Swish, swish!
Holding the fan with one hand, he fanned it fiercely twice, the strong wind stirring up sand and stones, and the leaves rustling.
“Can this fan only be used to fan wind?”
Staring at the folding fan in his hand, Wang Zhong looked full of doubt.
He didn’t know where the tree spirit got this thing from. If it could only fan wind, it would be too useless.
With the ninja scroll in front of him, Wang Zhong instinctively felt that his tree spirit was something extraordinary, and the folding fan brought by the other party, similar to a summoning technique, should not be so simple.
“Summoning Technique!”
Wang Zhong’s eyes suddenly brightened. He put the fan aside and took out the scroll from his soul tool. He unrolled it and scanned the records on it.
Finally, at the very end of the scroll, he found the record about the folding fan.
“Uchiha clan’s Tuanyan Fan, … Uchiha clan, I’ve never heard of this clan before. Never mind, let’s keep reading.”
Wang Zhong searched his memory but found no relevant knowledge, so he put it aside and continued to read.
“The patriarch’s proof item. It can use Wind Style to control flames and enhance the power of Fire Style ninjutsu.”
“It can also absorb the opponent’s ninjutsu chakra and generate wind-attribute chakra to reflect it back.”
Reading this, Wang Zhong was stunned. He used his own knowledge to interpret these words in another way.
A clan's symbolic item. It can use wind attribute to control fire attribute, enhance the power of fire attribute soul skills, and absorb the opponent's soul power, generating wind attribute to return it to the opponent.
“Lu Xiaoshuang, Si Qinyi! This fan combines parts of the two people’s spirit and soul skills!”
“The former’s second soul skill, Shockwave and Impact. The latter’s Neon Wardrobe spirit’s manifestation, using the opponent’s strength against them.”
Frowning slightly, Wang Zhong put away the scroll and picked up the fan called Tuanyan Fan again, his eyes lost in thought.
From the dry description alone, Wang Zhong didn't think the Tuanyan Fan was very powerful, because both Lu Xiaoshuang and Si Qinyi were defeated miserably under his monstrous strength.
The Tuanyan Fan’s abilities were a bit weak!
“Let’s find something to test it!”
His eyes rolled, and Wang Zhong set his sights on the ferocious spirit bear that had been bound for a whole day and night and was still struggling violently.
“It’s you!”
“Ming Shen Men, disperse! Entwine, release!”
With two shouts, the ferocious spirit bear was immediately freed and stood on its hind legs.
“Roar!”
The roar shook the heavens and the earth. Having been suppressed for a whole day and night, it was extremely enraged.
With its thirty-thousand-year cultivation, it was not the top king in the Death Canyon, but with its innate ability of Ferocity, it was one of the few powerhouses in the Death Canyon.
But now, it was actually bound by a small thing that could be killed with one slap for a day and a night, and it still couldn’t break free.
The few traces of intelligence it had were long gone, burned away by prolonged rage.
The ferocious spirit bear now had only one thought: it wanted to tear everything in front of it to shreds!
Black soul power steamed out from its body like vapor, slowly seeping out from the surface of the ferocious spirit bear’s body, vaguely forming an even larger bear shape in mid-air. A terrifying and absolute pressure swept over them like a tidal wave from that phantom.
“This move is, Wrath of the Bear God!”
“Unique to ferocious spirit bears above ten thousand years, it’s almost a desperate attack.”
“Ha, it’s really pissed off to the extreme.”
Carrying the fan on his shoulder, Wang Zhong grinned, smiling maliciously.
The phantom of the giant bear became more and more solid. When it reached a certain degree of solidity, the phantom descended into the ferocious spirit bear below with a roar.
Like oil poured into water, in an instant, the soul power erupted, and the body of the ferocious spirit bear visibly expanded by two full circles!
Its original three-meter form now reached four meters, and the muscles on its limbs bulged, also more than doubling in thickness.
A colossal pressure, like mountains and seas, surged out from its mountain-like body.
Boom!
Its body, standing on its hind legs, slammed down heavily. The ground cracked, and rubble flew. The ferocious spirit bear roared and bellowed at Wang Zhong, its voice waves mixed with powerful soul power, kicking up sand and stones, its sound spreading in all directions.
