Thirty-six slashes, one stroke to sever the wind

As Feng Xiaotian's thirteenth strike landed, Yuan Yu slid back two steps.

A tingling sensation came from where the Sun Wheel Blade made contact with the Wolf Wings. Each time the opponent used the force to flip over, the power generated by the collision would carry over into the next strike. If he continued to stand still and take the hits head-on, by the thirty-sixth strike, the power would at least increase several times.

"Stone Breathing, First Form: Serpent-Pattern Rock, Dual Extremes"

Two Rock Ridge rose from beneath Yuan Yu's feet, coiling around his body on the left and right. The fourteenth strike hit the left Rock Ridge, sending shards of rock flying, and Feng Xiaotian used the recoil to rise into the air again.

The fifteenth strike was moved to the right side.

Yuan Yu didn't follow his figure; the Sun Wheel Blade was held horizontally in front of him, and he could only hear the sound of the wind.

Each time the wings of the Gale Two-Headed Wolf turned, the surrounding airflow would first contract inward. The change was small, but it was clear enough to Yuan Yu's ears.

The sixteenth strike comes from the right rear.

He took a half-step to the side, and thrust the back of his blade outward along the Wolf Wings. Feng Xiaotian's landing point was off by half a foot, but he still managed to adjust back using his wings, and the seventeenth strike was intensified once again.

The cheers from the audience gradually subsided.

The two moved faster and faster, and ordinary spectators could only see two figures, one in green and one in white, constantly colliding. Wind blades crisscrossed the arena, severing the Rock Ridge as soon as they rose, and sending rubble flying into the air before it even hit the ground.

Huo Wu stood in the viewing area of the Blazing Fire Academy, her hands resting on the railing.

Huo Wushuang glanced at her. "Who do you think will win?"

"Feng Xiaotian hasn't finished using his Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes yet."

"Yuan Yu didn't use his full strength either."

Huo Wu didn't refute, her gaze fixed on the Sun Wheel Blade.

On the other side of the arena, Tang San had already used Blue Silver Grass to entangle the ankle of the Divine Wind Control type. Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line blocked the retreat, and Xiao Wu fell from a height, kicking the person out of the arena.

With the Divine Wind losing its core of control, the wind field of the five team members immediately dissipated by more than half.

Dai Mubai seized the opportunity, and the White Tiger Meteor Shower covered the sky. Zhu Zhuqing used the dense golden light to cut into the crowd, and the Nether Slash two people in the back in succession.

The Divine Wind pilots fell from the sky, only to find themselves standing on the fire trails left behind by Ma Hongjun.

"Fatty, to the left!" Tang San shouted.

"Watch me!"

Ma Hongjun's fourth Spirit Ring lit up. The Power Attack System Soul Master who was just about to turn around was lifted high by the pillar of fire on the ground, Phoenix Sky-Shaking Strike hit him head-on in the chest, sending him off the arena.

Shrek has gained the upper hand.

Feng Xiaotian was not distracted.

The twenty-fourth strike.

Yuan Yu met the wolf's wings with Wind Breathing, Second Form "Claw Claw - Koto Wind". Four curved wind blades unfolded from the blade and collided with the Wolf Wings one after another. The first two wind blades shattered on the spot, the third deflected Feng Xiaotian, but the fourth was cleaved in two by the Twenty-Fifth Slash.

Feng Xiaotian's left wing was beginning to tremble.

He forcefully tightened his muscles, concealing the vibrations within the next flip. The power of the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes would continuously accumulate, and the recoil his body would experience would increase in tandem. Each time Yuan Yu received the blow head-on with his Rock Pattern armor, the rebounding force would be absorbed by his Wolf Wings.

Yuan Yu saw it, but didn't try to stop him.

Having honed his Self-Created Soul Skill to this level, Feng Xiaotian knew better than anyone where his limits lay. Words on the arena were useless; the most direct response was to withstand the remaining combos.

Feng Xiaotian ascended into the sky again, his laughter echoing from above.

"Happy!"

He rarely encountered opponents who could land more than twenty of the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes. In past matches, many Soul Ancestor would lose their ability to resist after the teenth or twelfth strike, and the remaining attacks would not have a chance to be completed.

