Xu Feng Challenges the Heavenly Soul Team

"Now that side is left to them, why don't I go up for the next match?"

Xu Feng had not fought in a match for a long time, and it was just right to move his hands and feet, otherwise the body he had honed on the battlefield would rust.

"Alright, it's all the same whoever goes up anyway."

Meng Hongchen did not care anyway; the other academies were destined to just be runners-up in the end, and the outcome of this Soul Master Tournament had already been sealed long ago.

"Next is the Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy versus the Tianhun Royal Acadmy."

Xu Feng walked onto the Soul Fighting Arena, while his opponent was Body Sect Young Sect Master Long Aotian. The rule for this round was one-on-one until one side knocked down all seven opponents of the other, and Xu Feng was already prepared to sweep all seven.

"Come on! Let me see just how strong the Prince of Qin, who once reigned supreme across the world, really is!"

Long Aotian directly released his first spirit ability, Demonic Ape Transformation. In an instant, the muscles across his body bulged, his bones emitted dense cracking sounds, and his entire body expanded to twice its size within the span of a breath.

His strength, speed, and defense simultaneously doubled under the blessing of the spirit ability, and he had already prepared himself to fight with all his might.

"You should know this, right? I'm a summoner type. However, you're in luck; this time I won't drag anyone down to fight you, but rather borrow the power of a partner."

As his voice fell, Xu Feng raised his right hand and selected Baie's panel. He was going to borrow the power of this partner.

Following that, Xu Feng made his selection, his original hair instantly turning silver-white and his pupils shifting to blue.

At his neck, a sun-shaped yellow mark slowly appeared, and around his neck was an additional brown choker. His clothing also underwent a complete transformation.

The upper body was a white long robe coat, the left hand wore a black fingerless glove, the right arm wore a carefully crafted bracer, and the lower body was black trousers with the cuffs tucked into high boots.

Finally, he held the greatsword named Chenbreak in one hand. This was the power of his good partner, Baie, from Caesalps.

"Second spirit ability! Golden God's Wrath!"

Long Aotian's right arm suddenly expanded, instantly condensing into a three-meter-long dark gold battle saber, while his left arm transformed into a dark golden giant hammer. Following that, his entire body rushed toward Xu Feng like an enraged ancient fierce beast.

Xu Feng stood in place, gripping Chenbreak tightly with his right hand. When Long Aotian's crossed saber and hammer slashed down, Xu Feng merely lifted his sword slightly, and Chenbreak collided with his dual arms.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, followed by the explosion of a dull, thunderous roar as a shockwave spread outward like a tsunami.

Xu Feng's wrist turned slightly, adding a fraction more strength, and Long Aotian felt an irresistible immense force transmit from the saber and hammer. His entire body was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, tumbling several times in the air before heavily slamming into the edge of the arena.

After landing, blood spilled from the corner of Long Aotian's mouth, but the fighting intent in his gaze did not weaken in the slightest. He fiercely braced the ground, flipped himself up, and chose to use his current strongest ultimate move!

"Fifth spirit ability! Heaven and Earth Transformation!"

Dazzling white light erupted from within his body, and his entire body transformed into a huge white ball of light. He shot straight up into the sky, soaring a hundred meters high, before pausing abruptly at the highest point. Immediately after, the ball of light carried an indomitable momentum, plunging vertically downward like a shooting star crashing into the earth.

"Interesting... Chasing the fire to save the world, action leads to success!"

Xu Feng looked up at the ball of light. He did not cast any flashy spirit ability, only holding the sword horizontally in front of his chest. Then, he took one step forward and swung his sword.

This sword strike was plain and unadorned, devoid of heaven-shaking anomalies or overwhelming momentum. Yet the moment Chenbreak's tip collided with that white ball of light, lasting merely an instant, the ball of light itself began to tremble violently. Innumerable cracks splintered from within, and the white light scattered in all directions like shattered colored glass.

Long Aotian's figure was revealed from within the ball of light, his eyes filled with disbelief. His proudest strongest strike was as fragile as paper in front of Xu Feng.

Xu Feng put away his sword, then instantly appeared in front of Long Aotian. He reached out and grabbed the collar of Long Aotian's garment as easily as picking up a chick, tossing him aside casually. Long Aotian landed steadily outside the arena, staggering a few steps upon his feet before barely managing to stand firm.

He stared blankly at Xu Feng on the stage, opened his mouth, and finally let out a bitter smile as cupped his fists. "I lost. I am utterly convinced."

