Chapter 435: Overlord Lifts the Cauldron, Deciding the Victory

"Mind Eye!"

Feihuang activated the Mind Eye technique that Guangling had taught him.

Although Qingluan Douluo had narrowly dodged his attack just now, he had still suffered a bit of backlash because his soul skill had been broken head-on.

It was that bit of backlash that caused his speed to falter for an instant; now, Feihuang could seize even the slightest lapse from his opponent.

"Sixth soul skill, Flying Dragon in the Sky!"

With a wave of the large Halberd, an ice dragon roared out and circled in the sky.

The ice pillar attack, which approached Extreme Ice, fell as densely as a rainstorm, and the ice dragon in the Mind Eye state carried its own lock-on; no matter how Qingluan Douluo moved, the ice dragon would follow closely.

Qingluan had no ability to do anything else at this moment; if he wanted to launch a counterattack, he had to destroy this ice dragon first.

Otherwise, once hit by these ice pillars, even if it weren't fatal, the cold would enter his body. His wind was indeed not afraid of Nan Feihuang's ice, but that was on the condition that he wasn't hit head-on.

"Damn it, Nan Feihuang, today I will let you taste my ninth soul skill!" Qingluan Douluo lost his usual composure, and his ninth soul ring, black with a hint of red, rose up and merged into the Qingluan Divine Bird True Body, "Long-singing Qingluan in the Eastern Suburbs!"

The Qingluan martial soul brought forth an illusory azure light, flying into the air to perform multi-frequency thrusts. This was Qingluan Douluo's strongest ultimate move; if he successfully landed ten consecutive hits on the target, he could trigger a second stage, erupting with wind birds to unleash a super-range attack on the target.

Feihuang's ice dragon was merely a sixth soul skill, so naturally, it was no match for Qingluan's ninth soul skill and was soon scattered.

However, Flying Dragon in the Sky was not Feihuang's main goal to begin with; he had never thought that he could defeat Qingluan Douluo with just a sixth soul skill.

He was only trying to force Qingluan to compete with him on the power of their soul skills, just as he had defeated Guangling Douluo before, using the same method to defeat this Qingluan Douluo.

"Finally, a flaw has appeared. Then, this is my final ultimate move, Overlord Halberd Technique Unparalleled—Overlord Lifting the Cauldron!"

Nan Feihuang raised his hands to the sky, and a massive bronze cauldron emerged. Although it was only a phantom, everyone felt an incomparably heavy pressure from it.

As he continuously injected his soul power, the cauldron continued to grow, becoming almost like a mountain.

"Fall!"

With a roar from Nan Feihuang, he threw the cauldron down, and the azure light of the Qingluan martial soul shattered upon contact.

The multi-frequency thrusts hit the cauldron without even causing a single crack, and even the second-stage explosive attack could hardly shake this mountain-like cauldron.

Boom————

Overlord Lifting the Cauldron, unavoidable and inescapable; Qingluan was finally struck by Feihuang, and this single blow caused his martial soul, the Qingluan Divine Bird True Body, to collapse.

The outcome was decided.

Before the power of Overlord Lifting the Cauldron fully erupted, Feihuang diverted the force toward the sky, directly piercing a large hole through the clouds.

Qingluan Douluo's figure stood faintly in the sky, unable to hold on any longer, and fell toward the ground.

"Third brother!" Golden Crocodile was greatly alarmed and hurriedly stepped forward to catch Qingluan Douluo. After checking him, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, he is only unconscious. At the final moment, that Nan Feihuang showed mercy."

If he hadn't directed the power of this blow toward the sky at the last moment, Qingluan Douluo would likely be dead.

Unparalleled Skill—what exactly was this? Golden Crocodile Douluo had traversed the continent for over a hundred years, yet he had never heard of it.

The power of this blow from Nan Feihuang clearly far exceeded the ninth soul skills of most Title Douluos.

Compared to him, Qian Daoliu, who was in the shadows, actually had a higher evaluation of this. He felt that if Nan Feihuang could cultivate this so-called Unparalleled Skill to the limit in the future, its power would be even more terrifying than the Great Sumeru Hammer of his old rival, Tang Chen.

