Douluo Continent II: Senior Sister, Please Help Me Cultivate

Chapter 137 Want to learn? I won't teach.

After Yan Shaozhe finished transmitting his voice to Chen Feng and Ma Xiaotao, he addressed the students in the training ground: "Alright, these are the rules. Let the challenges begin! Chen Feng, choose your opponent!"

Upon hearing Yan Shaozhe's words, Dai Yueheng and the other six all looked at Chen Feng.

Ling Luochen was even more displeased. She had been observing Chen Feng closely, and seeing the faint kiss mark on his face, her aura grew even colder.

Ling Luochen cursed inwardly, "It must have been that big-breasted, brainless slut Ma Xiaotao who kissed him."

Compared to Ling Luochen's coldness, Dai Yueheng, the strongest among them, remained calm. In his mind, no matter how strong Chen Feng was, he couldn't possibly defeat him by crossing two major levels. At most, he could only manage a draw.

Only Chen Zifeng, Yao Haoxuan, Li Ming, and Xixi looked at Chen Feng with somewhat grave expressions.

Especially Yao Haoxuan, Li Ming, and Xixi, since they are the weakest and have the highest probability of being selected, because everyone knows that you should pick the weakest one.

Yao Haoxuan was quite thin, only 1.6 meters tall, with a slender figure. At this moment, Yao Haoxuan looked at Chen Feng, clenching his fists nervously, and silently praying in his heart, "Don't choose me, little monster, don't look at me, look at Li Ming next to me. He also cultivates soul tools, he's the easiest to bully..."

Chen Feng glanced at Yao Haoxuan and the others, who seemed a little nervous, then turned his gaze to Chen Zifeng, who was tall and slender with a warm smile on his face.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Senior Chen Zifeng, I want to challenge you."

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, Yao Haoxuan and the others breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chen Zifeng with sympathy.

Chen Zifeng didn't expect Chen Feng to challenge him. After all, among the seven people in the reserve team, he was not the weakest. He was not sure about being first or second, but he was confident of being third.

Chen Zifeng originally thought that Chen Feng would challenge Li Ming, Xi Xi, or Yao Haoxuan, but he never expected that Chen Feng would challenge him.

However, Chen Zifeng wasn't one to back down. He said, "Alright, since Junior Brother Chen Feng wants to challenge me, then let's go!"

Yan Shaozhe smiled and nodded when he saw that Chen Feng had chosen Chen Zifeng. "Okay, Chen Feng and Chen Zifeng, you two come to the training ground. Everyone else, step back."

Chen Feng and Chen Zifeng stood facing each other on opposite sides of the training ground, no more than fifty meters apart.

Chen Zifeng looked at Chen Feng, who was holding a black knife fifty meters away, and his eyes immediately blazed with fierce fighting spirit.

Previously, when Chen Zifeng was watching Chen Feng fight from the edge of the training ground, he had already been thinking about sparring with Chen Feng to learn from him.

Chen Zifeng's martial spirit manifested, summoning a blood sword.

That's right, Chen Zifeng's martial soul is a weapon martial soul, named Soul Chaser Sword!

The Soul-Chasing Sword is a slender sword about three feet and six inches long and only an inch wide. There is no sword crocodile on the long blade, but there are three blood grooves on it.

Even more strangely, Chen Zifeng's five spirit rings did not pulsate around his body, but instead circled around this blood-red rapier.

Chen Zifeng was very curious about Chen Feng. Chen Feng had never used any soul skills in battle before, and had always used self-created soul skills. Chen Zifeng was amazed by Chen Feng's understanding of martial souls and soul power.

Chen Zifeng thought to himself that if he were to have a big fight with Chen Feng, regardless of the outcome, he would surely be able to learn something from Chen Feng.

Chen Zifeng's heart pounded violently, and the slender, blood-red Soul-Chasing Sword in his hand burst forth with a crimson light.

A rich red light suddenly rose from Chen Zifeng's body, and a strong blood aura was released from Chen Zifeng's body.

Chen Zifeng's eyes instantly turned blood red, and Chen Feng's figure was reflected in his red eyes.

Chen Zifeng made the first move. With a wave of his hand, the blood-red longsword in his hand vanished instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a crimson light burst forth as Chen Zifeng channeled his crimson soul power into his Martial Soul Chasing Sword.

The crimson slender sword hummed continuously in the air, then transformed into a crimson lightning bolt, slicing through the air like a white rainbow piercing the sun, before fiercely attacking Chen Feng.

Chen Feng remained calm and composed as he faced the sharp, blood-red slender sword.

It is said that swords and sabers are inseparable. Although Chen Zifeng's martial spirit is a sword, he and Chen Feng are completely different.

Chen Zifeng's martial spirit is the Soul-Chasing Sword, and it's a controllable flying sword.

Chen Zifeng's development direction for his martial spirit, the Soul Chaser Sword, is to remotely control the Soul Chaser Sword to attack enemies.

