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"Crack~ Crack!"
Tiger-striped spirit power light waves tore through the air, creating sonic booms. The Hell White Tiger Spirit Elder was sent flying, flung away by a giant, pincer-like hand.
"It's been over twenty thousand years, why is the Wu Family still using the same old tricks? You, the twenty-first on the Young Talent Ranking, aren't good enough."
His Sacred Body Spirit erupted, and Feng Zaixing's physique grew to two meters. He shook his wrist, his words revealing undisguised disappointment.
Wu Yang had almost no other methods beyond his three Spirit Abilities; his physical techniques were full of flaws.
"Ha Luosa, don't be so arrogant. My loss to you doesn't mean our Wu Family has lost to you."
Wu Yang's palms were bleeding at the tiger's mouth, and his knuckles cracked, as if they had been forcefully shattered by immense power in a head-on clash.
However, he remained strong-willed, staring intently with his evil eyes at his opponent, the young man who had crushed him in his most proud Domain.
"Other people from the Wu Family? Are you referring to her?"
Feng Zaixing looked at the Hell Civet Spirit Grandmaster who was fighting Na'er and Xu Yucheng, and said indifferently:
"Her Cultivation speed is quite fast, but her Spirit isn't good, like a little kitten."
"My Junior Sister lacks combat experience, otherwise your clan sister would have already fallen."
Wu Yang's young clan sister was very beautiful, with almond eyes and peachy cheeks, and a nimble physique. She was likely the future Hell Wu Siduo, outstanding for her age.
However, the strength of the Hell Civet and Hell White Tiger had long since failed to keep up with the times.
"Roar Roar!"
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger, watching the show, raised its head and let out a long roar, fully displaying its approval of Feng Zaixing and disdain for the Wu Family.
A Spirit of this caliber dared to call itself the Hell White Tiger? What class! It shared a name with the predecessor of their own clan!
With a resounding tiger's roar that stirred the forest, Wu Yang's Hell White Tiger Spirit instantly collapsed. Wu Siduo screamed, "Ah!" and fell from the air.
"Whoosh~!"
A streak of white light shot out, condensing into a sword in the Void Realm, swiftly catching the cat-eared girl who was being suppressed by the superior Spirit Beast.
"Bad guy, why is your Spirit so terrifying?"
The dizzy girl clutched her head with both hands, raising her flashing eyes to softly question the powerful, god-like young man, her small face utterly pale.
This young man was very special. He had defeated her clan brother, and his Spirit's roar had knocked her down, yet he was also the one who conjured a sword to prevent her from falling to her death on the ground.
It was embarrassing to admit that a delicate and agile agility-attack system Spirit Master like her could easily die from a fall from a high altitude if she wasn't careful, and her Spirit had been forcibly dispelled.
"As you can see, my Spirit is the king of the tiger clan. Your Spirits are not of sufficient quality; you can only fall."
Feng Zaixing stroked the Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger's fur, which was soft and warm, feeling excellent to the touch.
The Dark Demonic Evil God Tiger was the leader of the tiger clan, and the Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger surpassed it, possessing absolute suppression over all tiger clan Spirit Beasts and Spirit Masters.
The Hell Civet's quality was inferior to the Hell White Tiger's, and their Bloodline was related, so it would be suppressed even more severely.
The white light descended, enveloping Wu Yang, whose Spirit had dissipated, marking the end of this twenty-first ranked Genius's journey on the Spirit Ascension Platform.
Wu Siduo stared blankly at the large cat-shaped Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger, her eyes unable to move, and she pouted, asking:
"Can you tell me its name?"
"Roar!" The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger proudly raised its head, the 'King' character on its forehead shimmering with golden light, and its long tail behind it subtly swayed.
This King's charisma is indeed invincible. With just a soft roar, human Geniuses are practically on their knees.
"No, it's a limited edition item. The Spirit Transfer Pagoda has long since discontinued it."
Feng Zaixing casually said, "There might be weaker members of its clan, but it depends on whether your Family can afford the price, and whether you can bear it."
"It's that precious..."
Wu Siduo murmured softly, her small face gradually regaining color. With furrowed brows, she seemed to be calculating her pocket money.
"Alright, I saved you because I didn't want to see a meat paste. You can leave now," Feng Zaixing waved his hand.
Wu Siduo's face immediately fell. Blinking, she asked pitifully, "Bad guy, can you tell me why you attacked so fiercely?"
This time, following her clan brother and sister to experience the turbulent Spirit Ascension Platform, they were chatting while killing Spirit Beasts when three people suddenly rushed out and challenged them.
Her clan sister, ranked thirtieth on the Young Talent Ranking, was incredibly fast, but was punched in the abdomen by the opponent in one encounter, grabbed by the ankle, swung like a weapon, and sent out of the Spirit Ascension Platform.
Her clan sister was a rare beauty, but the opponent, despite his youth, showed no pity for women.
Her clan brother attacked in anger, unleashing the full power of his Hell White Tiger Spirit, but then sadly fell in a true man's fight where punches landed. In three rounds, both his arms were dislocated.
He was too brutal, too violent. He seemed to be redefining the strength and combat style of an attack system Spirit Master.
"Your Family has inherited the Hell White Tiger for generations. Your clan brother and sister, one with the Hell White Tiger and the other with the Hell Civet, it would be foolish not to attack fiercely."
