Three days later, the Divine Wind Team left the academy and headed south. Entrusted by Feng Qingxuan, the Dean of Huo Xiao Blazing Fire Academy, Huo Xiao, secretly accompanied and protected them—he only followed from a distance and did not show his face unless he encountered trouble that the group of children could not handle.
Feng Xiaotian's planned route was simple: follow the official road in the central part of the Heaven Dou Empire, pass through several cities, and sign up for team battles at the local Soul Fighting Arena in each city.
They still wore the same masks and used the same code names; the registration form always bore the same team name— Nameless. The captain was Wolf, and the members were Falcon, Fox, Owl, Shadow, Yue, Bell, Qin, Ling, Sickle, Vine, Eye, and Grain.
The levels range from level 58 to level 36. There are no restrictions on opponents or tactics; the only requirement is that everyone must take turns playing. There are twelve team members, and each person must play at least two matches.
The opponents in the first two cities were ordinary teams with decent teamwork but mediocre strength, and the Nameless Team won cleanly and decisively.
Upon arriving at the third city, Supervisor Liu glanced at the registration form, then at the group of masked youths behind Feng Xiaotian, and said with a hint of apology, "You guys are out of luck today. No one has signed up for the level 30 team battle. It seems we'll have to wait a couple of days to find suitable opponents."
Just as Feng Xiaotian was about to speak, a staff member walked over quickly and whispered a few words in Supervisor Liu's ear.
Supervisor Liu's expression changed slightly, and he turned his head and lowered his voice, saying, "There is a team in the level 40 zone waiting for an opponent— the Fierce God Team. But I advise you not to participate."
The entire team is above level 40, and the team leader, Meng Li, possesses the Berserk Giant Bear Martial Soul, making him practically invincible in the level 40 zone.
In the current Level 40 team competition, as soon as other teams hear that their opponent is the Fierce God Team, they all give up and don't participate.
" The Fierce God Team." Feng Xiaotian repeated the name. He had heard of this team's reputation before—not a reputation for prestige, but a reputation for infamy.
He glanced back at his teammates. Feng Lingtian adjusting his mask, Su Mei'er was idly twirling the flame between her fingers, and Ji Ning was leaning against the wall, his fingers unconsciously tapping his knees—the rhythm was fast, like the flapping of a hummingbird's wings.
This group has just come out of two easy victories and is in great form, but precisely because the wins were so easy, their true fighting spirit hasn't been fully unleashed yet. The Fierce God Team is the perfect whetstone for them.
"Then let's challenge the Fierce God Team." His tone was calm. "Please arrange it, Supervisor Liu."
Supervisor Liu was taken aback. "The highest level in your team is only thirty-nine—"
"I know what I'm doing." Feng Xiaotian nodded.
Supervisor Liu stared at him for a long time, then said nothing more, lowered his head and wrote a few lines in the register, "Tonight at 7 PM, Arena Number Two."
That night, Arena No. 2 was packed. The Fierce God Team was infamous in the city—but the audience didn't care.
They only care that the Fierce God Team has never lost, so betting on them to win is a sure-fire way to make money.
As for whether anyone will be crippled on the stage, that's the Soul Fighting Arena's problem to worry about, it's none of their business.
The crystal lights around the ring illuminated the arena as bright as day, and the noise from the audience suddenly subsided when the referee raised his hand to signal.
Meng Li cracked his neck, producing a series of crisp snapping sounds. The six team members behind him spread out in a fan shape, each of them having released their Martial Soul —blades, claws, and poisonous thorns, gleaming coldly under the lights.
Feng Xiaotian sat in the spectator stands, with five substitutes behind him: Shi Yan, Bai Yu, Lu Qing, Cheng Luo, and Su Ran. His gaze swept over each of the seven members of the Fierce God Team—
Captain Meng Li was a burly man in his forties with a thick beard. The other six had different Martial Soul, but they had one thing in common: their eyes didn't show the tension that a competition should have, but only a bloodthirsty expectation.
