Chapter 50 A Desperate Mechanical Frenzy! The "Self-Propelled Minefield" That Made Feng Xiaotian Question His Existence
There was a deathly silence in front of the Papal Palace.
As the small mushroom cloud dissipated, the once solemn and level arena now looked as if it had been plowed by a meteorite. Black smoke billowed from the scorched earth, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur and the stinging static electricity.
The seven members of the Star Luo Royal Team were dragged away like dead dogs by the Spirit Hall's healing spirit masters. As a seeded team of two great empires, they didn't even last ten minutes before falling under Ye Feng's "unreasonable" firepower.
Ye Feng folded his umbrella, lightly brushed off non-existent dust, and turned to walk off the stage. Although his back was slender, in everyone's eyes, he was like an insurmountable mountain.
"This destructive power…" In the VIP seats, Sword Douluo Chen Xin frowned, his fingers lightly tapping the scabbard. "Feng Zhi, although this kid's attack is domineering, I can see that the 'heavy cannon' form consumes a lot of soul power. That 'quantum bomb' attack just now probably drained at least 30% of his soul power reserves."
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, his eyes gleaming: "That's right. Although its power is astonishing, if you encounter a master of agility-based attacks, you might have a chance to break through by getting close to him while he's charging or aiming. However... I always feel that this kid is still hiding something."
Meanwhile, in the Shrek Academy area, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's face was ashen, his notebook crumpled in his hand. "No soul incantation, no wind-up animation—that weapon transformation completely defies the norms of weapon spirits." Yu Xiaogang stared intently at Ye Feng. "Little San, did you even see the structure of that black iron pipe?"
Tang San took a deep breath, his Purple Demon Eyes slowly narrowing, his eyes filled with apprehension: "Teacher, that looks like an extremely sophisticated mechanical hidden weapon, but it's too big. And... it's alive. I can feel that iron pipe breathing; it's his martial soul." Tang San clenched his fists, his pride once again shaken. Tang Sect hidden weapons emphasize "skill," while Ye Feng displayed pure "force" and "quantity." That violent aesthetic instilled a strange sense of dread in him—could it be that in this world, exquisite technique truly cannot compare to caliber?
The finals, second round draw.
After a brutal first round of eliminations, only a handful of teams remained. To expedite the process, the Spirit Hall announced that the semi-finals would be held directly in the afternoon.
Standing in front of the draw box, Ye Feng casually picked up a numbered ball. The Cardinal glanced at it and announced loudly, "Semi-final Match 1: All-Round Team VS New Kamikaze Team!"
The entire arena erupted in cheers. The new Divine Wind Team was a temporarily formed group of the strongest elites from Divine Wind Academy and Blazing Fire Academy. With Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu joining forces, fueled by the wind, their strength was terrifying, and they were even considered the only team besides the Spirit Hall Team that could rival the All-Round Team.
More importantly, everyone knows that Huo Wu and Ye Feng have an ambiguous relationship, and Feng Xiaotian... is the infamous "simp." This is a showdown filled with gossip and grudges.
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Rest area.
"Ye Feng!" Feng Xiaotian walked over with a look of grief and indignation, followed by Huo Wu with a complicated expression. Feng Xiaotian pointed at Ye Feng, gritting his teeth, "I admit you're strong, that shot just now was indeed terrifying. But! I'm not convinced!" "Huo Wu likes strong men, and today I will defeat you fair and square on the arena to prove that I, Feng Xiaotian, am the most suitable man for her!"
Ye Feng was sitting in a chair, holding a file, polishing several palm-sized metal discs. Hearing Feng Xiaotian's declaration, he didn't even look up, simply replying, "Oh."
"What kind of attitude is this?!" Feng Xiaotian felt like he had punched cotton.
Ye Feng blew away the metal shavings, looked up, his eyes as calm as a still pond. "Brother Feng, since you're so determined, I have a suggestion for you." "In this round, you'd better not land." "Because... the ground will be very hot."
Feng Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, not understanding. Huo Wu, on the other hand, looked at the exquisite yet dangerous metal discs in Ye Feng's hands and felt a sense of foreboding.
Half an hour later, the semi-finals began.
The arena has been repaired by earth-type soul masters. Although it is not as flat as before, it is still usable.
