Chapter 209: Gale and Sturdy Grass: Gale Steps! Sturdy Grass Fist!(P-2)

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"Of course," Tang San replied with a faint smile.

Although Huo Wu was just a Soul King, her strength could rival that of a Soul Emperor, and she could even take on a Soul Sage in a one-on-one battle.

In the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, the only one who could match Huo Wu in power was Yan.

Yan was the first to step onto the stage, immediately activating his spirit, which manifested as two yellow, two purple, and two black soul rings, totaling six. He said, "Since we both play with fire, how about we see who's better?"

"You're just a fire lord; how can you compare to my Sun Goddess?" Huo Wu snapped her fingers, summoning her spirit, which appeared as the Sun Goddess, with golden-red hair swirling around her. She had two yellow, two purple, and one black soul rings, making her look like a warrior goddess. Her closed eyes exuded a calm and resolute aura, the type that doesn't waver amid chaos.

Bibi Dong, watching from the sidelines, was intrigued. "Apart from the preliminary round, this is the second time I've seen the Sun Goddess spirit. It's exceptional in terms of its purity in light and fire, surpassing even the Angel spirit in some ways. If it didn't require belief, it might rival the Six-Winged Angel."

"It's a shame there's no known Sun God, so she can't receive a divine inheritance," Bibi Dong thought. "But if she were willing to join the Spirit Hall, I'd consider taking her as a disciple."

Huo Wu's talent intrigued Bibi Dong, as did that of Xiao Wu and others like Guang Ling. However, when it came to Tang San, her past experiences with men left her unwilling to take him on as a disciple. The pain from those times was too fresh.

"Let the battle begin!" Chrysanthemum Douluo announced.

Chrysanthemum Douluo sensed that Huo Wu's spirit was quite powerful, stronger than Yan's Flame Lord spirit, but Yan's soul power had reached level 61, giving him an advantage.

"Here I go!" Yan wasn't the sentimental type, striking out with his soul skill as his arms transformed into giant lava fists, charging toward Huo Wu.

At the Soul Emperor level, even those who weren't agility-based could be incredibly fast, often faster than lower-level Soul Masters specializing in speed—unless they practiced extreme speed.

Huo Wu smirked, crossing her arms in front of her chest. The Sun Goddess behind her mirrored her motion, providing a shield.

Boom!

The clash of their soul powers created a wave of intense heat, like a summer gale. The front-row audience members felt parched, their mouths drying out from the sudden blast of heat.

"What?!" Yan was shocked to see his lava fists having no effect. He was a Soul Emperor, yet the soul power of this Soul King seemed equally strong, if not stronger, and she didn't budge an inch.

A trickle of sweat appeared on Yan's forehead, only to be quickly evaporated by the heat.

"Can you push the Sun?" Huo Wu said with a light laugh as she lowered her arms. The Sun Goddess, however, kept her arms crossed, protecting Huo Wu.

"Damn!" Yan felt a chill in his gut as he tried to pull back, but it was like his lava fists were magnetically attached to the Sun Goddess's crossed arms, unable to break free.

It was as if he were a bird looking for a perch, yet no matter how hard he tried, he always landed on the same spot, unable to escape.

But the pull wasn't downward, it was horizontal—no, not even horizontal! Dust and debris were being drawn toward the Sun Goddess at an incredible speed, forming rings of dust around her, shimmering in the light and fire.

"First Soul Skill: Solar Ring!"

A golden-red ring of energy shot out from the Sun Goddess, merging with the dust rings and spinning rapidly.

Crack!

In an instant, Yan's lava fists shattered, breaking into countless pieces, which were absorbed into the Solar Ring, merging with the dust within it.

"Is that a self-created soul skill?" Yan quickly retreated, eyes filled with caution, now free from the Solar Ring's pull.

Although Huo Wu had just used her first soul skill, the powerful suction force wasn't a standard soul ring effect—it was likely an inherent property of her spirit, developed into a unique self-created skill with an exceptionally strong gravitational pull.

"Exactly," she replied, raising her hand slowly. The Sun Goddess mirrored her motion, with the rapidly spinning Solar Ring orbiting around her arm, distorting the surrounding air and giving the impression that it was slicing through space itself.

"Go!" Huo Wu gave a slight push, and the Solar Ring shot forward, its speed accelerated by the gravitational force, nearly invisible to the naked eye.

"Lava Armor!" Yan was caught off guard. Unable to dodge, he hastily used his sixth soul skill to cover himself in a thick layer of lava-like armor.

His transformed state made him over ten meters tall, resembling a towering giant. But the Solar Ring still managed to encompass him, its gravitational force binding him in place.

With gravitational pull intensifying, dust and debris from the Solar Ring began to converge on Yan, adhering to him. Even the surrounding air continued to inject dust into the growing sphere.

Within a minute, Yan was completely enveloped in the debris, forming a sphere with a diameter exceeding ten meters. The gravitational force within the Solar Ring slowly lifted the sphere into the air.

Huo Wu clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, shouting, "Starburst!"

Snap!

With a sharp cracking sound, the Solar Ring stopped expanding and began to contract, quickly slicing through the stone sphere.

The piercing sound echoed across the battlefield, and the entire sphere split in half, crumbling to the ground.

Yan, though not cut in half, suffered significant injuries with large gashes at his waist. He was severely wounded but not in critical condition.

"The winner is Huo Wu from the Heaven Dou Royal Team!" Chrysanthemum Douluo announced.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was puzzled by Huo Wu's technique. He couldn't understand how her first soul skill could produce such extreme results.

"Gravity? Doesn't seem like it."

Moreover, how could a light and fire-based spirit have a gravitational effect? Could Tang San have helped her develop it? It was too much to believe.

Yet, Huo Wu had won, and that was all that mattered. Everyone had seen it.

Regarding the use of dust and debris, Chrysanthemum Douluo found it hard to argue. After all, the air was filled with countless invisible particles; you couldn't expect soul masters to fight without breathing, could you?

"Isn't this Huo Wu too extreme?" some spectators wondered.

"Universal gravitation?"

"Is she really becoming the Sun?"