"Sigh~ What's happening now?"
Looking at the colossal waterspout that blotted out the sky before him, Mo Hui felt a bit helpless. It was clearly about to end, but they had to increase the difficulty for him.
Although the thousand-meter waterspout before him was smaller compared to a true large typhoon, which could be tens of thousands of meters, its power was no weaker than a real natural disaster under the combined blessing of the Wind God and Sea God's divine force.
Facing an attack of this level, even a Titled Douluo above ninety-fifth level would wisely choose to evade, let alone Mo Hui, who was merely a Spirit Saint at seventy-eighth level.
"Bang!"
Immediately, Mo Hui broke free from the silver rings that bound him, flipped his body slightly, and stood on the silver pillar.
Looking at the thousand-meter waterspout surging towards him, Mo Hui's expression was solemn. He immediately summoned Pidgeot, and at the same time, seven spirit rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red—appeared around Mo Hui's body.
On the other side, Bo Saixi watched this scene and murmured, "Is the seventh spirit ring indeed a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring?"
Mo Hui's seventh spirit ring being a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring was within Bo Saixi's expectation. Although Mo Hui had not displayed it in front of her, the aura his Martial Soul True Body exuded when he returned was too powerful, unlike what a ten-thousand-year spirit ring could possess.
On the silver pillar, Mo Hui and Pidgeot exchanged glances. Immediately, the seventh spirit ring emitted a blood-red light, and Mo Hui and Pidgeot's bodies perfectly fused, transforming into a Mega Pidgeot over ten meters tall.
Then, a white light suddenly illuminated the head of the giant Mega Pidgeot. It was Mo Hui using his head Spirit Bone ability, Self-Motivation!
Subsequently, Mo Hui did not hesitate. Air Blades rapidly flew out from his already glowing first spirit ring, then condensed into a massive Wind Blade over seventy zhang long, slashing towards the thousand-meter waterspout before him.
However, this was not the end. A violent storm suddenly erupted around Mo Hui. It was precisely Mo Hui's fourth Spirit Ability, Storm!
Storm had the effect of amplifying the power of Spirit Abilities. Under the amplification of Storm, the giant Wind Blade suddenly expanded by another circle.
After undergoing the triple amplification of Martial Soul True Body, Self-Motivation, and Storm, the massive Wind Blade had now reached its peak, carrying an aura that could tear space, heading straight for the thousand-meter waterspout.
However, even though the combined Wind Blade was now incredibly large, even approaching three hundred meters in volume after receiving the amplification of Storm, it still appeared somewhat small when facing a thousand-meter waterspout.
Boom—
In an instant, the nearly three-hundred-meter giant green Wind Blade directly struck the thousand-meter waterspout. The aftermath of their clash transformed into rain and storm, causing the surrounding sea to become even more turbulent.
"What a powerful move!"
Seeing this, Bo Saixi's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of shock. She had never witnessed Mo Hui attacking with his full power before. Although she knew Mo Hui's true strength was formidable, she didn't know exactly how strong.
Now, after seeing Mo Hui's full-power attack, Bo Saixi realized that even though she had greatly overestimated him, she had still underestimated Mo Hui.
The power displayed by Mo Hui's attack at this moment, even for her, a ninety-ninth level Limit Douluo, would not be easy to withstand. A moment of carelessness could even lead to failure.
Thinking of this, Bo Saixi couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Sea God, your choice is correct. He truly deserves the favor of two gods."
Although Mo Hui had proven himself again and again, Bo Saixi always had a lingering thought: Mo Hui was not the Sea God's only choice, and her Sea God was even a latecomer, shamelessly forcing his way in.
Yes, Mo Hui was indeed excellent; perhaps no one in the entire Douluo Continent could be found to surpass him. But the Sea God was, after all, a supreme main god.
For a main god to seek an inheritor was the inheritor's fortune. Gods had infinite lifespans, having witnessed countless geniuses throughout the river of time. Even if Mo Hui was excellent, was it necessary for him to be the only one, even to put aside dignity and contend with other gods?
But now, after Mo Hui displayed his strength, Bo Saixi's thoughts changed.
In terms of talent, Mo Hui had reached seventy-eighth level at less than eighteen years old, and possessed a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.
In terms of ingenuity, Mo Hui, at a young age, had created multiple self-created Spirit Abilities, and had even, under her gaze, created two powerful self-created Spirit Abilities in less than a month.
In terms of strength, Mo Hui was now capable of confronting Super Douluo above ninety-fifth level, and this was still under the premise that his own level was only at the Spirit Saint stage.
Such talent, such ingenuity, such strength—it's hard to say if there was no one before him, given the Sea God's precedence, but it's highly probable there will be no one after him.
If this were the case, the Sea God's actions could be understood, as no one would want their inheritor to be too weak.
"However…"
Suddenly, Bo Saixi changed the subject, looking at the huge bird figure within the Raging Wave Desperation, and said, "The favor of two gods is both a blessing and a crisis. Can you safely pass their trials?"
Within the Raging Wave Desperation, Mo Hui was simultaneously condensing Cutting Wind Wheel and observing the clash between the Wind Blade and the waterspout.
For the giant Wind Blade just now, he had used every means allowed within the scope. If even this move couldn't counter the opponent, then he would have no chance of winning in this confrontation.
However, what happened next completely stunned Mo Hui. The three-hundred-meter Wind Blade he had unleashed, after a brief stalemate with the thousand-meter waterspout, was slowly eroded and assimilated, transforming into pure wind-attribute energy absorbed by the waterspout.
In fact, because it absorbed Mo Hui's giant Wind Blade, the waterspout's power increased again, from one thousand meters to one thousand one hundred meters.
"Heterogeneous wind-attribute energy!"
Seeing this, Mo Hui couldn't help but grit his teeth in frustration.
Damn it, they gave me a restriction saying Delta Airflow wasn't allowed, but then they used heterogeneous wind-attribute energy to nullify my attacks. Wind God, you truly deserve to die!!!!
Subsequently, Mo Hui sighed and dispelled the Cutting Wind Wheel in his hand.
In this situation, any wind-attribute attack would only add energy to the opponent, making their attack even fiercer, rendering it meaningless.
When truly facing despair, Mo Hui instead calmed down. He thought of a question: would two gods really create a trial that couldn't be passed?
The answer was no, but if not, then where was his glimmer of hope?
As the waterspout drew closer to Mo Hui, the situation became increasingly urgent.
At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck Mo Hui, as if he understood something.
The best way to face fear is to face it directly!