"Third Slash."
A wind blade swept up from the lower right, grazing past Yu Tianxin's ribs. It tore a gash in his academy uniform, exposing the dragon-scale-covered skin beneath.
"Fourth Slash."
"Fifth Slash."
"Sixth Slash."
Feng Xiaotian's body was like a spinning blade, whirling through the air, slashing down, then whirling again, then slashing down again.
Every slash was heavier, faster, and trickier than the last. The crisp collisions of wind blades against dragon scales merged into a dense series of explosions, sparks flying in all directions. The entire arena became a dazzling storm of pale green wind vortices and blue lightning.
Cracks began to appear in Yu Tianxin's defense under the relentless barrage. His dragon scales could withstand the first few slashes, but beginning with the seventh, the wind blades' penetrating force had grown powerful enough to pass through the scales and directly shake his bones. Every block made his internal organs tremble.
"Tenth Slash."
Feng Xiaotian's voice came from within the wind vortex, bright and steady.
When the tenth slash fell, Yu Tianxin's guard finally collapsed completely. His right arm was knocked wide by the blow, forcing him three steps back. Two cracks spread across the obsidian platform beneath his feet. Sweat covered his forehead, his dragonized right arm trembled faintly, and the lightning around it had dimmed by more than half.
"Enough." Yu Tianxin panted heavily and raised his left hand. "I concede."
The arena fell silent for a moment before the referee raised a hand and announced, "Godwind Academy wins. Yu Tianxin has conceded. Godwind Academy will continue the match."
Feng Xiaotian landed and withdrew his martial soul. He barely looked as though he had broken a sweat. A small piece of his hem had been torn away by his own wind blades, but his breathing