Su Wen felt his feet sink, controlled by a constrainting force.
He quickly mobilized Soul Power to strike.
Replicating the Diamond Mammoth Martial Spirit, he had experienced Crushing Pressure, and had also studied it. At this moment, as Su Wen's Soul Power surged, his Spiritual Power enveloped him completely.
Boom!
The Crushing Pressure, which was already hastily applied, was quickly nullified by Su Wen's targeted counterattack.
However, at this moment, Huyan Zhen's Gravity Squeeze had also descended. Although called Gravity Squeeze, it was actually a force of oppression within its range.
Gravity Squeeze is a Spirit Skill that many Martial Spirits could acquire. Zhao Wuji's Vigorous Vajra Bear possessed this Spirit Skill, where his Gravity Squeeze was a pulling force erupting from the ground, as well as manipulating the air within the range to oppress enemies. In contrast, for Huyan Zhen with the Diamond Mammoth Martial Spirit, accustomed to pressuring others with force, his Gravity Squeeze was a force of oppression descending from the sky.
Above Su Wen, vortex-like winds appeared, weakening the oppressive force layer by layer.
If this oppressive force was rated at a hundred, then Su Wen, in just a brief moment, weakened it consecutively eighteen times with vortex-like winds, each time reducing it by two.
Among them, nine times of the released force were converted by Su Wen. The winds swiftly rotated in place, changing direction after a rotation, counteracting against the force of gravity, and neutralizing roughly the equivalent of ten units of damage.
Through such means, Su Wen had nearly halved the oppressive force.
A burst of flames erupted within him as he dashed towards the cliff behind him.
Enduring the impact of this oppressive force head-on caused Su Wen's internal organs to violently tremble, with a faint sense of tearing.
"Huyan Zhen, I'll remember this grudge!"
Su Wen leaped fiercely into the cliff.
Driven by the winds, his descent speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he disappeared from sight.
After his vision vanished, Su Wen condensed his wings and changed the direction of his fall, flying towards where the team was located.
On the cliff, Huyan Zhen's face turned ugly.
It wasn't so much that he thought Su Wen's return would bring trouble, but he simply found it embarrassing.
As a dignified Level 89 Spirit Douluo, personally taking action, yet still letting Su Wen escape – it was a great humiliation.
"He has control over the wind element, demonstrated flying skills, so it's unlikely he would fall to his death," Huyan Zhen pondered the possibility of Su Wen returning to the team.
Very slim.
However, he was prepared to wait and see.
But just as he descended from the mountain, before he even approached the Emperor Fighting Team's encampment, Huyan Zhen felt a chill, his hair standing on end.
His gaze fixed firmly on the elderly and the young before him.
"Grandpa Dugu, it's him!" Su Wen pointed at Huyan Zhen.
Dugu Bo's cold eyes turned towards Huyan Zhen, with the shadow of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor faintly coalescing behind him, poison gas spreading.
"Huyan Zhen, the more you cultivate, the more you regress, actually laying hands on the younger generation," Dugu Bo said with a cold and eerie tone.
This excuse was his favorite.
Because no matter who it was in front of him, they wouldn't dare to confront him on this point.
Huyan Zhen's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a fake smile as he clasped his hands towards Dugu Bo. "It's like the saying, when the water rises, the dragon king's temple is flooded. I didn't expect Su Wen to be a descendant of the Poison Douluo's lineage. I've heard that a Spirit Ancestor genius has recently appeared in Elephant City. I just wanted to test Su Wen's strength."
"You were just thinking about killing me to take my Spirit Bone," Su Wen retorted, curling his lips.
Dugu Bo's face darkened as he looked at Huyan Zhen, questioning, "Huyan Zhen, shouldn't you give a reasonable explanation? With such flimsy excuses, are you looking down on me, the Poison Douluo?"
Huyan Zhen couldn't help but feel uneasy.
The gap between Spirit Douluo and Titled Douluo wasn't something top-tier Martial Spirits could bridge. After all, to reach this level, Martial Spirits that weren't top-tier had already been eliminated.
