Chapter 148 The Frustrated Ling Lei Boar
Feng Xiaotian's casual remark completely enraged Ling Lei Boar.
He knew his own strength better than anyone else; he wouldn't be so furious if his sore spot hadn't been touched.
Although he was already a Title Douluo, he understood that his strength wasn't much stronger than that of a powerful Soul Douluo.
Compared to those Soul Douluos with monstrous combat power, he only had one more Soul Skill.
Now, being mocked by a junior, he finally couldn't suppress his anger and exploded.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Thunderous Strike!"
Before the words were even finished, a Thunderous Boar over ten zhang tall appeared on Ling Lei Boar's back, roaring and shaking the heavens and earth.
His eyes sharpened, and in the blink of an eye, he charged towards Feng Xiaotian like a streak of red light.
Feng Xiaotian sensed the approaching death, and out of survival instinct, he quickly jumped off his flying Soul Guidance Device.
"Boom!"
A gust of wind howled past his ears as the flying Soul Guidance Device was smashed and exploded by Ling Lei Boar.
Feng Xiaotian quickly activated his Martial Soul, using his Gale Wings to hover in the air.
Before he could catch his breath, Ling Lei Boar veered back and continued its charge towards Feng Xiaotian.
Although shocked, Feng Xiaotian was no stranger to big scenes.
A mere Title Douluo wouldn't cause him to lose his composure.
He calmed himself, recalling the teachings of his two masters, Lan Minghua and Yunshan, who had warned him not to be stubborn.
Feng Xiaotian's thoughts raced.
"This guy is indeed fast, but only in a straight line. And he doesn't seem to be familiar with flight, not as agile as I am now. In that case, I can use my full power to fly and dodge!"
Although he was only a Soul Emperor, his fifth Soul Ring was a 50,000-year-old Swift.
The 50,000-year-old Swift granted him terrifying flight speed, and now his full-speed flight was even comparable to that of a Soul Douluo.
Moreover, Ling Lei Boar was a power-attack type Title Douluo, so speed wasn't his advantage, and having only recently become a Title Douluo, his flying skills were terrible.
Feng Xiaotian smiled slightly as he watched the charging Ling Lei Boar, his wings flapping as he suddenly rose into the air.
The Ling Lei Boar could only watch helplessly as Feng Xiaotian dodged, unable to do anything about it.
This was the flaw in his soul skill—the inability to change direction flexibly.
"Damn brat, I didn't expect him to be a flying Soul Master!" Ling Leishi cursed under his breath when a whooshing sound suddenly reached his ears.
Turning his head, he saw several azure wind blades slashing towards his neck and other vulnerable spots.
"How dare he!"
Ling Leishi never expected that Feng Xiaotian would not dodge but instead launch a counterattack.
He followed closely behind him, unleashing sharp azure wind blades aimed directly at his vital points.
Don't underestimate Feng Xiaotian just because he's only a Soul Emperor; every concentrated strike
, if it hits a vital point, would injure even a Title Douluo.
Ling Leishi's pupils constricted sharply; he hadn't expected Feng Xiaotian's attacks to be so efficient, each strike perfectly timed.
"Damn it, I actually feel threatened by an attack from a Soul Emperor!"
Without hesitation, he quickly accelerated to avoid vital points.
"Bang bang bang!"
However, the azure wind blades only left faint white marks on his body.
Feng Xiaotian chuckled; those wind blades were merely feints, not his full-force attacks.
Seeing the mocking smile on Feng Xiaotian's lips, Ling Leishi was enraged.
Being ridiculed by a mere Soul Emperor was bad enough, but to be toyed with by this Soul Emperor was unacceptable!
Didn't he, a Title Douluo, have any dignity?!
"You little brat, I'll chop you to pieces!"
Ling Leishi immediately unleashed his Soul Skill, attacking Feng Xiaotian.
However, as a power-attack type Soul Master, most of his attacks were close-range, lacking ranged attacks.
Feng Xiaotian grinned, and
his fifth Soul Ring suddenly lit up. The azure wings on his back expanded several times their original size, then with a powerful tremor,
he transformed into a streak of azure lightning, visibly creating distance and causing Ling Leishi's attack to miss.
Feng Xiaotian glanced at him mockingly, then gave the remaining half of the Flying Army an order:
"All soldiers, listen to my command! Slaughter the remaining troops of the Star Luo Empire to the last man!"
The Flying Army was well-trained and did not panic despite losing half their men.
Upon hearing the order, they immediately launched a second wave of attacks.
