Douluo Dalu - The Story Of Sheng Feilong - Chapter 97
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Chapter 97

Sheng Feilong was slightly distressed as they neared the training halls . Sparring with Song Weihan always meant being beaten into a pulp to gain actual combat experience; And today the latter seemed to be in a bad mood because Sheng Feilong failed to tell him about his Spirit Power!

Earlier, Sheng Feilong tried to get help from She Meixiao, but the latter let him hang low . It is unknown if it was intentional or by coincidence, but She Meixiao readily agreed to bring Sheng Feilong, Sheng Lingtian and Song Weihan to the training halls and make sure that no one would disturb them .

They had to wait for a bit as there were still other people training in the training halls and She Meixiao didn't want to kick them out; All of them were members of Daedalus and required training, after all! Still, many of them noticed She Meixiao and ended their daily training early in order to please her .

It took quite a while until they were completely alone and She Meixiao promptly closed the hall down so no one else would come . She and Sheng Lingtian then went to the side to observe the whole ordeal, leaving Sheng Feilong and Song Weihan alone on the arena .

The latter slightly smiled at his disciple when they stood across each other . Although his posture seemed relaxed with his hands behind his back, Song Weihan's eyes were sharp and he was intently observing Sheng Feilong's every movement; To Sheng Feilong, this felt like a predator eyeing its prey .

As Sheng Feilong calmed down and focused his mind onto the fight, Song Weihan spoke up in an unhurried tone . "Use anything you've got other than the Netherworld Putrefaction Demon . I want to see just how far your Spirit Power can take your abilities now . "

Hearing this, Sheng Feilong nooded and pulled out two short swords from his s.p.a.cial Ring; The dual swords he used against Yuanen Yehui in the battle against Shrek Academy's second grade! He took a deep breath and stared at Song Weihan, his eyes turning cold and devoid of any emotion .

Song Weihan smirked and freed his hands . Leaning forward lightly, he now stood in a combat ready posture . Both of them stared at each other, non of them making the first move while the tension in the air slowly rose . Slowly, Song Weihan began moving his body ever so slightly, but still didn't take a step forward and Sheng Feilong reacted near instantly according to Song Weihan's movements .

She Meixiao frowned upon seeing this . But as they continued doint this, her frown quickly turned into surprise . She smiled lightly and spoke to Sheng Lingtian who stood next to her in a low voice . "Incredible . It's rare to see young people with enough patience to fight like this . "

Sheng Lingtian nodded, his eyes still fixated on Sheng Feilong and Song Weihan . "It's always been like this . Brother Song would first check Feilong's reactions by adjusting his position moderately . At first, when they just started training together, Feilong would charge in and get badly beaten, but now after a few years, he's gotten the hang of it . He basically learned this type of combat the hard way . "

"Indeed, with such a method, he's bound to improve in a short amount of time . When people of a certain level begin fighting, a single move can mean their death . Although it's not as extreme here, the theory is still the same; Make a mistake, and you'll get hurt . " She Meixiao showed a appreciative expression .

Meanwhile, Song Weihan and Sheng Feilong were continuing their battle for nearly five minutes, before Song Weihan stopped moving . His smile vanished and was replaced with a solemn expression . Then, he began slowly striding towards Sheng Feilong .

The latter continued to stare at Song Weihan, with no emotions apparent on his face . Turning the shortsword in his left hand into a reverse grip, he took a slightly defensive position and his Soul Power slowly rose .

Just three steps away from Sheng Feilong, Song Weihan's Soul Power suddenly flared up and he vanished from his position . Sheng Feilong instantly took a step forward, bringing his left sword to his chest to block while his right hand stabbed forward, slightly to his right . A loud thud was heard as Song Weihan's foot kicked against Sheng Feilong's left shortsword .

Tilting his body to the the left, Song Weihan dodged the stab of Sheng Feilong's other sword and he put more strength into his leg, forcing Sheng Feilong to take a step back . The latter pulled his left sword up, attempting to cut Song Weihans foot, but hit nothing but the air .

Taking another ste forward, Sheng Feilong struck out with his left, but Song Weihan dodged again, only slightly having to twist his body and send a fist flying at Sheng Feilong head . Narrowly ducking below the fist, Sheng Feilong was greeted by a knee strike and had to use both arms to block . He was forced back nearly ten steps until he could steady himself .

Looking up again, he saw Song Weihan charging at him and quickly did the same . The two of them nearly collided, but both of them came to a sudden halt and started to exchange blows with one another . Dodging, blocking and parrying one attack after the other, Sheng Feilong barely found time to use any counter attacks, but he still had the same emotionless expression on his face while calmly going toe to toe with Song Weihan .

She Meixiao was once again surprised . Until now, Song weihan and Sheng Feilong hadn't used any Soul Skills or Soul Power with their attacks; They were fighting only with their bodies and techniques! She stared at Sheng Feilong who was able to keep at with a t.i.tled Douluo in close combat . "Their combat techniques are truly excellent . And I have still underestimated his physical strength; To think that he can go toe to toe with a t.i.tled Douluo, truly incredible . "

Their melee fight continued for a while until both, Song Weihan and Sheng Feilong, used their Soul Power simultaneously . Five Soul Rings appeared behind Sheng Feilong's back, while Song Weihan's Soul Power only flared up; He didn't use his Spirit Essence or Soul Rings!

Sheng Feilong's eyes turned a darker shade of gold and a red symbol appeared on his forehead as he activated the Radiant Emperor's Phantasmagoric Eyes! Lighting up the second, purple Soul Ring behind his back, Sheng Feilong's aura increased once again as he ferociously charged at Song Weihan .

He swung his left sword upwards in a flowing motion, forcing Song Weihan to take half a step back to dodge, while stabbing out with the sword in his right hand, aiming for Song Weihan's vital organs! She Meixiao's eyes widened as she could feel Sheng Feilong's killing intent even from her position .

She gasped lightly and frowned, while Sheng Lingtian seemed to have already antic.i.p.ated this . Seeing She Meixiao's shock, he spoke up in calm manner . "Brother Song asked him to show anything he's got . How could he do so without the intention to kill? He is fighting a t.i.tled Douluo; Even if he wanted to, he doesn't have the leeway to hold back . "

Sheng Feilong and Song Weihan continued to exchange blows, with the latter using his first three Soul Skills to make his attacks more unpredictable and diverse . Song Weihan let himself be influenced by Sheng Feilong's illusions as to not make it too easy for himself .

Under the influence of Sheng Feilong's illusions, although he didn't want to admit it, even Song Weihan had problems keeping up with his disciple's attacks . Sheng Feilong's attacks continuously changed shapes and were hard to predict .

After a long while of fighting, Sheng Feilong finally got a good hit in and forced Song Weihan to actually break Sheng Feilong's illusions to get out unharmed! Bringing a bit of distance between himself and Sheng Feilong, Song Weihan smiled again . "Let's stop here . You've really surpa.s.sed my estimations . Well done . "

Sheng Feilong's body shook lightly . Although the fight didn't take to long, he was completely exhausted . Keeping up and fighting Song Weihan was truly still too much for him . Still, unlike before, Sheng Feilong wasn't beaten to a pulp anymore!