The Captaincy Dispute

Feng Xiaoyuan slowly stepped forward, a faint smile on his face.

"Feng Xiaoyuan."

"Eight years old."

"Rank twenty-eight Soul Grandmaster."

The moment his words fell, the entire training ground went silent. Everyone froze.

Eight years old?

Rank twenty-eight?

Though everyone had long known Feng Xiaoyuan's talent was extraordinary, hearing it for themselves still left them unable to hold back their shock.

Then, at that moment, Huo Wushuang suddenly stepped forward.

"I have an objection."

Everyone looked at him at once, and Feng Yan said, "Go ahead."

Huo Wushuang said seriously, "I have no objection to joining the new team."

"But I won't accept him as captain."

Feng Yan smiled faintly.

"Why?"

Huo Wushuang looked at Feng Xiaoyuan and said seriously, "A captain depends on strength."

"If he's stronger than me,"

"I'll be convinced."

"Otherwise, I will never acknowledge him as captain."

Hearing this, Huo Wu couldn't help rubbing her forehead.

"Brother."

"You're still the same as ever."

Ning Rongrong waved her little fist.

"Feng Xiaoyuan."

"Beat him up."

Dugu Yan also revealed a faint smile.

"I support that."

Feng Xiaoyuan smiled and waved his hand, then looked at Huo Wushuang.

"Fine."

"But we stop when the point is made."

Huo Wushuang laughed loudly.

"That's exactly what I wanted."

Soon, everyone arrived at the Sparring Arena inside Godwind Academy.

Huo Wushuang held nothing back.

His first soul ring lit up instantly.

"First soul skill."

"Explosive Fireball."

Huo Wushuang slowly brought his hands together, and dark-red Soul Power continuously gathered between his palms.

The next moment, a palm-sized dark-red fireball rapidly took shape.

Huo Wushuang waved both hands.

The Explosive Fireball shot toward Feng Xiaoyuan in an instant.

Feng Xiaoyuan turned aside and dodged.

However, after passing Feng Xiaoyuan, the fireball suddenly changed direction.

It chased after Feng Xiaoyuan once more.

Shui Yue'er couldn't help crying out in surprise.

"It could even turn."

Huo Wu explained.

"That was the special trait of my brother's first soul skill."

"Its greatest feature was that he could control its flight direction."

"As long as he had enough Soul Power, it could keep tracking the target."

Feng Xiaoyuan shifted his feet lightly, dodging several times in succession.

He easily avoided the Explosive Fireball.

But the Explosive Fireball doubled back again and continued chasing him.

This was Feng Xiaoyuan controlling the timing of his turn.

The Explosive Fireball missed, blasting a pit half a meter deep straight into the Martial Arts Arena.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaoyuan stopped, the corners of his mouth slowly lifting.

"All right."

"Warm-up time is over."

"Now it's my turn."

Feng Xiaoyuan waved his right hand.

The next moment, a purple-black motorcycle appeared out of thin air beside Feng Xiaoyuan.

Everyone froze.

Huo Wu's eyes widened.

"This is..."

"A Soul Tool?"

Ning Rongrong instantly jumped up happily.

"This is Feng Xiaoyuan's Sky Wolf."

Lei Jie's gaze narrowed slightly.

"There are Soul Tools like this too?"

Just as everyone was stunned, Feng Xiaoyuan lightly snapped his fingers.

"Sky Wolf."

"Attach."

The next moment, the entire Sky Wolf instantly began to disassemble.

Click.

Click.

Click.

Countless mechanical parts rapidly broke apart.

Then they turned into a streak of purple-black light, covering every part of Feng Xiaoyuan's body.

In the end, a Soul Tool battle armor brimming with futuristic technology completely covered his whole body.

The thrusters behind him slowly unfolded.

This was also Huo Wushuang's first time seeing this kind of fighting style.

The battle intent in his eyes burned even stronger.

"Come."

"Let me see it."

His second soul ring instantly lit up.

"Second soul skill."

