Gourd of Douluo

Until now, Feng Xiaotian is in a dilemma.

In fact, the hardness of Wang Xiaofeng's martial spirit far exceeded his expectations.

Even if the last of the thirty-six consecutive slashes is successfully executed, there is probably nothing that can be done with this iron gala.

Feng Xiaotian shook his head fiercely.

No, Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu is still watching you from the audience, you can't just give up.

Even if you lose, you must fall on the way forward. A real hero will not give up just because the enemy is strong.

In just a few seconds, Feng Xiaotian's eyes changed from confusion to determination.

"Oh? Are you no longer confused?" Wang Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes.

After three consecutive slashes, he had almost figured out the principle of Feng Xiaotian's self-created soul skill.

In fact, the principle is to use speed and gravity to continuously enhance one's attack power.

Wang Xiaofeng estimates that this increase is about 5%.

And this move is called Thirty-six consecutive cuts, and the attack power increased by the last hit is almost doubled.

"I always feel that this move is very similar to the one used by Xiao San. They are both using strength to strike."

Although it's a bit unkind to say this, according to Wang Xiaofeng's observation, Tang Sanshi's iron-forging technique was more subtle than Feng Xiaotian's thirty-six consecutive slashes.

Feng Xiaotian's fourth slash came again, and Wang Xiaofeng hid behind the gourd without showing his head.

The sharp wings set off a series of sparks on the surface of the gourd.

The huge repulsive force was transmitted from the wings to the body. Feng Xiaotian endured the severe pain while maintaining the third soul skill, and spun again, slashing downwards for the fifth time.

Five cuts…eight cuts…thirteen cuts…

The violent collision sounded like rain hitting banana trees.

With Wang Xiaofeng as the center, a large pit had exploded in the entire surrounding ground.

Except for the representatives of major forces in the VIP seats, Wang Xiaofeng could not be seen at all in the audience below the stands.

All one could see was Feng Xiaotian falling from the sky, slashing half of the gourd.

By the time he reached the seventeenth slash, Feng Xiaotian's entire body had been shaken to the point of being unable to move due to the force of the gourd's counter-shock.

But in order to maintain the uninterrupted streak, Feng Xiaotian directly burst out the remaining soul power in one breath and activated his third soul skill, which barely allowed him to regain control of his body.

"Final blow!"

Amidst the sound of gold and iron clashing, Feng Xiaotian's seventeenth consecutive slash struck Wang Xiaofeng's gourd. Suddenly, it made a huge sound like chopping a copper bell!

The energy wings were instantly shattered by the force of the backlash, and Feng Xiaotian's figure flew out, staggering and almost falling to the ground.

Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. His hands were hanging on both sides of his body. His skin was torn apart and his flesh was torn apart!

Wang Xiaofeng jumped out of the pit, and with a move of his right hand, the giant gourd shrank and flew into his palm.

Looking at the deep scratches on the surface of the gourd, Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but say: "Your self-created soul skill is pretty good."

"But I still lost." A hint of bitterness flashed across Feng Xiaotian's face. He never thought that the thirty-six consecutive slashes that even the Soul King would avoid would be broken by the young man in front of him. He felt that he had not survived for so many years. On to the dog.

Wang Xiaofeng shook his head, "It's just that your physical fitness is too poor to bring out the full power of this move. If you were stronger, you might be able to hurt me."

"Next time we meet, I will definitely impress you, and then we will have another fight." Even though he was defeated by Wang Xiaofeng, Feng Xiaotian's magnanimity remained intact, and his fighting spirit became even higher.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Wang Xiaofeng nodded indifferently.

Feng Xiaotian spent all his time on Huo Wu and wasted his talent. This failure might be a good thing for him.

The referee loudly said: "Feng Xiaotian has lost the ability to fight. Shrek wins. Please send the next student from Kamikaze Academy to the field."

Without Feng Xiaotian to support the show, the others were no match for Wang Xiaofeng.

So in the following time, Wang Xiaofeng showed off Shrek's traditional skills and successfully completed the 1v7 achievement.

Then, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly became popular.

Assistance, strong attack, defense... he is top-notch in every aspect, especially when he is less than twenty years old and his cultivation level is so high. He is simply a future titled Douluo.

The major forces somehow learned that Wang Xiaofeng had not yet joined the force, and they immediately extended an olive branch to Wang Xiaofeng.

The mailbox outside Shrek's door was cleared over and over again, and the conditions offered by various forces were getting better and better.

Until later, his daily life was inevitably affected. Wang Xiaofeng walked out of the room and said that he had no intention of joining the force for the time being and would wait until after the elite competition.

After receiving a bunch of small cards with contact information again, Wang Xiaofeng returned to his usual quiet life of obscurity.

"How is life like a big star?"

"Xiaosan, it's been a few days, and you're still teasing me about this matter." Wang Xiaofeng rubbed his hair helplessly, stood up from the pile of books, and stretched his body, "If you let me know who deliberately leaked My privacy, I will treat him well with my fists."

Flanders in the distance suddenly sneezed.

Tang San glanced at Wang Xiaofeng's table curiously, and vaguely saw the title: Ring Fusion Improvement Experiment...

Seeing Tang San looking so leisurely, Wang Xiaofeng asked, "By the way, how is their training going?"

Ever since Tang San's battle with Blazing Fire Academy, the master had been immersed in research.

After playing so many games, Master and the others also discovered that their trump card was not enough.

To put it another way, they can beat Kamikaze and the others, but they may not be able to beat Wuhundian.

More than what is lacking is more than what is lacking.

Although the Netherworld White Tiger is strong, the master has discovered by now that the martial soul fusion skills are not ranked at all in this elite competition.

What they need is like Blazing Academy, who can gather the power of seven people together and unleash a decisive blow that transcends levels and soul power.

After much deliberation, the master set his sights on Canghui Academy's seven-person soul skill fusion skill.

Masters have also done research in this aspect.

If the eight of them have the same martial spirit, it is not impossible to recreate the soul skill fusion skills of Canghui Academy in a short time.

But it happened that the eight of them had different martial spirits.

Then, Wang Xiaofeng raised a point. Since their soul skills are not related and cannot be fused, what about their soul power? Everyone has soul power.

Using soul power as a link, can condensing the soul power of seven people into one person have the same effect?

As soon as this point of view was raised, the master's eyes suddenly lit up.

In addition, Ning Rongrong was very impressive in borrowing the ring-melting cultivation method from the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Relying on the relevant theoretical parts of the ring fusion and seven-in-one soul skill fusion skills.

Wang Xiaofeng and the master worked all night for several days and finally came up with the soul link model.

The soul power of the auxiliary soul master is the most stable.

It is feasible to use Ning Rongrong and Oscar as the core to link the soul powers of the other five people together.

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Thanks to book friend Dugu Xuanguan for the tip. I’m too sleepy and don’t have the energy to update twice.