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"Xuan Ming! Your Colorless Wall is indeed formidable, but I will never admit defeat!"
Feng Xiaotian roared, and the second and third spirit rings on his body suddenly erupted with dazzling light!
A violent surge of air exploded around him, and a pair of massive azure wind wings suddenly unfurled from his back. With a single flap, they carried him fifty meters into the air!
Feng Xiaotian hovered in the air, his wings churning with fierce winds, his gaze locked onto Xuan Ming below: "Xuan Ming, I know I am no match for you! But my dignity, the dignity of Shenfeng Academy—I will never allow it to be easily trampled by you!"
Before he finished speaking, he abruptly retracted his wings, transforming into an azure meteor that tore through the sky, diving down at an astonishing speed!
"Storm Devil Wolf — Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!!!"
Amidst his roar, the wolf claws in his hands glowed intensely.
Accompanied by his high-speed spinning figure, countless incomparably sharp azure wind blades poured down like a torrential rain, carrying piercing shrieks as they furiously slashed towards Xuan Ming!
Each slash contained terrifying wind pressure, easily tearing the arena ground, leaving crisscrossing ravines!
"Boom! Boom boom boom—!!!"
The continuous slashes violently collided with the Colorless Wall, emitting deafening explosions.
However, the invisible wall merely rippled slightly, then completely neutralized all attacks.
Feng Xiaotian constantly changed positions, attacking head-on, ambushing from the side, sneak attacking from behind... The Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes wove a flawless net of slaughter, completely engulfing Xuan Ming!
But no matter how desperately he fought, that wall remained unmoving.
"Self-created Spirit Ability? What a pity, he ran into an insurmountable peak." Yue Guan shook his head slightly.
Xuan Ming's Colorless Wall was an absolute defense with no blind spots, only to be broken by absolute power head-on. But how could a Spirit Ancestor possibly shake a barrier constructed by Spirit Emperor-level spirit power?
However, the next second, Yue Guan's pupils constricted: "What?!"
In the arena, Xuan Ming suddenly dispersed the Colorless Wall, his right fist striking out without any fancy moves, directly colliding with the sky-filled wind blades, sending Feng Xiaotian flying backward with a single punch!
"Why did he bother to attack?" Yue Guan was incredulous.
"Feng Xiaotian couldn't hurt him even if he stood still!"
"He probably... only used forty-level spirit power." Bibi Dong said indifferently.
Xuan Ming had a very playful side, but he hadn't had a chance to show it before.
For him, this grand competition undoubtedly had one purpose among many—to play.
If he truly wanted to win, the match would have ended in the first second.
Blasted away by a single punch, Feng Xiaotian tumbled awkwardly in the air, barely stabilizing himself. He panted heavily, his spirit power fluctuating wildly, his eyes filled with shock and unwillingness.
"Xuan Ming! Why aren't you using your full power?!" Feng Xiaotian roared at the bottom, his voice filled with the anger of being underestimated.
"Full power?" Xuan Ming tilted his head slightly, his voice clearly echoing throughout the arena:
"Are you worthy?"
These three words instantly silenced the entire venue, followed by an uproar that shook the heavens!
Feng Xiaotian's face instantly flushed red, and the fury in his eyes almost burst forth!
"Xuan Ming! Don't be too arrogant!!!"
He let out a beastly roar, and his fourth spirit ring suddenly lit up!
A pair of azure sharp blades "clanged" out from between his finger bones, and a violent azure light nearly ten feet long erupted! A massive phantom of a Storm Devil Wolf appeared behind him, its aura climbing frantically!
"Break for me—Storm Devil Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!!!"
He forcibly merged his fourth Spirit Ability with his self-created Spirit Ability, burning his entire spirit power without regard for the cost, transforming into a destructive azure lightning bolt that charged towards Xuan Ming at several times the previous speed!
"Captain! No!!!" The Shenfeng Academy team members cried out in alarm, their faces pale.
"Teacher! Captain is using both his fourth Spirit Ability and his self-created Spirit Ability simultaneously, his body simply can't withstand that kind of backlash! He'll be crippled!" The team members were so anxious they wanted to rush onto the stage, but they were firmly held back by their leader.
The leader clenched his fists, knuckles white, his voice hoarse: "This is his choice... Don't you understand?"
He could surrender now, but doing so would completely destroy Feng Xiaotian's conviction.
On the arena, Xuan Ming looked at Feng Xiaotian, who had transformed into a destructive stream of light but whose power was on the verge of losing control, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
"Why are they all so impulsive?"
If anger cannot be converted into strength, it is self-destruction born of irrationality.