While Titled Douluo had completed the process of solidifying their Soul Power, their burst and endurance far surpassed those of Spirit Douluo.
Even though Huyan Zhen was already at level eighty-nine, and even though Dugu Bo was only at level ninety-one, jokingly referred to as the weakest Titled Douluo, Huyan Zhen dared not look down on Dugu Bo.
Not just in terms of pure strength, but considering other factors, he dared even less.
Now that he had been caught by Poison Douluo for laying hands on a junior, Huyan Zhen truly feared that if mishandled, Poison Douluo might go crazy and spread poison to the Elephant Armored Clan.
'Rumors say Dugu Bo is reclusive and unpredictable in temperament.' Thinking of this, Huyan Zhen felt even more bitter.
'You're a Titled Douluo, yet you're still accompanying a group of Spirit Fighters during their training.'
'What could more unsettling than that?'
Huyan Zhen truly regretted not dealing with Su Wen more decisively earlier.
Of course, such regret was now impossible to act upon, so he felt a hint of relief deep down.
Luckily, I didn't actually act.
Dugu Bo's temper is unpredictable and hard to gauge. What if Su Wen were to inexplicably disappear right after arriving in Elephant City? With enough manpower mobilized, it would actually be possible to investigate the Elephant Armored Clan's recent activities within the Great Spirit Arena for the past seven days.
In such a scenario, Poison Douluo might indeed resort to poisoning.
This was a deduction made by Huyan Zhen based on the interaction between Su Wen and Dugu Bo.
Their relationship seemed rather close.
"I wonder how the Poison Douluo would be willing to overlook this matter," Huyan Zhen now adopted a relatively humble attitude.
"If it's a misunderstanding caused by the Spirit Bone, then let's resolve it with a Spirit Bone," Dugu Bo said lightly, as if the conditions he mentioned were quite ordinary.
" Spirit Bone, is something that can't be obtained easily—"
"Are you telling me that a dignified Spirit Douluo like you can't even acquire a piece of Spirit Bone?" Dugu Bo sneered, mocking him.
"Moreover, your Elephant Armored Clan is such a large sect, with a long lineage, and each generation of clan leaders has been a Spirit Douluo. I refuse to believe that there are no exceptionally high-quality Spirit Bones among your possessions."
Upon hearing Dugu Bo mentioning his Elephant Armored Clan, Huyan Zhen felt even more helpless.
From Dugu Bo's words, he sensed a threat.
Your Elephant Armored Clan has been passed down for so long, it's such a large sect, and each generation of clan leaders has worked so hard to develop it to its current state. You wouldn't want your clan to decline because of you, would you?
Su Wen, on the side, also nodded in approval of Dugu Bo's threat.
That's right.
It should be like this.
Although Huyan Zhen definitely didn't know the value of the two Spirit Bones he intended to seize, Su Wen certainly couldn't afford to lose them.
After all, the two Spirit Bones on Su Wen's body were the most precious treasures in the Spirit Master world: one was an External Spirit Bone, which is rare to come by, and the other was a hundred thousand years old Spirit Bone. So, compensation must be sought!
"Grandpa Dugu, this old guy suspected that I have two Spirit Bones on me," Su Wen said, arching his eyebrows.
As for whether Huyan Zhen would seek revenge later, Su Wen expressed no concern.
Dugu Bo looked at Huyan Zhen, his expression even colder, and the oppressive aura he emitted grew stronger.
And it was precisely this point that made Huyan Zhen feel even more pressure.
Because rumors that Dugu Bo was stuck at level ninety-one after breaking through to Titled Douluo seemed to be false.
Dugu Bo's current Soul Power oppression was definitely not that of a level ninety-one!
Huyan Zhen said that inaccurate intelligence could really kill people.
"My clan has a five thousand years old head Spirit Bone—"
"Are you begging for alms?" Su Wen took advantage of his position and shouted.
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