Douluo's Nightmare Charm

Chapter 162 Ma Hongjun VS Feng Xiaotian

"This Feng Xiaotian, why is he only at level 42, only one level higher than Hongjun." Feeling the fluctuation of Feng Xiaotian's soul power, Huo Xuan frowned and said.

You know, Feng Xiaotian is born full of soul power, and his age is almost ten years older than Ma Hongjun.

Even if Ma Hongjun had taken jelly grass and his qualifications now exceeded his innate full soul power, the ten-year gap could not be made up so quickly.

What has Feng Xiaotian been doing all these years?
Beixuan sighed, this guy has always put the cart before the horse, put down his soul power cultivation, and focused on his self-created soul skills. He remembered that when Feng Xiaotian first appeared in the original book, he was 24 years old and at level 44.

With the speed of cultivation that is full of soul power, this can no longer be described as poor, it is a waste of his unparalleled talent, people who don't know, even think that he has been lazy all these years.

A normal person with full innate soul power, 24 years old, must be above level [-] to be considered normal.

Like the Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace, no matter how talented Hu Liena is, she can at most be close to the level of full innate soul power. With better resources, she can break through level 20 at the age of [-].

If Feng Xiaotian worked hard to cultivate soul power, the 24-year-old soul king would definitely be able to do it.

"The first soul skill, wind blade array."

The battle in the sky started, Feng Xiaotian's sharp wolf claws popped out from his palm, and he swung ten semi-curved wind blades, sealing all Ma Hongjun's dodging routes when he came up.

However, the attack power of this first soul skill is insufficient. Feng Xiaotian's purpose of doing this is to buy time.

"Second Soul Skill, Twin Wolf Possession."

The two-headed wolf behind Feng Xiaotian merged with his body. This was an enhanced soul skill. After strengthening, his arms and wings merged into one and began to accumulate power.

A very obvious tactic, he wanted to use the Gale Demon Wolf's 36 consecutive slashes to win.

"Hmph, Feng Xiaotian, your tactics are always the same and you don't know how to adapt. You have no qualifications to challenge my Brother Xuan. Drink!" Ma Hongjun shouted loudly, and the flames in his body completely erupted.

Those wind blades were completely blown away by Ma Hongjun before they even got close.

After practicing Taoist Chunyang Gong, his soul power and phoenix fire became more and more pure.

"Fire Fist!" Ma Hongjun rushed towards Feng Xiaotian at the fastest speed, and punched him on both wings.

This is a boxing method taught by Yubayashi to Ma Hongjun, it is not an exquisite boxing method, just like the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, one force subdues ten times, purely using strength to defeat the enemy.

Whether or not the power of this boxing technique can be exerted depends entirely on the depth of the skill, so Ma Hongjun has become more focused on the cultivation of soul power.

In a duel, the two sides were evenly matched, but all the strength Feng Xiaotian had accumulated with great difficulty was scattered by Ma Hongjun's punch.

Although Ma Hongjun was very fat, his speed was not slow at all. The wind of his fists was wrapped in flames, and he continued to attack Feng Xiaotian's wings.

"Damn it, this fat man has completely seen through my 36 consecutive slashes. Every time he attacks the weak point of my wings, I will not be able to accumulate energy at all if this continues." Feng Xiaotian was distressed. This situation.

"Hmph, your 36 consecutive slashes can only be effective against someone who is fighting against you for the first time, but I have seen you in countless college exchange matches so far. In front of you, if you can store up your consecutive strikes to more than five strikes, even my hard training all these years will be in vain." Ma Hongjun continued to speed up his punches while speaking.

Huo Xuan smiled slightly, the current Ma Hongjun is not the original Ma Hongjun, these years, he, the soul sage, has come to the end in person, and has fought hundreds of soul fights with him.

Once the battle experience is accumulated, the power of Ma Hongjun's unique top martial soul, Fire Phoenix, will be fully revealed.

"Damn it, the fourth soul skill, double storm blades."

Three sharp blades about half a foot in length popped out between Feng Xiaotian's finger bones. An illusory wolf-shaped light and shadow emerged from behind.

This move is a skill that turns the arm into a sharp blade to further strengthen the attack power. Coupled with 36 consecutive slashes, it can double the power of this self-created soul skill.

Feng Xiaotian was too obsessed with Galewind Demon Wolf's 36 consecutive slashes, and even the soul skills served this set of self-created soul skills.

It must be because he thinks that defeating the opponent with his own self-created soul skills can highlight his genius even more.

"I said, no matter what you do today, you will not be able to complete the charge. The fourth soul skill, Shadow Wing Slash!" Ma Hongjun's body was boiling with flames, and a burning phoenix rushed out of his body.

The wings of the fire phoenix turned into sharp blades wrapped in flames and passed by Feng Xiaotian.

In an instant, all the condensed Gale Wings and Storm Blades were cut off.

This is due to the difference in the quality of the martial soul. The Gale Two-Headed Wolf is indeed comparable to the top martial soul, but now Ma Hongjun first swallowed the cockscomb phoenix sunflower, and then practiced the pure yang technique.

The Phoenix Fire continues to be refined and is already approaching the god-level martial spirit.

"Without Gale Wings, your 36 consecutive slashes will be over, the first soul skill, Phoenix Fire!" Ma Hongjun took advantage of the victory to pursue, spraying out Phoenix Fire, trapping Feng Xiaotian in a sea of ​​flames.

"Ugh!" The super high temperature and adhesion of the phoenix flame made Feng Xiaotian feel extremely uncomfortable, and let out bursts of screams.

"Little Fatty, stop!" Huo Wu hurriedly shouted.

When Ma Hongjun heard what his eldest sister said, he immediately withdrew the flames, and Feng Xiaotian fell weakly from the sky.

"Brother Feng, are you okay?" Huo Wu ran forward and helped Feng Xiaotian up. Although she did not like him and clearly rejected him, Huo Wu was grateful for his kindness to her.

"Heh... It seems that I only have this ability, not to mention Beixuan, I can't even beat his younger brother, so what qualifications do I have to stand up for you." Feng Xiaotian laughed at himself.

"I don't need you to do anything for me, Brother Feng, Huo Wu is very grateful for your kindness, but since I was a child, the only one I like is Xiaoxuan, and he treats me very well, although It’s a little playful, but it didn’t make me feel wronged.” Huo Wu said bluntly, “Brother Feng, thank you very much, sometimes you protect me and often make me feel that you are more like my real brother than Brother Wushuang. Brother, but you really should let it go."

"Hehe, maybe, but it's easier said than done." Feng Xiaotian smiled wryly.

"Then get drunk and relieve your worries." Huo Wushuang stepped forward, hooked Feng Xiaotian's shoulder and said with a smile, "Go, brother will take you to a good place, Xiaoxuan, Hongjun, come with me."

"Where are you going? I'm going too." Seeing this, Huo Wu was about to follow.

Huo Wushuang stopped him, "Little sister, you are not allowed to come with me today, this is a matter between us men."

(End of this chapter)