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"You're welcome."
Ye Ling waved his hand and smiled.
Compared to Ye Ling's calmness, the helplessness on Feng Xiaotian's face was so clear that even a blind person could see it.
"I originally wanted to stand out in this individual competition so that Huo Wu would look up to me."
Feng Xiaotian looked at Ye Ling and cursed in his heart what bad luck he had.
"I didn't expect to run into this bad luck star in the first round."
As an academy in the Tiandou competition area, Feng Xiaotian witnessed Ye Ling's strength with his own eyes.
Feng Xiaotian had no confidence at all in the young master of the Butian Pavilion, whose soul ring had a strange color.
"Although I know I am no match for Young Master Ye, surrendering without a fight is not the style of a spirit master like me."
Feng Xiaotian took two deep breaths and spoke solemnly to Ye Ling.
Just kidding, Huo Wu is still watching from the audience!
If he admitted defeat directly, he would probably have no status at all in Huo Wu's eyes.
"please."
Ye Ling made a gesture of invitation to Feng Xiaotian.
Although both are soul masters with innate full soul power, the gap between him and Feng Xiaotian is like that between a firefly and the bright moon.
"Then I'm sorry!"
Feng Xiaotian let out a light whistle.
A layer of faint green light suddenly surged out from his body, and as the green light spread, even his body underwent obvious changes.
In addition to his body becoming more burly and taller, a wolf's head actually appeared on his left shoulder.
Gale Two-Headed Wolf, a mutant martial spirit that is close to the top martial spirit.
To be honest, if Feng Xiaotian had devoted all his energy to cultivation, his achievements would probably be much higher than they are now.
"Sister, how long do you think Feng Xiaotian can last in the hands of Young Master Ye?"
On the viewing platform, Huo Wushuang looked at Huo Wu and asked in a low voice.
"Who knows?"
Huo Wu shook her head, her beautiful eyes just resting quietly on Ye Ling.
"If Young Master Ye had been more serious, Feng Xiaotian wouldn't have been able to withstand a single blow."
"But considering Young Master Ye's broad-mindedness, he would at least allow Feng Xiaotian to use all his skills before defeating him, right?"
Huo Wushuang frowned and suddenly sighed when he saw his sister like this.
"Sister, Feng Xiaotian is actually quite good. Why don't you try to accept him?"
Huo Wu said nothing, just looked at Ye Ling on the stage without saying a word.
"I am twenty-four years old this year. Although I am not as talented as Young Master Ye, I am also a soul master with innate full soul power."
Feng Xiaotian's face suddenly became expressionless.
"But my current strength is all accumulated bit by bit. I would like to ask Master Ye Young for guidance."
"The game begins!"
The referee's voice also sounded at the right time.
The referee of the Spirit Hall is already very aware of the fact that Ye Ling does not have a spirit soul and spirit ring.
The green light left a trail of afterimage behind Feng Xiaotian, and Feng Xiaotian arrived in front of Ye Ling almost instantly.
Ye Ling nodded slightly. It goes without saying that Feng Xiaotian's speed is extremely outstanding among soul masters of the same level.
The first soul ring on Feng Xiaotian's body lit up, and ten semi-arc-shaped wind blades suddenly swung out from his wolf claws, attacking Ye Ling with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Ye Ling had a smile on his face but did not move.
But the wind blade turned into a harmless breeze the moment it touched Ye Ling's body.
After obtaining the true form of his martial soul, Ye Ling has completely mastered the power of the laws of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Compared with the power of these twelve laws, Ye Ling rarely uses the other soul skills that come with the soul ring.
Feng Xiaotian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of horror flashed across his face.
He didn't even know how Ye Ling dissolved his soul skills.
It's not just Feng Xiaotian, even Poseidon who is hiding in the dark doesn't know how Ye Ling resolved Feng Xiaotian's soul skills.
"This child clearly doesn't have the aura of being chosen by the gods, but what kind of power is this..."
Poseidon murmured, and became more curious about Ye Ling.
However, Feng Xiaotian still tried his best, and the second and third soul rings under his feet lit up at the same time.
A pair of huge green wings spread out from behind Feng Xiaotian.
He flapped his wings behind him just once, and with the help of the wind, his figure soared up to a height of dozens of meters.
"Young Master Ye, next up is my self-created soul skill, the Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Combo. Watch out!"
"Oh, that's interesting."
A look of slight interest appeared on Ye Ling's face.
Feng Xiaotian also used this soul skill in team competitions.
However, before he could unleash his full power, he was interrupted by Tang San.
How could a soul skill that couldn't even hurt Tang San possibly do anything to Ye Ling?
With the help of the second soul skill, Feng Xiaotian's attack, defence, and agility all increased by 50%. Combined with the third soul skill, the Swift Wind Wings, his condition has been improved to the current strongest state.
With a long roar, Feng Xiaotian's body swooped down from mid-air.
There was no sound, but the edges of Feng Xiaotian's wings flashed with sharp light.
Ye Ling still didn't move.
Just when Feng Xiaotian's wings were about to touch him, he suddenly reached out with extremely fast speed and flicked Feng Xiaotian's wings.
Bang!
A crisp sound came from Feng Xiaotian's wings.
Feng Xiaotian only felt a huge force coming from the edges of his wings, and his body flew backwards under the influence of this huge force.
"Is this the power and body of a human soul master?"
Feng Xiaotian looked strange and cursed in his heart.
He had a direct understanding of Ye Ling's strength.
Except for those with a certain level of vision, no one else could see clearly what happened on the fighting arena just now.
Feng Xiaotian just approached Ye Ling, but suddenly retreated as if he had been hit hard.
Although he was retreating rapidly, Feng Xiaotian also used this force to make a big turn in the air, and his wings slashed towards Ye Ling again.
"That's about right, right?"
After seeing Feng Xiaotian's so-called self-created soul skills, Ye Ling lost interest in continuing to waste time.
He let Feng Xiaotian's wings pass over his body, making a sound of metal clashing.
Crack! !
The crisp sound of shattering echoed throughout the venue.
Feng Xiaotian's wings, which seemed to be able to split mountains and rocks easily, broke into countless pieces the moment they touched Ye Ling's body.
"Is this body made of some metal?"
Although he felt severe pain in his body, Feng Xiaotian's expression was extremely strange.
"I give up."
Feng Xiaotian, who was sent flying backwards by the recoil force from Ye Ling, shouted to the referee the moment he landed.
It doesn't make sense.
Ye Ling's strength almost exceeded Feng Xiaotian's imagination.
It wasn't just him, many people in the viewing stands also had surprised expressions on their faces.
"I'm afraid even the body of an ordinary hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast is not as strong as this Young Master Ye."
A figure also hiding in the darkness murmured.
"It seems like I can't help Brother Hao avenge his death."