"Damn it!" Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and helplessly unleashed his strongest trump card. "Self-Created Soul Skill, Gale Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!"
The wings behind him merged with his arms as he began relentlessly slashing at Yu Tianheng.
This move used speed and gravity to continuously increase its attack power. It was somewhat similar to the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer—the more consecutive slashes he delivered, the stronger and faster they became.
"Ten Slashes!"
"Fifteen Slashes!"
"Twenty Slashes!"
"Arghhh!" Feng Xiaotian frantically slashed at Yu Tianheng, his power and speed already reaching an astonishing level.
"Thirty Slashes!"
"Thirty-Five Slashes!"
"Thirty-Six Slashes!"
Bang! Boom!
"Arghhh!~"
Yu Tianheng could no longer endure it and was defeated by Feng Xiaotian's final slash.
"I won! I won!" Feng Xiaotian's face was filled with excitement as he pointed at Tang Yu outside the arena. "Come fight me, Tang Yu!"
Seeing this, Tang Yu rose to his feet and walked down from the platform.
He stood calmly before Feng Xiaotian, his expression indifferent. "How can you fight me in your current condition? Admit defeat, Feng Xiaotian."
Although Feng Xiaotian had defeated Yu Tianheng, both his Soul Power and stamina had been severely depleted.
He was gasping heavily.
After giving it everything he had, he could only barely stand before Tang Yu.
"I can still fight!"
"Take my claw, Tang Yu!" Feng Xiaotian charged at Tang Yu with all his strength.
Tang Yu stood quietly where he was. He did not even summon his martial soul, merely meeting the attack with a punch!
Bang!
"Arghhh!~" Feng Xiaotian was instantly blasted away by that single punch. He fell to the ground, unable to rise again.
"I... I lost?" Feng Xiaotian lay helplessly on the ground, suffering a crushing blow to his spirit.
So even after giving everything he had, he