Chapter 267: Qin Jian's Fifth Soul Skill

"Qin Jian... why do I suddenly... like you..."

When these words from Feng Yunwu spread, everyone around the Douhun Tai, one and all, was stunned.

"Qin Jian! You are simply insane! My goddess Yunwu, ahhh!"

On the sidelines, Feng Ji clutched his head and wailed: "Are you a beast? You won't even let go of a single beauty in the tournament?"

"Ah?!"

At this moment, Feng Yunwu seemed to suddenly wake up, hurriedly retreating a few steps, covering her red lips with her hand, her eyes dazed: "I... I... what did I just say?!"

"You said you like me."

Qin Jian kindly reminded her.

"Ah!"

Then, one could see Feng Yunwu's face turn as red as a sunset cloud, and unable to bear the strange looks from the crowd, she turned and rushed off the stage.

Ning Rongrong suddenly felt this scene was very familiar; back when Qin Jian had his first sect trial, he had made people go down like this one by one—he really is a... big pig's trotter!

Everyone: "......"

Qin Jian felt a little ashamed in his heart.

The First Soul Skill could no longer produce such a magical effect on a Soul Ancestor; even for a woman, at most it would only cause a few more seconds of dizziness.

That Feng Yunwu had such a reaction was entirely because she already had a favorable impression of him to begin with.

That was why Qin Jian had been hesitant earlier; using this Charm soul skill on the battlefield was beyond reproach, but if it caused others to like him, the feeling was... particularly sickening...

However, he had no time to consider these trivial matters, because the masked man Feng Xiaotian had already appeared on the stage within his line of sight.

"Qin Jian, actually, I really admire you."

Qin Jian, who had expected Feng Xiaotian to come and accuse him with a bitter and deep-seated hatred, was a bit stunned upon hearing this.

"Your talent is so strong that I don't even have the courage to compare; I can only look up to you..."

Standing opposite Qin Jian, he said indifferently: "If it weren't for Huo Wu, I definitely wouldn't be standing here at this moment."

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Huo Wu: "I really like her... so..."

He turned back, his gaze becoming cold: "I won't allow you to hurt her!"

The cold wind whistled, and Qin Jian shivered from his overly chuunibyou words.

"Feng Xiaotian!"

Huo Wu stepped on the railing, looking down at the field, her eyes spitting fire: "This is a matter between me and Qin Jian! It has nothing to do with you!"

"See that? A Lick Dog has no house, brother..." Qin Jian silently added a finishing blow.

Feng Xiaotian: "......"

"You've fought 13 people in a row; do you even have 20% of your combat power left? You dare to provoke me?"

Feng Xiaotian's Two-Headed Demon Wolf possessed his body: "Are you not afraid of being seriously injured by me?"

Qin Jian waved the Sword in his hand and said indifferently: "Don't worry, if I can't beat you, I'll jump off the stage myself. Haven't you seen that my teammates are already impatient?"

Feng Xiaotian followed Qin Jian's finger to look at the sidelines, and sure enough, he saw Tang San doing warm-up exercises: push-ups, sit-ups, backflips...

"I won't give you that chance."

Feng Xiaotian soared into the air, his Third Soul Skill Gale Double Wings directly deployed: "Swift Wind Demon Wolf, Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!"

"Why can't you come up with something fresh? You're just obsessed with this Self-created Soul Skill, aren't you?"

All of Qin Jian's soul rings rose into the air and fused into a ball of light that poured into his body: "I've broken it once before, so naturally I can break it a second time."

"Swoosh!"

A heaven-shocking Sword Light shot into the sky and slashed down at Feng Xiaotian's head.

"How could I be broken by the same method a second time?! After using Man-Sword Unity, you must be out of strength, right?"

Feng Xiaotian let out a cold snort, and just as the Sword Light arrived, he swung away with the sword wind, then circled around from the side to slash eighteen times in succession.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The first few collisions were a bit strenuous, shaking Feng Xiaotian until he spat blood repeatedly, but after ten slashes, he was no longer injured, and by the eighteenth slash, he had shattered Qin Jian's Sword Light...

