Chapter 197: Mo Hui vs. Lion Douluo (Part 2)
"Wait for me a few minutes!"
"What do you mean!?"
After hearing what Mo Hui said, Lion Douluo was stunned for a moment.
However, before he could really react to what Mo Hui meant, Pidgeot flapped his wings and flew high into the sky like a beam of light.
"Youngster, don't run away!"
Seeing this, Lion Douluo thought Mo Hui was going to run away and became immediately anxious. The flaming lion he transformed into also turned into a fiery shadow and flew upward.
However, when he reached his maximum height, he still didn't see any sign of Mo Hui or Pidgeot, leaving him confused.
After searching for a while and still not finding any trace of Mo Hui and Pidgeot, Lion Douluo released his Spirit True Body state, scratched his head, and muttered, "Could it be that the youngster really ran away?"
Thinking about it, it did make sense. Mo Hui's soul power was nearly exhausted. If he didn't escape now, was he going to stay and wait to be killed?
"This is a bit troublesome. At the pace that youngster is progressing, I might not be his opponent the next time we meet," Lion Douluo said seriously.
Now that they were enemies, regardless of the reason, Lion Douluo naturally wanted to eliminate Mo Hui immediately. Letting a successor of the Divine Throne escape was a massive threat to both himself and the Spirit Hall.
After all, Mo Hui was not even 20 years old but already had such power. If he were allowed to grow further, who knew how terrifying he would become? Lion Douluo couldn't even imagine it.
At that time, even the great priest of the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, might not be Mo Hui's match, right?
"I must inform the great priest about this. Mo Hui must not be allowed to continue growing."
With that in mind, Lion Douluo turned to head back toward the Spirit Hall.
But not long after he turned around, a familiar voice came from the horizon and rang in his ears again.
"Where are you going?"
"What!?"
Startled, Lion Douluo turned back to find Mo Hui and Pidgeot had reappeared behind him. The previously dim blue glow surrounding them had become dazzling once more.
"This is..."
Lion Douluo's pupils shrank. In such a short time, the opponent had fully recovered his soul power. How was that possible!?
Seeing Lion Douluo's stunned expression, Mo Hui smiled faintly and said, "The real battle begins now."
"Hmph! Junior, I don't know how you recovered your soul power, but I'm certain there must be limitations to that method. My total soul power is ten times yours! Even if we fight again, the outcome won't change!"
Lion Douluo, having snapped out of his shock, snorted coldly and spoke with confidence.
Mo Hui nodded. "Indeed, if I only had the strength from earlier, even another round wouldn't allow me to defeat you."
"Then why appear before me again? Do you think your fast martial spirit gives you the right to do whatever you want?" Lion Douluo raised an eyebrow.
"Yes. Because of my speed, I can do whatever I want. If you can, come chase me."
"..."
Lion Douluo's forehead veins bulged, and he clenched his fists.
What made him even more furious was that, even though Mo Hui said such arrogant things, he couldn't refute it. Mo Hui's speed was indeed too fast—he could strike or retreat at will. There was simply no way to handle it.
At the same time, Mo Hui's smile gradually faded. He looked at Lion Douluo and said, "Besides, do you really think that was my full strength?"
"Mo Hui, stop trying to be mysterious!"
Lion Douluo roared and once again transformed into a giant flaming lion, facing Mo Hui with intensity.
"I've read your file. Besides the two self-created soul skills you just used, you also have a technique called Storm Fist. Use them all! Let me see the skills of the top genius in today's soul master world."
At this point, Lion Douluo's heart had calmed. Since he couldn't escape Mo Hui's speed, he might as well enjoy this rare battle.
After all, such an encounter might never come again.
"It seems you know quite a bit. But who told you I only have those three self-created soul skills?" Mo Hui said calmly.
"Could it be…"
As Mo Hui spoke, Lion Douluo suddenly had a bad feeling.
"I already mastered this move during the All-Continent High-Level Soul Master Elite Competition. Unfortunately, your Spirit Hall's golden generation was too weak to make me use it."
As he spoke, a circle of cyan wind field appeared around Mo Hui, emitting a strong glow and instantly expanding to 200 meters.
Once the Delta Air Flow appeared, Mo Hui glanced at Lion Douluo and said, "This move is called Delta Air Flow. You're the first on the continent to witness me use it."
Seeing the cyan wind field around Mo Hui, Lion Douluo's heart trembled.
A domain! And not one granted by soul skills or martial spirit—but a self-created domain technique!
"No wonder he's the inheritor of the divine throne. This talent is simply..."
In that moment, the arrogance Lion Douluo had once harbored toward Mo Hui completely disappeared, replaced by admiration and fear.
This was a peerless monster worthy of being recorded in history.
A pity… he didn't belong to Spirit Hall.
But that thought only lasted a moment before a chilling dread struck Lion Douluo's heart.
He didn't have a domain. Previously, without Mo Hui's domain, he could rely on overwhelming soul power to grind him down. But now, with his soul power recovered and this domain active, Mo Hui was beyond his ability to defeat.
That was indeed the case. Once Mo Hui activated Delta Air Flow, Lion Douluo immediately fell into a disadvantage. All of his attacks were significantly weakened within the domain, while Mo Hui's power surged.
Fortunately, Mo Hui still needed to fly into the air from time to time to recharge his soul power, and Lion Douluo's Fiery Lion Spirit was durable enough to resist complete collapse. Otherwise, he might have already died at Mo Hui's hands.
Lion Douluo's only chance now was to flee back to Spirit City and alert Qian Daoliu. Though Mo Hui was powerful, he was still not a match for Qian Daoliu.
But even that slim chance was far-fetched. The time Mo Hui spent airborne was not enough for Lion Douluo to make it back, and the soul power he had left wouldn't support such a retreat.
A short while later, Mo Hui—his energy replenished—caught up once more. Above his head hovered a massive wind wheel.
"Could it be that I, Lion Douluo, will fall here today?"
As Mo Hui threw the wind wheel toward him, Lion Douluo suddenly recalled the day he first awakened his spirit.
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