Chapter 45: with translation of chapter title

Sky-Tearing Claw came instantly toward Feng Xiao Tian; Feng Xiao Tian never expected that Gu Xuan's claw strike would be so terrifying; he thought that dodging his third soul skill would be enough, but now it seems lacking is not so.

He could easily shred his first soul skill; such an attack, even if he resisted a little, would cause serious injury; seeing that he couldn't do it many times, Feng Xiao Tian hardened his heart: 'Originally I didn't want to use this move, but I didn't expect to be forced to this extent by you, a mere thirty-third-level Soul Elder.'

As Feng Xiao Tian made up his mind, with his soul power surging, the Stormwind Double Wings behind him became even more brilliant.

"Stormwind Devil Wolf Twelve Consecutive Slashes!"

Feng Xiao Tian let out a low angry shout, relying on the burst of soul power, his figure actually quickly turned, from the side multiple Sky-Tearing Claw attacks; at the same time his left wing, like a sharp blade, slashed toward the side of the Sky-Tearing Claw.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal striking metal rang out; Feng Xiao Tian's left wing was shaved off a bit, but the Sky-Tearing Claw's attack direction was also deflected, no longer able to threaten Feng Xiao Tian.

The bit of left wing that was shaved off merely caused Feng Xiao Tian's figure to sway a little; with the burst of his soul power, the left wing grew back again, and he then swooped down toward Gu Xuan, his body half-turning, his right wing slashing toward Gu Xuan's face.

Under Feng Xiao Tian's fierce assault, the originally cicada-wing-thin Stormwind Double Wings actually became like two sharp blades, flashing with a light that devours people, as if it were about to devour Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan watched Feng Xiao Tian quickly approach him, feeling somewhat speechless; indeed he is the true genius of the original work, now at twenty-one years old his soul power has just broken through to the fortieth level; reaching this level at this age is not bad, but absolutely cannot be called a genius.

What truly shocks people about Feng Xiao Tian is that he was able to create his own soul skill when he broke through to the thirtieth level in his early teens; the Stormwind Devil Wolf Twelve Consecutive Slashes he is now using is his self-created soul skill.

In the original work, Feng Xiao Tian appears three years later; at that time he is twenty-four years old, forty-fourth level, and his self-created soul skill has reached twenty-four consecutive slashes.

He sacrificed his own cultivation time to perfect his self-created soul skill; in the Elite Tournament of the Continental High-Level Soul Master Academy he almost defeated Tang San with this move, but Tang San is the protagonist, has cheats! In the end Feng Xiao Tian still lost.

But this does not affect his genius; because five years later this kid's soul power directly reached the sixty-first level, catching up with the Shrek Seven Monsters and becoming a Soul Emperor, his self-created soul skill also reached fifty-four consecutive slashes, so even Gu Xuan cannot help but admire and appreciate this guy.

But that's all there is to it, because Gu Xuan is not afraid of Feng Xiao Tian's Stormwind Devil Wolf Twelve Consecutive Slashes, even though Gu Xuan is only thirty-third level now.

Feng Xiao Tian's self-created soul skill is very powerful, similar to the overlapping attack method of the Chaotic Piling Wind Hammer Technique, making his attacks stronger one after another; by the time of the final strike, his attack power can even increase severalfold.

But this self-created soul skill of his also has a biggest drawback: he must rely on the third soul skill, the Stormwind Double Wings, to be able to use it; and if there are no wings, his self-created soul skill has little effect.

Only seen Gu Xuan indifferently looking at Feng Xiao Tian, slowly raising his right hand; with the support of the third soul skill, Feng Xiao Tian's speed is very fast, almost instantaneous.

Looking at Gu Xuan standing in place, merely raising his right arm, Feng Xiao Tian found it hard to fathom Gu Xuan's tactics, but after the previous fight he already knew Gu Xuan's true strength; this guy cannot be measured by common sense, he is a monster.

So even so, Feng Xiao Tian did not dare to be careless in the slightest; he wanted to defeat Gu Xuan with all his strength, to vent anger for sister Huo Wu!

