Chapter 79: Feng Xiaotian's Challenge

Having been away for over a month, Wu Qi had not participated in Spirit Fighting for a long time, to the point that his Spirit Fighting Badge rank had not yet increased.

Seeing that it was getting late, he called out, "Changkong, let's go Spirit Fighting!"

After saying this, he walked out of the room on his own.

"Senior Dugu, we will be leaving first; please make yourself at home." As he said this, Qiangu Changkong hurried to keep up with his pace.

When the two reached the entrance of the academy, they ran into Huo Wushuang and the other two who were rushing over.

The Wind Family and the Fire Family had discussed this matter for too long, which was why the three of them were late.

"Phew, it's good you haven't left yet." While letting out a sigh of relief, Huo Wushuang introduced, "Brother Wu, let me introduce you; this is the Xiaotian I mentioned to you."

"Long admired." The three of them cupped their hands to each other.

"Where are you all going?" Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but ask.

The purpose of their trip was to test Wu Qi's strength.

Since Huo Wushuang and his sister were no match for him, it was only natural for Feng Xiaotian to come and challenge him.

Qiangu Changkong said, "Spirit Fighting is our daily training subject. Since you have come, let's wait a while before going."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaotian revealed a look of joy, "Brother Wu, I wonder if you would be willing to have a one-on-one match with me? You may choose the location."

"Then let's go to the Great Spirit Arena," Wu Qi said casually.

Feng Xiaotian was the only genius on the continent with innate full soul power besides Tang San and himself.

It was just a pity that his potential was dragged down by his family, causing him to waste too much time on Self-Created Soul Skills.

Two years later, Feng Xiaotian would reach the age of twenty-four. Can you believe that a genius with innate full soul power would still only be a Level Forty-One Soul Ancestor at twenty-four?

Now, the aura Feng Xiaotian displayed was already Level Forty-One, meaning that in the next two years, he had only barely broken through two levels.

Of course, this was not his fault; the Wind Family was merely a noble, nouveau riche family with no foundation of its own, leaving Feng Xiaotian to navigate those wrong paths all by himself.

Feng Xiaotian smiled and reminded him, "My soul power level is higher than yours, so you must be the one to initiate the challenge request to me."

……

A challenged match does not require matching opponents, which saves a major step.

The staff at the Great Spirit Arena arranged the match for both sides in a very short time.

On the arena, Wu Qi and Feng Xiaotian stood facing each other.

"Both you and I are wind-attribute Spirit Masters; this is a duel of Speed. You must not fall behind," Feng Xiaotian said with a friendly attitude.

Wu Qi nodded without saying much.

Below the arena, Qiangu Changkong and the Huo siblings were watching the battle.

"Who do you think will win?" Qiangu Changkong asked casually, with his hands behind his head.

After careful consideration, Huo Wushuang said seriously, "Xiaotian has the advantage in both age and cultivation, so his chances of winning are very high."

Huo Wu did not speak.

Qiangu Changkong shook his head, "Let me tell you, Brother Wu will definitely win this match, and he will win it with extreme speed!"

In the past, Wu Qi had always fought against higher-level opponents and had never suffered a defeat.

Now that Wu Qi's soul power level was even one level higher than Feng Xiaotian's, how could he lose such a favorable battle!

Huo Wushuang did not know the source of his confidence and let out a long breath, "Then let's wait and see."

On the arena, following the referee's command, both sides activated their martial souls simultaneously.

Feng Xiaotian's martial soul and Soul Rings were not particularly eye-catching, and the audience's reaction was lukewarm.

When Wu Qi revealed his third Soul Ring, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

But soon, his figure stiffened in place.

A fourth black Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring appeared at Wu Qi's feet. Yellow, yellow, purple, black—the four Soul Rings shone brilliantly.

In the spectator stands, there was a brief silence, followed by an explosion of loud cheers.

"Qingluan cries!"

