Originally, Salas believed that with the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation this time, the championship of this tournament was already firmly in their grasp.
After all, among the Golden Generation, Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan were all Soul Kings, while the rest of the team members were above level 45. Moreover, Xie Yue and Hu Liena, as siblings, possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
With such a lineup, facing other teams whose captains were only in their forties in level, it could be described as a dimensionality reduction strike without exaggeration.
Therefore, even though Shui Wuhen and Feng Xiaotian had suddenly risen and displayed Soul King-level strength—moreover, powerful Soul King-level combat power—he was not worried in the slightest. Because he knew that no matter how strong the two were, they would not be a match for Xie Yue and Hu Liena's Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
But now, Salas was panicking, because Feng Xiaotian was not the powerful Soul King he had expected, but a Soul Emperor!
A Soul Emperor—this was directly one level higher than a Soul King. As long as Feng Xiaotian wished, instantly defeating any member of the Golden Generation was not impossible.
And just as Salas was in shock, Sword Douluo beside him suddenly smiled. "Truly, the waves behind push the waves ahead. It seems that if Shui Wuhen has no hidden strength, then this victory will belong to Feng Xiaotian."
Sword Douluo gazed at Feng Xiaotian, his eyes full of admiration. Such a young Soul Emperor had already surpassed him in his youth. He was even curious about how far Feng Xiaotian would grow in the future.
Shenfeng Academy's area.
After Feng Xiaotian revealed his Soul Emperor cultivation, the students of Shenfeng Academy cried out in shock.
"Soul Emperor? The captain is actually a Soul Emperor?!"
"When did the captain break through to Soul Emperor? Why didn't even I know?"
Hearing these shocked voices, Feng Qingcang revealed a proud smile. As the one who helped Feng Xiaotian obtain his sixth spirit ring, he naturally knew Feng Xiaotian's exact situation.
The reason for revealing it at this moment was to make a stunning impact!
Even Feng Qingcang had to sigh that Feng Xiaotian's breakthrough had come at the perfect time.
Although Soul King and Soul Emperor differed by only one word, their combat power was worlds apart, and the meaning they represented was completely different.
Since the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament had been held, Soul Ancestor-level students appeared almost every year, and Soul Kings occasionally appeared. However, Soul Emperors—until now—there had only been Feng Xiaotian!
After today, the title of the youngest Soul Emperor in history would change hands.
Then, Feng Qingcang turned his gaze toward Shui Wuhen, the peerless genius Feng Xiaotian had been talking about for six years.
Even Feng Qingcang had to admit that Shui Wuhen was indeed the strongest genius he had ever seen.
Not yet seventeen years old, yet already a Soul King—and judging from his previous battle performances, his soul power level had clearly surpassed level 55, possibly even reaching the peak of the Soul King realm.
Within his lifetime, it was already certain that Shui Wuhen would once again break Feng Xiaotian's record.
But no matter what, Shui Wuhen was still only a Soul King. Facing the gap in levels, what would he do?
On the stage, after seeing the six spirit rings around Feng Xiaotian, Shui Wuhen's expression did not change much. A faint "just as expected" smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian's expression shifted slightly as he asked curiously, "You don't seem surprised?"
"Why should I be surprised?" Shui Wuhen replied.
Then he said calmly, "From the first time you stepped onto the stage more than ten days ago, I had already vaguely guessed it."
"In that case, you can let Articuno join in. Let me see whether you and your bird together can stand against me, a Soul Emperor."
Feng Xiaotian glanced at Articuno in the sky as his aura rapidly surged. In an instant, a thin layer of green energy enveloped his body, radiating terrifying pressure.
"You seem to have misunderstood something."
Hearing this, Shui Wuhen smiled faintly, and spirit rings began to appear around him one by one.
"To deal with you, there's no need for Articuno to act. And…"
"I, too, am a Soul Emperor."
As his words fell, Shui Wuhen's sixth pitch-black spirit ring slowly emerged.
At the same time, the entire venue fell silent once again!
A Soul Emperor!
Another Soul Emperor!
According to the rules of the Spirit Master Tournament, even the appearance of one Soul Emperor was a rare phenomenon in history—yet they had seen two in such a short time.
"Ah, Big Brother is already a Soul Emperor?"
At this moment, Shui Bing'er blinked, only now realizing it.
But thinking about it, it made sense. Years ago, her brother had already broken through to Soul King. Based on his previous rate of progress, it was about time he advanced again.
It was just that during this period, Shui Wuhen had never gone all out, so she subconsciously thought he was still a Soul King.
Immediately, Shui Bing'er puffed her cheeks and complained, "Big Brother is really something—he didn't even tell me he broke through to Soul Emperor!"
If Shui Wuhen were here, he would only calmly reply, "You didn't ask."
If Shui Bing'er was merely somewhat surprised internally, then on the VIP seats, Emperor Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Salas, and the others were so shocked their eyes nearly popped out.
If Feng Xiaotian being a Soul Emperor brought them shock, then Shui Wuhen being a Soul Emperor hit them like a meteor striking the earth.
Because Shui Wuhen was simply too young—he was not even seventeen. Such a young Soul Emperor was absolutely unprecedented in the entire history of the Douluo Continent.
After regaining his senses, Sword Douluo Chen Xin couldn't help but smile bitterly. "It seems I really am old. This is the era of the young."
Seeing two such monstrous geniuses in a single day—even someone like Chen Xin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
As for Ning Fengzhi, he exchanged a glance with Emperor Xue Ye, making a certain decision.
On the field, after seeing the sixth spirit ring around Shui Wuhen, Feng Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter.
"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good! As expected of the opponent I acknowledged—you truly did not disappoint me!"
Faced with Shui Wuhen revealing his Soul Emperor cultivation, Feng Xiaotian felt neither jealousy nor fear—only joy at having an evenly matched opponent.
Only someone like Shui Wuhen was worthy of his full effort to chase after.
As soon as his words fell, Feng Xiaotian erupted with full power. His second and third spirit rings lit up as his body transformed into a streak of green light, rushing toward Shui Wuhen.
Seeing this, Shui Wuhen did not dodge. His ice wings flapped, and his third spirit ring—representing high-speed movement—also shone brilliantly. He transformed into a streak of icy-blue light and collided head-on with Feng Xiaotian's green streak.
Boom—
Boom—
Boom—
The green and blue streaks continuously collided, their energies intertwining and surging, producing thunderous, ear-splitting explosions.