All the wind pressure accumulated by the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes exploded in the same instant, turning into a frenzied whirlwind that scattered in every direction, making the robes of everyone on the arena snap loudly.
When Feng Xiaotian landed, he dropped to one knee and braced himself against it as he took several breaths. The wind armor on his right arm had shattered completely, exposing his fitted clothes and the muscles in his forearm, which were twitching slightly.
Bing Yekong withdrew his sword stance, straightened, and looked at him.
"Finished?"
"Finished." Feng Xiaotian raised his head. The loose hair over his forehead was stuck together in sweat-soaked strands, but he was smiling. "And I still couldn't break through you."
"The force of your thirty-sixth slash can already break through an ordinary Soul Emperor's defenses," Bing Yekong said. "Keep practicing. Compress the buildup rhythm before the thirty-sixth slash by another thirty percent, and its power can rise further."
Feng Xiaotian froze for a moment, then pushed himself up and dusted off his knees. "You're teaching me?"
"More or less."
Feng Xiaotian stared at him for two breaths, then burst out laughing, bright and open. It was the kind of laugh that came from losing without feeling cheated.
He patted Bing Yekong on the shoulder, not hard, carrying the heat of sweat. "Alright. I'll remember that. Next time we meet, I'll come find you for another fight."
Bing Yekong nodded once and said nothing more.
The battle on their side of the arena had ended, while the team battle on the other side was also nearing its conclusion.
Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er displayed an extremely high level of coordination in this match.
Shui Bing'er's Ice Phoenix, with its Ultimate Ice, completely suppressed Huo Wu's Ultimate Fire. Their martial souls were of