Douluo: Jianmu Martial Soul, Am I an Abomination of Abundance?

Countless vines rapidly grew across the arena, intertwining and knotting together into walls of trees before the wind blades.

Within a range of dozens of meters, the area became a vast sea of trees in the blink of an eye. The longest vines even reached dozens of meters into the sky, blotting out the sun.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

More than a dozen azure wind blades struck the tree walls, producing dull thuds and scattering countless splinters.

Yet even the Wind Blade Array, far stronger than ordinary wind blades, only carved cracks a few dozen centimeters deep into the surface of the endless tree walls.

But to the rapidly growing trees, such wounds were mere scratches that could be repaired in the blink of an eye, vanishing instantly.

At the same time, a gigantic wooden hammer formed from trees came crashing down with a howling wind, smashing a several-meter-wide crater into the ground before Feng Xiaotian and sending shattered bricks and stones flying in every direction.

Countless pebbles flew past Feng Xiaotian, while some struck the Soul Power shield around him, stirring ripples of azure light.

Feng Xiaotian was directly intimidated by the power of that strike, and his advancing figure came to a halt.

He looked down at the crater beneath his feet, then at the endlessly growing tree walls before him, not knowing what to do for a moment.

The Gale Two-Headed Wolf was indeed an extremely powerful mutated Martial Soul, possessing both the strength of the assault type and the speed of the agility type.

But Feng Xiaotian was only a three-ring Soul Elder. Facing a top-tier control-type opponent at the level of a four-ring Soul Ancestor, he was immediately left helpless.

In the world of Spirit Masters, control-type Spirit Masters were universally acknowledged as the most troublesome.

Their attacks might not be as powerful as assault types, their speed not as great as agility types, and their endurance not as strong as defense types, but they were undoubtedly the most difficult to deal with—and the hardest to kill.

Feng Xiaotian watched the trees continuously grow and sway before him. The thousand-year Soul Ring floating beneath him flickered between light and darkness as he hesitated over whether to release it.

His third Soul Skill, Demon Wolf Wings, could grant him the ability to fly and greatly enhance his control over the wind attribute, allowing him to ride the wind and soar through the sky.

But he knew perfectly well that the moment he released his Martial Soul and revealed his Soul Rings, he had already lost.

Against tree walls that even the Wind Blade Array could not tear open, and dancing vines stretching into the heavens, whether he used his third Soul Skill no longer mattered.

His opponent's defenses were flawless, without the slightest blind spot.

To break such defenses, he could only win through absolute attribute suppression or absolute brute force.

Yet Feng Xiaotian possessed neither.

The vast gap in Soul Power and Soul Skills left him almost unable to see any chance of defeating his opponent.

After waiting for a while.

The tree walls slowly sank, transforming into a carpet of trees that covered the ground.

Seeing Feng Xiaotian at a complete loss more than ten meters away, Mu Ci spoke.

"Brother Feng, I heard that over the past few years, you have compressed your cultivation time to create a Self-Created Soul Skill. I wonder if I might see it today."

Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian looked at Mu Ci in silence for a moment. Then he suddenly laughed. "Alright! I lost this match, but thank you for giving me a chance to go all out."

"My Self-Created Soul Skill is called Gale Demon Wolf Consecutive Slashes. In my vision, this Self-Created Soul Skill can stack endlessly, its power rising layer by layer, just like the Clear Sky Sect's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer."

"However, limited by my Soul Power and physique, I can currently only manage eighteen consecutive slashes."

"Please instruct me!"

Watching Feng Xiaotian become like a different person the moment he spoke of his Self-Created Soul Skill, Mu Ci smiled as well. "Alright. Then please give it everything you have, Brother Feng."

"To be honest, I am also an auxiliary-type Spirit Master. When it comes to healing, throughout Heaven Dou City, aside from that person from the Ye Family, I am inferior to no one."

"So, Brother Feng, there is no need to fear getting injured. I want to see the slash you can stack to its absolute peak."

Hearing Mu Ci say this, Feng Xiaotian began to enter his fighting state.

The second and third Soul Rings on his body flashed at the same time. The phantom of the Gale Two-Headed Wolf appeared behind Feng Xiaotian once more, transforming into deep azure streams of light that merged into his arms.

Feng Xiaotian, having activated his Soul Skills, no longer exuded the sharpness and overflowing gale force he had displayed before.

Instead, he began to restrain every fluctuation of Soul Power until he became utterly silent.

With a tremor of his arms, pale azure Soul Power wings beneath them carried his entire body into the sky.

There was no tearing gale and no surging blast wave. Everything appeared entirely ordinary.

At this moment, Mu Ci was not the only one anticipating Feng Xiaotian's Gale Demon Wolf Consecutive Slashes. The many academy heads in the audience, along with the teachers and students below the stage, were also waiting eagerly.

They wanted to see what sort of Self-Created Soul Skill this long-famous Innate Full Soul Power genius had wasted so much time creating.

After circling the sky for several breaths, Feng Xiaotian's pair of dark green wolf eyes locked tightly onto Mu Ci on the ground.

