Meteor Flash Rush

After this battle at the Great Spirit Arena, Wang Xiaofeng estimated that his strength was probably around the average level of a Soul Elder.

His physical strength was comparable to that of a normal assault-type spirit master. He had more than enough ability to protect himself, but lacked offensive power, and he also had no long-range attack methods.

This time, Wang Xiaofeng and Dai Mubai had defeated the Earthshaking Rhinoceros Combination and attracted many fans. Wang Xiaofeng in particular had won the affection of many people by defeating a powerful assault-type opponent as a weak support-type spirit master.

Unfortunately, those fans were destined to be disappointed. Wang Xiaofeng had no plans to return to the Great Spirit Arena.

After all, Wang Xiaofeng had too many things to keep him busy: raising his level, studying his martial soul, researching Self-Created Soul Skills, and so on.

In any case, he was still far from level forty, the graduation requirement. There was no rush to obtain a Silver Spirit badge.

Early the next morning, Wang Xiaofeng had barely finished cultivating when he was dragged onto the Training Field.

"Why does this feel so familiar?" Wang Xiaofeng's eyelids twitched. Looking at the excited Oscar and Ma Hongjun, he helplessly said to Zhao Wuji, "Teacher Zhao, why not call the other teachers over as well? They should be able to use my Flash Step."

Zhao Wuji asked curiously, "You're willing to hand your Self-Created Soul Skill over to the academy?"

In Zhao Wuji's eyes, a Self-Created Soul Skill was the kind of trump card one kept hidden away. It should not be made public. Yet when it came to Wang Xiaofeng, he had first taught it to Zhao Wuji, and now he wanted to teach the academy's teachers too.

Having transmigrated from an age of highly developed information, Wang Xiaofeng had no intention of holding anything back. After all, this was the best time to build connections.

Hadn't he built some connections with Zhao Wuji? Zhao Wuji had immediately helped him obtain his Third Soul Ring without a second word.

He might need these big shots' help obtaining high-year soul rings in the future. After graduation, their relationship might fade, and only mutual benefit was the best bond.

When the academy's teachers heard that Wang Xiaofeng intended to teach them his Self-Created Soul Skill, every one of them was delighted. They had envied Zhao Wuji for a long time.

Ever since Zhao Wuji had learned Wang Xiaofeng's Self-Created Soul Skill, even Flander was no longer Zhao Wuji's match.

Zhao Wuji no longer had the weakness of slow movement, so kiting tactics were useless against him.

Facing one Soul Emperor and Soul Saint after another, Wang Xiaofeng felt enormous pressure. Still, he braced himself and said, "Teachers, what I'm teaching everyone this time is my improved Flash Step. After all, not everyone has physical abilities as powerful as Teacher Zhao's."

After saying that, Wang Xiaofeng began simulating the usage techniques of Flash Step within each person's body using Soul Power.

As soon as Shao Xin learned it, he impatiently gave it a try. Several afterimages immediately appeared across the Training Field.

"Good heavens, my speed is practically comparable to that of an agility-attack Soul Ancestor now." Shao Xin was overjoyed. This soul skill could serve as a small trump card. It might even save his life someday.

"Xiaofeng, I'll remember this favor. If you need anything, come find me," Shao Xin said solemnly. The other teachers felt the same way, believing they owed Wang Xiaofeng a favor.

Wang Xiaofeng wore a helpless expression on the surface, but he was delighted inside. With these teachers' help, his parents' soul rings finally had hope.

"Hahaha, so this is what flying feels like!" Ma Hongjun was having a blast playing with Flash Step nearby. He even called Oscar over to compete with him to see who could jump higher.

"Fatty, isn't that a little too childish?"

Such a high-class Self-Created Soul Skill had been played in such a low-class way. Ma Hongjun was truly one of a kind.

"Fatty is the youngest, after all. It's normal for him to like playing," Dai Mubai consoled him.

Wang Xiaofeng's eyelids twitched. If they were talking about who looked the youngest, only he appeared younger. After absorbing soul rings, everyone's body was tempered by them and gradually approached a mature state.

Thus, both Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai looked like youths of seventeen or eighteen, while he had only undergone one soul ring's tempering and had developed slowly.

Time flowed by, and before he knew it, a week had passed in the blink of an eye.

That day, after the morning training ended, Wang Xiaofeng finally had his afternoon break.

After a week of continuously exploring his martial soul, Wang Xiaofeng had finally figured out the second passive soul skill bestowed by his Third Soul Ring.

Wang Xiaofeng called it "Indestructible Body." This passive soul skill could turn the Green Calabash martial soul yellow and make it as hard as steel, while increasing the calabash's weight to fifty jin.

When this passive soul skill was used together with Size As You Wish, its weight could reach five hundred jin. After researching it, Wang Xiaofeng discovered that within fifty meters, he could freely control his martial soul's size and weight.