Xu Feng did not look at him, instead turning to face the other side of the arena, Chenbreak angled down toward the ground with a trace of undispersed white light still lingering on the tip of the blade.

"Next."

The moment his voice fell, the next opponent stepped onto the stage. However, even their young sect master had been knocked down, and the remaining few people coming up were completely sending themselves to be slaughtered, all the way until the match of the very last person.

"Hmm?"

Xu Feng looked at the young man before him. He was not one of the seven members fielded by the Snow Demon Sect later on; it seemed he had come over to substitute for Weina. Still, he was merely the last person—finish fighting early, wrap it up early.

However, everything that happened next left Xu Feng and everyone else dumbfounded, because this young man was actually able to fight Xu Feng to a draw.

"Holy crap! Who on earth is that?! Does the Tianhun Empire still have someone this fierce?!"

Xu Jiawei was already stunned. Although they had already presupposed and prepared to completely forfeit this Soul Master Tournament, who was Xu Feng? Even if they brought out their full strength to respond, it was an existence impossible to defeat.

Yet right now, that young fellow from the Tianhun Empire down below was actually able to fight this lord to a draw. You had to know that just a moment ago, the Body Sect's young sect master had not even lasted a few exchanges before being tossed down.

Although Xu Feng had not used his full strength—after all, the summoner class hadn't even summoned anything yet, only fighting with martial arts and physical body—being able to fight to a draw was still terrifying.

Over at Shrek Academy, Elder Xuan even stated on the spot that this child was fated to be with them, and was already preparing to go down later and snatch this person over to their Shrek Academy. After all, such a strong spirit master naturally belonged to them, Shrek.

Weina was dumbfounded as well. Didn't His Majesty say that this bodyguard's combat effectiveness wasn't very high aside from his high spirit power? Moreover, his martial soul was clearly twin swords yet lacked even blade edges, making it exceptionally low in lethality and particularly bulky.

Meanwhile, Xu Feng carefully looked at the young man in front of him, looking precisely at his martial soul: two very heavy golden maces. A guess suddenly formed in his heart.

"Young man, do you know what your martial soul is called?"

"Isn't it a golden greatsword?"

The young man was somewhat confused. Weren't they just two swords? Could one really not tell?

Xu Feng silently sighed. Was the classification of weapons for people on the Douluo Continent this outrageous? Those were maces, not swords.

"Young man, what is your name?"

Xu Feng stared fixedly at the young man holding the twin maces in front of him. After all, the feeling this young man gave him was carved from the same mold as that peerless fierce general in his remembrance.

If he truly was the parallel equivalent of that person, then no matter the cost, he would abduct this youth back to his own camp.

"My name is Qin Shubao..."

The moment Qin Shubao finished speaking, he acutely sensed that the gaze from the opposite side instantly turned burning hot.

That kind of gaze made him involuntarily shiver and unconsciously cover his buttocks. This crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire shouldn't lack peerless beauties by his side; why was he staring at him with such a near-greediness gaze?

"Shubao! Let me witness your level once more!"

Xu Feng grew completely excited. The Chenbreak greatsword in his hand emitted a buzzing vibration, resonating with its master's excitement.

The identical weapon, the identical name, and that martial skill capable of battling him to a stalemate until now—the young man before him was undoubtedly the parallel equivalent of Qin Qiong.

If he let the juvenile form of such a peerless fierce general slip through his hands, he would write his name, Xu Feng, backward!

"Alright!"

Although Qin Shubao did not understand why Xu Feng's attitude had suddenly changed drastically, as a martial artist on the stage, he knew the most important thing right now was to go all out!

He tightened his grip on the twin maces, took a deep breath, and cast all distractions to the back of his mind. He was going to go all out from here on!

Chenbreak and the twin maces collided once again. In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged dozens of moves. The more Xu Feng fought, the more excited he became; it had been a very long time since he encountered an opponent capable of exchanging blows with him for this long.

Although this youth's martial arts were still slightly green, that bone-deep battle talent and that unyielding drive were simply identical to that person in his remembrance.

"Again!"

Xu Feng shouted out loud, Chenbreak slashing over at a speed completely inconsistent with a greatsword. This sword strike was as fast as lightning, carrying sharp sword intent, yet at the moment just before touching skin, it cleverly deflected by a fraction, leaving only a faint wind of the blade.

Qin Shubao's pupils contracted slightly, his body reacting instinctively. He retreated his left foot by half a step, the golden mace in his right hand blocking upward while the golden mace in his left hand swept horizontally in succession, directly striking Xu Feng's waist and abdomen.

