Semifinals (Part Two)

Wu Feng's words nearly made Wang Dong'er explode with anger. Even Xiao Xiao, who had been wielding the large cauldron and smashing people, couldn't help but turn her head to look in Xiao Xiao's direction amidst her busy schedule.

Wang Dong'er, the person involved, had a fair and delicate face that turned as red as an apple from anger.

Wu Feng truly didn't take Wang Dong'er seriously. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was the number one support-type Martial Soul in the world. A three-ring Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda user could provide a terrifying 40% boost to their teammates.

With such a high increase in power, Wu Feng was confident that he could fight against the Soul Elder as a Soul Grandmaster.

"How dare you look down on me? You're just a Soul Grandmaster like me. What right do you have to look down on me?"

Wang Dong'er roared as she activated her first Soul Skill, flapping her wings and charging towards Wu Feng's direction.

Just as the edge of Wang Dong'er's wings was about to touch Wu Feng's body, a ball of flame appeared on her slender hand, which had transformed into a dragon claw.

Wu Feng slightly bent his five fingers and suddenly grabbed Wang Dong'er's extremely sharp wings. Then, with veins bulging on his forehead, he flung Wang Dong'er into the air.

Then, disregarding whether Wang Dong'er would attack her rear, she charged straight at Huo Yuhao, saying arrogantly:

Huo Yuhao, I challenge you!

Wu Feng's actions were not only to prove that she was no less capable than Huo Yuhao, but also to demonstrate to those within the sect who were trying to use Ning Tian for personal gain that the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had her and hadn't reached the point where it needed to betray its young master.

This way, Ning Tian will no longer have to humbly try to win over a prodigy.

Huo Yuhao was completely bewildered by Wu Feng's actions.

"I don't think I've ever provoked this Wu Feng, have I? Why does she seem so hostile towards me?"

"Taiqing, maybe you did something to provoke her."

Those within the Sea of Consciousness were equally unable to comprehend Wu Feng's actions.

Let's not even talk about Jiang Ziya was over seventy years old when he finally descended the mountain to marry a "virgin" in her sixties, only to be kicked out of his home by his own wife.

Electrolux, betrayed by his wife and with his unborn child also becoming a victim, is even more pitiful.

As for the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, it's even more of a story. It's been single for a million years, spending all its time eating and sleeping. It's embarrassing to even mention a Ice Empress.

Among the God-Making Team, only Ice Empress probably saw through Wu Feng's behavior. The little girl probably felt uncomfortable seeing her beloved trying to win over Huo Yuhao, and was afraid that her young master would be taken away, so she came to cause trouble for Huo Yuhao.

Knowing Wu Feng's thoughts, Ice Empress didn't make a fuss, after all, she had once held the same idea.

Huo Yuhao stopped Wang Dong'er with a glance, preventing her from continuing to fight Wu Feng in mid-air.

Are you sure you want to fight me?

Wu Feng's fiery red eyes were fixed on Huo Yuhao, his expression showing no fear whatsoever.

"Yes, I want to challenge you. I know you have Second Martial Soul, but I still want to challenge you."

"OK!"

Huo Yuhao simply uttered a single word. Everyone present felt a change in Huo Yuhao's aura, followed by the emergence of a pair of Horns from the top of Huo Yuhao head. Several shimmering scales appeared at the corners of Huo Yuhao's eyes. An inexplicable sensation spread outwards from Huo Yuhao's body.

"Hmm? Domain!"

On a high platform at the highest point of the arena, a disheveled old man, greasy and reeking of alcohol, holding a chicken leg in his hand, stared intently at Huo Yuhao below. This was none other than the Gluttonous Douluo Xuanzi, who had taken an interest in Huo Yuhao at the Sea God Pavilion meeting.

At this moment, Xuan Zi disregarded the chicken leg that had fallen to the ground. He hurriedly released his Divine Power Divine Power and probed into Huo Yuhao's Ceasefire Domain. He felt that his Divine Power had been suppressed by 30% out of thin air.

"Good lad!"

How is that possible?

On the arena, Wu Feng felt all her attributes suppressed by 30%, even those attributes that Ning Tian hadn't amplified were suppressed. Even her attack power was reduced by a full 40% by this domain.

Huo Yuhao, standing before Wu Feng, exuded an icy aura that felt like steel knives scraping against Wu Feng pretty face, causing her pain.

"How is that possible? Your Martial Soul actually possesses an innate domain."

This time, Wu Feng's voice was even louder. She truly hadn't expected that Huo Yuhao's Second Martial Soul would actually have a domain that suppressed all attributes.

"Didn't you say earlier that the class monitor should come? Now that the class monitor is here, you're unhappy!"

Sensing that Nanmen Yun'er's movements suddenly slowed down, Xiao Xiao took a moment to turn around and say to Wu Feng, who was standing there in a daze:

"Damn it, you dare to get distracted while fighting me?"

Seeing that Xiao Xiao, who was fighting with her, could still be distracted by criticizing others, even Nanmen Yun'er, with her gentle personality, was almost driven crazy by Xiao Xiao.

Then, a flash of red light appeared on the emerald green wings behind Nanmen Yun'er. Her speed, which had been suppressed by Huo Yuhao, increased once again.

Only the fading afterimage of Nanmen Yun'er remained in mid-air, along with the clanging sound of wings cutting through Xiao Xiao's Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron.

Huo Yuhao, having unleashed his Second Martial Soul, did not directly attack Wu Feng. Instead, he clasped his hands together and formed a three-foot-long Ice Sword in his grasp.

"Why don't you make the first move?"

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Wu Feng flew into a rage.

You look down on me!

Despite this, Wu Feng didn't hold back. With a flash of her Second Soul Ring, a fan-shaped fire dragon surged towards Huo Yuhao.

This is her Second Soul Skill, Fire Dragon's Roar, which uses a wide-range fan-shaped fire dragon to achieve a blocking and suppressing effect.

The enormous fire dragon generated such intense heat that the air on the arena distorted.

Just as the fire dragon was about to strike Huo Yuhao, a huge ice shield materialized in front of Huo Yuhao, blocking the fire dragon.

Before the fire dragon could dissipate, Wu Feng's agile figure passed through the torrent of fire dragons, raising his dragon claws covered in flames, and reached over the large shield to grab at Huo Yuhao.

"Sizzle!"

A sound of ice and fire mingling filled the air, accompanied by billowing steam that enveloped the two figures.

Upon seeing the two figures disappear, Xuan Zi on the stands frowned. With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind generated by Soul Power dispersed the steam on the arena, revealing the two figures inside.

On the arena, Wu Feng's dragon claw, imbued with his first Soul Skill, was stabbed in mid-air by Huo Yuhao's Ice Sword, preventing it from grabbing downwards no matter how hard it tried.

The source of the water vapor was the point of contact between the sword tip and the Wu Feng's claws, from which water vapor was constantly emanating.

"Are you done? It's my turn!"

Huo Yuhao held the Ice Sword horizontally across his chest, seemingly gathering his strength.

Wu Feng, standing before him, felt an inexplicable and intense sense of danger. She had no time to retreat; she only managed to cross her scale-covered dragon claws at her chest in a defensive stance.

Before she could even see how Huo Yuhao made his move, she felt a sharp pain in her chest and was sent flying backward. As she flew, she felt as if her dragon claws had been sliced open by something sharp. However, she felt no pain; wisps of frost numbed her wounds.

"It doesn't hurt!"

These were her last thoughts after she flew off, and then she lost consciousness.