Wang Xiaofeng had tried throwing his martial soul at people or holding it in his hand as a weapon, but neither felt particularly convenient.

Still, whether these methods of attack were useful would need to be tested in battle.

Wang Xiaofeng had not expected that only a week after telling Dai Mubai that he would not be going to the Great Spirit Arena for the time being, he would be thoroughly slapping himself in the face.

To keep Dai Mubai from recognizing him, he could only put on a disguise and secretly enter the arena.

That evening, Wang Xiaofeng left Shrek Academy and arrived in Suotuo City.

He bought many clothes, masks, face coverings, gloves, and shoes from different clothing stores. Since he was adopting a new identity, he had to be cautious.

When night fell, Wang Xiaofeng entered a restroom beside the spirit arena and changed into his equipment. He also wrapped bandages around his stomach to make himself look somewhat fat. Only after putting on his face covering and mask did he leave the restroom and register for a one-on-one match.

"Hello, are you here to register for a match or create an account?" The Great Spirit Arena staff member did not look surprised by Wang Xiaofeng's strange attire. He had seen plenty of naked spirit masters before. What was this by comparison?

"I'll register first, then sign up for a match."

Wang Xiaofeng said this while altering his voice.

"Pay ten Gold Soul Coins, fill out this form, then go test your Soul Power."

Wang Xiaofeng successfully registered for a match and entered the waiting area. The moment he walked in, he found Dai Mubai waiting there for his own match.

It's fine. He definitely won't recognize me. Wang Xiaofeng calmly found a corner and waited in silence.

Dai Mubai truly did not notice Wang Xiaofeng. After waiting a while, a staff member called him to the stage, and he left the waiting area directly.

That was normal, though. There were nearly a hundred people in the waiting area. Who would pay attention to a stranger?

"Soul Elder Xiao Fan! Is Soul Elder Xiao Fan here?"

After waiting nearly half an hour, Wang Xiaofeng was finally called onto the stage by a staff member.

The instant he stepped onto the platform, the burly man opposite him mocked him. "Shorty, get off the stage now. Otherwise, you'll be crying for your mommy after I beat you up."

"Oh, really?" Wang Xiaofeng's expression turned cold. Though he was here to test combinations of soul skills, since the other side was so eager, he would try that move.

"...Begin!" The Host's words had barely fallen when the three soul rings around Wang Xiaofeng flashed. The buff from his First Soul Skill had already been applied to both himself and his opponent.

"Martial soul passive skill, Indestructible Body!"

The yellow calabash had somehow already appeared in Wang Xiaofeng's right hand. Soul Power throughout his body began pouring wildly into the calabash, where it was continuously compressed.

"His martial soul summon speed is so fast!" The burly man saw that Wang Xiaofeng seemed to be using a charging-type soul skill and immediately grew uneasy. He hurriedly activated his Martial Soul Avatar.

"War Tiger, possess!"

"First Soul Skill, Bloodthirst!"

The burly man's body swelled by a full circle, yellow fur grew all over him, and his eyes turned red as he charged toward Wang Xiaofeng like a tiger descending the mountain.

"You were so slow to possess your martial soul, yet you dared to talk so big."

By the time his opponent finished activating his Martial Soul Avatar and rushed over, Wang Xiaofeng had already achieved his goal. He had compressed more than half of his Soul Power within the calabash, with its bottom facing his opponent and its mouth aimed behind himself.

"Combination Soul Skill, Meteor Flash Rush."

This was a Combination Soul Skill Wang Xiaofeng had created by using the principle behind Flash Step together with the passive Indestructible Body.

The enormous amount of Soul Power compressed within the calabash instantly found an outlet and erupted from the calabash's mouth, providing the calabash with unimaginable thrust. A powerful airflow exploded from behind Wang Xiaofeng.

Bang!

Not until a sonic boom rang out beside Wang Xiaofeng did the spectators realize that the calabash in his hand had vanished.

Wang Xiaofeng was blown aside by the powerful airflow, while the burly man opposite him was still charging at him when he suddenly vanished from everyone's sight.

Only when he smashed through the first Protective Barrier and slowly slid down the second did people spot him again.

"This is a Protective Barrier that can withstand a Soul King's full-force attack." The Host looked at the spirit master lying on the ground, unsure whether he was dead or alive, and walked over with trembling limbs. He felt the man's pulse and was surprised to find that it was still beating, though weakly.

"Soul Master Xiao Fan wins! His current record is one win and zero losses."

"Hmph, and he was talking tough like that. If I hadn't applied my First Soul Skill to him beforehand, he would have died already."

A spirit master who feared his opponent was too weak to survive a single move and instead helped the enemy—there were probably very few of those. But this passive soul skill seemed capable of many combinations.

Wang Xiaofeng shook the money in his hand and left the spirit arena, returning to continue his cultivation.

P.S.: The name "Meteor Flash Rush" came from PM's ultimate Steel-type move.