Chapter 37 - Contra Experience Card

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Contra Experience Card: After activation, grants the user the soul power of a Level 89 Contra for thirty minutes.

"Contra experience card?" Ye Feng muttered in surprise.

He hadn't anticipated this development—an item that would temporarily raise his soul power to the peak of Level 89 Contra, just a step away from becoming a Titled Douluo. With this card, ending the battle quickly would be no problem. However, explaining the sudden surge in his power from Level 48 to Level 89 might prove... challenging.

"You should start discussing your strategy. Without coordination, you won't last even one attack from Teacher Zhao," Dai Mubai advised, shaking his head. Despite Xiao Wu's Level 33, Ye Feng's Level 48, and the others' respectable levels, Dai Mubai didn't hold high hopes for their success against Zhao Wuji.

"Tactics are key in a battle like this. I have a plan—everyone, listen to me," Tang San said, echoing Dai Mubai's sentiment. His mind was already working, formulating a strategy to tackle Zhao Wuji.

Ye Feng, however, had no intention of letting Tang San take the lead. As Tang San began outlining his plan, Ye Feng suddenly collapsed, twitching as though stricken with a seizure.

"Brother! What's wrong?" Xiao Wu exclaimed, rushing to Ye Feng's side.

"Senior Brother, are you alright?" Ning Rongrong asked, visibly concerned.

"Epilepsy, maybe?" Tang San remarked, observing Ye Feng's convulsions thoughtfully.

"Epilepsy? What's that?" Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong asked in unison, their worry deepening.

Tang San explained calmly, "Epilepsy is a rare condition. During an incident, a person may faint, twitch uncontrollably, roll their eyes, and sometimes drool or lose control of bodily functions. It lasts a few seconds or minutes. In milder cases, they might just lose consciousness briefly."

At that moment, Ye Feng, though twitching, showed no signs of drooling or incontinence. Abruptly, his body went still, and he sprang to his feet like a carp flipping out of water.

"I'm fine," Ye Feng said nonchalantly.

"Brother, are you sure you're, okay?" Xiao Wu asked again, still worried.

"It's nothing serious," Ye Feng reassured her, brushing off the concern.

"Ye Feng, Xiao Wu—come here. We don't have much time to plan!" Tang San urged.

"No need," Ye Feng said flatly.

"Ye Feng?" Tang San frowned in confusion.

Turning to Zhao Wuji, Ye Feng spoke with unwavering confidence, "Why bother with group tactics? Against absolute strength, tricks are meaningless. Zhao Wuji, it's disgraceful to see someone of your level bullying juniors. A Soul Sage in his seventies, picking on kids—how shameless."

"This is an assessment," Zhao Wuji replied, smirking slightly. "Stop wasting time. Discuss tactics while you still can."

"No need," Ye Feng repeated firmly. "I'll take you on alone."

The declaration stunned everyone.

"You... alone?" Dai Mubai asked, dumbfounded.

"Brother, are you serious?" Xiao Wu asked, her tone a mix of shock and disbelief.

Even Zhao Wuji looked momentarily surprised before breaking into a wide grin. "Are you certain? Alright, show me what you've got."

As soon as Zhao Wuji finished speaking, seven soul rings appeared at his feet—two yellow, two purple, and three black. The air grew heavy as a phantom of the Vajra Bear materialized behind him, amplifying his already imposing presence.

Ye Feng didn't flinch. Four soul rings appeared beneath his feet—two yellow, one purple, and one black.

"Oh, a Soul Sect," Zhao Wuji remarked casually. "Not bad. The dean will be thrilled. But even as a Soul Sect, you—"

Before he could finish, Ye Feng's soul power surged wildly, leaping past the Soul King and Soul Emperor realms in the blink of an eye.

"Contra!" Zhao Wuji gasped, his disbelief evident.

"How is this possible?!" Zhao Wuji stared at Ye Feng as if seeing a ghost. "Your soul power... How did it jump beyond Level 80?!"

Ye Feng's four soul rings remained unchanged, making his sudden surge defy all logic. Smiling faintly, Ye Feng replied, "Why not? You wanted to bully juniors, right? Well, let me show you how it feels to be bullied by someone stronger, 'Fudo Ming Wang.'"

The title struck a nerve with Zhao Wuji, and his expression darkened. "You dare mock me?"

Ye Feng raised a single finger.

"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Wuji asked warily.

"One move," Ye Feng declared. "That's all I need to defeat you."

With that, Ye Feng's soul rings vanished, replaced by the radiance of his martial soul. In his right hand, the shimmering Nine Hearts Mystic Hall faded, and in his left, a three-foot golden sword materialized.

The sword's blade bore intricate engravings: one side depicted the sun, moon, and stars, while the other displayed mountains, rivers, and flora. The hilt was inscribed with symbols of agriculture and governance on one side, and strategies of unification on the other. Though small, the sword exuded an aura of unparalleled might, ripples of power emanating from its blade.

This was Ye Feng's first martial soul—the Xuanyuan Sword.

The energy emanating from the Xuanyuan Sword was overwhelming. Tang San, sensing its power, felt his Clear Sky Hammer tremble within him, as if terrified by the sword's presence.

As Ye Feng infused the Xuanyuan Sword with his soul power, its brilliance intensified, illuminating the entire area.

Faced with such overwhelming energy, Zhao Wuji's expression turned grim. Without hesitation, he activated his seventh soul skill.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Vajra Bear True Form!"

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