Douluo Dalu: Huo Yuhao Knows the Plot

Chapter 32: Soul Grandmaster Ning Tian (Middle)

The fiery red and emerald green glows emanated from Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er, respectively. Nanmen Yun'er was graceful; although her spirit was a beast, it didn't make her as grotesque as Liang Siyuan. Instead, a pair of emerald green wings, shaped like moth wings, appeared on her back.

Wu Feng, on the other hand, was more eye-catching. As the Red Dragon spirit possessed her, her already ample figure expanded even more, until her school uniform was torn into pieces and scattered.

The eyes of the watching male students nearly popped out, especially those of the older students, who craned their necks, staring intently, afraid of missing the beautiful scene. However, they were destined to be disappointed. Wu Feng knew her situation and had naturally prepared in advance. Underneath the torn uniform was a skintight leather suit, which was extremely elastic and remained intact.

"Hah!" Seeing that Liang Siyuan had already attacked, Wu Feng didn't hesitate, swinging her left arm. Wu Feng's spirit was the fire-attribute Red Dragon, and the transformation after the dragon spirit possession was called dragonification. For example, Bei Bei's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon had his left arm transformed into a claw. In Wu Feng's case, it was in the form of scales. Her left hand, and even her entire left arm, including the left side of her face, were now covered in fiery red scales.

"Stomp, stomp, stomp!"

Both of them retreated six steps. Wu Feng suddenly raised her head, her eyes fixed on Liang Siyuan like an eagle. She remained calm on the surface, but in reality, she knew that she had suffered a slight loss in the head-on collision. However, she was ultimately a stubborn person. The numbness in her left hand subsided in a short time. This time, without waiting for Liang Siyuan to attack, Wu Feng took the initiative.

On the other side, Nanmen Yun'er and Liang Jingjing were also engaged in battle. Nanmen Yun'er was very fast, leaving behind afterimages as she moved and dodged.

Liang Jingjing's fighting style was more interesting. Five large pancakes, nearly two meters in diameter, revolved around her. Four of them stood in the east, west, south, and north directions, while the remaining one hovered above. At the same time, the five pancakes rotated rapidly around Liang Jingjing, looking like an upside-down water tank from afar.

Nanmen Yun'er attacked repeatedly, but Liang Jingjing's defense was impenetrable, giving her no chance to take advantage. For a time, she was furious. Her strength lay mainly in speed, but her attack power was somewhat lacking. Liang Jingjing's defensive style happened to restrain her. Little did she know that Liang Jingjing on the other side was also suffering. Her spirit, the pancake, was originally a food-type spirit. It was only after she insisted on absorbing the spirit ring of the Xuan Turtle spirit beast that its nature changed, gaining a certain degree of defense. However, because it was a food-type spirit, its defense was ultimately weak. Although it seemed on the surface that Nanmen Yun'er had made no progress, the actual situation was that she had consumed a large amount of soul power to quickly repair her spirit.

Seeing that she couldn't break through the damned pancakes for a while, Nanmen Yun'er simply abandoned two of them and attacked Liang Siyuan. However, Liang Jingjing was not an easy target to deal with and had anticipated this. Two pancakes quickly flew towards Nanmen Yun'er.

Sensing the strong wind behind her, Nanmen Yun'er quickly dodged to the side. The next moment, the rapidly rotating pancakes brushed past her, the resulting force messing up Nanmen Yun'er's hair. She looked back, deeply feeling how troublesome this half-baked defensive-type soul master was. Originally, she had planned to abandon Liang Jingjing first and quickly deal with Liang Siyuan together with Wu Feng, so that they could manipulate the other side at will. Now it seemed that Liang Jingjing was not stupid either and probably wouldn't give her a chance to attack Liang Siyuan.

The battle on the field fell into a stalemate for a time. Liang Siyuan and Wu Feng were both assault-type soul masters, and neither was willing to give in to the other. They tacitly chose not to use soul skills, but instead chose a fist-to-flesh fighting style, which was evenly matched.

Nanmen Yun'er failed to attack Liang Siyuan and continued to stalemate with Liang Jingjing. Although she couldn't break through the damned pancakes in a short time, she could see that Liang Jingjing's soul power consumption was definitely higher than her own. Since she couldn't break through in a short time, she would just stalemate like this and consume the opponent's soul power. She had full confidence in this regard. Not to mention the opponent's soul power consumption, her cultivation was already higher than the opponent's. Moreover, their logistics support was not something that Liang Jingjing and the others could compare with.

Ning Ruoxue stood behind Liang Jingjing, and the five rotating pancakes also protected her. Otherwise, Nanmen Yun'er would have attacked her long ago. This was the tragedy of support-type soul masters. Without using soul tools, they could only hide behind their teammates, no matter how talented they were, they could only be appendages of others. However, Ning Ruoxue couldn't think too much now. Seeing Liang Jingjing sweating on her forehead, she slightly raised the pagoda in her left hand and whispered a soul incantation, "Seven Treasures are Named, First is, Soul." After speaking, a colorful light flew out from the pagoda and landed on Liang Jingjing.

As the colorful light entered her body, Liang Jingjing felt her soul power increase out of thin air, and her body was as comfortable as if it had been nourished by rain after a long drought. Liang Jingjing was mentally excited, as if she had been injected with adrenaline.

"Hmph, you have support, don't we? Miss!" Nanmen Yun'er snorted coldly and turned to Ning Tian and shouted, the meaning was self-evident.

"Is that so? Using one's weaknesses against the enemy's strengths, knowing that it is impossible and doing it anyway, that's not called tough, that's called brainless. Big breasts, no brains, the ancients did not deceive me."

"What are you talking about? Our cultivation is about defying fate. If we retreat when we encounter the strong, then what are we cultivating for? We must know that the path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, if we don't advance, we retreat."

The two students who had mocked earlier looked at each other, bowed slightly to the person who spoke, and saluted, "Thank you, Teacher Wang, for your teachings, the students understand."

(Four in the morning, woken up by the neighbors arguing, good heavens, they even threw the pot downstairs.)

(Adding more for the shattered space-time, thank you for the reward ^ _ ^ .)