Breakthrough, New Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!

The six cyan streaks had been precisely calculated by Feng Xiaotian, attacking from six different directions and cutting off Shui Wuchen's escape routes.

"Hmm?"

Watching Feng Xiaotian instantly fling out six cyan streaks, Shui Wuchen was somewhat surprised. He saw a reflection of himself in Feng Xiaotian's move.

However, that surprise vanished in an instant. Facing the six cyan streaks attacking from Feng Xiaotian, Shui Wuchen swiftly swung the Ice Blue long blade in his hand.

Six dazzling blade lights appeared around Shui Wuchen in succession, each one slashing toward one of the cyan streaks.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Almost the moment they made contact, the cyan streaks Feng Xiaotian had sent out were shattered by Shui Wuchen.

"What?"

Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian's gaze sharpened. His newly created New Gale Wolf Six Consecutive Slashes had been so easily countered by Shui Wuchen?

Moreover, judging by Shui Wuchen's performance, he had barely used any strength at all.

But Feng Xiaotian was immediately overjoyed. Only an opponent like this was worthy of his full strength.

"Good, very good. It seems you haven't stood still these past few years either!"

Feng Xiaotian stared at Shui Wuchen, then said solemnly, "Next, I won't hold back anymore. Shui Wuchen, don't die!"

"If you want to fight, then fight."

Shui Wuchen slightly waved the ice blade in his hand and spoke indifferently.

Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian could not help but smile. Then he declared loudly, "Watch closely. This is my full strength now."

A powerful cyan glow enveloped Feng Xiaotian's entire body. Immediately afterward, his body began spinning rapidly, instantly transforming into a dazzling cyan tornado.

As Feng Xiaotian transformed into the cyan tornado, a fierce gale suddenly swept through the surroundings, kicking up dust and sand across the Grand Arena.

Solid-looking semicircular cyan scars shot out from the cyan tornado one after another, carrying the force to sever everything as they flew toward Shui Wuchen.

This was the Self-Created Soul Skill Feng Xiaotian had developed by combining his first five Soul Skills and studying Shui Wuchen's Ice Blade. He had currently developed it to the level of twenty-four consecutive slashes.

"Pfft—"

In the spectator stands, Feng Qingcang directly spat out the tea in his mouth when he saw this.

Feng Qingcang stared at Feng Xiaotian in stunned disbelief and clicked his tongue. "When did this brat train that move to this level?"

"What a powerful Self-Created Soul Skill."

In the VIP seats, Sword Douluo Chen Xin was also somewhat surprised. He inwardly praised, "Although Feng Xiaotian has only just broken through to Soul Emperor, with this Self-Created Soul Skill alone, most Soul Emperors would be no match for him."

In Chen Xin's eyes, the power of Feng Xiaotian's current Self-Created Soul Skill was already close to that of many fifty-thousand-year Soul Ring Soul Skills. Even some Soul Douluos' eighth Soul Skills were no more than this.

Just as they were marveling, the semicircular cyan scars had already arrived before Shui Wuchen.

Fast! Far faster than anyone could have imagined!

Twenty-four semicircular cyan scars sliced through the air. Each carried an extreme killing intent as they attacked Shui Wuchen from all manner of strange angles, seemingly intending to shred his body apart.

Under such an attack, not to mention an ordinary Soul Emperor, even a Soul Saint would be stripped of a layer of skin without activating their Martial Soul Avatar.

"Ice Blade: Instant Nine Slashes!"

Shui Wuchen's eyes narrowed slightly, yet his heart was as calm as still water. At this moment, his Soul Power and physical body were both under his perfect control.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

In an instant, nine dazzling blade lights lit up around Shui Wuchen.

These nine breathtaking blade lights seemed to weave together into a wondrous net, cutting off every attack from outside.

No matter how fast the twenty-four cyan scars were or how bizarre their trajectories, they could not break through the net of blade light Shui Wuchen had formed around himself.

Countless collisions rang out. The former academy geniuses watching from the spectator stands looked blankly at the scene, because they could not see the details of the battle on the Arena at all.

In contrast to those students were the academy teachers and headmasters.

At this moment, every one of them stared fixedly at everything happening in the Arena, while stormy waves rose in their hearts.

Yet among the students present, there was one exception who could barely keep up with Shui Wuchen and Feng Xiaotian's battle.

Purple Light shimmered in Tang San's eyes as he pushed his Purple Demon Eye to its limit, staring unblinkingly at the battle between Shui Wuchen and Feng Xiaotian.

Yet the more he watched, the more alarmed Tang San became.

In Tang San's eyes, both Shui Wuchen's and Feng Xiaotian's Self-Created Soul Skills had been developed to an extremely high degree, with almost no flaws.

Shui Wuchen's nine blade lights in particular were practically works of art. Not only did they conserve Soul Power to the utmost, but the nine instantly overlapping blade lights also far surpassed the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer in power.

Perhaps the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer's highest realm, eighty-one hammers stacked nine times over, could surpass it, but how much time would the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer require before reaching that point?

Tang San did not even need to think deeply to arrive at the answer.

Under equal conditions, if he used the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer against either of them, he would be instantly crushed by their attacks before the hammer technique could even stack up. There was no second possibility.

On the Arena, Shui Wuchen's blade-wielding hand moved like a flowing shadow, swinging without pause. Nine blade lights continuously appeared around him, endlessly shattering the cyan scars that came crashing down like a raging storm.

Yet his body seemed to be taking a stroll through the rain. He advanced through the wind and rain, slowly walking toward where Feng Xiaotian had transformed into a tornado.

This breathtaking sight was deeply etched into the minds of everyone present, changing their expressions.

Among them, the one who gained the deepest insight was undoubtedly Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

Chen Xin stared fixedly at the scene on the Arena. Shui Wuchen's figure advancing with his blade through an attack like a violent storm made him sense a unique artistic realm.

At that moment, the situation on the Arena changed.

After sensing Shui Wuchen's approach, Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth.

He did not fear death or defeat, but he could not lose like this. At the very least, he could not lose so easily!

Faster! I need to be faster!

Then, under Feng Xiaotian's frenzied exertion, the cyan tornado he had transformed into suddenly began spinning faster and faster!

A vast amount of wind-element energy gathered and was absorbed by the cyan tornado Feng Xiaotian had become. After absorbing that energy, the cyan tornado seemed to break through some bottleneck and immediately grew even larger.

The next moment, semicircular cyan scars were flung out by the cyan tornado. They were faster, and their angles became even more vicious!

Moreover, this time there were not the usual twenty-four scars, but thirty-six!

Under the immense pressure Shui Wuchen had brought him, Feng Xiaotian had achieved a breakthrough and created the new Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes ahead of time.