Chen Feng watched the blood-red sword hurtling toward him, gripped the Soul-Shattering Blade, unleashed the Soul-Shattering Blade Intent, and then channeled the power of Soul-Shattering.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his sword, and dense black blade light transformed into a net of blades, enveloping Chen Zifeng's Soul-Chasing Sword.

From a distance, Chen Zifeng watched as Chen Feng unleashed a net of blades to intercept his Soul-Chasing Sword.

With a series of movements of his right hand, he controlled the Soul-Chasing Sword remotely.

As Chen Zifeng's martial spirit, the Soul-Chasing Sword is connected to his mind and responds to his every thought.

The blood-red blade of the Soul-Chasing Sword trembled slightly and emitted a sword cry. Then, the tip of the Soul-Chasing Sword flashed with blood-red light and actually spat out a three-inch red sword beam.

At the same time, two yellow spirit rings shone on the Soul-Chasing Sword, indicating the first spirit skill, Sharpness, and the second spirit skill, Break.

With the enhancement of his two soul skills, Chen Zifeng's Soul-Chasing Sword became even sharper.

At the same time, the black ten-thousand-year soul ring on the Soul Chasing Sword shone brightly. This was Chen Zifeng's fifth soul skill, his strongest attack soul skill: Kill!

In the blink of an eye, the black net of blades clashed with the blood-red Soul-Chasing Sword.

Under Chen Zifeng's control, the Soul-Chasing Sword thrust left and right, searching for gaps in the blade net, and finally successfully broke through Chen Feng's blade net interception, charging towards Chen Feng.

The black net of blades that were bypassed left messy blade marks on the thick, uncarved granite floor of the training ground.

Chen Feng watched as the Soul-Chasing Sword nimbly dodged his net of blades in mid-air, and thought to himself, "This Chen Zifeng is quite capable."

Chen Feng immediately decided to enhance Chen Zifeng's strength, and black light shone brightly on Chen Feng's Soul-Breaking Blade.

Chen Feng used his first soul skill, Sharpening Knife.

With the enhancement of his first soul skill, Chen Feng's attack power was greatly increased.

In the next instant, Chen Feng swung his Soul-Shattering Blade and clashed with the oncoming crimson longsword.

"Bang!!" The Soul-Chasing Sword was directly shattered by Chen Feng, and the blood-red light on the sword instantly dimmed.

Immediately afterwards, the Soul-Chasing Sword was sent flying twenty meters away by Chen Feng's immense force, before it slammed into the granite ground of the training ground.

In close combat, Chen Feng's slashing attacks far surpass those released from a distance. This is because only close-quarters combat can fully utilize Chen Feng's terrifying physique, capable of withstanding a 50,000-year-old soul ring, and the inherent sharpness of the Soul-Breaking Blade.

Releasing blade energy remotely is merely a means for Chen Feng to unleash the energy within his body; its power is definitely less than that of close combat.

Chen Zifeng, fifty meters away, suddenly let out a painful groan.

The martial spirit is closely related to the user. Chen Zifeng felt that his Soul Chasing Sword was almost broken just now, and at the same time, the spiritual power attached to the Soul Chasing Sword was directly annihilated.

The two factors combined caused Chen Zifeng's face to turn deathly pale.

Fifty meters away from Chen Zifeng, Chen Feng shattered the blood-red slender sword with a single strike, then slammed his foot off the granite ground and charged towards Chen Zifeng.

Chen Feng's physical strength was so great that a footprint was left on the granite ground by his kick.

Chen Feng's powerful physique, comparable to that of a Soul Saint, made him incredibly fast.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng's figure appeared in front of him, the black Soul-Breaking Blade only three inches away from Chen Zifeng's neck.

With a pale face, Chen Zifeng gave a bitter smile. "Junior Brother Chen Feng is quite skilled. I admit defeat wholeheartedly."

Chen Feng sheathed the Soul-Shattering Blade and smiled slightly, "You flatter me."

Chen Zifeng was heartbroken. After losing, he would no longer be able to represent Shrek Academy in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament, which was held once every five years.

While Chen Zifeng was wearing a bitter face.

Yan Shaozhe, looking satisfied, stroked his beard in the sky and announced loudly, "Chen Feng wins!"

Yan Shaozhe saw that Chen Zifeng's face was pale and bitter, clearly the elimination had been a big blow to him.

Yan Shaozhe transmitted his voice to Chen Zifeng, "Chen Zifeng, don't be discouraged. I've seen how excellent you are. Come to my office tonight."

Yan Shaozhe's words made Chen Zifeng's expression much better, and at the same time, he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

Chen Zifeng thought to himself, "Dean Yan Shaozhe is such a kind person!"

If Chen Zifeng knew that it was Yan Shaozhe's idea to challenge Chen Feng, I wonder if he would curse...

After calming down, Chen Zifeng put on a warm smile again and asked Chen Feng, "Junior Brother Chen Feng, if I may ask, was that black blade of light your self-created soul skill?"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, reminding Chen Zifeng, "Senior Chen Zifeng, that's right, it's a self-created soul skill."