This move balanced offense and defense, neutralizing the opponent's offensive while creating an opportunity for a counterattack; it could be said to be exquisitely clever.

"Good!"

Approval flashed in Xu Feng's eyes as his body flipped once in the air, narrowly dodging the horizontally sweeping golden mace. Upon landing, the tip of his toe touched the ground, and his entire body lunged toward Qin Shubao again, thrusting respectively toward the other's shoulder, chest, and abdomen.

Qin Shubao did not dare to be negligent, his twin maces dancing into a blur of golden light in front of him. Only three crisp clangs of "ding, ding, ding" were heard as these three consecutive strikes were all blocked.

However, Xu Feng's offensive was continuous. His sword momentum shifted from thrusting to slicing, aiming directly for Qin Shubao's wrist. This sword strike was deviously tricky, and if it hit, the golden maces in Qin Shubao's hands would definitely be knocked out of his grip.

However, Qin Shubao flipped his wrist, turning the golden mace from vertical to horizontal. It brushed past the Chenbreak sword, producing a piercing metallic friction sound.

Simultaneously, the golden mace in his left hand thrust forward fiercely, stabbing straight at Xu Feng's heart. This counterattack was extremely decisive; if Xu Feng did not retreat, even if he could injure Qin Shubao's wrist, he himself would be struck by the golden mace.

"Interesting!"

Xu Feng let out a loud laugh, leaning his upper body backward until he was nearly parallel to the ground. While dodging that fatal blow, he kicked his right foot upward, aiming directly for Qin Shubao's chin.

Qin Shubao hurriedly retreated, but Xu Feng's toe still brushed past his chin, leaving a shallow red mark.

He touched his chin, feeling the burning pain, and his gaze grew even more solemn. This crown prince's martial arts far exceeded his imagination; every single move was fraught with lethal intent yet retained just the right amount of leeway, as if he were testing his limits.

"Don't get distracted!"

Xu Feng's voice sounded beside his ear, and Qin Shubao snapped his head up to see that Xu Feng had already closed in, the shadow of the Chenbreak sword enveloping his entire person.

Qin Shubao gritted his teeth, crossing the twin maces above his head to take the sword strike head-on. With a loud clang and sparks flying everywhere, Qin Shubao only felt a numbness wash through his arms, and he was shaken seven or eight steps backward before barely stabilizing his stance.

"Can you still stand?"

Xu Feng stood not far away, the Chenbreak sword angled toward the ground with a satisfied smile on his face. This youth's strength had far exceeded his expectations; if given a few more years, he would definitely grow into a peerless fierce general comparable to that Qin Qiong.

"Of course!"

Qin Shubao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, regripping the twin maces as unyielding fighting intent burned in his eyes. He was not the type to say give up.

"That's just fantastic!"

Xu Feng launched an attack once more. This time, his sword momentum was even sharper, every single sword carrying the momentum of thunder and lightning, as if he wanted to thoroughly crush Qin Shubao.

Qin Shubao stopped passively defending and instead took the initiative to meet him, fiercely clashing with Xu Feng's Chenbreak sword. Their figures moved rapidly across the arena, the sound of their impacts endless, sparks flying as if they were going to ignite the entire arena.

"Exhilarating!"

The more Qin Shubao fought, the braver he became. Although several more wounds had appeared on his body, the fighting intent in his eyes grew thicker. He discovered that he was continuously breaking through in combat, those moves that were usually difficult to comprehend now coming to him effortlessly at this moment, as if they had always existed within his bloodline.

The two exchanged over a hundred more moves, and the entire arena had been battered beyond recognition by the aftermath of their battle. Deep sword marks and mace impressions covered the ground, and the air was suffused with the scent of metal and the smell of sweat.

Right at the very end, Qin Shubao was the first who could no longer hold on. After all, in such high-intensity combat, every minute consumed his spirit power, and right now, his spirit power was completely exhausted.

"Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy wins!"

However, right as he was about to fall, Xu Feng directly supported him, not letting him collapse directly onto the ground like that, allowing him to still maintain a standing posture.

"You..."

Qin Shubao did not understand why the opponent would specifically support him; they were opponents after all, even though according to His Majesty's intent, the princess would most likely marry him.

"You are one of the few people capable of fighting so to my heart's content with me. I won't let you lie on the ground. A true warrior stands until the very last moment, even when completely exhausted."

After letting him recover slightly, Xu Feng patted his shoulder and walked toward the lounge of the Sun Moon Team. Meanwhile, Qin Shubao still stood in place, watching that figure walk all the way to the end.