The new Kamikaze team displayed exceptional tactical prowess from the moment they entered the arena. Feng Xiaotian stood at the forefront, flanked by two wind-type support characters. Huo Wu occupied the center, surrounded by three fire-type attackers. "The match begins!"
"Take off!" Feng Xiaotian roared, and the silhouette of a two-headed Gale Wolf appeared behind him. Everyone sprouted wind wings and soared into the air. Clearly, they had studied Ye Feng's tactics—while the "Quantum Bomb" was powerful, its trajectory was straight, and it could be evaded by maintaining high-speed movement and aerial superiority. Moreover, Ye Feng's heavy artillery was cumbersome, making it difficult to aim at aerial targets.
"Ye Feng! Your heavy artillery can't hit your target! Prepare to die!" Feng Xiaotian circled rapidly in the air, spinning faster and faster. "Self-created Soul Skill: Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!" At the same time, Huo Wu's third and fourth soul rings lit up simultaneously. "Fire Dance Shining in the Sun!" A huge white fireball condensed in the air and then directly merged into Feng Xiaotian's storm.
The wind fanned the flames, and the fire, fueled by the wind, roared on! The originally blue tornado instantly turned crimson, its temperature soaring to an astonishing level that it seemed poised to ignite the very air. Its power rivaled that of a Soul Saint!
Faced with such a powerful attack, the full-time team... Shui Bing'er and the others once again skillfully retreated to the edge of the arena and set up an ice wall to watch the show.
Ye Feng stood alone in the center of the arena. He didn't take out that terrifying heavy cannon. Instead, the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella in his hand suddenly disintegrated. Not into a weapon, but into a square... metal toolbox?
"What is he going to do? Repair the ring?" The audience was completely bewildered.
Ye Feng's lips curled slightly, and he tapped his finger on the toolbox. "Who said I was going to fight you in the air?" "Since you like flying, then stay in the sky for the rest of your lives and never come down."
Ye Feng's hands moved like phantoms, taking out one metal disc after another from the toolbox (actually a special storage form of the Thousand Chance Umbrella) that he had been polishing in the rest area, and casually tossing them onto the ground around him.
Whoosh—Crack! The moment those metal discs hit the ground, four tiny mechanical legs popped out like Transformers, a short antenna extended from their heads, and their red electronic eyes flashed with an eerie light. Were these...little robots?
"Thousand Manifestations Umbrella - Mechanic Form - RX-78 Chaser." (No system explanation: This is a simple self-destructing soul tool created by Ye Feng using the puppetry principles from Senior Lou Gao's "Divine Craftsman" notes, combined with the soul skill of the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella that grants metal "temporary life." Each small robot contains Ye Feng's highly explosive soul power.)
"This isn't over yet." Ye Feng snapped his fingers. The main body of the Thousand Chance Umbrella transformed again, turning into three half-person-high tripod turrets, forming a triangle that protected him in the middle. The turrets had no cannons, only a high-speed rotating wheel.
"Thousand Manifestations Umbrella - Mechanic Form - Viper (Snake) Turret." (No system explanation: This is an automatic sentry cannon modified using the rapid-fire principle of the Zhuge Crossbow, combined with a soul power compression device. Although the power of a single shot is not great, the rate of fire is extremely fast, and it also has a knockback effect.)
In the sky, Feng Xiaotian looked at the densely packed little robots on the ground. Although he didn't understand why, the die was cast, and he had no choice but to act. "Playing tricks! Before the power of nature's wind and fire, all machinery is just scrap metal!" "Kill!"
A massive fire tornado, carrying a destructive force, swooped down towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng calmly adjusted his sunglasses. "Mechanical upgrade, all troops attack." "Viper Cannon, elevation 60 degrees, barrage suppression."
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—!! The three venomous turrets opened fire simultaneously. Countless crimson soul energy bullets rained down like a torrential downpour, wildly shooting towards the fiery tornado in the sky. Although each bullet could not penetrate the tornado, the terrifying impact force abruptly halted Feng Xiaotian's descent.
"You think you can stop me with this level of attack? Break through!" Feng Xiaotian roared, forcefully pushing back against the barrage of attacks.
But just then, the small robots on the ground moved. Instead of taking flight, they emitted a rapid "beep beep beep" alarm. Ye Feng formed a hand seal and shouted, "Mechanical Detonation - Airdrop Support!" (No system explanation: Using the Purple Lightning Void Dragon's spatial soul ring, the robots on the ground are either directly subjected to a short-distance spatial displacement or launched using a catapult.)
