Douluo: Becoming a God by Relying on my Enemies

The onlookers were utterly baffled, unable to comprehend Yun Feng's seemingly chaotic strategy. But Yun Feng's motives weren't merely about securing victory; his goal was to completely dominate the Emperor Team, leaving an indelible impression on them.

Dugu Yan felt a tinge of panic as Yun Feng, with his peculiar yet graceful footwork, broke through the defenses of Shi Mo, Shi Mo, and even Yu Tianheng with astonishing ease. She never expected him to bypass their formation so effortlessly.

In her flustered state, Dugu Yan completely forgot Qin Ming's prior warnings. With a sharp cry, her third spirit ring glowed intensely. Her green eyes turned completely violet, and the green scales on her snake tail were overlaid with a faint purple sheen. She opened her mouth, releasing a dense purple mist that rapidly spread, enveloping Yun Feng.

Yun Feng felt no fear—not because of the toxin itself, which couldn't harm him so quickly, but because of the pungent stench, which nearly made him gag. Suppressing his disgust, Yun Feng acted swiftly. From his storage ring, he retrieved a bag of **xionghuang wine**. Tossing it into the spreading mist, he ignited it midair with a burst of flame.

The alcohol-fed flames erupted violently, consuming the toxic mist in seconds with a series of popping sounds. Dugu Yan froze, stunned that her carefully prepared attack had been neutralized so easily.

Yun Feng wasted no time. With the mist cleared, he rushed at Dugu Yan, delivering a swift, powerful punch. His attention was drawn to her because she had caught his eye.

Dugu Yan tried to evade, twisting her snake tail to maneuver away, but Yun Feng's strike wasn't so easily avoided. Although the punch didn't hit a vital spot, it tore through a part of her outfit and left a shallow wound, from which blood trickled. The pain and the overwhelming force of Yun Feng's energy made her wince in agony.

Yun Feng smirked, retreating immediately after landing the blow. Just then, Oslo, the Ghost Leopard Spirit Master, attempted a sneak attack but missed, while Yu Feng dove from above, his birdlike wings slicing through the air. Both attacks failed, with Yun Feng effortlessly deflecting them.

Yun Feng couldn't hide his disappointment. He looked at the seven of them and said flatly, 

"If this is the best you've got, you might not even touch the hem of my clothes."

Yu Tianheng burned with rage. He had been praised his entire life and never openly ridiculed, let alone humiliated. To be told he couldn't even touch Yun Feng's clothes was a direct insult to the Emperor Team's honor.

Enraged, Yu Tianheng launched his assault. His dragon arm, glittering under the arena's lights, crackled with electric energy. Before his body even reached Yun Feng, the lightning gathered into a massive claw that lashed toward Yun Feng's exposed chest. His first spirit ring flared brilliantly as he leaped into the air, unleashing the full power of his attack.

But Yun Feng didn't stand idly by. The instant the lightning claw approached, Yun Feng sidestepped with fluid precision, causing Yu Tianheng to lose his balance midair. Before Yu Tianheng could recover, Yun Feng countered with a devastating punch to the dragon arm.

The force of the impact was unmistakable. Yu Tianheng's dragon arm twisted grotesquely under the blow, and the arena echoed with his agonized scream. 

"AHHHHH!"

Yu Tianheng collapsed to the ground, unconscious. His dragon arm, the focus of his martial spirit, was broken, leaving his spirit power severely depleted.

Yun Feng glanced down at the fallen Yu Tianheng, then turned to the Emperor Team with a faint smile. 

"I didn't expect your captain to be so weak. My apologies." 

His words shattered the tense silence, drawing gasps and murmurs from the VIP spectators. Even Dou Dou, floating above, momentarily stopped flapping her wings, nearly falling from the sky in shock.

Dugu Yan was the first to recover from her daze. She shoved the Shi brothers aside and rushed to Yu Tianheng's side, ignoring the risk of another attack from Yun Feng. Her actions spurred the rest of the Emperor Team into action. Oslo quickly carried Yu Tianheng to Ye Lingling, who activated her Nine-Hearted Begonia martial spirit to begin healing him. However, the extent of the damage was severe—Ye Lingling's current level wasn't enough to fully restore him.

Yu Tianheng's dragon arm remained twisted, and his depleted spirit power rendered him incapable of returning to the fight.

Yun Feng stood at ease, his body language exuding calm detachment. Watching his opponents scramble to recover, he felt a tinge of disappointment. 

*Is this really all they've got? I haven't even used a tenth of my strength, and they're already falling apart.*

Despite the dire situation, Dugu Yan's fiery glare remained fixed on Yun Feng. Her snake-like eyes burned with hatred, which Yun Feng couldn't help but admire slightly. 

"Impressive loyalty," he muttered.

With a faint chuckle, Yun Feng addressed the Emperor Team. 

"It's just a match. Injuries are inevitable. Why look at me like that?"

But Dugu Yan couldn't contain her rage. Ignoring logic, she spat venomously, 

"You dared to harm him! I'll make you pay!"

Leaving Ye Lingling to tend to Yu Tianheng, the rest of the Emperor Team launched an all-out assault on Yun Feng. Dugu Yan led the charge, unleashing her toxins with renewed fervor. While the attacks lacked coordination, their desperation made them dangerous.

Yun Feng sighed, his expression remaining calm. *Time to end this.*

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