Feng Xiaoyuan walked out slowly, a faint smile on his face.
"Feng Xiaoyuan."
"Eight years old."
"Level twenty-eight Soul Grandmaster."
The moment he finished speaking, the entire training ground fell silent. Everyone was stunned.
Eight years old?
Level twenty-eight?
They had long known Feng Xiaoyuan was extraordinarily gifted.
But hearing it aloud still left them shocked.
Then Huo Wushuang stepped forward.
"I object."
Everyone turned to him. Feng Yan said,
"Let's hear it."
Huo Wushuang said seriously,
"I'll join the new team."
"I have no objection to that."
"But I won't accept him as captain."
Feng Yan smiled faintly.
"Why?"
Huo Wushuang looked at Feng Xiaoyuan and said earnestly,
"A captain needs strength."
"If he's stronger than me,"
"I'll accept it wholeheartedly."
"Otherwise, I'll never recognize him as captain."
At this, Huo Wu couldn't help rubbing her forehead.
"Brother."
"You never change."
Ning Rongrong waved her little fists.
"Feng Xiaoyuan."
"Beat him up."
Dugu Yan smiled too.
"I'm with her."
Feng Xiaoyuan waved a hand with a smile, then turned to Huo Wushuang.
"Fine."
"But we stop before anyone gets hurt."
Huo Wushuang laughed.
"Just what I wanted."
Soon, everyone arrived at the Sparring Arena inside Godwind Academy.
Huo Wushuang wasted no time.
His First Soul Ring lit up instantly.
"First Soul Skill."
"Explosive Fireball."
Huo Wushuang slowly brought his hands together as dark-red Soul Power gathered between his palms.
A moment later, a palm-sized dark-red fireball took shape.
Huo Wushuang swept his hands forward.
The Explosive Fireball shot straight at Feng Xiaoyuan.
Feng Xiaoyuan turned aside and dodged.
But after passing him, the fireball suddenly changed direction.
It came after Feng Xiaoyuan again.
Shui Yue'er cried out in surprise.
"It can turn?"
Huo Wu explained,
"That's the special property of my brother's First Soul Skill."
"He can control its flight path."
"As long as he has enough Soul Power, it can keep tracking its target."
Feng Xiaoyuan shifted his feet and dodged several times in succession.
He avoided the Explosive Fireball with ease.
Yet the fireball doubled back and pursued him again.
This time, Feng Xiaoyuan timed his turn.
The Explosive Fireball missed and blasted a pit half a meter deep into the Martial Arts Arena.
At the sight, Feng Xiaoyuan stopped, the corners of his mouth slowly lifting.
"All right."
"Warm-up's over."
"Now it's my turn."
Feng Xiaoyuan waved his right hand.
The next moment, a purple-black motorcycle appeared beside him out of thin air.
Everyone froze.
Huo Wu's eyes widened.
"Is that..."
"A Soul Tool?"
Ning Rongrong jumped for joy.
"That's Feng Xiaoyuan's Sky Wolf!"
Lei Jie narrowed his eyes.
"A Soul Tool can do that?"
While everyone was still reeling, Feng Xiaoyuan snapped his fingers.
"Sky Wolf."
"Equip."
The entire motorcycle instantly began to come apart.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Countless mechanical components rapidly separated.
Then they became streaks of purple-black light that covered every part of Feng Xiaoyuan's body.
At last, a high-tech suit of Soul Tool armor covered him from head to toe.
The thrusters on his back slowly unfolded.
It was Huo Wushuang's first time seeing anyone fight this way.
The fighting spirit in his eyes burned brighter.
"Come on."
"Show me what you've got."
His Second Soul Ring lit up instantly.
"Second Soul Skill."
"Blazing Light."
Boom.
Scorching flames erupted.
Several beams of fire shot toward Feng Xiaoyuan in quick succession.
The thrusters on Feng Xiaoyuan's back flared, and he became a blur.
He dodged every attack with ease.
In the next instant, he was right in front of Huo Wushuang.
Wolf Claws formed from green Soul Power appeared over his hands.
He swung the claws at Huo Wushuang.
Huo Wushuang's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his fists to block.
Bang.
It was their first head-on clash.
The force of the impact drove Huo Wushuang several steps back.
Shock filled his eyes.
"What strength!"
Without hesitating, Huo Wushuang lit up his third Spirit Ring.
"Third Soul Skill."
"Tyrant Dragon's Fury."
A pair of sharp dragon claws appeared over Huo Wushuang's hands.
His body began to swell, and fiery-red scales spread across his skin.
He looked as though he had become a blazing tyrant dragon.
His strength, speed, and defense all surged.
Huo Wu smiled faintly.
"My brother's getting serious."
Huo Wushuang roared and lunged at Feng Xiaoyuan.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Wolf Claws and dragon claws collided again and again.
The thunder of their clashes echoed across the Sparring Arena.
After activating his third Soul Skill, Huo Wushuang's strength had clearly soared.
Every swipe of his claws carried scorching flames.
The air itself seemed to warp in the heat.
Yet Feng Xiaoyuan remained completely at ease.
With the Sky Wolf's help, he darted swiftly around Huo Wushuang.
Huo Wushuang had barely swung a claw before Feng Xiaoyuan was already on his other side.
Then—
A green claw-shaped flash swept past.
A shallow slash appeared across the front of Huo Wushuang's clothes.
It hadn't cut his skin, but Huo Wushuang's expression still changed.
"So fast."
He roared and charged again.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
They exchanged more than a dozen blows, kicking up dust across the Sparring Arena.
Shui Yue'er couldn't help crying out,
"I can't see a thing!"
Huo Wu's earlier ease vanished. She said seriously,
"My brother seems to be on the back foot this whole time."
Just then, Feng Xiaoyuan used his thrusters to retreat at speed.
He opened up some distance between himself and Huo Wushuang.
Huo Wushuang panted, then burst out laughing.
"What?"
"Ready to admit defeat?"
Feng Xiaoyuan chuckled.
"No."
"I just wanted to show you the Sky Wolf's strongest attack."
"Sky Wolf Hand Cannon."
As the words fell, Feng Xiaoyuan slowly raised his right arm.
The next instant.
His entire right arm reconfigured itself. The Wolf Claw retracted, replaced by a silver-and-black cannon muzzle.
At the heart of the cannon, terrifying Soul Power continued to gather.
Sensing its terrifying surge, everyone's expression changed.
Huo Wushuang sensed the danger too.
He drove his third Soul Skill to its limit.
He crossed his arms before his chest.
"Come on."
The next instant, a beam of Soul Power shot from the hand cannon.
In the blink of an eye, it reached Huo Wushuang.
Boom.
A violent explosion shook the entire Sparring Arena.
A crater several meters wide appeared in the arena floor.
A violent shock wave spread in every direction.
Everyone retreated.
Ning Rongrong couldn't help covering her mouth.
"That's incredible."
As the smoke and dust cleared, Huo Wushuang was still standing there.
But he looked rather battered now.
His clothes were in tatters, and his arms trembled slightly.
Feng Xiaoyuan walked over slowly and asked with a smile.
"Want to keep going?"
Huo Wushuang fell silent for a few seconds.
Then he burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha."
"I lost."
"And I have no complaints."
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