Wind Sword Sect's Magic Sword

"Dugu Feng, I challenge you! My soul power level is lower than yours, so let Eldest Brother boost me a little. No problem, right!"

Feng Ling pointed his blue light sword and issued the challenge. He knew he had to save face, so he deliberately found an excuse.

Right after him, Feng Li stood up, his face full of provocation.

All the students around them looked toward Dugu Feng.

Even Ge Ying looked over. His expression was calm, and he did not stop the conflict between Ning Rongrong and Dugu Feng.

In his eyes, it was just children playing around.

They were all children with status. As long as nothing went wrong, he could let them make trouble as they pleased.

Did anyone really think these students came to school to learn knowledge?

"The Feng Brothers, is it? A challenge?

My soul power is two levels higher than yours. You two come at me together, so no one says I was bullying the weak when word gets out!"

Dugu Feng said cockily.

Ning Rongrong first looked somewhat incredulous, then revealed an excited expression. "You asked for this. If you lose, you have to acknowledge me as Eldest Brother!"

Feng Ling and Feng Li immediately showed meaningful looks. You probably had no idea what was special about our Wind Sword Sect!

"Second Brother, in our Wind Sword Sect, what does one plus one equal?" Feng Ling asked exaggeratedly.

"Big Brother, one plus one has to equal at least five. I think this kid's brain is a little stupid!" Feng Li cooperated with perfect tacit understanding.

Although these two looked like villains, the people around them instead appeared to agree.

Even Ge Ying agreed.

The special nature of the Wind Sword Sect lay in mutual coordination and forming a sword formation. Individual strength, by contrast, was not that overbearing.

"Dugu Feng's poison is very strong, but facing the Feng Brothers at the same time is a little overconfident. I hope he doesn't get injured during the soul duel later!" Ge Ying thought.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong walked outside with her head held high. Although there was not much to hold up, she was simply very proud.

Dugu Feng curled his lips and followed as well.

When the other classmates saw there was fun to watch, of course they immediately called friends and summoned companions, wanting to share joy.

The Soul Duel Arena was right behind the Teaching Building. It was a high platform formed by railings, about two meters tall and made of granite, more than enough for duels between these elementary school students.

Dugu Feng arrived on the high platform.

Looking at the Feng Brothers standing opposite him, he said, "Dugu Feng, martial soul Jade Phosphor Serpent, Level Thirteen First Ring Battle Soul Master. Please teach me!"

The surrounding atmosphere grew solemn. Whether it was the spectators or Ning Rongrong, none of them was the least bit careless.

A soul duel was a duel between nobles, a contest with nothing held back. Every match deserved to be taken seriously.

"Feng Li, martial soul Wind Sword, Level Eleven First Ring Tool Soul Master!"

"Feng Ling, martial soul Wind Sword, Level Eleven First Ring Tool Soul Master. Please!"

"Ning Rongrong, martial soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Level Twelve First Ring Tool Soul Master!" Ning Rongrong actually introduced her own martial soul solemnly as well.

With the two Feng brothers taking the stage, she still chose to boost them.

It had to be said that Ning Rongrong took Dugu Feng very seriously, thinking to herself, Dugu Bo of the Dugu Family just broke through to Titled Douluo, making the Dugu Family's strength leap to that of a top power.

Dugu Feng's expression was calm, and he had a snake in his hand. He looked to have very deep research into poison. If he grows up, he will be another powerhouse. This is the perfect chance to test what he's made of!"

If Dugu Feng could hear Ning Rongrong's inner thoughts, he would definitely be surprised. Was this really that willful Ning Rongrong?

So from the moment Ning Rongrong had walked into the classroom and started provoking him, she had done it with a purpose.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong moved.

"Seven Treasures Manifest Glazed Tile!" As her voice fell, her slender body gracefully spun once on the spot.

Brilliant seven-colored light enveloped her entire body, and in the end, all the seven-colored light became a foot-high seven-colored pagoda in the palm of her right hand.

The pagoda shone with precious light and had a noble aura. Together with the glow of the seven-colored light, it made Ning Rongrong look as if she were floating like an immortal. She truly had a princess-like demeanor.

"Seven Treasures Have Names, first is Strength!" A yellow soul ring rose from beneath her feet and enveloped the seven-colored pagoda.

Her first soul skill boosted strength by twenty percent. It did not look like much, but this soul skill increased along with soul power growth.

When she reached Soul Grandmaster, it would be thirty percent. When she reached Soul Elder, it would be forty percent. The stronger she was, the greater the boost. This was the terrifying aspect of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's soul skills.

Two beams of colored light released outward and enveloped Feng Ling and Feng Li.

The two brothers were already holding their Wind Swords, prepared to strike.

Now, after receiving Ning Rongrong's boost, it was as if they had eaten a great tonic. Their faces turned rosy, and their whole bodies were filled with strength.

"Storm Sword!"

"Storm Sword!"

Feng Ling and Feng Li's light swords flashed, and in an instant, they had already turned into illusory sword shadows.

The sword shadows grew with the wind, each splitting into six long swords in the air. With the normal first soul skill, each of them could split into twelve light swords alone.

But right now, they had only just reached Level Eleven, and their soul skills were not yet fully practiced, so they could only control six.

Together, the two of them had only twelve Blue Light Swords.

The light swords rose into the air and turned into Sky-Covering Giant Swords.

The Twelve Giant Swords formed a Circular Sword Array, which was somewhat intimidating.

The sword array covered Dugu Feng.

This was what made the Wind Sword Sect special. It was very different from other Tool Martial Souls; they focused mainly on sword control and sword arrays.

To Dugu Feng, it seemed somewhat like a Magic Sword.

"Jade Phosphor Purple Poison!"

Dugu Feng smiled calmly. His eyes turned purple, and Thick Purple Mist sprayed from his mouth.

The purple mist rapidly spread through the air, surging toward the Feng Brothers.

The purple mist condensed in the air without dispersing, covering even the high sky and shrouding the entire Soul Arena in a layer of fog.

Across from him, Ning Rongrong and the other two were startled. Why did this Poison Fog cover such a huge area?

"He only has rank thirteen Soul Power. Why is the force of his attack so powerful?" Below the stage, Ge Ying's expression tightened, and he was somewhat shocked as well.

For an ordinary rank thirteen Soul Master, the Attack Power of their First Soul Ring would be extremely weak. How could there be someone like Dugu Feng, whose attack covered the entire arena the moment he made a move?

What he did not know was that Dugu Feng's Soul Power was enhanced by Pill Beads, and two of them at that. The depth of his Soul Power was simply not something ordinary people could compare to.

Changes had already arisen once more on the Soul Arena.

Of the Twelve Light Swords in the sky, six intertwined and transformed into a shield, spinning continuously.

Their light swords had the Wind Attribute. Seeing how fierce Dugu Feng's poisonous fog was, the two brothers immediately made a change, wanting to use wind to blow the purple mist apart.

The other six formed a circular array and descended from the sky, stabbing toward Dugu Feng's position.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

Six Piercing Sounds rang out. The six light swords struck sparks from the ground, but how could Dugu Feng still be there?

Shrouded in the purple mist, Dugu Feng's sharp eyes let him shift several steps to the right with Serpent's Belly Sword Footwork just as the light swords slashed down, dodging them.

Across from him, the Feng Brothers' faces showed some fear.

They had already smelled the pungent stench assaulting their noses, and their heads were starting to spin.

Seeing this, Dugu Feng could only shake his head. Their Sword Control Technique lacked variation. It was far too immature.