"Begin the match!" The referee's command rang out.
Feng Xiaotian's body instantly accelerated, charging straight toward Little Snake.
A trail of cyan light stretched behind him, like the shadow of the wind itself.
As a wind-attribute Martial Soul user, Feng Xiaotian's speed surpassed that of most agility-type Soul Masters.
While closing the distance, the First Soul Ring on Feng Xiaotian's body had already lit up.
His hands transformed into sharp wolf claws, gleaming with a chilling light. Before he even reached his opponent, the radiance had already flashed toward Little Snake.
Upon closer inspection, these flashes were actually crescent-shaped wind blades.
With an ear-piercing shriek, the wind blades surged toward Little Snake in an overwhelming formation, as if arranged in a battle array.
This was Feng Xiaotian's First Soul Skill—Wind Blade Array.
"Azure Phosphorous Finger Force!"
Little Snake's movements were simple—he extended both hands, and the Soul Power within his body erupted explosively.
Ten streaks of finger force shot out, colliding precisely with Feng Xiaotian's Wind Blade Array.
Ten wind blades against ten finger strikes!
A deafening, high-pitched screech echoed around the arena.
Listening closely, the sound seemed to emanate from all directions, yet it vanished as quickly as it came.
The arena soon returned to silence.
"I blocked your ten wind blades—now you block my ten finger strikes!"
Little Snake unleashed another ten streaks of finger force.
His hands moved like plucking flowers and leaves—ten streaks of eerie purple Azure Phosphorous Finger Force arced in bizarre trajectories, attacking Feng Xiaotian from all directions: above, below, left, and right.
Since the battle began, Feng Xiaotian had been in constant motion, his speed nothing short of terrifying.
Yet now, these finger strikes seemed to have eyes, coincidentally sealing off every possible path of evasion.
Feng Xiaotian was shocked.
This Dugu She's Soul Skill was unexpectedly flexible, rivaling even his wind blades.
Though startled, Feng Xiaotian was not without countermeasures.
With rapid slashes of his claws, he fired another ten wind blades.
Wind blade attacks were the most fundamental skill for wind-attribute Soul Masters.
Feng Xiaotian's comprehension of his Martial Soul had reached the level of Self-Created Soul Skills, making the execution of wind blades effortless.
Moreover, Feng Xiaotian's competitive spirit had been ignited.
He actually planted his feet, no longer relying on the wind's speed to close in on Little Snake.
The wolf head on his shoulder let out a piercing howl as he channeled his Soul Power to its limits. Powerful wind blades continuously shot forth from his claws.
Seeing this, Little Snake seemed to share an unspoken understanding with Feng Xiaotian.
Both sought to prove their superiority in this most basic of Soul Skills.
On the arena, the two figures stood firm—Feng Xiaotian surrounded by swirling wind blades, his wolf head roaring, while Little Snake's gaze remained icy, purple mist swirling around him.
Between them, wind blades and finger strikes collided endlessly.
Neither attack followed a straight path—instead, they curved from left and right or descended from above.
Every time an attack was about to land, it was intercepted with pinpoint precision by the opponent's counter, erupting in bursts of violet and cyan radiance across the arena.
In this clash, the two were evenly matched.
This style of Soul Duel left the audience in awe—this was true, spectacular combat.
Glorious yet brutal, with not a single margin for error.
In the rest area, Dugu Feng, who was watching the battle, sighed, "Little Snake has developed a competitive spirit and actually didn't release the Azure Phosphorus Violet Venom.
After his Azure Phosphorous Finger Force collided with the wind blades, the poison would spread. If Little Snake had intended, this toxin could quickly render Feng Xiaotian powerless to resist!"
Beside him, Old Snake wore a proud expression.
His son was engaged in a peak-level duel on the Soul Master Competition stage, holding his own against the most elite geniuses in a Soul Duel.
His future prospects would undoubtedly surpass his own!
A short while later.
The fighting style on the arena hadn't changed, but the intensity of their attacks had reached the limits of what both could unleash.
With their Soul Power evenly matched, the contest now hinged on their Soul Skills and combat prowess.
A single mistake would put either at a disadvantage.
"Bang!"
After prolonged attacks and the strain of tension, an error was inevitable.
Feng Xiaotian's chest heaved violently, and a purple puncture mark was visible on his wolf-head emblem.
Little Snake also bore a deep gash across his chest, revealing reddened flesh beneath.
Both had struck each other.
This time, Feng Xiaotian finally had to change tactics.
Because his opponent's Azure Phosphorous Finger Force was laced with poison—beyond physical damage, it corroded with venom.
He could no longer sustain a prolonged fight.
He had to continuously expend Soul Power to resist the toxin.
Feng Xiaotian's second and third Spirit Rings simultaneously lit up.
A pair of enormous cyan wings unfurled from his back, majestic and radiant, spanning over five meters in length.
With a gentle flap, Feng Xiaotian soared into the air.
He ascended swiftly, reaching a height of several dozen meters above the ground.
Seeing this, Dugu Feng knew Feng Xiaotian was about to unleash his Gale Devil Wolf Thirty-Six Slashes.
Much like the Clear Sky Sect's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique, it relied on borrowed momentum, each strike building upon the last.
"Dugu She, you are strong, but unfortunately, you've met me.
What comes next is my strongest Soul Skill—my Self-Created Soul Skill, the Gale Devil Wolf Thirty-Six Slashes. If you can't endure, speak up early!"
Hovering in the sky, Feng Xiaotian wore a cool, composed expression.
Even in the heat of battle, he couldn't resist glancing toward the Blazing Fire Academy's rest area.
How could he miss Huo Wu's reaction at such a glorious moment?
Sure enough, amidst the crowd, he saw her eyes fixed intently on the battlefield.
Feng Xiaotian's aura surged.
Stimulated by love's fervor.
He let out a fierce cry, descending like a falling meteor.
The massive wings on his back, their cyan glow now subdued, turned nearly transparent, slicing through the air with minimal wind resistance.
His speed was such that ordinary eyes could only catch a blur of cyan light.
Faced with this assault, Little Snake's eyes gleamed with a faint smile.
His fourth Spirit Ring flashed.
Activating the Jade Phosphor Heavenly Barrier.
Like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, countless emerald-green serpents materialized around him.
Simultaneously, the green light in his eyes deepened into violet.
A snake hunting its prey remains motionless until striking like thunder.
Before attacking, it discerns every movement of its target through scent and light.
In Little Snake's eyes, Feng Xiaotian's movements slowed, becoming crystal clear.
As the two closed in at breakneck speed.
Little Snake stood still, as if frozen in fear.
Feng Xiaotian's expression turned slightly odd—did his opponent have no counter?
For a moment, he hesitated whether to lessen the attack's force.
But in the end, he remained resolute and plunged downward.
The opponent's strength had already earned his recognition, so he definitely wasn't stunned.
The transparent wings slashed down fiercely.
But at that moment.
Little Snake moved.
All the surrounding emerald-green vipers' bodies hardened.
Like shields, they shot skyward.
These Shield Serpents split into two groups, violently crashing into Feng Xiaotian's wings.
Feng Xiaotian's body convulsed as if struck by lightning, spinning wildly.
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