"Blazing Light."

Boom.

Scorching flames erupted in an instant.

Several beams of flame shot toward Feng Xiaoyuan one after another.

The thrusters behind Feng Xiaoyuan instantly lit up, and his whole body turned into an afterimage in a flash.

He dodged every attack with effortless ease.

The next moment, he was already in front of Huo Wushuang.

On both his hands, Wolf Claws formed from green Soul Power emerged.

He controlled the Wolf Claws and swung them at Huo Wushuang.

Huo Wushuang's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly swung his fist up to block.

Bang.

It was the first head-on collision between the two of them.

The tremendous force of the impact directly knocked Huo Wushuang back several steps.

Huo Wushuang's eyes were filled with shock.

"What power."

Huo Wushuang did not hesitate at all. His third soul ring lit up in an instant.

"Third soul skill."

"Tyrant Dragon's Fury."

A pair of sharp dragon claws immediately appeared over Huo Wushuang's hands.

His body began to swell, and fiery-red scales covered him from head to toe.

His entire body seemed to transform into a flaming tyrant dragon.

His strength, speed, and defense all surged across the board.

Huo Wu smiled faintly.

"My brother's getting serious."

Huo Wushuang roared, then pounced at Feng Xiaoyuan.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Wolf Claw and dragon claws clashed again and again.

The violent sounds of impact echoed continuously through the Sparring Arena.

After Huo Wushuang activated his third soul skill, his strength had clearly increased by a large margin.

Every swipe of his claws carried scorching flames.

Even the air seemed to twist from the heat.

Yet Feng Xiaoyuan still seemed completely at ease.

Relying on Sky Wolf, he kept moving rapidly around Huo Wushuang.

Huo Wushuang had only just swung out a claw when Feng Xiaoyuan had already shifted to the other side.

Then—

A green claw-light flashed past.

Several tears appeared in the clothes over Huo Wushuang's chest, along with shallow scratches.

Although they had not injured his body, Huo Wushuang's expression still changed.

"So fast."

He roared and charged forward again.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

The two exchanged more than a dozen blows in succession, sending dust billowing across the entire Sparring Arena.

Shui Yue'er could not help but cry out in surprise.

"I can't see them at all."

Huo Wu also put away her earlier relaxed expression and said seriously, "My brother seems to have been suppressed the whole time."

Just then, Feng Xiaoyuan used the Thruster to retreat quickly.

He opened up some distance between himself and Huo Wushuang.

Huo Wushuang panted heavily, then burst into loud laughter.

"What?"

"Getting ready to admit defeat?"

Feng Xiaoyuan smiled lightly.

"No."

"I just wanted to let you see Sky Wolf's strongest attack."

"Sky Wolf Hand Cannon."

As his voice fell, Feng Xiaoyuan slowly raised his right arm.

The next moment.

His entire right arm kept reconfiguring. The Wolf Claw withdrew again, replaced by a silver-black cannon muzzle.

At the center of the cannon fire, terrifying Soul Power continuously gathered.

Sensing that terrifying fluctuation of Soul Power, everyone's expression could not help but change.

Huo Wushuang also sensed the danger.

He drove his third soul skill to its limit.

His arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Come on."

The next moment, a beam of Soul Power shot out from the hand cannon.

In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Huo Wushuang.

Boom.

A violent explosion resounded throughout the entire Sparring Arena.

A pit several meters wide instantly appeared in the floor of the Sparring Arena.

A wild shockwave spread in all directions.

Everyone retreated one after another.

Ning Rongrong could not help covering her little mouth.

"That's amazing."

The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and Huo Wushuang was still standing there.

Only, his appearance was rather battered now.

The clothes on his body were torn and ragged, and his arms trembled slightly.

Feng Xiaoyuan slowly walked over and asked with a smile, "Continue?"

Huo Wushuang fell silent for a few seconds when he heard that.

Then he burst into loud laughter.

"Hahahahaha."

"I lost."

"And I'm completely convinced."