Douluo: Starting by Building Guns Chapter 47

Shen Feng's right hand surged with purple lightning, and the Leiming Blade manifested accordingly.

Lifting his foot to step on the massive head of the Moonlight Savage Bear, Shen Feng raised the Leiming Blade, aiming the tip at the creature's vulnerable eyes.

As soul power surged, the Leiming Blade instantly lit up with a sharp, piercing blade glow.

"Xiao Feng, wait a moment!"

Just as Shen Feng was about to strike, Dugu Bo called out to stop him in time.

"Look, what is that?"

Shen Feng looked over in confusion, only to see a glimmer of lightning shining in the distance.

A giant scorpion with a deep blue exoskeleton and lightning constantly blooming around its body was silently approaching them through the poison mist, seemingly unafraid of Dugu Bo's poison formation at all.

"Thunder Armor Scorpion, it's actually a Thunder Armor Scorpion."

Seeing the giant scorpion appear, Shen Feng's eyes widened.

Although the Thunder Armor Scorpion was not a Power Attack System soul beast and did not provide a massive boost to strength, its extremely exaggerated lightning attribute and offensive capabilities could definitely compensate for its lack of raw power.

One only had to look at the violent lightning blooming around its body, which could directly cleave through Dugu Bo's poison formation to the point of being immune to all toxins, to see how formidable its power was.

As the Thunder Armor Scorpion drew closer, Shen Feng finally saw its full appearance.

It was 1.7 meters long, with strong and powerful pincers, six legs as sharp as spears, and a tail as thick as an adult's calf, composed of thirty-six segments of deep blue tail bones, held high in the air. At the tip was a watermelon-sized deep blue tail hook, brimming with lightning and ready to strike.

"1.7 meters long, 3.6 meters of tail, thirty-six segments—exactly thirty-six thousand years."

"Haha, this is perfect for me."

"Old man, I don't want this Moonlight Savage Bear anymore; this Thunder Armor Scorpion is much better suited for me."

As he finished speaking, soul power surged within Shen Feng's body. The Black Scale Armor instantly covered him from head to toe, and his first and second soul rings lit up. He transformed into a streak of purple-black lightning, lunging straight at the Thunder Armor Scorpion.

The next moment, Shen Feng appeared above the Thunder Armor Scorpion, gripping the crackling Leiming Blade with both hands, tip pointed downward, and stabbed fiercely toward the creature's eyes.

A thirty-six-thousand-year-old Thunderlight Scorpion was equivalent to a Soul Saint-level powerhouse among human soul masters, so it was naturally not an easy target to deal with.

Although Shen Feng's attack was extremely fast, it clearly did not exceed the reaction limits of the Thunder Armor Scorpion.

Clang—

In that split second, the Thunder Armor Scorpion raised its pincers, moving faster than the eye could follow to clamp down on Shen Feng's Leiming Blade, while its tail hook, already primed for action, rose high.

Swish—

Moving like thunder and fast as lightning, the Thunder Armor Scorpion's thick tail instantly turned into a blue afterimage, the sharp tail hook stabbing directly at Shen Feng, who was caught in the transition between his old force and his new one.

"Hah—"

Shen Feng let out a loud shout, and his third soul ring suddenly lit up. Amidst the flashing lightning, a massive repulsive force erupted from his body, instantly pushing the Thunder Armor Scorpion's tail hook off its original trajectory.

"Take the fight elsewhere, don't disturb Yanyan while she absorbs her soul ring."

Dugu Bo shouted sternly. A giant palm formed of earth instantly slapped the Thunder Armor Scorpion, not only helping Shen Feng break free from the restraint but also sending the creature flying dozens of meters away.

Shen Feng gave Dugu Bo an embarrassed look before activating his second soul skill again, chasing after the Thunder Armor Scorpion.

Seeing that Shen Feng had reached the battlefield, Dugu Bo waved his hand, causing thick earthen walls to rise from the ground, encircling a twenty-meter-diameter arena with Shen Feng and the Thunder Armor Scorpion at its center.

"Fight seriously; I will hold the line for you."

As he spoke, Dugu Bo's figure was already standing atop the high earthen wall.

Shen Feng looked back at his only spectator, Dugu Bo, and raised his right hand to give him a thumbs-up.

"Hoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Shen Feng's eyes narrowed. As soul power surged within him, the Water and Fire Dual Soul Cores in his dantian rotated rapidly. One red and one white, dragon wings burning with exotic flames erupted from Shen Feng's back.

Shen Feng flapped his wings and took flight. On the ground, the Thunder Armor Scorpion appeared slightly restless, its feet retreating continuously, its tail hook swaying back and forth, while it emitted faint, hissing sounds from its mouth.

