Wang Xing was strong, but he still had a significant disadvantage against a powerful Soul Emperor-level War Soul Master who had surpassed him by two ranks.
Moreover, Feng Xiaotian was no ordinary Soul Emperor.
To put it simply, he could be seen as an upgraded version of Lin Meng.
Wang Xing was drenched in cold sweat, feeling the last of his Mars Ray, a wry smile appearing on his lips as he thought to himself:
"Although there's a big difference between him and our team's ancestor, this guy is still a complete monster to me.
The rest is up to you guys."
A strong wind assailed him. Wang Xing steadied his heart amidst the chaos, pulling the distant Mars closer to his chest to withstand the pressure and to stabilize the Mars energy as much as possible.
Feng Xiaotian had already reached the edge of the arena, and a great battle was about to break out.
Wang Xing prepared himself and shot his last Mars Ray at Feng Xiaotian.
Feng Xiaotian also sensed a faint threat, which roamed around his body. He knew that Wang Xing had locked onto him.
This automatic, instinct-like danger perception was a skill Feng Xiaotian had honed in the raging hurricane.
However, since he broke through to the Soul Emperor level, it had become difficult to feel this kind of threat from his peers.
When he fought Huo Wu, this perception was also automatically activated, but Huo Wu's whip was too fast, and even if he sensed it, his body couldn't react in time.
"It's not just me who has grown these years; your growth is indeed surprising.
But because of the difference in talent, even if we put in the same effort, the gap between us will only widen.
Today, I will let you truly experience this."
After expressing his feelings to Wang Xing, Feng Xiaotian suddenly stepped into the arena.
Beast Soul Fusion.
Green wind swirled, and a wolf's howl echoed.
The moment he appeared, Feng Xiaotian's entire body surged with green light, his overall size increased dramatically, his hair turned green, and a symbolic wolf head emerged from his left shoulder.
Swift Wind Double-Headed Wolf Soul Fusion successful.
Feng Xiaotian's speed was indeed very fast, but Wang Xing would not miss the opportunity to attack during his transformation.
"Mars Ray!"
Without any hesitation, Wang Xing relied on the explosive force of the ray to unleash his final attack.
However, the Mars Ray, which had always been effective, only brushed against a phantom of Feng Xiaotian when it attacked, and shot directly out of the arena.
Just as Wang Xing was about to look for Feng Xiaotian's figure, he found that Feng Xiaotian had disappeared before his eyes.
"Disappeared?
No, I lost track of him!"
Wang Xing was very familiar with this situation. When he fought Lin Meng in the team, he often encountered this situation.
That was to use overwhelming speed to escape his perception, even his vision, in order to dodge the Mars Ray's light-speed attack in advance.
Almost instinctively, the Mars Ray in front of Wang Xing made a 180-degree turn, the long, fiery white sword pointing directly at his own neck, looking as if he was committing suicide.
Of course, Wang Xing would not be so foolish. In this high-speed world, if you looked at the front where his 'sword' pointed, which was behind Wang Xing, a cyan figure appeared.
Without him realizing it, Feng Xiaotian's huge figure had already circled behind Wang Xing, and his sharp wolf claws were already reaching for Wang Xing's back.
But at this critical moment of life and death, Wang Xing's suicidal attack happened to sweep towards Feng Xiaotian's body.
Seeing the fiery white light approaching, Feng Xiaotian was also amazed at Wang Xing's combat experience and decisiveness.
Attacking one's own neck and body like this required courage and confidence to achieve this level.
"However, this is not an attack that I can't react to."
The speed and power of this wind blade suddenly increased, colliding with the Mars Ray before it swept towards his body, instantly cutting off the ray.
Also extremely compressed energy, the speed and cutting force of this wind blade were comparable to the Mars Ray.
However, Feng Xiaotian only used his first soul skill, Wind Blade Array.
In the head-on confrontation of energy versus energy, speed versus speed, Feng Xiaotian almost completely surpassed Wang Xing.
Even if the two were face to face, Feng Xiaotian could easily split the ray with this move.
The fiery white and cyan light brushed past each other, leaving thin, long cut marks on the ground one after the other.
This was like the final strike of two peerless swordsmen wielding their swords close to each other, determining both victory and death.
"Puff!"
The sword light swept past, and the victory was decided.
Wang Xing fainted directly due to the severe consumption of soul power and mental power, and his body fell uncontrollably to the ground.
Feng Xiaotian retracted the wolf claws ejected from his palm, turned to Blazing Academy, and stared directly at Huo Wushuang provocatively.
The duel between the two sides was too short, but the danger in it was more thrilling than any other duel.
A slight carelessness, the sharp edge could cause irreversible results.
Huo Wushuang, who was stared at by Feng Xiaotian, had a solemn expression. He did not expect Feng Xiaotian's strength to improve to this level.
Feng Xiaotian's control over the wind element, as well as his pure physical speed, far exceeded their imagination.
Until now, Feng Xiaotian finally showed his true strength.
But these alone were not enough to make Huo Wushuang retreat. He called out, "Ling Yun, it's your turn."
Ling Yun's tall figure stood up from behind Huo Wushuang and stepped forward steadily.
After witnessing Feng Xiaotian's speed far exceeding Lin Meng's, as well as his attack that was not weaker than the Mars Ray, Ling Yun's inner pressure increased sharply.
However, he did not feel afraid. More than that, he had the fighting spirit to test his limits.
Wang Xing was quickly carried off the field. Coordinating with Wang Xing, Ling Yun immediately stepped into the arena, not giving Feng Xiaotian time to adjust.
The distance between Feng Xiaotian and him was about eighty meters. He seemed to disdain taking advantage of this kind of opportunity and had not moved half a step from the other side of the arena since just now.
Although this had the suspicion of looking down on Ling Yun, Ling Yun could not care about face. He directly used this opportunity to quickly condense Mars.
Four soul rings appeared behind him, and the light of the four soul rings quickly pulsed up and down.
He condensed four Mars of different sizes at the same time. This multitasking control method was not difficult for him, but the mental consumption would increase in a short time.
However, he was not worried about the consumption of mental power, because he was very clear that the battle would end soon.
Just when all the soul power in his body was condensed into Mars, a gust of wind came.
Feng Xiaotian's figure on the other side appeared at a distance of only twenty meters from Ling Yun without him realizing it.
At the same time, his claws were even more shadowy, unleashing several small wind blades.
The compressed first soul skill passed through the gaps of the wind element and shot towards Wang Xing in a state of near-zero wind resistance.
And it perfectly sealed off the escape route.
