"Little Chuan, you go first."
Chrysanthemum Douluo stood about ten meters away from Yun Chuan, waving at him. His relaxed demeanor made it seem like he wasn't about to fight at all. What he said was even more infuriating.
"If I go first, you won't have a chance to attack."
Yun Chuan, however, wasn't angered by Chrysanthemum Douluo's infuriating words. He knew that Chrysanthemum Douluo wasn't mocking him or showing off; he was stating a fact. If Chrysanthemum Douluo really attacked first, even if he could only use his first six Spirit Abilities, Yun Chuan would very likely be defeated in one wave.
Therefore, Chrysanthemum Douluo's posture wasn't arrogance, but the confidence his strength gave him!
Although Yun Chuan's current physique, capable of bearing seven ten-thousand-year spirit rings, was already at the Titled Douluo level, even far surpassing Chrysanthemum Douluo, the true power of a Spirit Master never lay in their physical attributes. Instead, it was in their various strange Spirit Abilities. These could be used to amplify one's own power, weaken opponents, or make attacks unpredictable, leaving one defenseless.
This was the true power of a Spirit Master.
So, even though Yun Chuan could easily defeat Chrysanthemum Douluo in terms of physical attributes alone, it didn't mean he was stronger than Chrysanthemum Douluo; these were two completely different things. For a Spirit Master, the Spirit Abilities possessed by their Spirit were the most important standard for measuring strength.
"Then, please excuse me, Elder Ju!"
Since the other party let him attack first, Yun Chuan naturally wouldn't refuse. He wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that his current strength was sufficient to contend with a Titled Douluo. Despite his strong talent, he hadn't fully matured yet, nor had he unearthed the true power of his sixty points of bone root. Therefore, he was still bound by the Spirit Master framework of this World and couldn't do anything too contrary to common sense.
"Fire God's Wrath!"
Yun Chuan let out a low roar, simultaneously forming hand seals rapidly, striking various strange poses. As if aligning with some profound rule of the World, a crimson firelight gradually lit up around his body, followed by a large expanse of flames appearing out of thin air.
After these flames appeared, they seemed to possess their own will. As his hand gestures changed, they quickly gathered behind him, solidifying into a form. Finally, they transformed into a Fudo Myo-o with a ferocious face, green face, and fangs!
This Fudo Myo-o was entirely formed of pure flame, filled with the unique ferocity of fire, as if it were a Fire God. It was wantonly displaying its wrath!
Thus, this move was named Fire God's Wrath!
It was Yun Chuan's development and application of the inherent fire attribute of the Supreme Haotian Hammer. In this state, he could maximize the power of his flame control.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's Spirit was the neutral Immortal Herb, Qi Rong Tong Tian Ju (Chrysanthemum That Pierces the Heavens), which belonged to the plant type. Plants are generally afraid of flames unless they have fire resistance. Otherwise, when facing a Spirit Master whose Spirit is a plant, a fire attack usually does the trick.
It was precisely for this reason that Yun Chuan immediately unleashed the powerful fire-attribute move—Fire God's Wrath—from the very beginning!
"Take this, Meteor Fire Rain!"
With a thought, the seven to eight-meter-tall Fudo Myo-o behind him let out a furious roar. Immediately, flames appeared out of thin air in the surrounding void, forming into meteoric fireballs that rained down on Chrysanthemum Douluo like raindrops!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"
The meteoric fireballs hit the ground, exploding with a roar.
A large plume of flames, carrying terrifying high temperatures, raged outwards!
It was fortunate that the test site was chosen in the wilderness, with virtually no forests around, just a desolate plain. Otherwise, if Yun Chuan's Meteor Fire Rain had struck there, it would have undoubtedly caused a terrifying forest fire, incinerating everything around.
Yun Chuan, at this moment, wasn't paying attention to where the Meteor Fire Rain landed. Instead, he looked up. Chrysanthemum Douluo was quietly flying in the sky, his nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—emitting terrifying power fluctuations.
Around his body, a huge chrysanthemum floated quietly, faintly emitting a delicate fragrance~
The situation was clear: Yun Chuan's previous Meteor Fire Rain had been dodged. This was normal; a Titled Douluo's speed and reaction capabilities were incomparable to a Spirit Saint. What good was powerful attack if it couldn't hit anyone? It was meaningless.
"Fire Dragon Roar!"
Yun Chuan didn't hesitate. The Fudo Myo-o floating behind him was filled with raging anger, its expression becoming even more ferocious. Then, it raised an arm, and a stream of flame shot towards Chrysanthemum Douluo in the sky.
As soon as this stream of flame left the Fudo Myo-o's arm, it immediately began to rapidly condense its form, eventually transforming into a lifelike fire dragon. Approximately ten meters long, with a slender, serpentine body, it swayed its head and tail, pouncing towards Chrysanthemum Douluo in the sky.
Seeing a fire dragon attacking him, Chrysanthemum Douluo in mid-air remained unhurried, simply executing a graceful turn to easily dodge the fire dragon's assault.
However, this fire dragon wasn't a rigid, straightforward entity. After being dodged, it twisted its body, and its massive dragon tail whipped towards him.
Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed not to have expected the fire dragon to turn. Caught off guard, he couldn't dodge in time, but he wasn't flustered. He simply extended his hand and pushed, and terrifying spirit power bloomed in his palm. In an instant, it condensed into a shield made of petals, easily blocking the fire dragon's tail whip.
"Boom!"
The fire dragon's tail struck the petal shield, and raging flames splattered around. But for the petal shield, it couldn't be shaken in the slightest. At most, the flames remained on it, continuing to burn.
"Oh, what powerful flames." Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at the unquenchable flames burning on the petal shield, a surprised expression on his face. He commented to himself, "If it could hit my body, even I would need to expend a large amount of spirit power to extinguish these flames. But if it can't hit anyone, what use is high destructive power?"
As his voice fell, one of Chrysanthemum Douluo's first six spirit rings lit up. Then, he raised his hand and waved, and the petal shield dissipated. At the same time, the petals of the huge chrysanthemum around his body began to fall, as if endlessly, finally forming a stream of petals.
This stream of petals was very peculiar; it carried a damp moisture. Then, under Chrysanthemum Douluo's control, it covered the ten-meter-long fire dragon.
"Roar!"
The lifelike fire dragon roared, then spewed a large stream of flames from its mouth, and a terrifying high temperature began to permeate!
The flames spewed from the dragon's mouth eventually collided with the large expanse of moist petal stream!