One by one, they swooped down over the Star Luo Empire's army on the ground, simultaneously pulling the triggers of the Zhuge Crossbows on their flying soul-guided devices.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
In an instant, a volley of bolts rained down, covering the sky.
In a mere moment, the remaining Star Luo Empire troops were engulfed.
Ling Leishi snapped out of his daze, his eyes blazing with fury.
He knew that if his entire army perished, even if he won the first battle, it would be a Pyrrhic victory.
But now he was powerless, forced to watch helplessly.
Arrows rained down, and the remaining ten or twenty thousand soldiers were instantly riddled with bullets.
Even with the Soul Master soldiers' best efforts to defend, they couldn't avoid annihilation.
"Ah!!!"
Ling Leishi cried out in despair, then flew into a rage.
His eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Feng Xiaotian, wishing he could devour him alive.
"Boy, die!"
he roared, charging at Feng Xiaotian again.
Feng Xiaotian didn't panic. Instead, he commanded the remaining Flying Army to encircle and annihilate Ling Leishi.
Today, they would defeat the strong with the weak.
They would slaughter a Title Douluo with a Soul Emperor!
The Flying Army immediately increased the speed of their flying Soul Guidance Devices to their maximum, several times faster than before.
These Flying Army soldiers who survived the attack of the Thunder Boar were the elite of the elite.
Flying soul tools were like wings to them, used with effortless ease and without any loss of control.
They swiftly surrounded the Thunder Boar like a flock of crows, launching surprise attacks with large, powerful Zhuge Crossbows.
The large Zhuge Crossbows were incredibly powerful; each bolt possessed the full force of a powerful attack-type Soul Saint's strike.
Even though the Thunder Boar was a Title Douluo, he dared not take so many bolts head-on at once.
"Second Soul Skill, Mad Armor!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Thunder Boar's body suddenly sprouted hard scales, like those of a Mad Boar.
The rapidly falling bolts struck them, creating a continuous clanging sound.
Although he had defended, the Thunder Boar was nearly driven mad with rage.
He, a Title Douluo, could not believe he had been so humiliated by a group of Soul Masters whose highest rank was only Soul Emperor.
Unforgivable, unforgivable!
"I'll kill you all! Eighth Soul Skill, Thunderous Strike!"
Instantly, lightning roared within a hundred-meter radius of Ling Lei Shi, transforming the area into a lightning domain.
Although this move was incredibly powerful, it had a fatal flaw:
he couldn't move while casting the skill.
Feng Xiaotian saw through this and quickly ordered the Flying Army to create distance, easily escaping the lightning domain.
Not only that, they also launched attacks from outside the domain using large-scale Zhuge Crossbows.
Ling Lei Shi was furious, his eyes blazing with anger, but he was helpless.
Feng Xiaotian and the Flying Army waged guerrilla warfare against him, retreating when he advanced, harassing him when he camped, attacking when he was exhausted, and pursuing when he retreated.
Even though Ling Lei Shi was a Title Douluo, he was thoroughly humiliated.
Meanwhile, behind the Tianlong Gang's building, Lan Minghua lay on a smooth rock.
Before him was a mirror-like soul tool.
This soul tool was essentially a projector, projecting the battle between Feng Xiaotian, Feitianjun, and Ling Leishi.
Lan Minghua could see this because a Title Douluo from the Tianlong Empire was watching from the shadows, and the soul tool was transmitting the scene.
"Heh, it seems Yunshan has done a good job training him."
Lan Minghua was very satisfied with Feng Xiaotian's performance and couldn't help but laugh.
Oscar, who was wielding his sword not far from Lan Minghua, heard this and sheathed his sword, scurrying over.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
Lan Minghua, seeing Oscar, gave him a smacked on the head in exasperation. "Look at your junior brother!"
Oscar craned his neck, looking at the scene before him, and exclaimed in surprise.
"Junior Brother Xiaotian, he... he's fighting a Title Douluo?!"
Oscar's eyes widened in shock.
Lan Minghua glanced at him and said dismissively, "Look at your pathetic self. He's not fighting; he's thinking about killing that Title Douluo!"
"What!" Oscar was horrified, his face drained of color. He hadn't expected his junior brother to have such ambition.
With the strength of a Soul Emperor, he actually wanted to kill a Title Douluo!
Seeing his disbelieving look, Lan Minghua continued, "Don't believe me? Then see for yourself whether your junior brother can succeed!"
In the scene, Feng Xiaotian's lips curled slightly, as if he had a plan.
(End of Chapter)
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