Yuan Yu shook his numb right hand. "Finish your fight first before you shout."

The twenty-sixth strike landed.

The Rock Ridge beneath Yuan Yu's feet shattered completely. He used Water Pattern to create a layer of clear water on the blade. When the Wolf Wings struck, the blade slid to the side along the water's flow, deflecting part of the frontal impact.

The twenty-seventh strike shattered the water layer.

The twenty-eighth strike, Yuan Yu kneels on the ground for the first time.

Feng Xiaotian's power had reached an extremely high level, and his wings were also under immense pressure. Blood seeped from the edges of his feathers, but his fourth Spirit Ring shone even brighter.

The twenty-ninth strike!

Yuan Yu raised his sword to parry.

The Six-Pattern Inner Wheel behind the blade suddenly spun around. Before the collision, the Sun Wheel Blade dispersed into six Elemental Light Streams, Wolf Wings passed through the streams of light, all the power accumulated to its peak falling into empty space.

Feng Xiaotian's expression changed.

The strike was too powerful; he didn't have time to force a turn in mid-air.

Six streams of Elemental Light Streams five zhang away, reforming into the Sun Wheel Blade. Yuan Yu gripped the hilt, and Wind Pattern shone along the blade to its very tip.

Feng Xiaotian landed on the edge of the arena, forcefully flapping his wings in an attempt to use the wind to complete his thirtieth strike.

Yuan Yu had already rushed into the wind.

"Wind Breathing - First Form, Dust Whirlwind - Slash".

The Sun Wheel Blade slashed horizontally along the ground, but the azure wind blades didn't attack Feng Xiaotian; instead, they cut into the whirlwind beneath his feet. The upward airflow that had sustained the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes was severed at its root, and Feng Xiaotian risen, sank downwards.

Yuan Yu turned his blade and struck the Wolf Wings with the back of the blade.

Feng Xiaotian flew horizontally several meters, rolled around the edge of the arena, and landed on one knee. Yuan Yu's blade tip was already stopped in front of his shoulder.

"Should we continue?"

Feng Xiaotian glanced at the field.

The other six members of the Godwind Academy had all lost their ability to fight, and Tang San's Blue Silver Cage was closing behind him. Even if he could still stand up, he wouldn't be able to recreate the Thirty-Sixth Slash.

"I lost."

The Referee raised his right hand.

Shrek Academy wins!

A thunderous cheer erupted from the audience.

As Yuan Yu sheathed his sword, Feng Xiaotian stood up from the ground. He glanced at the Wolf Wings on his right, where only a shallow mark remained. Yuan Yu had used the back of his blade in the end, leaving a very clear mark.

"The Promotion Tournament are one-on-one." Feng Xiaotian brushed the dust off his knees. "If no one interrupts, I'll finish off the remaining seven strikes."

"You need to strengthen your wings first." Yuan Yu pointed to his bleeding feathers, "Fold them a couple more times, and you won't be able to hold them up."

Feng Xiaotian glanced down at it, then nodded with a smile.

As the two teams left the field, Huo Wu walked towards them. She first looked at Feng Xiaotian's injury, then tossed a neatly folded white coat to Yuan Yu.

Yuan Yu caught it. "You want to compensate me?"

"The clothes that were burned last time."

Huo Wu finished speaking and left, her steps much faster than usual.

Feng Xiaotian stood there for a couple of moments before turning around and asking, "Why did she compensate you for your clothes?"

Yuan Yu put on his coat. "Because she's reasonable."

"Why haven't I heard her mention this to me?"

Ma Hongjun walked by and patted Feng Xiaotian on the shoulder.

"Try to think positively about these things."

Feng Xiaotian's face darkened even more.

Huo Wu turned back at the end of the passage. "Are you guys still coming or not?"

Feng Xiaotian immediately followed.

Ma Hongjun watched his retreating figure and shook his head. "Feng Xiaotian is good in every way, except that his mind doesn't work so well when he sees Huo Wu."

Yuan Yu fastened his new coat. "You've seen enough food."

"Can these be considered the same?"

Tang San slapped the list of the next match between the two of them, interrupting the argument.

Shrek's next opponent list was also sent to the locker room at this time.

Thunderclap Academy.