Soul beasts had keen senses; the higher their cultivation, the sharper their perception.

Earlier, Dugu Bo's burst of soul power had easily swatted it dozens of meters away, which had already made it feel that something was wrong.

Now that the high walls had risen, trapping it like a beast in a cage, and its only opponent had taken to the sky, it seemed to have foreseen its own end.

However, soul beasts were different from humans. Humans might kneel and beg for mercy in the face of life-and-death crises, but soul beasts would only fight to the death.

In an instant, the Thunder Armor Scorpion erupted with lightning, all of its thunder gathering into its watermelon-sized blue tail hook.

Lightning flashed, and countless violent, uncontrollable bolts of electricity sprayed out from the scorpion's tail hook.

Centered on its body, it formed a massive lightning net covering a radius of several dozen meters.

Shen Feng frowned slightly. His soul power circulated frantically, and a large amount of purple-black lightning erupted from his own body. He focused all his attention on the Thunder Armor Scorpion, preparing to deal with the dangerous strike that was to follow.

The next moment, the jumping lightning net paused for an instant, then frantically converged toward the scorpion's tail hook.

Swish—

Suddenly, a sound of tearing air rang out. A short, sharp burst of compressed lightning plasma, like a laser beam, shot straight toward Shen Feng's face.

Shen Feng's pupils contracted sharply; there was no time to dodge.

Subconsciously, he raised the Leiming Blade, narrowly blocking the strike.

Swish, swish, swish, swish—

However, the attacks from the Thunder Armor Scorpion did not pause. A continuous stream of compressed thunder-slurry, resembling fine raindrops, assaulted Shen Feng frantically.

"Holy crap!"

With a loud shout, Shen Feng immediately activated his Second Soul Skill, transforming into lightning to flee to the side.

The Thunder Armor Scorpion immediately swiveled its tail, acting like an anti-aircraft gun, and fired in close pursuit of Shen Feng's backside.

For a moment, the entire scene was a perfect recreation of anti-aircraft guns firing at a plane.

Shen Feng continuously triggered his Second Soul Skill, flashing about while shouting: "Holy crap, crap, crap, crap, you damn thing! You're a giant scorpion, a carbon-based lifeform, not an anti-aircraft gun! Can you even handle firing at such a high frequency and over such a long distance?"

Dugu Bo, perched on an earthen wall, had black lines on his forehead. What kind of vulgar language was that? Was this appropriate for an old man like him to hear?

"Xiao Feng, are you actually capable or not? If you can't do it, let me handle it. You're just wasting time."

Hearing this, Shen Feng suddenly hovered in mid-air, rapidly brandishing his Leiming Blade to block a series of compressed thunder beams.

"How can a man ever say he isn't capable?"

"Damn you, you stinking scorpion, eat my American Style Iaijutsu!"

He flipped his hand to retrieve a machine gun from his bracer and lightly pulled the trigger, causing a massive volume of bullets to pour out from the muzzle.

Rat-tat-tat-tat—, rat-tat-tat-tat—

Relying on the high rate of fire of the firearm combined with his Second Soul Skill, Thunder Flash, Shen Feng fought and dodged simultaneously, actually managing to suppress the Thunder Armor Scorpion for a brief moment.

However, the damage from the rifle was still too small. While it could break through the Thunder Armor Scorpion's hard bone armor, it couldn't deal any fatal wounds.

Taking advantage of the brief suppression of the Thunder Armor Scorpion, Shen Feng retracted the rifle, flipped his hand to take out a cylindrical bomb, bit off the pin, and tossed it down toward the Thunder Armor Scorpion below.

Puff—

A muffled explosion sounded, and a large amount of white dust sprayed out. The next moment, endless white flames centered on the Thunder Armor Scorpion, spreading and burning fiercely across a radius of over 20 meters.

Hiss, hiss—

Scorched by the flames, the Thunder Armor Scorpion let out a shrill cry and fled in a panic, continuously activating the thunder power within its body in an attempt to extinguish the suddenly ignited fire.

However, all of this was in vain.

Because what Shen Feng had thrown was not an ordinary bomb, but a White Phosphorus Bomb, known in the wars of his past life as "Hellfire."

White phosphorus is simple to extract and has an extremely low ignition point. Once it burns, the temperature reaches as high as 800 degrees Celsius, and in confined spaces, it can even reach 1000 degrees Celsius. Furthermore, it cannot be extinguished by water and is extremely prone to reigniting.

With such high temperatures and such adhesive properties, even Ma Hongjun's Phoenix flames were far from reaching this level for the time being.

Extending his right hand, Shen Feng activated the fire-control ability of his Fire Dragon Soul Bone, instantly compressing all the white phosphorus flames around the Thunder Armor Scorpion, doing his utmost to raise the temperature of the fire.