Suddenly, the dozens of small robots seemed to be attracted by a magnetic force, and they sprang up from the ground, crashing into Feng Xiaotian in mid-air like dumplings.
"What the hell is that?" Feng Xiaotian exclaimed in shock.
"Art is..." Ye Feng snapped his fingers, "...Patrick Star." Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom—!!!
Dozens of small robots simultaneously self-destructed the moment they came into contact with the fiery tornado! This was no ordinary explosion. Ye Feng had mixed in a large amount of ice-attribute soul power crystals (sponsored by Shui Bing'er). The collision of ice and fire was bound to cause an explosion! And it was a doubly powerful chain reaction!
A vibrant, multicolored firework exploded in the sky. The intense energy chaos shattered Feng Xiaotian's control over the wind element. "Ah—!!!" Feng Xiaotian screamed in agony as he and his wings were charred black by the explosion, plummeting to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
"Captain!" The other members of the Shin-Kamikaze team were shocked and wanted to swoop down to rescue him.
"Don't rush, there's enough for everyone." Ye Feng's hands moved swiftly, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella spat out even more parts. This time, what appeared were small flying robots with propellers. "Mechanic Form - Aerial Combat Mech: Storm." Two simple drones took off. Although crudely made, they were equipped with real machine guns and miniature missiles. Like two annoying flies, they relentlessly pursued the Kamikaze pilots in the air, firing wildly.
In an instant, the entire arena transformed into a modern battlefield. Viper cannons provided suppression on the ground, while drones harassed the area from the air. Anyone who landed was immediately surrounded and attacked by hordes of suicide robots (RX-78).
"What... what kind of fighting style is this?" Hu Liena stared in disbelief from below the stage. There were no dazzling clashes of soul skills, no heated hand-to-hand combat. There was only one man, standing in the middle of the cannon platform, leisurely as if conducting a symphony, while his opponent was fleeing in disarray amidst the overwhelming tide of machinery.
"Despicable! If you've got the guts, fight me fair and square!" Fire Dance struggled in the air, her Fire Resistance Rings able to repel the robots, but there were just too many of them, and they kept coming.
"This is what it means to be upright and honorable." Ye Feng had already reassembled the Thousand Chance Umbrella, transforming it back into his slender katana. He glanced at Feng Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, being chased and rolling around by three self-destructing robots, and shook his head. "Brains are also a part of strength."
Ye Feng's figure flashed, using Instant Step! He instantly appeared behind Huo Wu. At this moment, Huo Wu had just released a soul skill, and her old power had not yet regenerated. Ye Feng did not use the blade, but instead used the back of the blade to gently tap Huo Wu's nape.
"Uh..." Huo Wu's body went limp, and she collapsed into Ye Feng's arms. "You..." She looked at Ye Feng unwillingly, her eyes glazed over.
"Sorry, I don't hit women, but I have to win," Ye Feng whispered in her ear. With Huo Wu, the core controller and burst damage dealer, falling, the New God Wind Team completely collapsed.
"Full-Time Team wins!" The referee's voice trembled slightly. In all his years as a referee, he had never seen such a bizarre Soul Master. One person could create the effect of an army!
After the battle, the entire audience was in an uproar.
If the previous "Quantum Bomb" demonstrated Ye Feng's explosive power, then this "Mechanical Frenzy" showcased his despair-inducing ability to control the battlefield and his sustained combat capability.
"Mechanic…" Bibi Dong sat on the high platform, her fingers gripping the scepter tightly. "Elder Ghost, have you figured out the principle behind those iron lumps?"
Ghost Douluo's ghostly figure appeared, his voice hoarse: "Your Holiness, I cannot see through them. Those things are lifeless, yet they seem to be imbued with some kind of soul command. Moreover... Ye Feng's control over his soul power consumption is extremely good. He seems to be using his soul power to 'ignite' some kind of high-energy substance, rather than directly attacking with his soul power." (Note: This alludes to the combination of gunpowder and soul power.)
"This kid has become a major threat." Bibi Dong's killing intent was no longer concealed. "In tomorrow's final, let Nana and the others go all out." "If we can't win, then… kill him."
Night falls in Wuhun City.