And that was the Great Sumeru Hammer in the state of Ring Detonation. In fact, if one were to talk about Ring Detonation, Feihuang could also do it; if he had used Ring Detonation just now, he would have won even more easily.

But ever since he learned Ring Detonation, Feihuang found that it was not a very good skill. Indeed, the explosive power was very strong, but it came at the cost of overdrawing the body. Using it a little might be fine, but using it too much would inevitably lead to the accumulation of hidden injuries.

The reason Tang Hao was so severely injured in the great battle with the Spirit Hall might only be the direct cause, but the frequent use of Ring Detonation was the root cause.

Therefore, unless it was a last resort, Feihuang did not want to use this move that hurt the enemy by a thousand while damaging himself by eight hundred.

The result this time was enough to satisfy him. Defeating Qingluan Douluo while keeping the secret of his Twin Spirits could be considered a great start for this duel.

"Senior Golden Crocodile, I won this first round, right!" Nan Feihuang asked with a smile.

"Yes, you won. Congratulations, kid!" Although Golden Crocodile Douluo was fierce and overbearing, he was at least upright; a loss was a loss, and he would not deny it.

Moreover, he was now embarrassed to speak ill of Nan Feihuang again, after all, he had returned evil with kindness and let his brothers go several times in a row.

First it was Guangling Douluo, then Qingluan Douluo. If Nan Feihuang had been ruthless, it wouldn't be the Seven Great Consecrators now, but the Five Great Consecrators.

Having shown mercy so many times, if he were to continue to be unreasonable, it would be ungrateful.

Looking at Nan Feihuang, who stood in the sky with high spirits, Golden Crocodile sighed inwardly, "Xiao Xue, you really have a good eye, choosing a fine person. It's just a pity..."

Feihuang also descended from the sky, and Nan Feiling and the others in the Gu Lei Kingdom crowd immediately ran over excitedly.

"Haha, little brother, you're amazing! A Super Douluo, that's a Super Douluo! You actually won! Let sister give you a kiss as a reward." Nan Feiling went completely wild.

Feihuang pushed her away in disgust, "Sister, calm down. It's not my first time defeating a Super Douluo; this is the third one. You need to get used to it. Besides, I'm covered in injuries right now, don't pounce on me."

"Husband, does it hurt?" Lv Lingqi stepped forward, and seeing the dense, crisscrossing wounds on Feihuang's body, her heart ached for him.

In truth, Nan Feihuang did not win this battle as easily as it looked. Just in terms of his first martial soul, the Fangtian Halberd, he had already pushed it to the limit.

Using three Unparalleled Skills in a row consumed a great deal of his soul power, and using his body as bait to observe Qingluan's attacks had accumulated a large number of injuries.

Fortunately, they were all minor injuries, not as serious as the battle with Gu Rong before. After all, his current strength was more than double what it was when he faced Gu Rong.

"It's fine, most are just skin wounds, no internal injuries. I can fully recover in half a month," Feihuang said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone felt slightly relieved. Looking at Nan Feihuang's vigorous voice, it should be at most a large consumption and some skin wounds; with his physique, it would be no problem.

Feihuang walked up to Nan Tianchen and Lan Xue and said, "Father, Mother, I have fulfilled the mission!"

"Huang'er, well done!" Nan Tianchen said, filled with pride.

At this moment, the excitement in his heart was indescribable; this young man who had defeated a Super Douluo at only eighteen was his son.

If it weren't for maintaining the calm persona of a kingdom's ruler, his reaction would likely not have been any better than Nan Feiling's.

"Haha, Xiaofeijiang, that was a beautiful fight! You truly are my brother." Dugu Bo didn't have so many concerns and laughed, putting his arm around his shoulder.

"Truly impressive. Even the most outstanding young talents are nothing more than this!" Yu Yuanzhen acknowledged. He remembered that his grandson, Yu Tianheng, used to be a classmate of Nan Feihuang; the gap between the two now was truly unimaginably large.

Fortunately, they were not enemies.

Nan Feihuang winning the first round could be said to have greatly boosted the morale of the Gu Lei Kingdom.

(End of chapter)