A Fateful Showdown

"A move like that from the two of them..."

Haibodong, Jia Xingtian, Gu He, and several other Dou Wangs wore strange expressions as they looked at one another. In the end, Haibodong voiced the question: "Aren't they the same?"

The implication was—why did they have two different names?

The deeper implication was—could it really be a coincidence?

To these Dou Huangs and Dou Wangs, whether it was Xiao Yan's self-proclaimed Great Flame Ring or the little pellet Nalan Yanran had thrown, which Xiao Yan had named the "Spiral Shuriken," their fundamental principle was rotation.

For Dou Huangs with eyesight as sharp as theirs.

And naturally, that included Gu He and the other Dou Wangs.

It was not difficult to see through the essence of these two Dou Techniques.

The difficult part was reproducing them.

In other words, they lacked the specific circulation routes of Dou Qi required to execute this type of Dou Technique. Even if such a technique had been designed for only one person, as long as one grasped the design philosophy rather than merely the technique's underlying principle, it could safely be adapted into a version one could use—a version better suited to oneself.

Therefore, in the end, knowing the principle was not particularly useful.

After all, even if you knew the principle...

Did you know what threshold the rotational speed had to reach?

Did you know precisely how the Dou Qi needed to circulate?

Unless you possessed a body capable of regenerating from a drop of blood.

Otherwise, even a minor mistake during circulation could easily inflict severe harm upon yourself. Thus, principles could only provide an idea. The actual development still depended on the creator's philosophy. Of course, if one was not afraid of dying, one could try it personally.

That was not the point!