Sparring? A Brutal Beating!

"What? Feng Xiaotian? Isn't that someone from the Godwind Academy?"

"Is Huo Wu from the Blazing Fire Academy? Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er are from the Skywater Academy, Shi Mo is from the Imperial Fighting Team!"

"Where are the Night Alliance Leader's concubines? Why haven't he slept with any of them?"

"This shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't opportunities to shine be given to those closest to you first?"

A murmur of discussion rose and fell from the stands.

Even Prince Xue Xing on the podium couldn't sit still.

Ordinary people might not know the strength of the two sides, but he certainly did!

He leaned forward. "What does Ye Hua mean by this? Sending an exchange student up to fight?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "I suppose you want to use this opportunity to showcase the results of the exchange?"

Prince Xue Xing nodded reluctantly after hearing this.

But he still had doubts, "These exchange students have only been with Ye Hua for a few years?"

"With this level of strength, can they really win?"

"Your Highness, please don't be anxious," Ning Fengzhi calmly. "Please look carefully."

Prince Xue Xing followed his gaze and saw that in the waiting area, everyone was chatting and laughing, without the slightest bit of tension.

That's true...

How clever Ye Hua is!

We wouldn't send a newbie to get humiliated!

Dugu Bo also chimed in, "Back in the Soul Master Tournament, Ye Hua never played before the finals."

"Others thought he was arrogant, but what happened? The members of the Long Night Team are fully capable of handling things on their own!"

"Ye Hua must have his reasons for doing this!"

He felt somewhat regretful that his granddaughter didn't play.

But he chose to believe in Ye Hua!

Prince Xue Xing felt relieved and leaned back in his chair.

But on the platform, Tuo Ba Chuo's lips curled into a smile.

"Ye Hua, Ye Hua," he sneered inwardly, "If you send your trusted men, I might have to be wary!"

"But you insist on using these exchange students who came from nowhere to fill the ranks!"

"You asked for it, you have no one to blame but yourself!"

He looked at his disciples who were going to battle; they were all carefully selected elite Soul Emperor.

Years of practical experience far surpass what a mere college graduate like!

"We will undoubtedly win!"

Tuo Ba Chuo was full of confidence.

On the stage, the referee raised his voice once again.

"The first match: Feng Xiaotian of the Long Night Alliance versus Hua Feng of the Holy Dragon Sect!"

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Xiaotian darted out, his clothes fluttering, and landed in the center of the arena.

After he stood still, he bowed slightly to the audience, a faint smile on his face.

On the opposite side, Hua Feng, a disciple of the Holy Dragon Sect, also jumped onto the arena.

He was tall and strong, with a steady gait, which matched the White-Armored Earth Dragon Martial Soul of the Holy Dragon Sect.

After all, the White-Armored Earth Dragon is a purely defensive Martial Soul, and the sect disciples have a solid lower body, which is a fundamental skill.

Hua Feng stood with his arms crossed. "Feng Xiaotian? You're the guy who got swept off the stage by Ye Hua with a single blow during the Soul Master Tournament?"

Snickers came from the viewing area of Lower Four Sects below the arena.

Feng Xiaotian wasn't annoyed. "Yes, we lost pretty badly that time, but that was years ago."

"I am eternally grateful to Teacher Ye for being willing to guide me and help me find my Soul Spirit!"

"Ha," Hua Feng scoffed, "Just a lapdog wagging its tail!"

"In a few years, what can you become from Soul Ancestor? Soul King? Soul Emperor?"

"No matter what, you're going to lose again today!"

Feng Xiaotian sneered, "Then let's see who's the best!"

The referee, confirming both sides were ready, swung his flag sharply and announced, "The match begins!"

The moment the flag fell, Hua Feng rose up!

"Third Soul Skill, Iron Dragon Claw!"

Silver Soul Power spread, covering his arms with scale-like patterns.

With both hands transforming into dragon claws, he slammed down towards the Feng Xiaotian!

The force of this palm strike caused spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the bluestone pavement.

The Soul Master watching from below the stage gasped in astonishment.

Feng Xiaotian stood still, calm and composed.

"Second Soul Skill, Azure Wolf Possession!"

He raised his right hand, neither dodging nor avoiding, palm to palm!

Boom!!!

The shockwave from the collision of Soul Power exploded in all directions.

The arena barrier shook violently and made a buzzing sound!

When the smoke cleared, everyone stared wide-eyed.

