Chapter 234 Golden Crow Saintess Wu Ming, the Anti-Flying Demon Reappears!
Kong Xuan's spirit rings disappeared, and the Sky-Piercing Spear in his hand vanished instantly.
He withdrew his hand, looked at Qiu Xu who was stunned and seemed to have lost all confidence, and said, "Your marksmanship is not bad, but it's just not bad."
Qiu Xu never expected that he would lose not only in the soul ring ratio, but also in his most confident skill, the marksmanship.
This was indeed a huge blow to him, and at that moment he even felt a sense of unreality.
He wished it were all a dream, but how could it be?
Kong Xuan's voice came again, pulling him back to reality from his fantasy.
"If you use other soul skills, you might be able to hold on a little longer."
"However, I can see that you have your own pride, but you made the wrong choice to compete with me in marksmanship!"
At first, Qiu Xu used three amplification-type soul skills, but then he discovered that Kong Xuan did not use any soul skills and instead simply used his spear technique to fight him.
Qiu Xu then had the idea of competing with Kong Xuan in spear skills, so he did not use his other three soul skills.
As a result, he was utterly defeated in marksmanship and was no match for Kong Xuan.
He also knew that even if he used other soul skills, he would not be able to defeat Kong Xuan.
Qiu Xu looked at Kong Xuan with a complicated expression and said, "You won!"
He's not someone who can't accept defeat; if he lost, he'll accept it.
However, he then added, "But you won't keep winning forever."
Kong Xuan smiled calmly: "Losing to me is your glory, but I won't allow you to make a fuss here!"
After saying that, he looked up at Old Song in mid-air and said calmly, "Next!"
Kong Xuan spoke in a calm tone, as if he were buying vegetables on the street.
Defeating Qiu Xu, a student from Shrek Academy's inner court, was as casual as tossing away a not-so-sweet watermelon.
Old Song looked down at Kong Xuan, his brows furrowed slightly, but he said nothing.
Even if her own students are disappointing, she, as an elder of the academy, can't get angry.
She looked towards the inner court students on the viewing platform and shouted, "Send one person from the inner court to fight!"
Qiu Xu clenched his fists, looked at Kong Xuan with a face full of resentment, snorted coldly, and left the Soul Arena.
At this moment, the group of students in the inner courtyard were completely silent about who would take the stage next, a far cry from the lively laughter and chatter of before.
The twenty-odd Soul Emperors looked at each other in bewilderment. If Qiu Xu had already lost, they, the Soul Emperors, would probably not escape defeat if they went on the field. Therefore, they all turned their attention to the Soul Saints.
But even these Soul Saints are uncertain now, after all, Kong Xuan's sixth soul ring is 100,000 years old.
The power of a 100,000-year-old soul skill is something even a true martial soul body might not be able to defend against.
Cai Meier saw the expressions on everyone's faces and felt somewhat disappointed.
Why do these geniuses, whom I usually find so impressive, suddenly seem so incompetent?
"What are you all afraid of? Even if we lose, so what?!"
A delicate shout rang out, and everyone saw that Wu Ming, the Golden Crow Saintess, had stood up, one of the two active volcanoes in the inner courtyard.
"If none of you dare to go, then I'll take on this one!"
After saying that, before anyone could react, she soared into the sky and flew towards the arena.
Wu Ming does have a fiery temper, but that's precisely why she's different from those inner court students who are always worried about losing. She's not afraid of being defeated by Kong Xuan.
After all, strength is strength. Whether you're afraid or not, it doesn't change anything. If you can't beat someone, you lose.
Seeing Wu Ming enter the arena, Elder Song's expression softened slightly.
If no student from the inner courtyard accepts the challenge within half a day, that would truly be shameful.
Wu Ming glanced at Kong Xuan, and before the referee could announce the start, he said directly: "Wu Ming, Martial Soul Golden Crow, Level 74 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Saint."
Not wanting to take advantage, she directly revealed her martial spirit and soul power level.
