A purple-red light rushed out of the little fat man's body. The short hair on his head suddenly became longer and gathered towards the center, forming a moxican-style release. The wings did not appear, but the purple-red light immediately released a strong heat as soon as it penetrated the body.

A circle of yellow soul rings rose from his feet at the same time, and long feathers extended from his thick bare arms. His hands also turned into claw shapes.

Well, to be honest, the phoenix doesn’t look like a chicken, but rather like a chicken.

"Hongjun..." Flander looked at it for a while, then sighed heavily, and continued to speak: "Your martial soul has indeed mutated, becoming a phoenix, but..."

Speaking of this, Fland stopped, with a sense of wanting to speak but stopping.

"But what, Dean, hurry up!" Ma Hongjun asked anxiously. He had been happy for a long time because of the mutated martial soul. Why did he come to Flander's place? He looked a little bad.

"Oh. Your martial soul has a huge flaw after mutating. It may not have been revealed yet, but when you obtain the second soul ring, it will be revealed. I will tell you later..." Flander thought about it and gave up his plan to speak. The child is still too young, so it is not good, not good.

"Director, can't you really tell me?" Ma Hongjun asked unwillingly. He knew that his martial soul had defects but he could not know what it was. This feeling was so uncomfortable.

"No, let's talk about it when you get the second soul ring." Flander waved his hand, and this time he really refused with righteous words.

"Okay, since I'm here in person today, I'll give you some advice on fighting. Hongjun, you have also released your martial soul. Let's try fighting with Xiaotian." Flander changed the topic and continued. He really didn't want to talk about the topic just now, which would damage his bright and majestic image.

"Ah, Dean, are you right? Let me fight with Brother Xiaotian?" Ma Hongjun looked surprised. Dean, you are not thinking that I am stupid. Is this a fight or a beating?

"Well, don't worry, Xiaotian cannot use his soul skills, and I will seal his soul power at about level 15." Flander said, putting his hand on Wang Xiaotian's shoulder, sealing his soul power.

"Ding, feel your soul power forcibly sealed by someone, the immortal body is passively activated, and the seal is lifted!"

Wang Xiaotian: Really, a good martial soul!

But Wang Xiaotian immediately used his soul power to simulate the appearance of level 15 soul power. He didn't want to expose his immortal body martial soul.

That is one of his biggest trump cards.

"Okay, let's start." Flander confirmed that Wang Xiaotian's soul power was sealed, and then spoke to the two of them. At the same time, he also jumped and retreated.

"Brother Xiaotian, please give me advice!" Ma Hongjun said to Wang Xiaotian eagerly. He is now a level 13 soul master, while Wang Xiaotian is only level 15 now, and Wang Xiaotian cannot use his soul power. He thinks he should be able to win...

"Okay, junior brother Hongjun!" Wang Xiaotian nodded. How could he not see Ma Hongjun's little thoughts? Since he wanted to try it, let's tell him with facts that his brother is still him... uncle!

"Okay, I'm ready." Wang Xiaotian took a few steps back lightly and said with his hands behind his back, but he did not release the soul ring, nor did he open his martial soul. He even had only suppressed his soul power at level 15.

"Brother Xiaotian, why don't you release your martial soul?" Ma Hongjun saw Wang Xiaotian standing like that, and was a little confused, so he wanted to fight like this, right?

"No, this is enough." Wang Xiaotian made a gesture of invitation. Today he wanted to try one of the wonderful ways to beat people in Douluo Continent, and not release his martial soul to beat people. The inventor, Haotian Douluo.

"Okay, Brother Xiaotian, I'm going to take action." Ma Hongjun felt a little angry when he saw Wang Xiaotian like this. He wanted Wang Xiaotian to know that he would suffer a loss in such a conceited manner.

Flander, who was standing by, was a little more curious when he saw Wang Xiaotian like this. He wanted to see what step Wang Xiaotian could do.

"Please!" Wang Xiaotian still looked calm and composed.

Ma Hongjun's yellow soul ring lit up, and suddenly opened her mouth, and a thin purple-red flame spurted out in the direction of Wang Xiaotian.

The first soul skill, Phoenix Fire!

"Good here!" Wang Xiaotian shouted lightly, then used his own body technique, his whole body was erratic, but he was approaching Ma Hongjun little by little.

It is worth mentioning here that Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line attack distance is only five meters, so he had to get closer to Wang Xiaotian, but it was this that gave Wang Xiaotian the opportunity to be close to him.

But Ma Hongjun's flames seemed to have eyes, and she chased Wang Xiaotian tightly, constantly disturbing Wang Xiaotian's approaching him. Even his Phoenix Fire Line could form several fire circles to block the route.

"It's interesting." Seeing this, Wang Xiaotian was not very panicked, but his steps under his feet couldn't help but speed up a little bit. In addition, the natural way of Tai Chi was understood, it had a bit of artistic conception.

Moreover, even if Wang Xiaotian doesn't need mental exploration, he can find several of the most suitable attack gaps under the fire circle with his combat experience.

However, although Wang Xiaotian's movements were flexible, he was still wiped by Ma Hongjun's fire thread. Then Wang Xiaotian calmly covered the place where the flames were burning with his hands, and the flames were extinguished by the cover.

"How is that possible!" Ma Hongjun looked at Wang Xiaotian with disbelief and used his hands to extinguish his flames. He was instantly surprised. His flames generally would not be destroyed.

Could it be that Wang Xiaotian’s hand was made by Bing?

However, although Ma Hongjun's guess was somewhat biased, he still guessed some things correctly. Wang Xiaotian is now considered a person with an ice-attribute martial soul. Although he is not released, he will not be easily burned.

Although Ma Hongjun's flame was a bit special, Wang Xiaotian discovered that the scorching attributes of his Tianyan Sword were no worse than Ma Hongjun's flame!

While Ma Hongjun was still surprised, Wang Xiaotian had already arrived in front of Ma Hongjun, and simply raised his hand and a palm!

"Ah!" Ma Hongjun hurriedly raised his hand to respond, but was slapped by Wang Xiaotian's palm and retreated several meters, and his hands were still sore.

The latter is simpler. Ma Hongjun has no combat skills. He only relies on soul skills. However, now his soul skills are easily avoided by Wang Xiaotian and Wang Xiaotian is close to him, so he naturally has to resist the beating.

Fortunately, Ma Hongjun is fat, so even if she resists beating, she is very patient.

So Wang Xiaotian tried his Tai Chi Palm, Tai Chi Fist, Tai Chi Baguazhang on Ma Hongjun...

Of course, Ma Hongjun tried to resist, but he found that it was useless at all, so he gave up resisting. There is a saying that life is like that...

Well, I have to say that it feels really good to not use martial souls to beat people. Wang Xiaotian decided to practice more physical fitness in the future. It is best to fight without fighting...

After Wang Xiaotian finished beating the person, he thought so in his heart.

And it was through this battle that Wang Xiaotian established a, well, a pretentious image in the eyes of Ma Hongjun and Flander...
Chapter completed!