Feng Xiaotian's Despair

Quan Yi was somewhat surprised when his grabs missed, as Feng Xiaotian's speed was in no way inferior to that of Agility Attack System Soul Master of the same level.

However, Quan Yi was not flustered after being dodged. He kept his eyes fixed on Feng Xiaotian's figure.

With all his might, Quan Yi leaped off the ground and, under the control of his powerful Heart Power, forcibly twisted his body in mid-air.

While twisting his body, Quan Yi Multitasking, flipping his left hand and opening his palm. Pure and scorching Fire-attribute Soul Power quickly surged into the center of his palm and was highly concentrated.

"Bang!"

The concentrated Soul Power erupted in an instant, causing Quan Yi's body to twist faster.

Quan Yi did this to direct Feng Xiaotian, who was facing directly into the air, towards the sky.

At the same time, the steel dispersed on the body's surface softens rapidly.

The softened steel, like raindrops, swept across Quan Yi's body surface and quickly gathered at the tip of his right middle finger.

And it condenses again into a cone-shaped tip.

Quan Yi's gaze sharpened, and as he rotated his body to the right, he used the momentum to quickly swing his right hand towards the sky. The crimson tip gathered between his fingers shot towards the sky like a sharp spearhead.

With the combined force of the powerful right arm and the explosive force of his own Soul Power, the tip that detached from his body, like a bullet, tore through Feng Xiaotian's left wing from bottom to top.

"Ah!"

Because it went straight up, it pierced through Feng Xiaotian's wings.

Quan Yi's ranged attack tore a large gash in his hard wing.

The damage to his wings seemed to cause Feng Xiaotian immense pain.

After he screamed loudly, his body tilted severely to one side due to damage to one of his wings, but Feng Xiaotian was no ordinary person either.

Despite the pain after being attacked, he quickly regained his balance using only one wing.

Although he cannot fly with only one wing, he can still control his descent trajectory.

His right wing flashed continuously in the air, and his falling body moved to the Xiang Zuo out of thin air.

Quan Yi flipped backward, his feet landing on the ground, and rushed quickly towards the direction where Feng Xiaotian had fallen.

All of this happened too fast. In everyone's eyes, it was clearly Feng Xiaotian who attacked first and gained the upper hand.

But in the next second, the situation reversed, and Feng Xiaotian was the one who fled in panic.

The Divine Wind Team, already airborne, wanted to provide support, but it was too late.

Quan Yi gathered his Soul Power into his legs, and this time his speed was several notches faster than the first time.

Just as Feng Xiaotian was about to fall to the ground, he stood behind him.

With his vermilion-colored iron hands, he tightly grasped the wings on his back.

"Snap!"

Without hesitation, Quan Yi used his powerful hands to crush the hardest and thickest branches of the wings.

In an instant, as Quan Yi shattered the wings, blood mist burst forth from the broken ends.

"Ah!"

Feng Xiaotian let out an extremely miserable scream.

Although his wings are not actual body parts, they are products formed from his own body.

Perception is connected to wings.

The pain of shattered wings shot straight into Feng Xiaotian's mind at that moment.

However, more than the pain, he was filled with disbelief; his shoulder was as hard as steel.

He never imagined that someone could break his wings with just a grip.

In fact, Quan Yi originally wanted to tear the wings off Feng Xiaotian's back.

However, considering the friendship between the two schools and the level of bloodshed, he chose to completely destroy Feng Xiaotian's flying ability in the least exaggerated way.

Given such damage, it will take time for the wings to heal before they can be used again.

With Quan Yi breaking off a wing, Feng Xiaotian lost the support of his wings and plummeted to the ground.

Despite falling to the ground, Feng Xiaotian did not lose consciousness; in fact, the pain fueled his inner madness.

He knew that the gap in strength between the two sides was too great, but as the captain of the Divine Wind Team, he carried everyone's expectations and could not be defeated.

He braced himself, quickly stood up, and then shouted to his teammates, "Attack me!"

As he shouted, his claws once again coalesced into Azure Light Wind Blade.

This time, instead of shooting out the Wind Blade, he chose to condense Wind Blade in his palms, using them as claws to attack his enemies.

On the ground, Feng Xiaotian's running speed was even faster than when he was flying.

Moreover, at extremely close range, in the time it takes to turn around, his sharp Wind Blade claws closed in on Quan Yi.

At the same time, the members of the Divine Wind Team understood Feng Xiaotian's determination from his shouts.

Countless Wind Blade and Wind Cannon erupted from the other seven members, and in an instant, Quan Yi was completely surrounded by a dense barrage of Soul Skill from top to bottom.

This was the method of mutual destruction that Feng Xiaotian thought of in an instant.

By launching a surprise attack, he could delay Quan Yi moment, allowing Quan Yi to be bathed in the baptism of the Soul Skill together with him.

Seeing Feng Xiaotian's decisive choice, Quan Yi began to have a different view of the young man.

When faced with a desperate situation, and in that instant, able to think of a way to perish together with others, not everyone can do that.

This requires strong willpower and reckless decisiveness.

Unfortunately.

Feng Xiaotian has his own teammates, and Quan Yi also has his own teammates.

Quan Yi didn't even flinch in the face of the attacks, and even dispersed the energy he had gathered in his hands.

Just when Feng Xiaotian thought he had succeeded, a blazing white light emerged from behind Quan Yi.

The next moment, a white light stole his sight.

A scorching heat collided with him.

The aura was intensely hot, but it wouldn't burn his body; however, it possessed an irresistible elasticity.

It directly knocked the Wind Blade in his hand and his body away.

From the audience, all they could see was a dazzling white light suddenly bursting forth from the center of the Blazing Fire Team and quickly sweeping across the entire arena.

As the light faded, the dense array of Soul Skill attacks that had surrounded Quan Yi disappeared.

Even Feng Xiaotian, whose Wind Blade was almost about to touch Quan Yi, appeared near the edge of the arena.

This is Huo Wu's Third Soul Skill, Defying Flame Ring.

Although the Martial Soul Second Awakening was not activated, with the dual assistance of Ling Yun and Wang Xing, and the explosive power of the Ring Fusion, this Soul Skill was still able to unleash terrifying resistance.

All Soul Skill and enemies will be kept out by this move.

Moreover, the color of the flames turned into a dazzling, incandescent white light.

Compared to the original version, it has more visual distractions, making it difficult to perceive the distance of the fire ring.

Feng Xiaotian lay on the cold, rocky ground, staring blankly ahead.

He noticed that the source of the white light was Huo Wu.

This moment.

His long-standing self-confidence was completely shattered by Quan Yi and Huo Wu.