Feng Xiaotian stood still, his five fingers firmly gripping the dragon's claw.

Hua Feng's pupils constricted sharply. "How is this possible!"

Feng Xiaotian suddenly flipped his wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction!

Click!

"Ah--!!!"

Hua Feng screamed in agony as his entire right arm was twisted behind his back!

He then kicked out, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees on the ring with a thud!

The entire hall fell silent.

Feng Xiaotian released his grip. "Thank you for the concession."

Hua Feng exclaimed in disbelief, "How can your Soul Power be so solid!"

He was one of the best in the Holy Dragon Sect, rarely matched among his peers.

As a result, he didn't even survive one move?

Feng Xiaotian didn't bother to explain, of course it was because of his Soul Ring!

The fifth Soul Ring takes 20,000 years, Sixth Soul Ring takes 50,000 years!

Moreover, both Soul Spirit were within his Soul Ring, silently helping him mobilize his Soul Power!

The power he can wield is naturally far greater than what he could fight alone!

Seeing Feng Xiaotian walk off the stage, Hua Feng was filled with resentment!

"Damn it! You think you can beat me?"

"Go to hell!"

"Sixth Soul Skill, Earth Dragon Flip!"

Seeing him unleash his Soul Power to its fullest extent, using every trick in the book to rush madly toward Feng Xiaotian, attempting to launch a sneak attack while Feng Xiaotian had his back turned!

So what if I'm condemned by everyone?

So what if I'm called shameless?

As long as I defeat you, the Grand Elder will give me whatever I want!

I need the best cultivation resources to break through to the Soul Saint and become Elder!

And you are nothing more than a stepping stone for me!

But the next second, Feng Xiaotian quickly turned around.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Sky Azure Wind Spiral!"

"Roar--!!!"

The Soul Spirit of the Emerald Azure Dragon emerged and roared!

Before Hua Feng even got close, he was already terrified!

"Soul Beast!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the sky!

But Feng Xiaotian didn't even let his Soul Spirit make a move.

The purpose is simply to let him show himself and then assist him in using his Soul Skill.

In an instant, the compressed cyclone exploded!

It sliced through the opponent's flesh in an instant!

In the blink of an eye, Hua Feng's right arm was a bloody mess!

The skin and flesh on top were blown away by the wind, and even the muscles and bones were injured!

"You! You!"

"Aaaaaah!"

Hua Feng clasped his hands and wept bitterly!

Healing-type Soul Master rushed forward in an attempt to save her.

But to his dismay, he discovered that his muscles had been invaded by Soul Power, leaving him with almost no chance of recovery unless he underwent amputation!

Hua Feng was so frightened that he cried and immediately knelt down, begging Feng Xiaotian to withdraw his supernatural powers.

In the end, it was Feng Xiaotian who intervened and retrieved the remaining Soul Power, which led the physician to change his mind.

A deafening cheer erupted from the stands!

"Feng Xiaotian! Feng Xiaotian!"

"My God! That's Soul Emperor! He was subdued with just one slap?!"

"As expected, none of the people trained by the Night Alliance Leader are weak!"

On the platform, Prince Xue Xing almost dropped his teacup.

"Wasn't Feng Xiaotian only Soul Ancestor a few years ago?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile, "His cultivation under Ye Hua's guidance, coupled with the inheritance of his Soul Spirit, naturally led to extraordinary progress."

But not far away, Tuo Ba Chuo's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He stared intently at Feng Xiaotian on the arena, his fingers clenched tightly. "What's going on?!"

The other disciples were pale-faced. "Elder, Hua Feng... he really did use his full strength..."

"But Feng Xiaotian's Soul Power... is even more profound than his..."

"Useless!" Tuo Ba Chuo spat out the two words through gritted teeth.

Feng Chang and Hu Qian looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Brother Tuoba, your clan is unlucky; you've run into Feng Xiaotian, the strongest exchange student."

"This guy led the Kamikaze Team and fought his way into the Soul Master Tournament finals!"

"Apart from him, the others should be weaker. Watch as your brother avenges you!"

Feng Chang's lips curled up; the next opponent was a disciple of his Wind Sword Sect.

Their attacks were swift and deadly; his personal Personal Disciple were even thrown into the Mist Grand Canyon and fought for two years before emerging!

His fighting skills were so impressive that even he admired them!

"Moreover," Feng Chang thought with a cold smile as he watched Huo Wu take the stage, "He has a secret..."