Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 91 Challenging Wu Changkong

"It's a pity we can't change day and night, otherwise, we might have given Teacher Wu a surprise," Xie Xie said, shivering.

His body was still a bit stiff; the Star Wheel Chains were a combination of astrology and ice attributes, and enduring them was certainly not a pleasant experience.

Nan Fusheng smiled and said, "That's alright, we can go and ask Teacher Wu for some practice. I'm sure he won't object."

Xie Xie met his gaze, a mischievous glint appearing in his eyes. He couldn't bear that feeling alone.

With an absolute certainty for just one second, plus Nan Fusheng's control... hehe, it might give Teacher Wu a big surprise!

The next moment, the five of them sat down cross-legged on the spot with perfect understanding and began to meditate and cultivate.

"You want to challenge me now?" Wu Changkong was somewhat surprised by what the five students who had arrived said.

"Yes, please guide us, teacher," Nan Fusheng said earnestly.

"Let's go." Wu Changkong nodded. It was already quite late, and the dormitory lights were mostly off. He didn't take them to the combat zone, but went straight to the training ground.

These little guys are either looking for trouble or wanting to surprise him; whatever the reason, let them have their way.

The playground was silent and dark in the dead of night. Wu Changkong walked until he reached the center of the playground before stopping. He flicked his white robes and said calmly, "Come on."

Nan Fusheng said, "Teacher Wu, you are so powerful, shouldn't you suppress your strength to fight us? Our highest cultivation level is only two rings, and you have also suppressed your cultivation to the two-ring realm, so you can only use the first two soul skills, right?"

Wu Changkong narrowed his eyes slightly. He was an adult, and if he couldn't even guess the mindset of children, he wouldn't be fit to be a teacher. From Nan Fusheng's words, he could clearly tell that these little guys wanted to win!

They were familiar with the strength of the four of them. Although Nan Fusheng's soul skills were powerful, they weren't that much of a threat as long as one was on guard. Therefore, the problem could only lie with Xu Xiaoyan.

"Okay," Wu Changkong replied indifferently. For him, winning or losing was acceptable.

Even if their soul power and soul skills are suppressed to the second ring level, the physical attributes, reaction speed, and combat experience of a Soul Emperor cannot be suppressed. Let him see what these little guys are really capable of using to fight him.

Nan Fusheng and his companions exchanged glances, then immediately led the four of them to retreat quickly, forming a new formation.

Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue lined up in order, with Nan Fusheng and Xu Xiaoyan behind them. This was the famous 3-2 formation.

One after another, the spirit rings lit up, becoming exceptionally bright in the night, as Tang Wulin made the first move.

One after another, strands of blue silver grass surged forth, instantly covering an area of ​​several dozen square meters and shielding all his companions behind them. At the same time, Tang Wulin's right arm was already wreathed in golden light, and amidst the shimmering pale golden glow, his right arm was covered with diamond-shaped dragon scales.

He let out a low shout and charged straight at Wu Changkong. One after another, strands of Blue Silver Grass swarmed up, and he activated his own soul skill, Entangling!

Hundreds of Blue Silver Grasses roared upwards, unleashing a thousand-year-old soul ring skill—quite astonishing. As Tang Wulin charged, the air whistled as the Blue Silver Grasses propelled him forward.

One of the Blue Silver Grasses deftly flicked a figure into the air—it was Xie Xie. Xie Xie flew over Wu Changkong's head, then suddenly plummeted down from diagonally above and behind him, unleashing his Twin Dragon Storm attack without holding back.

Not only that, but also a barrage of wind blades, fireballs, and ice spikes shot towards Wu Changkong. They arrived before Xie Xie even began his descent, reaching Wu Changkong first.

They all knew that the longer the fight went on, the smaller their chances became; only a sudden burst of energy could give them a chance to win.

Wu Changkong stood still, holding the Heavenly Frost Sword in his right hand and lightly pinching the tip of the sword with his left. Facing the attacks of the youths, he stood motionless, without any emotional fluctuation on his face. It seemed that there was nothing in this world that could affect his emotions.

The next moment, a thin layer of icy mist appeared on his body. The icy mist quickly spread from his body and enveloped Tang Wulin and Xie Xie who were close to him.

Second Soul Skill: Frost Mist.

This is to defend against Nan Fusheng's soul skill. Nan Fusheng's first soul skill requires visual observation or mental lock-on of the opponent.

Since that's the case, Wu Changkong simply used frost mist to conceal himself. This icy mist also contained his spiritual power, which could effectively prevent Nan Fusheng's spiritual power from locking onto him.

At the same time, this also effectively guarded against Xu Xiaoyan. No matter what ability she had, it was meaningless if she couldn't see her opponent or use it.

He flicked his Heavenly Frost Sword, and a pale blue halo expanded outwards. This halo seemed to possess an endless attraction, drawing in Gu Yue's attacks and guiding them into the air. Gu Yue felt as if he had lost control of these elemental attacks in an instant.

Simple and effective. This has always been Wu Changkong's forte.

The Twin Dragon Storm continuously shredded the elemental attacks, but its unstoppable momentum as it fell from the sky was also affected.

A flash of purple light appeared in Wu Changkong's eyes, and Tang Wulin subconsciously activated his Purple Demon Eye to try to resist, but a wave of dizziness still came, and the Blue Silver Grass that had wrapped around him was also a beat too slow.

As Wu Changkong swung his Frost Sword, the solemnity he had shown while drawing circles vanished, replaced by unparalleled lightness. Threads of light sword lightly drifted out, landing precisely on strands of Blue Silver Grass. Frost mist immediately appeared on the surface of the Blue Silver Grass, then rippled outwards.

It seemed that with just one slash of his sword, a hundred sword threads burst forth, perfectly deflecting all the Blue Silver Grass.

In the air, the Twin Dragon Storm descended, and Wu Changkong's figure suddenly became illusory, revealing the Tang Clan's ultimate technique, Ghost Shadow Step.

At first, Xie Xie could keep up with his pace, constantly adjusting his attack position. However, his changes were too fast, and by the time the Twin Dragon Storm was about to land, it had completely lost its lock on him. The attack missed.

A wisp of ice lashed out, and Xie Xie only had time to use his Light Dragon Blade to block it before the chill hit him, sending him flying.

At this very moment, Tang Wulin arrived right in front of Wu Changkong. In a one-on-one fight, even if Wu Changkong suppressed his cultivation, it seemed that Tang Wulin had no chance at all.

However, at this moment, Wu Changkong made a choice that surprised everyone.

Suddenly, strands of sword energy burst forth, and not only that, a cloud of frost mist also erupted from his body, spreading outwards. The fine sword energy instantly intertwined around his body, forming a large net that completely protected him.

(End of this chapter)