Doupo: With an incredible comprehension, he was born as a Douhuang!

Chapter 115: Sea Heart Flame? It's complete garbage.

Zi Yan's sword shadows were like weaving nets, and every slash was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, heading straight for Han Feng's vital points.

Han Feng's eyes condensed, no longer holding back, the fighting spirit in his body roared, and an unprecedented hot breath surged out of his body, instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield. The temperature around him rose suddenly, and the air was filled with a burning smell.

"Sea Heart Flame, appear!" Han Feng shouted in a low voice, and a wisp of faint blue flame rose into the air from the palm of his hand. The flame seemed to have life, constantly jumping and expanding, and finally turned into a blue fireball the size of a basketball, emitting a heart-pounding high temperature.

Facing the strange fire released by Han Feng, Zi Yan's expression remained unchanged, with a hint of excitement flashing in her eyes.

She has had an unusual affinity for all kinds of fire since she was a child, especially for strange fire, for which she has an indescribable desire.

"Come on! Let me see what's so special about your strange fire!" Zi Yan shouted delicately, and as the short sword in her hand danced, a bright purple light condensed on the tip of the sword. It was a combination of her unique fighting spirit and soul power - the Dragon Soul Sword Light.

The collision between the two seemed to ignite the entire space. The Sea Heart Flame and the Dragon Soul Sword Light intertwined together, making a crackling sound. The powerful shock wave caused the surrounding rocks to scatter.

Han Feng had a sneer on his face, trying to use the advantage of the strange fire to overwhelm Zi Yan in one fell swoop; while Zi Yan became more and more courageous and more agile as the battle went on, trying to find an opportunity to break through the blockade of the Sea Heart Flame in every confrontation.

"Han Feng, your strange fire is indeed powerful, but you are still far from being able to defeat me with just this!" Zi Yan said as she cleverly used the gaps between the sword shadows and the flames to gradually approach Han Feng.

Han Feng's face darkened. He knew that if he continued like this, he would most likely be put in a passive position.

At this moment, an idea flashed through his mind. He suddenly put away the Sea Heart Flame, and his body suddenly retreated. At the same time, he formed seals with his hands and chanted, "Star Shattering Fist!"

A terrifying fighting spirit gathered on the fist and turned into a bright meteor, rushing straight towards Zi Yan. The speed was so fast that it was terrifying.

Zi Yan frowned. Faced with such a sudden change, she turned around and, with the help of the fire energy floating around her, instantly moved to Han Feng's flank.

"Want to run?" Han Feng sneered. Just as he was about to chase her, he saw a sly smile on Zi Yan's lips. An unprecedented powerful force had gathered on the dagger in her hand.

"Dragon Roars in the Sky!" With Zi Yan's clear voice, the dagger was swung out violently, and a huge purple light dragon roared out, carrying destructive power, and collided head-on with Han Feng's Star-Breaking Fist.

"Bang!" The moment the two forces collided, the entire space seemed to tremble.

Smoke and dust rose up, obscuring the figures of the two people, leaving only bursts of loud rumbling sounds echoing in the air.

After a while, the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and the figures of Han Feng and Zi Yan reappeared. They both looked pale and their breath was slightly unstable, but the fighting spirit flashing in their eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

"Little sister, your fighting spirit... doesn't seem to be enough." Han Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a sly smile appeared on his lips. Under his urging, the sea heart flame turned into a hot blue flame tornado, carrying a surging high temperature, and went straight to Zi Yan.

Zi Yan gritted her teeth and frowned. She knew that if she took the attack head-on, she would probably collapse to the ground exhausted. "Han Feng, don't go too far!" Before she finished speaking, she swayed and took advantage of the surrounding terrain to evade, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack.

"Hmph, you want to escape? Not that easy!" Han Feng snorted coldly and controlled the Sea Heart Flame like a beast chasing its prey, following Zi Yan's figure closely. Bursts of explosions were heard in the air, and flames collided with stones, sparks flying.

Just as Zi Yan dodged left and right and gradually felt exhausted, Xiao Chong, who was watching the fight from the side, made a move. Xiao Chong's appearance was like a gust of wind sweeping across a calm lake, bringing a wave of power that could not be ignored. He locked his gaze on Han Feng and said in a deep voice, "That's enough, Han Feng. Let me meet you."

Before Xiao Chong finished speaking, his body moved as if at the same speed as the wind, and in the blink of an eye he stood in front of Zi Yan.

He waved his hands lightly, and invisible power spread out, forming an invisible barrier between Zi Yan and Han Feng, blocking the raging Sea Heart Flame out.

"Good job Xiao Chong, it seems I underestimated you."

Han Feng's face darkened slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into a fierce fighting spirit. The Sea Heart Flame became more and more violent in his hands, as if it wanted to break through all obstacles and show its true power to Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong smiled slightly, and faint circles of blue light appeared around him. It came from deep inside his body, reflecting his ultimate pursuit of fighting spirit.

As the light grew brighter, the air around them seemed to be compressed, making it difficult to breathe.

"Hmph, come on! Let's see whether you are stronger or my Sea Heart Flame can burn everything!" Han Feng shouted angrily, and his whole body turned into a fiery red lightning, carrying destructive power, and rushed straight towards Xiao Chong.

The two men fought in an instant, and the fists and flames intertwined to form a gorgeous battlefield.

Every collision was accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, the rocks crumbling, the dust flying, as if the heaven and earth were also changing color. Zi Yan watched the battle nervously from the side, but she also felt an inexplicable excitement in her heart. This was a high-level duel that she had never seen before.

"Xiao Chong, your strength really surprises me. However, it is too naive to think that you can defeat me like this!" There was a hint of sarcasm in Han Feng's voice. His figure appeared and disappeared. Hai Xinyan seemed to have his own will, constantly changing his attack methods, trying to find Xiao Chong's flaws.

"Really? Then I'd like to see how long you can hold on." Xiao Chong curled his lips into a sneer. His movements became more and more smooth and natural. Every time he swung the sword, he accurately blocked Han Feng's attack. At the same time, there was a faint momentum of counterattack.

"You seem to enjoy this game of chase, Xiao Chong. But don't forget, if you play with fire, you will get burned."

Han Feng panted, a bitter smile appeared on his lips, sweat and dust mixed together, leaving mottled marks on his face. His Sea Heart Flame was still as powerful as ever, but it seemed more and more powerless under Xiao Chong's calm response.

"Enjoy it? No, Han Feng, I'm just trying to make you understand that the gap in strength cannot be made up by a few sarcastic remarks or arrogance." Xiao Chong's voice was calm and magnetic, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"Everything you have ever despised will become the final straw that breaks your back today."

As the battle continued, the atmosphere between the two became more and more tense. Zi Yan's eyes followed every change in the battle, and she felt mixed emotions.

"You...what exactly do you want?" Han Feng panted, his tone already filled with despair.

He began to realize that Xiao Chong's goal was far more than a simple victory or defeat, it was a form of almost cruel punishment and humiliation.

(End of this chapter)