Tomorrow is the final battle. The All-Star Team vs. the Spirit Hall Team. (Note: This is a simplified version of the schedule. Shrek Academy might be eliminated by the Spirit Hall or New Divine Wind in the other half of the bracket, or it might be set as a prelude to a three-way battle. The focus here is on the main characters.)
Ye Feng didn't rest. He sat alone on the hotel rooftop, holding the Thousand Chance Umbrella. Although he had won two consecutive victories, he knew the real test was tomorrow. The Spirit Hall's Golden Generation consisted of three Soul Kings. In particular, Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Spirit Fusion Skill, "Enchanting Charm," suppressed their senses and suppressed their soul power within the red mist. For the "Mechanic" and "Sharpshooter" systems, which relied heavily on precise operation and perception, this was a natural counter.
"Red mist... obscuring vision..." Ye Feng stared at the Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand, lost in thought. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and a mad smile curled at the corner of his lips. "Since I can't see, then I'll just blow up everything I can see." "Besides... who said I needed to use my eyes to see?"
He pulled a bone from his pocket that emitted a strange fluctuation. It was a byproduct of hunting the Illusionary Wisdom Skull (or some kind of spiritual beast) earlier. Although it wasn't a soul bone, it was an excellent material for amplifying spiritual power. This was in addition to some rare crystals he had found in the Purple Lightning Void Dragon's Nest.
"Thousand Chance Umbrella, final modification." "This time, I will turn you into a true 'War Lord'."
Ye Feng took a deep breath, pouring all his soul power into the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella. His martial spirit trembled and groaned, then, under Ye Feng's overwhelming will, began to undergo a qualitative change. He was going to inscribe a new core array within the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella—a tactical core derived from the most shameless, disgusting, yet also the most powerful, element in his previous life's game: the G-Series Fully Automatic Sensor Attack System.
That night, faint thunder rumbled in the sky above Wuhun City. It was as if something defying the rules was being born.
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The next morning.
The final bell rang. Before the Papal Palace, the atmosphere was incredibly tense. The Spirit Hall team was already lined up, ready for battle. Xie Yue wielded two blood-red moon blades, Yan's body churned with magma, and Hu Liena stood at the forefront, her allure innate. They looked at Ye Feng as he slowly approached, their eyes filled not with contempt, but with a ruthless intent to tear him apart.
"Ye Feng, did you sleep well last night?" Hu Liena asked with a sweet smile. "Today, I've specially amplified my allure for you."
Ye Feng yawned, his eyes slightly dark. But his spirits were frighteningly high. He didn't look at Hu Liena, but instead looked at Bibi Dong at the highest point, as well as Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo beside Bibi Dong, and... Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.
"Ladies and gentlemen, judges," Ye Feng walked to the center of the arena and slammed the Thousand Chance Umbrella heavily into the ground. "Today's match might be a little... noisy." "I suggest everyone activate their defensive shields."
"Because... I'm about to open the 'Gaiboga' gate."
With the referee's whistle, "The match begins!"
Hu Liena and Xie Yue moved instantly. Without any probing, they embraced each other, a burst of red light shooting into the sky. "Soul Fusion Skill: Enchanting Allure!"
Thick red mist spread instantly, covering half the arena in a single breath, and rapidly enveloping Ye Feng. Within this red mist, unless one's mental strength surpasses theirs, all perception will be severed, speed halved, and defense halved! This is the Spirit Hall's trump card for victory!
"Ye Feng, tremble in our territory!" The eerie voice of the demon, neither male nor female, echoed in the red mist.
However, faced with this overwhelming red mist, Ye Feng simply smiled faintly. He closed his eyes. "Perception severed? It doesn't matter." "As long as firepower covers every inch of space, perception is unnecessary."
He slammed both hands on the handles of the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella. "Thousand Manifestations Umbrella - Ultimate Weapon Form - Mechanical Storm - Great Counterattack!"
Whoosh! The Thousand Manifestations Umbrella didn't deform; instead, it exploded. Hundreds of tiny metal parts flew into the air. They didn't land; instead, drawn by soul power, they hovered above Ye Feng's head, forming a huge, honeycomb-like matrix.
Every component is a gun muzzle. Every component flashes with the thunderous brilliance of the Purple Lightning Void Dragon.
"What…what is this?!" Even Bibi Dong stood up.
Ye Feng opened his arms wide, like a king embracing the world. "Welcome to...my domain." "G-0 War Lord, Flood Control Mode, activate!"
Rat-a-tat ...
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