"Tang San, do you dare to fight me one-on-one?"
Feng Xiaotian stared straight at Tang San and took the initiative to challenge him.
Yesterday, the Royal Fighting Team unilaterally crushed Blazing Academy. Feng Xiaotian knew very well that teamwork could not defeat the Royal Fighting Team, but a one-on-one fight might still give him a chance to win.
Faced with such a clumsy provocation, Tang San remained unmoved and said calmly, "You are not worth me dealing with alone."
Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaotian and his teammates were stunned.
This guy was too arrogant!
Even if he was a Soul King, so what? With his self-created Soul Skill, Feng Xiaotian might not be unable to compete with a Soul King.
"The match begins!"
With the referee's command, Tang San launched the first attack. The blue-gold Blue Silver Emperor vines swarmed out, instantly entangling the two members of the opponent's front formation.
Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian decisively activated his first Soul Ring, his hands transforming into sharp wolf claws as he unleashed ten semi-circular wind blades.
"Wind Blade Burst!"
The ten wind blades precisely sliced through the vines binding his teammates' feet, demonstrating his exceptional control over his Soul Power.
At this moment, Yu Tianheng was already charging forward at incredible speed.
Amplified by Ning Rongrong, his strength and speed were greatly enhanced. With the added power of his third soul skill, Thunderous Fury, his attack power was comparable to that of a Soul King.
"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"
Thunderous power surged from Yu Tianheng's hands, crackling and popping, its power rivaling that of a fourth soul skill.
Simultaneously, Tang San controlled even more vines to attack.
"Blue Silver Emperor, Entanglement!"
Due to the increased output of Soul Power, the Blue Silver Emperor vines entangled faster and more densely this time.
At this moment, Feng Xiaotian disregarded the safety of his teammates, decisively using his third soul skill, Stormwind Wings. A pair of enormous azure wings unfurled from his back, and he quickly ascended into the air, leaving the ground.
However, his teammates weren't so lucky.
Entangled by the Blue Silver Emperor, they couldn't evade Yu Tianheng's attack and could only take the hit head-on.
In mid-air, Feng Xiaotian frowned as he looked down at his two teammates who had been instantly defeated.
His attention had been focused on Tang San, but he had overlooked Yu Tianheng's strength.
With the amplification of the opponent's support-type Soul Master, Yu Tianheng's strength was approaching that of a Soul King, and two of Feng Xiaotian's teammates were eliminated in just one round.
If this continued, they would probably suffer a crushing defeat like Blazing Academy. In that case, how could he still have the face to pursue Huo Wu?
"No! Even for Huo Wu's sake, I have to give it my all."
Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian's eyes hardened. He flapped his wings, first soaring into the sky, then descending like a shooting star.
During his descent, the azure light around him completely subsided, and his body and wings formed a perfect angle.
It was his self-created Soul Skill: Stormwind Demon Wolf's Thirty Six Successive Chops.
At this moment, Feng Xiaotian's arms and wings had merged into one, and the sharpness of his wings had reached its peak. However, he did not choose to attack Yu Tianheng, but instead aimed at Tang San and slashed down.
In his view, Tang San was the core of the Royal Fighting Team, and only by eliminating Tang San could they have a sliver of hope for victory.
"A self-created Soul Skill, huh?"
Seeing this, Tang San's eyes flashed, and he decisively used the Mysterious Jade Hands to block Feng Xiaotian's attack.
With a loud bang, Feng Xiaotian felt as if he had crashed into something incredibly hard. Not only did he fail to shatter his target, but he was also struck with a painful rebound force.
The next moment, Feng Xiaotian used the momentum to fly into the air, turned around, and slashed down again with his right wing.
Just like last time, Tang San used the Mysterious Jade Hands to block. Although he still managed to block it easily, he could clearly feel that the force was greater.
This wasn't the end; Feng Xiaotian continued to swing his wings and slash down, the power increasing with each strike. Soon, Tang San understood the principle behind this self-created Soul Skill. Like the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique, it used the opponent's force against them to unleash even greater power.
Although this self-created Soul Skill was rather crude, it was clear that Feng Xiaotian had put a lot of effort into it.
Just as Feng Xiaotian was about to unleash his tenth strike, Tang San stopped using the Mysterious Jade Hands, as it alone couldn't interrupt the opponent's combo.
In an instant, his third Soul Ring suddenly lit up.
Countless blue dots gathered from the surrounding area, eventually condensing into a dazzling golden shield, easily blocking Feng Xiaotian's attack.
Since his second awakening, the effect of his third soul skill had greatly increased; he could block not only the tenth strike but even the thirty-sixth strike, though it would waste a lot of time.
Just as Feng Xiaotian was about to use the rebound force to ascend, he discovered that his wings were stuck inside the shield.
The next moment, countless vines tightly bound him, rapidly crystallizing and making it impossible for him to break free.
After subduing Feng Xiaotian, Tang San said calmly, "You've lost."
Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian smiled bitterly, turning to look at his teammates, who had basically been wiped out by Yu Tianheng and the others.
Whether in team battles or one-on-one duels, he had been completely defeated.
He had thought he could force out Tang San's fifth soul skill, but he hadn't even managed to force out his fourth.
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy wins!"
As the referee announced the result, the two teams returned to their respective rest areas. It was time for the Spirit Hall Golden Generation team to face off against the Star Luo Royal Academy.
Under Yu Xiaogang's deliberate arrangement, Dai Mubai, who was a substitute, was sent onto the field.
Seeing the familiar figure in the opposing team, Dai Weisi's pupils dilated in shock. His eyes were filled with disbelief, and he remained stunned for a long time.
After a moment, Dai Weisi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Mubai, why are you in the Spirit Hall team?"
He had thought that Dai Mubai would at most join the Royal Fighting Team, but he hadn't expected that he would become a member of the Spirit Hall team.
After all, joining the Royal Fighting Team still allowed one to remain relatively free, but once you joined the Spirit Hall team, you were branded with Spirit Hall's label, and you couldn't leave even if you wanted to.
"Of course, it's to defeat you!"
Dai Mubai's eyes were filled with resentment. If he hadn't been suppressed so firmly by Dai Weisi, he wouldn't have been forced to this point.
Now, his bloodlust was growing stronger, almost to the point of being uncontrollable.
"Sigh, why did it have to come to this!"
Dai Weisi sighed, feigning disappointment, his tone regretful. "Your choice to join Spirit Hall means losing your eligibility to compete for the throne, and even embarking on a path of no return."
"Stop with the crocodile tears. As long as I defeat you, even if you inherit the throne, you'll still be my defeated opponent."
Dai Mubai forced composure, his tone full of sarcasm.
Hearing this, Dai Weisi's face instantly darkened to a grimace. This foolish younger brother knew he was no match for him, yet he still used this to annoy him.
"Enough nonsense, let's start the match."
Ma Hongjun, uninterested in this brotherly infighting drama, urged them on.
Ever since he caused the teacher to lose his "hardware," Ma Hongjun had become increasingly dissatisfied with Dai Mubai. If he weren't outmatched, he would have loved to cut off Dai Mubai's "hardware" as well.