Feng Zaixing had a "Do you think I'm an idiot?" expression, pouting, "The Spirit Fusion Ability of two three-ring Spirit Elders threatens a Spirit King. I'm not stupid."
"Also, I'm not called 'bad guy.' I'm called Ha Luosa now. Aren't you insulting me?"
Is 'bad guy' enough to summarize the Underworld Emperor? How is that different from saying he can't kill people?
Wu Siduo's small face froze: "...Ha Luosa, you're right."
Darn it, she really wanted to use a Spirit Fusion Ability too.
Na'er's delicate eyebrows slightly arched, and her bright, charming eyes flickered with an almost imperceptible light. She smiled sweetly and waved goodbye: "Sister, you're so beautiful and amazing. Shall we compete again sometime?"
Wu Siduo forced a smile, "Okay, if there's a chance next time, we'll have a solo fight."
She emphasized her words, suggesting she never wanted to see a 'bad guy' like Feng Zaixing again.
Of course, cats have dignity. The 'bad guy' said her Spirit wasn't strong enough. She, she would definitely Cultivate diligently after returning and prove herself with a Spirit Fusion Ability.
Defending the dignity of cats, we will not yield an inch!
Just as Wu Siduo was leaving gracefully, a standard broadcast-voice electronic sound came from the sky.
"Attention, all Geniuses who have entered the turbulent Spirit Ascension Platform. Due to relevant technical adjustments, the Spirit Transfer Pagoda will accelerate spatial Fusion, and the terrain will be reduced by eighty percent."
"Oh?"
With the sound echoing in his ears, Feng Zaixing looked up, and the surrounding scenery rapidly distorted and changed.
When his vision became clear again, the three of them had appeared in a vast, open field.
And, there were many more people nearby.
Xu Yucheng subconsciously moved closer to Feng Zaixing, his eyelids twitching non-stop, "There are one, two, three, four... four Geniuses ranked on the list here. It's a bit dangerous..."
"Isn't that perfect? The situation has changed, I'm not hiding anymore."
As he spoke, Feng Zaixing's broad shoulders vibrated, Bloodline and Spirit converged into a battle bow, and a fierce Aura immediately attracted many people's attention, letting out a clear, long roar.
"Today, I challenge the Prodigies! Those who dare to fight me, step forward! Those who don't dare to fight, retreat on your own to avoid accidental injury from my arrows!"
As the grand voice fell, everyone, including the four Geniuses from the Young Talent Ranking, glanced at the spirit ring under Feng Zaixing's feet, which was almost transforming from purple to black, and simultaneously released their Spirits, closing in.
"We have many masters; it's not your turn, a two-ring Spirit Grandmaster, to dominate!"
"This person is arrogant! Everyone, let's go together and surround them!"
Over twenty Geniuses surrounded them in an arc. The Soft Bones Rabbit Spirit Elder, ranked eighteenth, smirked and dashed towards Feng Zaixing, her posture graceful.
"I'll use my Paragon Golden Body to create an attack opportunity for everyone. Watch my Waist Bow... Ah!"
"Whoosh!"
The bow was like a sudden clap of thunder, and an invisible arrow of light and fire whistled through the air, covering tens of meters in an instant, striking the Soft Bones Rabbit Spirit Elder's chest. Fierce flames ignited, rapidly burning her into a fireball.
"My arrows ignore the Paragon Golden Body and cause true damage. Those with weak bodies who don't prepare will be instantly killed."
Casually dealing with the first person, Feng Zaixing's expression was calm, and he explained with a smile to the crowd.
As he spoke, the surrounding Geniuses immediately changed color, and half of them decided to retreat.
"Sir, you've misunderstood, we were just passing by..."
"What are you waiting for? Run!"
About ten people scattered like birds and beasts. Feng Zaixing was not in a hurry; he only heard three bowstrings twang, and three invisible arrows sliced through the sky with the force of thunder and fierce wind, taking out three Spirit Grandmasters who hadn't escaped.
His diffused mental force attracted a large amount of light and fire elements, condensing into three arrows. The arrows were locked onto three Geniuses from the Young Talent Ranking.
"Now, you are the ones surrounded," Feng Zaixing said with a light chuckle.
The three Geniuses exchanged glances, a sharp glint in each of their eyes.
"We'll fight you to the death!"
The three of them attached their Spirits, attacking together. Tiger roars, Dragon cries, and lion roars converged as they each used their methods, charging towards the young man who held a carved bow drawn to a full moon.
"We'll fight to the death too!"
Behind the three Geniuses, six Spirit Elders displayed their abilities, playing a tragic song of an egg striking a stone.
"Excellent! I'll give you my utmost respect!"
Feng Zaixing was extremely arrogant. He stepped forward, singing as he walked. When he drew near, a three-foot green blade was unsheathed from his waist, and he cleaved the enemy in front with one strike, radiating magnificent heroism.
"Today, Feng Zaixing challenges the Prodigies! Those who dare to fight, I await you in the Spirit Ascension Platform!"
The wind rustled, and green mountains rolled like waves. Na'er and Xu Yucheng's eyes clearly reflected Feng Zaixing's imposing figure in a green robe, facing a multitude of enemies. His partially visible profile exuded a fierce and ambitious Spirit.
One person subdued a group of elites, slaughtering the list was but a trifle.