Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

Feng Xiaotian's eyes were as cold as a wolf.

Staring at the hand of the black-clothed boy holding Huo Wuyu's hand.

In the next instant, his gaze shifted to the other hand of the black-clothed youth that was holding Huo Wu's waist, and then he gritted his teeth.

"Let go of Sister Huowu!"

Feng Xiaotian gave the order again, his tone was cold, his eyes were even colder, his anger was about to overflow his eyes, and his fists were even more crunching and exploding.

At this time.

A fiery red figure came swiftly from the direction Feng Xiaotian came from, and there was a neat bounce from a long distance, and it landed on the field with a bang.

After smashing a few bluestone floor tiles, the cobweb-like cracks under his feet spread out more than a meter.

The flaming figure is naturally Huo Wu's brother Huo Wushuang.

His speed was not as fast as Feng Xiaotian, and he came a little later.

Huo Wushuang has a medium stature, broad shoulders, and is about the same height as Feng Xiaotian.

But the victory is in the face of perseverance.

He was wearing the special gold-red uniform of the Blazing Academy, which was embroidered with flame cloud patterns, and the word "blazing" was embroidered with silver silk on his chest.

At this time, the fiery red light on Huo Wushuang's body was like a rising flame, originating from his martial soul, the one-horned fire dragon.

Huo Wushuang's strength was the same as Feng Xiaotian's, and he was also at the 33rd level of soul power.

The soul power was deployed, and the surrounding of his body was fiery red. The color of his eyes was the same dark red as Huo Wu, flashing with a fiery brilliance, and his fiery yellow hair also showed a faint luster.

That face is not handsome, but against the background of the fiery red light, it looks imposing.

After landing.

Huo Wushuang immediately turned around to face Huo Wu, confirming that Huo Wu was alright and safe, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

If something happens to his sister, he spoils his sister as much as he does, and the dean who is even worse than him, that is, the grumpy father, will definitely not let him go, or he will be skinned and cut off. Destroy the tendons, be ruthless, and clear the door.

Although it is a bit exaggerated and exaggerated, it is not impossible.

Fortunately, my sister is fine.

Huo Wushuang's expression relaxed, and he took advantage of the trend to restrain his soul power, but the next second...

He was dumbfounded.

Looking around, my sister is actually leaning on the arms of a black-clothed boy like a bird. She looks a little shy?

Ah, this...? What's the situation?

What made him even more dumbfounded was that the boy in black was so much shorter than his younger sister, and he looked younger than his younger sister.

The black-clothed boy is quite handsome and handsome. Well, in terms of appearance, the black-clothed boy in front of him is at least several levels higher than that idiot Feng Xiaotian.

Who is this boy in black?

Look at my sister's posture...

Is it a favorite object?

Does your sister actually like this style?

By the way, when did my sister meet such a bubbling handsome boy?

Hasn't she been practicing hard in Blazing Academy all these years?

Do you still have time to go out and meet other people of the opposite sex?

How could he not know.

Huo Wushuang feels strange, as if there is a problem, but I can't see it...

"cough-cough-"

Seeing that he had come over, his sister Huo Wu was still leaning on the arms of the black-clothed boy and didn't want to move. Huo Wushuang couldn't help but coughed twice, reminded him, and asked:

"Sister, are you...?"

Hearing the voice, Huo Wu regained her spirits, followed the sound, and found that it was her brother Huo Wushuang. She instantly froze, and finally understood her current situation--

She was still in the arms of the boy in black.

Huo Wu's face flushed instantly, Xia Fei's cheeks and earlobes were hot.

"Yeah!" With a soft cry, he quickly broke free from the arms of the black-clothed boy, walked quickly back to Huo Wushuang, hid behind him, covered his rosy face, and didn't want to see anyone.

"Sister, what's the matter with you? Who is that boy in black? Why are you in his arms?"

When Huo Wu returned to him, Huo Wushuang looked at his beloved sister, and immediately asked three times.

I heard Huo Wushuang's questioning.

Huo Wu suddenly felt ashamed. She was obviously hot-tempered and proud and domineering. At this moment, for some unknown reason, she couldn't produce the slightest anger, and she was only shy in her heart.

If it were her in normal times, she was treated like this by a stranger of the opposite sex, and it would be good if she didn't kick his dog's head with one foot. How could she be like this now, she just knew she was shy.

Huo Wu covered her flushed cheeks, and shyly twisted for a while.

That's how she responded in a timid voice.

He sensed the throbbing of his martial soul, and then followed the induction process to trace the source of the throbbing, and told his brother Huo Wushuang 1510 times.

She did not elaborate on how she was carried into the arms of the black-clothed boy in the follow-up.

I really don't know how to speak.

The boy in black seemed to contain some mysterious power. For some reason, she didn't tell her brother, but subconsciously chose to hide it.

Listen to the description of Fire Dance.

The dark red light in Huo Wushuang's eyes is getting more and more blazing.

He didn't notice that his younger sister was different from usual at this time, and her tone softened a lot.

"Sister, are you sure? Is it really the throbbing reaction of the martial soul?"

Huo Wushuang asked in surprise.

The younger sister did not understand what the throbbing reaction of the martial spirit meant.

He knew it.

Martial soul produces a throbbing reaction...

This is a sign of the spirit fusion technique.

His father once told him about martial arts fusion skills.

If two Martial Spirits want to form a Martial Spirit Fusion Skill, the first requirement is that the two Martial Spirits must be compatible with each other.

The so-called Martial Soul Fit means that the Martial Souls can induce induction between each other, that is, produce a throbbing reaction.

This kind of throbbing reaction is very bizarre and mysterious, but it is an ethereal feeling in the dark.

For example, the Star Luo Empire's Martial Soul Fusion Skill--

Nether White Tiger.

Between the white tiger martial arts and the ghost cat martial arts that make up the ghost white tiger, there is an obvious feature of the martial soul's throbbing reaction.

The throbbing response is the basis for forming a martial soul fusion technique.

The probability of the two martial spirits producing a throbbing reaction is extremely low, almost one in ten.

This is also the reason why spirit fusion skills are so rare in Douluo Mainland.

"Oh, brother, when did I lie to you, what I said is true, my Hokage Martial Soul is still throbbing violently, and it feels very clear."

Huo Wu pouted, responding to her brother's surprised rhetorical question.

Immediately, he stretched out a green jade finger and pointed at the black-clothed youth in the room, Ye Qifeng, his red lips lightly parted, and said in a low voice:

"Hey, the source is him."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, and his delicate face became even more rosy.

Huo Wushuang glanced at the black-clothed boy, then lowered his head slightly, rubbed his chin, thought for two seconds, and said in a voice that only he and Huo Wu could hear:

"If that's the case, sister, this black-clothed boy, we'd better draw him to the Blazing Academy. Maybe the martial spirits of the two of you can be combined into a martial spirit fusion technique."

"What? Martial spirit fusion skills? Combination skills like Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu from Tianshui College?"

As soon as Huo Wu heard this, she immediately let out a low cry, and then lowered her voice and asked Huo Wushuang:

"Brother, this has something to do with the martial arts fusion skill? Please tell me carefully."

"Yes."

Huo Wushuang nodded, keeping his voice as low as possible, and instilling in Huo Wu the knowledge of martial arts fusion skills his father taught him:

"Sister, listen to me, it's like this..."