Just as his right wing was about to slash Gu Xuan's chest, Gu Xuan moved; his right arm extended like a poisonous snake, unnoticed by everyone, his right hand's bone claws turned into five dark-gold talons, sweeping across the tip of Feng Xiao Tian's right wing.

Feng Xiao Tian's speed was already not slow, plus Gu Xuan also struck suddenly; Feng Xiao Tian could not dodge at all; his right wing slashed past, but he felt no impact on Gu Xuan, instead feeling as if he had lost something.

The next moment, Feng Xiao Tian plunged headfirst to the ground; because his right wing had disappeared, leaving him with only one wing, he could no longer fly, so he slumped straight onto the ground.

At this moment Feng Xiao Tian had not yet reacted, but the audience below saw it clearly.

Gu Xuan remained standing there, his right hand still raised, shaped like a dragon's claw; in his left hand he held a piece of green feather, and as the feather lost the supply of Feng Xiao Tian's soul power, it gradually turned into specks of soul power light and dissipated.

Feng Xiao Tian struggled to crawl up; at this moment he only felt a heart-rending pain in his back; although the Stormwind Double Wings are a soul skill, they extend from his spine, and because the wings also need soul power to conduct and extend, when the wings are cut off it is as if his bones were broken.

"Cough cough..." Because the wings were cut off, causing him to fall heavily to the ground; upon standing up, Feng Xiao Tian couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.

@Gu Xuan at this moment slowly turned his body, facing Feng Xiao Tian; Feng Xiao Tian looked at Gu Xuan in disbelief; frankly, he couldn't imagine what means the other used to cut off his right wing, because he didn't see Gu Xuan move at all.

Or perhaps Gu Xuan moved too fast; in just an instant he cut off his right wing.

"You lost..." Gu Xuan said lightly.

This sentence rang in Feng Xiao Tian's ears like a thunderclap; I lost? Did I really lose just like that?

Feng Xiao Tian's gaze at Gu Xuan became somewhat incredulous; he, a fortieth-level Soul Ancestor, dealing with Gu Xuan, a mere thirty-third-level Soul Elder, actually lost?

Moreover, he was defeated head-on after using his proud self-created soul skill?

Feng Xiao Tian did not answer; Gu Xuan's voice again sounded lightly: "Of course, you can choose to continue."

When Gu Xuan spoke, the third purple soul ring on his body surface faintly flickered, as if it would burst at any moment.

Noticing this, Feng Xiao Tian suddenly woke up; no matter how unwilling he is to admit it, he indeed lost.

The Stormwind Double Wings were cut off; his body had already suffered heavy trauma; even if he still had the strength to fight again, in this state he could not withstand Gu Xuan's third soul skill.

At this moment Feng Xiao Tian could even feel the mockery and coldness in the gaze of Huo Wu behind him; a forty-th level quasi-Soul Ancestor defeated by a thirty-third-level Soul Elder? What else could this be but utter disgrace?

But he indeed lost; as long as Gu Xuan releases his third soul skill, given his current state he has absolutely no chance to defend.

"I... I lost..." Feng Xiao Tian stammered, his voice broken and intermittent.

"Individual Soul Battle first match, Gu Xuan vs Feng Xiao Tian, Gu Xuan wins!" Feng Xiao Tian stammered, but the host did not.

As the host's voice sounded, Gu Xuan calmly retracted his martial soul, glanced at Feng Xiao Tian and walked down from the Soul Battle platform; the audience also recalled the fervent cheers, and at this moment the entire Grand Soul Battle arena boiled over.

A thirty-third-level little weakling versus a fortieth-level big shot, and the thirty-third-level actually won?

That thirty-third-level little weakling is Gu Xuan!

Oh, then it's fine……

Feng Xiao Tian watched Gu Xuan's calm and unperturbed back, his eyes flickering; he glanced at the audience seats where Huo Wu's figure was gone, and he dragged his staggering body to follow the direction Gu Xuan had gone.

ps: Typos will be corrected later.

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