Some weaker spirit beasts nearby were directly shaken to death by this roar.
It ran on all fours towards Wang Zhong. When it was still two meters away from him, the ferocious spirit bear leaped up, condensing all its soul power into its front paws. Streams of black energy rose from the bear paws, carrying a powerful force capable of splitting rocks and mountains, and swiped at Wang Zhong.
The wind pressure coming head-on made Wang Zhong’s smile subside considerably. Wrath of the Bear God was the ferocious spirit bear’s way of fighting desperately. After using this move, it would be extremely weak for a full month, and a hundred-year spirit beast could easily kill it.
Unless absolutely necessary, or for self-preservation, the ferocious spirit bear rarely used this move.
Since it was a move for self-preservation, its power was naturally not to be underestimated. With its thirty-thousand-year cultivation, using this move was enough to contend with spirit beasts of sixty to seventy thousand years.
Stepping back with his right leg, forming a bow stance, Wang Zhong gripped the fan handle with his right hand and placed his left hand on the fan leaf, his body tensing, ready to take the blow head-on.
A fierce and bloodthirsty glint flashed in his blood-red eyes. The ferocious spirit bear’s two giant paws slammed heavily onto the Tuanyan Fan in front of Wang Zhong.
Where they met, it was like an earthquake. The immense power made the entire Death Canyon tremble violently at that moment.
Giant rocks flew, and trees around them were broken in half by the terrifying shockwave.
Wang Zhong gritted his teeth and held on to the flame fan. The ground beneath his feet cracked and was covered with fissures. Although he had forcefully resisted this blow, he felt a sense of helplessness.
Because the fan in his hand didn't seem to absorb the opponent's power at all.
“Could it be that the fan in my hand is not the so-called Uchiha Tuanyan Fan!”
“Or, this fan can only absorb soul power attacks or elemental attacks, and has no effect on pure physical attacks like the ferocious spirit bear.”
“Or, my control method is wrong!”
Three hypotheses flashed through his mind. Wang Zhong resisted the ferocious spirit bear’s immense power while thinking.
“The fan in my hand should indeed not be the Uchiha Flame Fan, but some kind of imitation. Because the former is mainly black and white, with tadpole-like symbols on the fan leaves. But the thing in my hand is mainly brown and green, and the pattern on the fan leaves is a towering tree!”
“Since it’s an imitation, the effect should be the same.”
“The ferocious spirit bear’s current attack is not just brute force, but also soul power!”
“Since neither was absorbed, it can only mean that my control method is wrong!”
His eyes lit up, and Wang Zhong had found the reason. Combining the description of the Uchiha fan, to make the fan in his hand reflect the power, it needed the support of that jade-green energy.
The tree spirit suddenly appeared behind his body. Natural energy entered his body, and Wang Zhong condensed it into jade-green energy in an instant, injecting it into the fan.
At that very moment, the fan in Wang Zhong’s hand suddenly began to glow. The force transmitted from the ferocious spirit bear’s paws on the opposite side became smaller and smaller.
Finally, Wang Zhong couldn't even feel any force being transmitted from the other side.
Sensing this change, Wang Zhong grinned and said, “Reflect!”
A terrifying gale blew out from the fan leaves, shattering all the bones in the ferocious spirit bear’s chest in an instant. Its flesh exploded, its internal organs tore, its blood-red eyes dimmed in an instant, and it suffered an unprecedented, truly fatal blow!
The ground cracked, and trees were uprooted. Accompanied by gusts of wind like thunder, the ferocious spirit bear was blown far away, dragging on the ground for dozens of meters before it finally stopped.
The wind stopped, and Wang Zhong lowered the Tuanyan Fan. Everything that met his eyes made his pupils shrink.
Within five hundred meters in front of him, one by one, the large trees were uprooted. The entire area was a scene of devastation, with not a blade of grass left. The ground in front of him was plowed layer after layer by the wind, like flesh being cut by a sharp blade, skin and flesh peeling back, ferocious and terrifying.
He swallowed hard, and Wang Zhong trembled, “What terrifying power! What astonishing destructive force!”