the carriages at the back.

A strong wind arose, and chaos ensued. Wu Changkong and Na'er stared at the most powerful figure among the men in black, who possessed seven soul rings.

Two yellow rings, three purple rings, two black rings—a seven-ringed Soul Saint!

Dozens of weak-looking men in black appeared, mostly around the Soul Venerable level. Gray figures appeared from all directions, including four Soul Emperors and the rest Soul Sect Masters and Soul Kings.

"How could there be such a large number of evil spirit masters?" Wu Changkong and Na'er simultaneously had this question in mind, and their martial spirits appeared at the speed of light.

"Clang!"

But at that moment, an endless, sharp light streaked across the sky, like a meteor streaking across the heavens, like sunlight falling on a shadow. In just one cycle, dozens of evil soul masters below the Soul Venerable level were blown into a bloody mist, leaving no trace of their bodies.

"Who goes there?" Sensing the potentially deadly sword energy, the Evil Soul Saint, who possessed the Vampire Bat Martial Soul, and the four Soul Emperors felt a chill run down their spines. They looked around but couldn't find any trace of the person who had come.

"Clang!"

The swords clashed, and a second beam of light, swift as a shuttle, pierced through a dozen Soul Masters and Soul Kings at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, clearing the area at lightning speed, before falling towards a seemingly endless and imposing figure in the sky.

"Evil Soul Masters, how dare you!"

Before the person arrived, the sound preceded them, resounding like the booming of war drums, shattering the cold, gloomy atmosphere; sunlight streamed in, illuminating the thick gloom in the hearts of countless people.

Countless people, including the five great evil soul masters, couldn't help but look at the holy light, their expressions varied.

A bright golden royal sword stood hanging beneath a golden-patterned ancient robe. Feng Zaixing appeared, his fair wrist slowly raising the sword, pointing it at the five evil soul masters. Beneath the warm, sun-like radiance was an endlessly cold and handsome face, with eyes like divine swords and eyebrows like peaks, as if a war god had descended to earth.

"boom!"

A halo of holy light pierced the heavens, angels spread their twelve wings, and an overwhelming sword aura pressed down on the five evil soul masters like an imperial canopy. Their fair faces instantly turned bloodless, and their suddenly shrunken pupils were filled with fear and despair.

"The Holy Church's greatest future enemy, the evil soul master killing machine, Feng Zaixing!"