Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!~~
Like a god of the wind, Feng Xiaotian launched slash after slash as he charged at Little Jiu.
"He's using his ultimate move—a Self-Created Soul Skill!" Huo Wushuang's eyes lit up. He had once been slashed so badly by this move that he wished he were dead, so he understood its terror even better.
"Not bad. To actually comprehend a Self-Created Soul Skill—this wasn't bestowed by a Spirit Ring, but developed through his own exploration. From the looks of it, the power and speed of each slash can stack. It carries some of the mysteries of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!"
Ning Fengzhi said with a smile from the side.
"Oh? Is it very powerful?" Xue Ye asked.
"By the time the final slash of the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes is unleashed, his attack power will increase by at least threefold! That is the result of stacking both speed and power."
After pondering for a moment, Ning Fengzhi calculated.
Clang, clang, clang!
The Ice Broom collided continuously with Feng Xiaotian's Wings of Wind. The power he accumulated grew heavier and heavier, while his speed became faster and faster!
"It's here—Feng Xiaotian's signature technique, the Thirty-Six Consecutive Gale Demonic Wolf Slashes! It's said that no one has ever been able to withstand all thirty-six of his slashes. No one has even lasted until the final slash. Could he be about to turn things around?"
Doudou cried out excitedly. Her words set the audience's blood boiling. They widened their eyes and began counting!
It was as if they had obsessive-compulsive disorder—they simply had to wait for the thirty-sixth slash!
And as though Little Jiu understood everyone's thoughts, he merely parried Feng Xiaotian's attacks. He did not use a single control skill, allowing his opponent to steadily stack his power without