Only then did Elder Song's voice rang out: "Soul Battle, begin!"
On the battle arena, Golden Crow Saintess Wu Ming shone with golden-red light, like a rising sun, fiery and dazzling.
A pair of magnificent golden-red crow wings unfurled behind her, and with a flap of her wings, she stirred up a scorching airflow, her figure rising dozens of meters into the air, looking down at Kong Xuan on the arena.
After Kong Xuan's overwhelming victory over Qiu Xu in the previous match, which was practically a tutorial, Wu Ming had already put away all his contempt.
She knew all too well that the true strength of this boy from the sun and moon could not be judged by common sense, nor could it be measured by ordinary Soul Emperor standards.
Therefore, she went straight into action without holding back, using her flight advantage to seize air superiority.
"You come from the sun and moon, you must have a flying soul tool, right? Take to the skies and fight me! In this sky, my Golden Crow Martial Soul reigns supreme!"
Wu Mingqing shouted, his voice carrying the unique confidence and pride of a flying soul master.
She clenched her fists, and the blazing Golden Crow True Fire began to condense, preparing to unleash a powerful aerial attack soul skill.
However, when faced with Wu Ming's challenge, Kong Xuan in the Soul Arena simply looked up at her calmly, without even taking out any flying soul tools.
He slightly raised his right hand, and the crystal-like Sky-Piercing Spear reappeared out of thin air, which he firmly grasped.
The next moment, instead of pointing the spear tip at Wu Ming in the air, he slammed the butt of the spear down onto the solid ground of the battle arena beneath his feet!
"Thump!"
A deep, resounding bang, seemingly striking straight to the soul, rang out!
Centered on the spot where the Sky-Piercing Spear struck the ground, an invisible and intangible strange force field, which seemed to be able to distort the rules, suddenly spread out like water ripples, instantly enveloping an area of nearly a hundred meters in radius centered on Kong Xuan!
The moment this force field appeared, Wu Ming's expression changed drastically high in the sky!
She felt a sudden lightness all over her body, as if some fundamental rule that sustained her flight had been forcibly altered and stripped away!
The golden crow's wings, which were originally as easy to control as her own arms, now seemed to have become mere decorations. No matter how frantically she urged her soul power, she could no longer obtain any lift from the air!
That familiar feeling of soaring vanished instantly, replaced by a heart-pounding sense of weightlessness!
"What's going on?! My ability to fly?!"
Wu Ming was horrified. She tried to steady herself, but the invisible force was so domineering that it completely stripped her of her right to fly!
"call out--!"
Under the astonished gazes of tens of thousands, the Golden Crow Saintess, who had just been soaring through the sky like a goddess of fire, now fell straight down from a height of tens of meters like a bird with broken wings, screaming in distress!
Not only her, but even the Super Douluo Elder Song, who was floating higher up and acting as the referee, trembled violently the moment that invisible force field spread out!
She clearly felt that her connection with the primordial energy of heaven and earth, especially her ability to maintain flight, was being strongly interfered with and suppressed, and her body sank slightly downwards uncontrollably!
Old Song was terrified. Almost instinctively, as a Super Douluo, his vast soul power erupted. His Azure Shadow Divine Eagle Martial Soul let out a sharp cry and forcibly broke free from the shackles of that strange force field. In an instant, he increased his altitude by nearly a hundred meters before barely escaping the range of that force field.
She remained at a safe altitude, looking down with lingering fear, her face extremely solemn.
If she had reacted even a fraction slower, this elder of the Sea God Pavilion and a Super Douluo would probably have had to perform a free fall in front of the entire academy!
That would be a complete loss of face!
"This is... the power of a domain?!"
Old Song's gaze was sharp as an eagle's as he stared intently at Kong Xuan, who stood below holding a gun, his heart filled with turmoil.
Domain—that's a powerful ability that even the vast majority of titled Douluo struggle to master!
This young man actually possesses such an abnormal domain skill at the Soul Emperor level?!
(End of chapter)