"A ten thousand year fourth ring, a Soul Ancestor?"

Compared to Wu Qi's Soul Rings, the Huo siblings were more interested in knowing how he had managed to break through so many levels in such a short time.

Qiangu Changkong, however, was filled with a sense of crisis; Wu Qi's fourth Soul Ring was a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring, would he not be completely overshadowed?

Six years ago, when the two first met, their soul power levels were not far apart. Six years had passed, and Qiangu Changkong had kept biting the bullet, not letting the gap widen too much.

Now that Wu Qi's fourth Soul Ring was out, he knew the gap had widened.

He would not be hot-headed, nor would he easily attempt to absorb a ten thousand year fourth ring.

Rationally analyzing it, for Wu Qi to be able to do this, his foundation must have been laid firmly beforehand.

He was already Level Thirty-Eight; it was too late to go back and build a foundation.

……

On the arena, Feng Xiaotian looked bitter, "It seems I underestimated my opponent. Please do not hold back in this match; even if I lose, I want to lose with clarity."

As you wish.

The match officially began.

The gap in soul power forced Feng Xiaotian to strike first to avoid falling into his opponent's rhythm.

"Second Soul Skill, Gale Wings. First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Array."

With wings growing from his back, Feng Xiaotian's figure soared into the air.

Sharp wolf claws sprang from his palms, unleashing ten semi-circular wind blades, sealing off all paths for his opponent to dodge.

Immediately after, he pressed his palms together, and a great blade condensed from wind whistled as he slashed it out.

Wu Qi responded calmly.

As both were wind-attribute Spirit Masters, Feng Xiaotian's first soul skill posed very little threat to him.

He countered with his First Soul Skill, easily mitigating it.

Wu Qi rose into the air, and he and Feng Xiaotian set the battlefield in mid-air.

"I heard your Self-Created Soul Skill is similar to mine; let me have a taste of it," Wu Qi said leisurely.

Feng Xiaotian took a deep breath and nodded in response, "Very well, I hope you can help me find my shortcomings."

The Spirit Crane Sky-Dancing Art and the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf were unleashed simultaneously.

Both sides were wind-attribute Spirit Masters, and the raging winds they whipped up darted about the Great Spirit Arena, bringing a refreshing coolness to the spectators.

To protect the spectators sitting in the front rows from being blown away by the gale, several Soul King powerhouses from the Great Spirit Arena joined forces to barely block the spread of the wind.

"A duel of Self-Created Soul Skills!"

Huo Wushuang's expression was solemn; he did not want to miss a single detail of the battle.

Huo Wu looked at the two combatants and could not help but sigh repeatedly.

With Wu Qi's current strength, he would certainly not be willing to submit to others and join their academy.

In this way, the only option left was for them to join the Tiandou Huangjia Xueyuan.

……

As the layers continued to stack, Feng Xiaotian quickly reached the limit of thirty-six layers; from here on, his attack power would no longer increase.

Meanwhile, the Spirit Crane Sky-Dancing Art could stack up to eighty-one layers, far from reaching its limit.

Wu Qi's figure was like a ghost; even as an Agility Attack System Spirit Master himself, Feng Xiaotian found it difficult to track his movements.

At this moment, it was as if Feng Xiaotian were punching cotton; he had strength but nowhere to exert it.

Seeing that he had no further means to restrict his opponent, he smiled bitterly and said, "Your cultivation of Self-Created Soul Skills far exceeds mine; you have won this match."

There was no dejection on his face; instead, it was burning with intensity.

With successful experience to draw from, his own Self-Created Soul Skill would surely be perfected rapidly!

With one side conceding, the Spirit Fighting match came to an abrupt end.

Wu Qi withdrew his stance and landed back on the ground, taking the opportunity to extend an invitation to Feng Xiaotian, "You are also very strong; why not join my team? We can fight in the Spirit Master Tournament together!"

(End of this chapter)