It was true for Huo Wu before, and it was true for Feng Xiaotian now.
"I'm not playing with you anymore."
Just as the attack, condensed with uncontrolled power, was about to strike—
Xuan Ming's eyes sharpened, and a cold white light, like a tangible tsunami, engulfed the entire Spirit Fighting Stage with a roar!
Time seemed to be completely frozen.
Feng Xiaotian, along with the violent azure stream of light around him, was actually frozen in mid-air, his wings, sharp blades, and even his distorted expression, all solidified into a static image.
Xuan Ming slowly raised his hand, his fingertip gently touching the center of the frozen attack.
Om—!
An invisible ripple spread out.
The next moment, Feng Xiaotian's wind wings behind him and the azure light blades in his hands shattered inch by inch like fragile glass, turning into countless specks of light and silently dissipating.
The white light receded.
"Pfft—!"
Feng Xiaotian only felt an irresistible immense force violently crashing into his internal organs, fresh blood gushing out, and his entire body, like a bird with broken wings, plummeted powerlessly!
"Captain!!!" The Shenfeng Academy team members rushed forward like mad, catching his falling body.
Seeing his pale face and the blood on his clothes, one person couldn't help but roar at Xuan Ming: "Xuan Ming! You went too far!"
"Shut up!" The leader quickly stopped him. He swiftly checked Feng Xiaotian's injuries, then looked at Xuan Ming, his tone complex: "Thank you... for holding back."
"Teacher! He..."
"If he hadn't forcibly dispersed that uncontrolled energy, Xiaotian's hands would have been completely crippled! Not just the preliminaries, but the entire competition would have been irrelevant to him!" The leader said with a heavy heart.
Xuan Ming glanced at the chaotic Shenfeng Academy area, his tone carrying a hint of impatience: "Can you teachers manage your students?"
"Are all of them seeking death?"
The matter with Canghui Academy wasn't over, Blazing Academy almost played with fire and got burned, and now Shenfeng Academy.
One after another, lining up to provoke him?
"This match, the Royal Fighting Team wins!" The host, Dou Dou, quickly announced the result.
A burst of enthusiastic cheers and discussions erupted from the audience.
Xuan Ming said no more, turning to leave the stage... "Our next opponent is Thunder Academy. Their strength is similar to Shenfeng Academy, but they don't have a strong counter to Yan Zi. We..."
"No need, for the next match, I'll be enough by myself."
Xuan Ming interrupted their tactical discussion.
"You alone?" Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered.
"You wouldn't be..."
"Give them a lesson, lest they all come to provoke me," Xuan Ming said.
"Of course, escalating the conflict is also one of the goals. Anyway, it's already a life-and-death situation, so there's no need to hold back."
"They won't let me go, and I don't need to let them go."
Dugu Yan's expression was a bit unnatural, "But the competition rules..."
Xuan Ming frowned slightly, looked at Ye Lingling, "You come up with me. At that time, heal them with all your might."
Ye Lingling was slightly stunned, then nodded... The new round of preliminaries quickly began.
The aftermath of Xuan Ming's battle with Feng Xiaotian yesterday had not yet subsided, and today, the Royal Fighting Team against Thunder Academy, the atmosphere was even more solemn.
Everyone knew that Thunder Academy was backed by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and there was an irreconcilable blood feud between that Sect and Xuan Ming.
On the eve of the match, Yu Xiaogang and Yu Tianheng found the Thunder Academy resting area.
"Tianxin, forfeit this match." Yu Xiaogang went straight to the point, his tone heavy.
"Forfeit?" Yu Tianxin was stunned, then stubbornness welled up in his eyes, "Why?"
"Tianheng received news that this match will be extremely dangerous," Yu Xiaogang said.
"Listen to me, don't fight him. You are no match for him."
Yu Tianxin's fists suddenly clenched, knuckles white, unwillingness and humiliation burning in his eyes: "Uncle! I am the captain of Thunder Academy! I am a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! Retreating in the face of battle? I cannot do it!"
"Even if Xuan Ming is strong, I must fight!"
Yu Tianheng sighed helplessly, "Tianxin, this is not the time for impulsive actions. Xuan Ming's strength far exceeds what we imagined. Feng Xiaotian of Shenfeng Academy is a lesson. I don't want to see Thunder Academy suffer such heavy losses too."
"Precisely because I saw it, I can't retreat even more!" Yu Tianxin roared, his chest heaving violently.
"The dignity of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the honor of Thunder Academy, cannot be lost in my hands!"
"Even if I get injured, even if I suffer a crushing defeat, I want everyone to know that the disciples of our Sect are not cowards!"