They weren't there to compete; they were there to watch their prey. They were waiting for the ring doors to close, waiting for the referee to announce the start—waiting for the moment when they could legally inflict cruelty.
On the arena, both sides were already in position. Jiang Lin glanced at the Fierce God Team's formation, his brow furrowing slightly. He turned his head and whispered something to his teammates beside him—
"Their formation has no defensive positions. All seven positions are offensive—they're aiming to crush us in the first wave."
Red and blue lights shone from Su Mei'er's fingertips, and a slight smile played on her lips, "Then don't give them a chance to make a move. Let them see who the prey is."
The referee's raised right hand suddenly swung down.
The battle has begun.
The Fierce God Team's hunting formation was indeed shrewd—seven positions pressed forward simultaneously, abandoning defense and going all out on the attack, attempting to break the Nameless Team's formation in the first wave of assault.
But they encountered Zhong Yue. The Black Tortoise: Wind Armor unfolded under the blessing of the Soul Core, and the wind barrier on the surface of the shell withstood the head-on collision of the Berserk Giant Bear. The force of the recoil pushed Meng Li back three steps. His offensive rhythm was interrupted, and the momentum of the entire hunting formation paused for a moment in front of Zhong Yue.
Meng Li's charge was abruptly interrupted, and he stumbled a couple of steps. For the first time, a crack appeared on the predatory look on his face—he hadn't expected that someone in this team, whose highest level was only thirty-nine, could withstand the Berserk Giant Bear's charge head-on.
It was this blocked shot that turned the tide.
Jiang Lin's Spirit Eyes instantly detected six flaws in the hunting formation— Meng Li was knocked back, and the defenses of the other six people loosened, exposing each of their vital points.
A pale silver light emanated from his eyes, projecting six images simultaneously into the perceptions of his six teammates. These weren't commands, but visual images. Each person clearly visualized the fatal weakness of their opponent.
No one answered, but everyone moved.
Su Mei'er unleashed her Wind Fire Bewildering Array and Water Wind Confinement simultaneously. The fire trapped the assault troops on the left, while the ice locked down the assassins on the right.
Ye Qingyu's Second Soul Skill, War Drum, exploded at her fingertips—a stirring rhythm formed from the sound of a zither resounded all around. The strings of the Wind Zither vibrated under her hands, each note striking the hearts of everyone present.
Zhong Yue felt his Black Tortoise: Wind Armor grow three times thicker with the sound of the zither, Ji Ning's Hummingbird: Pierce felt slightly hot at his fingertips, and even Feng Lingtian's Wind-Treading Step became a bit lighter. The entire team's attack power was pushed to its peak by this zither music.
"Shadow!" Su Mei'er shouted in a low voice.
Ji Ning did not answer. The instant he received the warning, his figure transformed into a blur, bursting forth from the shadow of Zhong Yue's tortoise shell.
That was an angle Zhong Yue deliberately created by turning to the side. After withstanding the frontal impact, the Black Tortoise: Wind Armor slightly shifted, revealing a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through. The Hummingbird: Pierce pierced through this gap, instantly piercing the assassin who was locked in place by the icy light.
At the same time, Lu Hanxiao's Cold Wind · Wing Slash drew a silver-white arc in the low sky, the wingtip precisely slicing through the assault soldier trapped by the flames.
During his high-speed dive, Feng Lingtian launched Falcon Strike: Piercing Clouds, pinning his third opponent, who was attempting to provide support, to the edge of the arena.
Zhong Yue's counter-shock, combined with Jiang Lin's guidance, forced Meng Li into Su Mei'er's Wind and Water Confinement range— the Ice Seal effect of the Ultimate Ice exploded on his body. Ji Ning's Hummingbird: Pierce followed closely behind.
The battle lasted less than fifteen minutes from start to finish.
None of the seven members of the Fierce God Team survived.