Hiss, hiss, hiss—

The assault of temperatures exceeding one thousand degrees immediately caused the Thunder Armor Scorpion to hiss incessantly and roll about without stop.

Even though its shell was extremely hard and the thunder within its body was incredibly violent, and its 36,000-year soul power cultivation gave it combat strength comparable to a seven-ring Soul Saint, it had no way to deal with these inextinguishable white phosphorus flames.

Although the 1000-degree white phosphorus flames could not burn through its outer shell, the super-high temperature would absolutely steam it alive from the inside out.

At this moment, its own indestructible shell had completely become the steamer pot that was cooking it.

Watching this dramatic scene before him, the corners of Dugu Bo's mouth twitched uncontrollably. "A Living Yama, he's simply a Living Yama. He doesn't look like an orthodox soul master at all."

"However, I really like it. Hehehe."

Hunting soul beasts was not difficult, and absorbing a soul ring was even simpler.

By dusk, Shen Feng, who had absorbed the soul ring later, was the first to successfully complete the process.

A surging, torrential wave of soul power erupted from Shen Feng's body, and four soul rings—yellow, purple, purple, and black—slowly rotated around him.

Slowly opening his eyes, a brilliant flash of thunderous light flickered through Shen Feng's pitch-black pupils.

Clenching his fists and feeling the suddenly expanded power within his body, Shen Feng felt quite unaccustomed to it.

Dugu Bo appeared silently behind Shen Feng, a smile on his lips as he said, "Awake? A 36,000-year Fourth Soul Ring—how does it feel?"

Shen Feng was startled, his right hand pushing against the ground as he instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning, flipping and darting over ten meters away.

Seeing that the person was Dugu Bo, Shen Feng's vigilance dropped immediately. "Old man, are you bored or something?"

Dugu Bo laughed heartily. "Not bad speed. It seems you've improved quite a bit. What level are you now?"

Shen Feng felt the soul power still brimming within his dantian. "Not more, not less—exactly level 50."

Closing his eyes, Shen Feng released his mental power to perceive his surroundings, then opened his eyes and said, "My mental power has also improved significantly. I reckon I could absorb a soul beast of over 50,000 years now."

Dugu Bo's expression stiffened, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. "Your mental power has already reached the level of a Soul Douluo?"

Shen Feng shook his head, then nodded again. "I don't know. After all, I've never seen a Soul Douluo, so how would I know how strong a Soul Douluo's mental power is?"

"But it feels about right. Anyway, I absorbed this 36,000-year Thunder Armor Scorpion quite easily."

The corners of Dugu Bo's mouth twitched uncontrollably. "You really are an out-and-out monster."

"I truly don't know what kind of sins the soul masters of your generation committed in their past lives to be born in the same era as you."

Shen Feng chuckled and said, "Each generation produces its own talents, and each leads the way for hundreds of years."

"In your era, didn't you also have peerless powerhouses like Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu who dominated the entire world?"

"Twelve years ago, Tang Hao crossed the river like a fierce dragon, fought against Martial Soul Hall, and killed their Pope, enjoying boundless prestige for a time."

"The current Pope, Bibi Dong, is also known as the youngest Pope, and her strength is unfathomable."

"At the end of the day, every era has its own monsters, but these monsters are just hiding and developing in secret; how could you easily discover them, old man?"

Dugu Bo nodded thoughtfully: "What you say makes sense. Until the very end when they shake the world, no one knows which monster will have the last laugh."

"I heard that Godwind Academy also has someone with Innate Full Soul Power, but Godwind Academy couldn't protect him. To avoid being the nail that sticks out, they actually forcibly suppressed his cultivation pace, which is truly a waste of his talent."

"Feng Xiaotian?" Shen Feng exclaimed in surprise.

Shen Feng hadn't expected Dugu Bo to suddenly bring up Feng Xiaotian, nor did he expect that there was this factor behind his slow soul power growth.

But thinking about it, it made sense; Martial Soul Hall, Clear Sky Sect, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—these one hall and three sects hadn't produced any genius soul masters with Innate Full Soul Power in twenty years.

If Feng Xiaotian had been too high-profile, Godwind Academy, which lacked a Title Douluo to hold the fort, probably wouldn't have been able to protect him.

Dugu Bo nodded in contemplation: "That sounds like the name. When Yanyan and the others went to Godwind Academy for a friendly match, they competed against him."

"I heard from Yanyan that he is already 22 years old this year, and his soul power is only at level 45. At this rate, whether he can reach the rank of Title Douluo in the future is anyone's guess."

"It's a pity. If his talent hadn't been exposed so early, he might have had a chance to shock the world in the future."

Shen Feng fell silent; he believed Dugu Bo's words.