20: Wind Sword Sect's Magic Sword
"Dugu Feng, I want to challenge you. My soul power level is lower than yours. Let the boss increase it for me. Is that okay?"
Feng Ling pointed his blue lightsaber and issued a challenge. He also knew how to save face, so he made up a reason.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Li stood up with a provocative look on his face.
All the students around looked at Dugu Feng.
Even Ge Ying looked over. He had a calm expression and did not try to stop the dispute between Ning Rongrong and Dugu Feng.
In his opinion, it was just a joke between children.
They are all children of status, so as long as nothing unexpected happens, they can make as much noise as they want.
Do you really think these students come to school to learn knowledge?
"Brother Feng, you want to challenge me, right?
My soul power is two levels higher than yours, so both of you should come together, or else people will say that I am bullying the weak!"
Dugu Feng said arrogantly.
Ning Rongrong was a little bit incredulous at first, then she showed an excited look: "This is what you asked for. If you lose, you have to recognize me as the boss!"
Feng Ling and Feng Li immediately revealed meaningful looks, you probably don't know how special our Feng Jian Sect is!
"Second brother, what is one plus one equal to in our Fengjian Sect?" Feng Ling asked exaggeratedly.
"Brother, one plus one must at least equal five. I think this kid is a little stupid!" Feng Li cooperated tacitly.
Although these two look like villains, the people around them seem to agree with them.
Even Gowing agreed.
The uniqueness of the Fengjian Sect lies in the fact that they cooperate with each other to form a sword formation, so the individual strength is not that overbearing.
"Dugu Feng's poison is very strong, but he is a little too confident facing the Feng brothers. I hope he won't get hurt when they fight each other later!" Ge Ying thought.
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong walked out with her head held high and chest puffed out. Although she didn't show anything, she looked very proud.
Dugu Feng curled his lips and followed.
When other students see that they are having fun, they will definitely call their friends to share the happiness.
The fighting arena is just behind the teaching building. It is a high platform made of fences, about two meters high and made of granite, which is large enough for fighting between these elementary school students.
Dugu Feng came to the high platform.
Looking at the Feng brothers standing opposite him, he said, "Dugu Feng, martial soul Jade Phosphorus Snake, thirteenth level first ring combat soul master, please teach me!"
The atmosphere around became serious. Neither the people watching nor Ning Rongrong showed any sign of slacking off.
Fighting spirits are duels between nobles, and it is an unreserved competition, and every match should be taken seriously.
"Feng Li, martial spirit wind sword, eleventh level first ring weapon spirit master!"
"Feng Ling, martial spirit Wind Sword, eleventh level first ring weapon spirit master, please!"
"Ning Rongrong, martial soul Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, level 12 first-ring weapon soul master!" Ning Rongrong actually reported her martial soul seriously.
Even when the two brothers of the Feng family appeared, she still chose to enhance their power.
It must be said that Ning Rongrong attaches great importance to Dugu Feng, and secretly said: "Dugu Bo of the Dugu Family has just broken through to the Titled Douluo, making the Dugu Family's strength leap to the top force.
Dugu Feng's face was calm, and he held a snake in his hand. He seemed to have done a deep study of toxins. If he grows up, he will be a strong man. This time, it's just right to test his quality!"
If Dugu Feng could hear Ning Rongrong's inner voice, he would definitely be surprised. Is this the same willful Ning Rongrong?
It turned out that Ning Rongrong had been provoking him since he entered the classroom, and she had a purpose.
At this time, Ning Rongrong moved.
"The seven treasures turn into colored glaze!" As she spoke, her slender body floated and spun around in place.
Brilliant colorful light enveloped his entire body, and eventually all the colorful light turned into a colorful pagoda more than a foot high in the palm of his right hand.
The pagoda was sparkling with precious light, and it looked extremely noble. With the contrast of colorful light, Ning Rongrong looked as ethereal as a fairy, and she really had the temperament of a princess.
"The seven treasures have names, one of which is power!" A circle of yellow soul ring rose from under her feet and enveloped the colorful pagoda.
The first soul skill increases strength by 20%, which may not seem like much, but this soul skill increases as soul power grows.
When it comes to being a Great Soul Master, it is 30%, and when it comes to being a Soul Master, it is 40%. The stronger the strength, the greater the increase. This is the terrifying aspect of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda soul skill.
Two colorful lights were released and enveloped Feng Ling and Feng Li.
The two brothers were already holding wind swords, ready to attack.
At this time, under the boost of Ning Rongrong, it was as if he had taken a tonic pill, his face became rosy and his whole body was full of strength.
"Storm Sword!"
"Storm Sword!"
Feng Ling and Feng Li's lightsabers flashed, and in an instant they turned into illusory sword shadows.
The sword shadows grew longer in the wind, and each of them split into six long swords in the air. With their normal first soul skill, they could split into twelve lightsabers by themselves.
But now they are just at level eleven, their soul skills are not yet mature, and they can only control six.
The two of them together make twelve blue lightsabers.
The lightsaber rose into the air and turned into a huge sword.
Twelve giant swords formed a circular sword formation, which was quite scary.
The sword formation covered Dugu Feng.
This is the special feature of the Wind Sword Sect, which is very different from other weapon spirits. They focus on controlling swords and sword formations.
In Dugu Feng's opinion, it is a bit like a magic sword.
"Purple phosphorus poison!"
Dugu Feng smiled indifferently, his eyes turned purple, and thick purple mist spewed out of his mouth.
The purple mist quickly spread in the air and rushed towards the Feng brothers.
This purple mist condensed in the air and did not dissipate, covering the sky and making the entire fighting arena covered with a layer of mist.
Ning Rongrong and the other two on the opposite side were shocked. Why was the poisonous fog covering such a large area?
"His soul power is only at level thirteen, how can his attack be so powerful!" Ge Ying in the audience frowned and was also a little shocked.
Normally, the attack power of the first soul ring of a thirteenth-level soul master is very weak. It is impossible for him to cover the entire arena with a single attack like Dugu Feng could.
What he didn't know was that Dugu Feng's soul power was amplified by elixir beads, and there were two elixir beads in total. The strength of his soul power was simply incomparable to that of ordinary people.
Changes have occurred again on the fighting spirit stage.
Of the twelve lightsabers in the sky, six of them intertwined and turned into a shield, spinning continuously.
Their lightsabers had wind attributes, and when the two brothers saw how fierce Dugu Feng's poisonous mist was, they immediately made changes and tried to use the wind to blow away the purple mist.
The other six swords formed a circle, dropped from the sky, and stabbed towards Dugu Feng's position.
"Dangdangdangdangdang!"
There were six stabbing sounds, and six lightsabers stabbed the ground, creating sparks, but there was no sign of Dugu Feng.
Shrouded in the purple mist, Dugu Feng's sharp eyes allowed him to move a few steps to the right using the snake-belly sword technique and dodge when the lightsaber was slashing down.
The Feng brothers on the opposite side looked somewhat frightened.
They had already smelled the strong fishy odor and were feeling a little dizzy.
Dugu Feng shook his head as he watched. The sword-wielding skills of the two lacked variety and were too immature.