Chen Zifeng looked at Chen Feng and felt a sudden itch in his heart. He thought to himself, "Chen Feng's self-created soul skill is so powerful. I wonder if I can learn from it. After all, my martial soul and Chen Feng's are of the same type."

Chen Zifeng smiled and asked Chen Feng, "Junior Brother Chen Feng, I sensed powerful spiritual energy within your blade's aura. Is your self-created soul skill a special way of utilizing spiritual energy?"

Chen Zifeng quickly realized that he had said the wrong thing. It is always taboo to inquire about other people's soul skills, let alone precious self-created soul skills.

It's important to know that powerful self-created soul skills can even bring prosperity to an entire sect, such as the Clear Sky Sect's ultimate techniques, the Nine Absolute Techniques of Clear Sky, and the Clear Sky Sect's supreme technique, Ring Explosion. Both can greatly enhance a soul master's strength.

Chen Zifeng quickly said, "Junior Brother Chen Feng, don't misunderstand. I misspoke, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Chen Feng smiled and said it was nothing, then retreated to the edge of the training ground.

If Chen Zifeng can learn something from the fight, Chen Feng wouldn't mind. It's someone else's skill to learn something from a battle, but Chen Feng wouldn't give Chen Zifeng any guidance.

Seeing Chen Feng approach, Ma Xiaotao said with great enthusiasm, "Honey, watch my performance now."

After saying that, Ma Xiaotao unfurled her fiery wings and flew directly to the training ground.

Ma Xiaotao had two yellow, two purple, and two black soul rings surrounding her body, and her terrifying soul power at the peak of level sixty-nine swept out in all directions.

The inner disciples around them all changed their expressions.

Even the usually proud Dai Yueheng's expression changed drastically. The higher a Soul Master's cultivation level, the greater the difference in Soul Power between each level. The difference between his level 64 Soul Power and Ma Xiaotao's peak level 69 Soul Power was absolutely huge, and Ma Xiaotao's total Soul Power was even twice that of him.

Ma Xiao's pink eyes swept over Dai Yueheng and the others.

Ma Xiaotao looked at Dai Yueheng, whose face darkened. He thought to himself, "Is this crazy woman Ma Xiaotao going to challenge me?"

Dai Yueheng's expression quickly returned to normal as Ma Xiaotao shifted her gaze to Ling Luochen, whose face was icy cold.

Ma Xiaotao had disliked Ling Luochen for a long time. Whether it was refusing to suppress her inner fire or repeatedly making sarcastic remarks, she remembered it all.

Ma Xiaotao directly pressured Ling Luochen, her peak level 69 soul power approaching level 70, making Ling Luochen's expression extremely unpleasant. Ling Luochen also released his martial soul to resist Ma Xiaotao's pressure.

Ling Luochen thought to himself, "That crazy woman Ma Xiaotao, she won't challenge me, will she? Waaah, damn it, Ma Xiaotao, you big-breasted, brainless woman, if you really knock me out and prevent me from representing Shrek Academy in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Competition, then you just wait and see how I'll make you wear a green hat. I'll be in your master bedroom, on your bed, with Chen Feng..."

At this moment, Ma Xiaotao's aura clashed fiercely with Ling Luochen's, like ice and fire, one blue and one red.

Between low and high temperatures, Ma Xiaotao naturally had the upper hand, and Ling Luochen's aura was directly suppressed by Ma Xiaotao and kept shrinking.

Just when Ling Luochen thought he was about to be challenged by Ma Xiaotao.

Yan Shaozhe transmitted his voice to Ma Xiaotao, saying, "Xiaotao, Ling Luochen is the team's control-type Soul Master, we can't let him be eliminated."

Upon hearing her teacher Yan Shaozhe's telepathic message, Ma Xiaotao immediately lost her composure and shifted her gaze. Although Ma Xiaotao disliked Ling Luochen, she thought that the stronger the Shrek Academy team was, the better, so she decided to let Ling Luochen off the hook.

Ma Xiaotao glanced disdainfully at Ling Luochen, who was completely suppressed by her. The disdain in her eyes made Ling Luochen furious. The angrier she got, the colder Ling Luochen's pretty face became.

Instantly, a chilling aura enveloped Ling Luochen's body, with temperatures dropping to minus 120 degrees Celsius swirling around him.

Frozen, Yao Haoxuan and Xixi beside him couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Xi Xi looked at Ling Luo Chen in surprise. Ling Luo Chen's soul power had improved very quickly in the past year. In the past, Ling Luo Chen's soul power was one level lower than hers, but now Ling Luo Chen not only surpassed her by three levels in soul power, but even the low temperature released by his martial soul was far superior to before.

Xi Xi couldn't help but wonder, what kind of magic pill did Ling Luochen take? Or did he obtain some kind of fortuitous opportunity? How could he have progressed so quickly? Could it be because he was motivated to improve himself after his man was stolen?

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