With a slight adjustment of his wings, the effects granted by his third Soul Skill allowed Feng Xiaotian to more easily control the airflow around him, align himself more closely with the movement of the air, and reduce resistance.

Gale Demon Wolf Consecutive Slashes Against Disciples of the Medicine King

Whoosh—

Silent and incredibly fast, Feng Xiaotian dove down like an azure streak of light.

Seeing this, Mu Ci remained still. A massive vine rose before him and lashed toward the diving Feng Xiaotian.

This collision was no longer as weak and powerless as the previous Wind Blade Array.

Empowered by two augmentation Soul Skills and the inertia of his diving charge, Feng Xiaotian's Demon Wolf Wings became like divine weapons.

Without a sound, they sliced halfway through the vine that had whipped through the air.

Feng Xiaotian also used the force of the collision to bend his trajectory, shooting skyward once more.

Five times.

Ten times.

Fifteen times.

After more than a dozen stacked attacks, Feng Xiaotian's offensive power grew stronger and stronger, until even the thick vines were eventually severed.

Later, even enormous vines formed from several entangled vines could scarcely withstand him.

Under the burden of layer upon layer of power, Feng Xiaotian began to lose control of his body.

His wings started to tremble, no longer as steady as they had been at the beginning.

Cracks also appeared across the surface of his body from the impacts of his attacks. Blood streaked across his exposed skin under the force of the airflow, coating it in red.

Yet Feng Xiaotian continued attacking, not missing a single strike.

He wanted to break through his limits beneath the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Only after stacking twenty attacks could Feng Xiaotian no longer suppress his aura.

The rapidly swirling gale tore out the phantom of a winged Gale Two-Headed Wolf. Carrying boundless ferocity and wrapped in an endless storm, it crashed straight down.

Seeing this, Mu Ci revealed a somewhat excited smile.

Having suddenly arrived from the Demonless World into a world with extraordinary power, once he possessed extraordinary power himself, the desire for fist-to-fist combat was inevitable.

And Feng Xiaotian in the sky could now be regarded as a high-level assault-type Soul Ancestor.

Every slash after the twentieth was equivalent to the full-force strike of a four-ring assault-type Spirit Master, and it would continue growing stronger.

At this moment, Mu Ci longed to meet it head-on in a true frontal clash.

As a control-type Spirit Master, he could certainly raise countless tree walls and nets of vines to receive every subsequent attack without injury.

But would that not be far too dull?

At that moment, the primal instincts hidden deep within the human body began to tremble, yearning for battle.

Adrenaline began to surge as well, flowing throughout his entire body with his blood.

The fourth ten-thousand-year Soul Ring circling beneath Mu Ci's feet burst forth with dense black light.

Fourth Soul Skill, Indestructible Halo.

Its effect was to transform trees into high-density Soul Power constructs resembling metal, doubling their defense and doubling their attack power.

The effect of the Soul Skill could even be applied to the Spirit Master himself, though it would be somewhat weakened.

At that moment, under the effect of the Soul Skill, the carpet of trees beneath his feet took on a dark golden metallic sheen, becoming indestructible.

Yet instead of spreading outward as before, it contracted toward Mu Ci.

Thin strands, like metallic wires, formed a suit of dark golden armor over Mu Ci's body.

But Feng Xiaotian was too fast for Mu Ci to fully construct the entire set of armor, so he could only prioritize fully manifesting the right arm guard.

Boom—

The azure demon wolf slammed fiercely into Mu Ci's right arm guard, producing a sharp clang of metal.

The violent storm that could not be contained carved bloody marks across the parts of Mu Ci's body not covered by armor.

But under the rapid activation of his first Soul Skill, they healed in the blink of an eye.

After the collision, Mu Ci no longer had a single opening.

His entire body was wrapped in dark golden armor, like a dark golden beast—an unmoving fortress.

Disciples of the Medicine King, Shape-Shifter!

If there had been any Xianzhou Natives here, they would certainly have recognized Mu Ci's current appearance as the transformed form of the Disciples of the Medicine King.

Only, he lacked a weapon and the ginkgo branch decorations.

This was also Mu Ci's other interpretation of his fourth Soul Skill. Since it could augment both constructs and himself.

Then why not have both? Externally, he could augment armor for defense; internally, the Soul Skill could enhance his physical body as well.

The two effects stacked together, allowing one Soul Skill to provide two enhancements.

Seeing the demon wolf pouncing toward him, Mu Ci suddenly stepped forward, his entire body transforming into a streak of dark golden lightning.

With incomparable momentum, he threw a punch.

The fist force that tore through the air collided fiercely with the Demon Wolf Wings.

There was no evenly matched contest. Unstoppable brute force directly hammered Feng Xiaotian back into the sky.

High above, Feng Xiaotian stared blankly at the scene, his mind going empty.

What kind of monster was this?

His attack, defense, control, and support were all comparable to the very best Spirit Masters of the same rank. How was Feng Xiaotian supposed to fight that?