"Impressive..."

Seeing Feng Xiaotian continuing to slash over, Qin Jian plunged his Sword into the ground, a sword array rising from the earth to protect his sides, while he whispered: "To actually use the sword wind from the Man-Sword Unity to avoid a direct head-on collision, this guy has really gone to great lengths to deal with me... My aggro level is maxed out!"

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Feng Xiaotian slashed continuously at the sword array protecting Qin Jian, the violent collisions causing blood to spill from the corner of Qin Jian's mouth as well.

"Grandmaster! Let's have Brother Jian concede quickly!" Ning Rongrong said anxiously.

Grandmaster looked at the field and said in a low voice: "It won't work; that's not what Qin Jian wants. Look, although he is starting to get injured, he is clearly gathering strength. He should still have one strike left, and it is specifically to deal with Feng Xiaotian."

Bang, bang, bang...

Ning Rongrong and the others stared fixedly at the field, and at this moment, Feng Xiaotian's consecutive slashes had accumulated to thirty-three; the sword array around Qin Jian became gradually transparent, as if it would disappear at any moment.

"Thirty-four!"

"Thirty-five!"

Feng Xiaotian soared for the final time, his Fourth Soul Ring lighting up: "Qin Jian, if you can still win this time, then I truly admire you! The final slash—Demon Wolf Storm!"

"No, no, no, you don't need to 'admire' (support) me; I don't need a man to support me. You'd better go lie in bed for half a year instead..."

The protective sword array on Qin Jian's body suddenly vanished, his bright Fifth Soul Skill rose, and a scorching flame wrapped around his martial soul Sword.

The Fifth Soul Skill of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring; he calculated it as the final strike using his remaining soul power.

Attack power increased by 100%, with an added explosive... burst effect!

"Fifth Soul Skill..."

Everyone couldn't help but take a few steps forward; even Emperor Xue Ye stood up, so naturally, no one remained seated.

This was the first time a Fifth Soul Skill had appeared in the Promotion Tournament.

"After the youth Feng Xiaotian uses his Self-created Soul Skill, the Thirty-Six Slashes, he reaches a level that can rival a Soul King, and Qin Jian's strength is currently less than one-tenth of its peak, so the outcome of this clash is hard to say," Emperor Xue Ye said slowly.

Platinum Bishop Salas clearly hoped for Qin Jian to be seriously injured, saying, "Your Majesty is being too conservative; in my view, it is not a question of who wins or loses, but a question of how badly this disciple of Jian Douluo will be injured. I only hope he is not unable to even participate in the finals."

"According to my experience, those who underestimate Jian'er will eventually... hmm..."

Ning Fengzhi stopped halfway through his sentence, feeling that it did not fit his gentle persona, and forced himself to stop.

As a result, Jian Douluo added indifferently: "Miserably get their faces slapped."

Salas: "..."

No sooner said than done.

There was much discussion on the stage; off the stage, the martial soul in Qin Jian's hand transformed into a giant flame sword, looking from afar like a raging fire burning in his hand, turning his entire person a fiery red.

The people from Blazing Academy were dumbfounded: "Are we the ones with fire-type martial souls, or is he?!"

Huo Wu silently pursed her red lips, her eyes reflecting Qin Jian's appearance as he bathed in fire, the affection in her eyes seemingly about to overflow...

Seeing her gaze, Huo Wushuang could not help but sigh softly, his look toward Qin Jian becoming even more complex.

At this moment, the giant flame sword in Qin Jian's hand had already met the Demon Wolf Storm like a scorching sun.

"Fifth Soul Skill... Blazing Radiant Sun Sword!"

It was as if he had transformed Huo Wu's Fourth Soul Skill, Fire Dance Radiant Sun, into the appearance of a Light Sword; the added explosive effect erupted like a volcano the moment they collided, sweeping away heavily.

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