Soul Emperor Feng Xiaotian

"What?"

This sudden turn of events immediately startled Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and the others, who had been speculating about who would win.

They had guessed that Tang San might lose, but they had never expected him to lose so quickly, so easily.

After just one exchange, Tang San's Eight Spider Lances had been shattered. Even the Soul King teachers at Shrek Academy could not have done that.

"Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu directly teleported to Tang San's side, carrying him off the Arena. Before that, she shot Feng Xiaotian an absolutely vicious glare.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian helplessly shrugged. Fine, he had offended another girl.

Still, he was used to this sort of thing. Over the years, there had been no fewer than eighty girls who had held a grudge against him because of it.

Sometimes, he really wondered whether something was wrong with these people's heads.

Feng Xiaotian then looked at the Shrek group and asked, "Are you still fighting?"

To Feng Xiaotian, it did not really matter whether they fought or not. He simply felt that the strength he had just displayed was enough to make Shrek back down.

After all, going onstage would have no meaning beyond taking a beating.

"Shrek concedes!"

Just as Feng Xiaotian had expected, after exchanging glances, Yu Xiaogang and the others decisively chose to concede.

If it had been a team battle, Yu Xiaogang felt they could still put up a fight. If they used their trump cards, they might even have had a chance of winning.

But in this kind of one-on-one Arena duel, defeating Feng Xiaotian was nothing but a fool's dream.

Hearing that, Feng Xiaotian said nothing more and quickly left the Arena.

Late that night, Skywater Academy's camp.

Sensing movement outside, Shui Wuchen awoke from meditation. With a flash, he vanished from the room.

The next moment, Shui Wuchen appeared atop the camp. Looking at the handsome man before him, he said calmly, "Feng Xiaotian, why are you here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

"How about the two of us deciding tomorrow's match in a single battle?"

Feng Xiaotian smiled faintly as he spoke.

The Promotion Tournament had nearly reached its end. It would conclude in just one more day.

And by sheer coincidence, Skywater Academy and Godwind Academy were opponents on that final day.

"Decide the outcome in one battle?"

Shui Wuchen's lips curled slightly. "Fine. I accept your challenge!"

In truth, even if Feng Xiaotian had not come to suggest it, the final outcome would inevitably have become a decisive battle between him and Feng Xiaotian.

The two of them were clearly far stronger than the other competitors in this tournament. If they wished, they could easily sweep through every student on the opposing side.

Even Shui Bing'er could, at most, make Feng Xiaotian expend a little more Soul Power.

But did Shui Wuchen need his sister to drain Feng Xiaotian's Soul Power for him?

Not at all!

Even if Feng Xiaotian had truly broken through to that realm as he suspected, his opponent still could not possibly be a match for him.

Shui Wuchen had absolute confidence in that.

Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian smiled in satisfaction. The green wings on his back flapped, and he departed.

The next day, at the Grand Arena!

"Sword Douluo, have you taken over the protection of Sect Master Ning recently?"

In the VIP stands, Xue Ye smiled as he greeted the handsome middle-aged man standing beside Ning Fengzhi.

The middle-aged man wore a snow-white long robe, his silver-white hair tied behind his back. His entire body exuded a sharp, cutting presence. He was Chen Xin, Sword Douluo, one of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two Titled Douluo pillars, a level ninety-six Titled Douluo whose title was Sword!

"It is my duty."

Chen Xin gave Xue Ye a slight bow, then turned his gaze toward the Grand Arena.

Seeing this, Xue Ye smiled faintly. "Sword Douluo, you arrived at just the right time. There is a battle today that I have been particularly looking forward to."

"Oh?"

Chen Xin was somewhat surprised. "Who has earned Your Majesty's favor?"

"Hehe, Sword Douluo should have heard a little about them as well. They are Shui Wuchen of Skywater Academy and Feng Xiaotian of Godwind Academy!" Xue Ye replied.

Chen Xin came to a realization. "Those two... I recall that both are Soul Kings. It has been a long time since I saw a team outside Spirit Hall with Soul Kings."

The Elite Tournament required competitors to be under twenty-five, meaning they had to break through to Soul King before turning twenty-five. Even for peerless geniuses, that was an exceptionally harsh requirement.

Moreover, most did not wait until they were twenty-four to compete. Many entered at eighteen or nineteen, or at most in their early twenties. Under such circumstances, reaching Soul Ancestor was already extraordinarily impressive.

At that moment, Ning Fengzhi suddenly spoke with a smile. "Then let us watch together. I am also curious to see which of Shui Wuchen and Feng Xiaotian is stronger."

Under their watchful eyes, match after match passed, and soon it was time for Skywater Academy's battle against Godwind Academy.

Upon hearing the Referee's call, Shui Wuchen and Feng Xiaotian rose at the same time and flew onto the Arena.

Tap~

The instant he landed, Feng Xiaotian radiated dazzling green light. A seemingly tangible green wolf head appeared over his left shoulder, staring at Shui Wuchen with a chilling gaze.

Feng Xiaotian's Martial Soul was the Swift Wind Twin-Headed Wolf, mutated from the Swift Wind Magic Wolf. It possessed formidable offensive power and speed no weaker than that of agility-type Soul Masters of the same rank. Its combat strength was in no way inferior to a top-tier Martial Soul.

"Mm~"

Across from Feng Xiaotian, Ice Blue Light radiated from Shui Wuchen's body. The next moment, he summoned Articuno. After glancing over the scene, it immediately flew upward and circled overhead.

Feng Xiaotian glanced at Articuno above him and said, "Actually, you can have Articuno come down and fight alongside you. I would also like to know just how much power you can unleash when you fight together with Articuno."

"If you are strong enough, you will see it."

An Ice Blue long blade condensed in Shui Wuchen's hand as his eyes silently fixed on Feng Xiaotian.

Hearing that, Feng Xiaotian laughed at himself. "Is that so? It seems I really have been underestimated."

"In that case, how about this?"

As he spoke, Feng Xiaotian no longer concealed himself and released all of his Soul Rings.

In an instant, six Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—appeared in succession, circling up and down around Feng Xiaotian's body as they radiated lights of different colors.

Seeing this, Xue Ye, Bishop Salas, Ning Fengzhi, and the others in the stands all rose to their feet, staring at Feng Xiaotian below in shock.

More precisely, they were staring at the six multicolored Soul Rings surrounding Feng Xiaotian!

Xue Ye said in disbelief, "A Soul Emperor! He is actually a Soul Emperor!"

Ning Fengzhi likewise stared at Feng Xiaotian with a face full of shock.

If Feng Xiaotian becoming a Soul King at twenty-four was still within Ning Fengzhi's range of acceptance, then becoming a Soul Emperor at twenty-four had already exceeded all his expectations.

Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two Titled Douluo had not achieved such accomplishments at that age.

Bishop Salas's expression changed repeatedly, as if he found it difficult to accept this fact. "Impossible. How could Feng Xiaotian possibly be a Soul Emperor?"