At the Soto Great Soul Arena, Manager Ao looked at the words " Nameless Team " on the registration form, then glanced at Feng Xiaotian, who was wearing a mask in front of him, and his expression became somewhat subtle.
" The Gold Soul Fighting Team is here to challenge the Silver Soul Fighter Shrek Team?"
"Just a friendly spar." Feng Xiaotian's tone was calm.
After thinking about it, Manager Ao agreed.
When the news reached Shrek Academy, Flender's eyes lit up when he heard that the Gold Soul Fighting Team had taken the initiative to challenge them.
After reviewing the match list, Yu Xiaogang remained silent for a moment before suddenly speaking, "The opposing team's captain is a level 58 Soul King."
Flender's smile froze.
"This is precisely an opportunity." A sharp glint flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. "The children already have few rivals at their level; they need pressure at a higher level. If this Soul King can suppress his level to participate—"
"Let him be suppressed to the Soul Elder level?" Flender frowned. "Would he agree?"
"They'll agree; their only purpose is to spar," Yu Xiaogang said. "First, tell the person in charge of the Soul Fighting Arena who came to deliver the message our requirements, and have them ask the Nameless Team if they're willing to sign Soul Power Contract."
At the same time, in the Suotuo City Inn, Feng Xiaotian was sitting by the window looking at the surrounding map, planning his route to the next stop.
Feng Lingtian pushed open the door and came in, holding a stack of records he had copied from the Soul Fighting Arena.
"This afternoon I went to the Soto Great Soul Arena and checked the Shrek Seven Devils ' match records."
I've made a discovery— the Control System Soul Master in their team, codenamed ' Thousand-Hand Asura,' has Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul, yet he always manages to escape danger."
Feng Xiaotian raised his head. " Blue Silver Grass?"
"Yes, it's Blue Silver Grass." Feng Lingtian sat down opposite his brother and continued, "But according to the spectators who watched the match, Thousand-Hand Asura's Blue Silver Grass's Entanglement technique is very unusual—"
It can simultaneously entangle an opponent from three different angles, and its change of direction speed is much faster than ordinary Soul Skill. I've been thinking about it, and those Entanglement techniques shouldn't be Soul Ring skills, but rather Self-Created Soul Skill."
Feng Xiaotian put down the map and tapped his fingers lightly on the table. He had developed the Gale Flash Step and the Break the Surface at One Point technique himself, refining them over the years, but he always felt there were still areas for improvement. If that Thousand-Hand Asura truly possessed unique abilities in his Self-Created Soul Skill—
"Interesting." Feng Xiaotian looked up. "Coming to Suotuo City this time was definitely the right decision."
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Manager Ao sent someone to deliver a Soul Power contract.
The contract clearly states: the maximum Soul Power of both teams in this team battle shall not exceed level 40, and they shall not use skills of the fourth Soul Skill or above; violators shall be deemed to have conceded defeat. The Shrek Team's name has already been signed at the bottom, with a blank line next to it, waiting for the Nameless Team to sign.
Feng Xiaotian finished reading the contract, a slight smile playing on his lips. On the surface, the contract was a fair agreement, but all seven members of the Shrek Seven Devils were below level 40, meaning only he was truly restricted. The Shrek Team's intention was clear—if you want to fight, keep your level low.
However, Feng Xiaotian didn't mind much. He deftly took out a pen from his pocket, signed the name of the Nameless Team in the blank space, and handed the contract to the person who came.
With that, the challenge was officially finalized and began to be publicized.
That night, the No. 1 arena at the Soto Great Soul Arena was packed. The title of Gold Soul Fighting versus Silver Soul Fighter alone was enough to drive the audience wild. The gamblers argued heatedly, their faces flushed, even more excited than the fighters on the stage.
The Shrek Seven Devils were the first to appear. Tang San led the way, his Blue Silver Grass faintly visible in his palm. Dai Mubai followed closely behind, the oppressive aura of his White Tiger Martial Soul spreading throughout the arena.
Xiao Wu skipped along beside Tang San, while Zhu Zhuqing lagged behind. The Hell Spirit Cat's pupils gleamed with an eerie green.
Before Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Wings could even unfold, sparks were already flying from the tips of his Huo Xing. Ning Rongrong and Oscar walked in the middle, their light reflecting off the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Sausage Martial Soul.
The stands erupted in thunderous cheers—this team was undefeated in Suotuo City and was already a home-field star.
Then the Nameless Team took the stage. Seven people, seven masks, quietly walked onto the arena. There was no external release of Martial Soul, no grand display of aura, yet it made several knowledgeable veteran Soul Master in the front row squint their eyes—their composure in the face of cheers from the crowd was not feigned.
Ning Rongrong's gaze swept over the seven masks one by one. Wolf head mask, falcon feather pattern—her gaze lingered on these two masks.
She recognized the captain, codenamed "Wolf," by his physique and posture. That day in the conference room at the Godwind Academy, Feng Xiaotian stood behind Feng Qingxuan with a back just like that.
The codename "Falcon," paired with a mask featuring Peregrine Falcon patterns, and the unspoken understanding between him and "Wolf"—clearly, it's Feng Lingtian.
She recognized the brothers and thus learned the origins of this Nameless Team.
She hadn't seen the other five masks before. Her gaze swept over them one by one, silently memorizing each person's code name and position. But she didn't say anything, only slightly tightening her grip on the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
The referee raised his hand to signal, and both sides lined up.
The Shrek Seven Devils formed their tried-and-true diamond attack formation: Dai Mubai at the front, Tang San in the center providing support, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing on the flanks, Ma Hongjun in the middle and back, and Ning Rongrong and Oscar at the rear.
In contrast, the Nameless Team's formation was somewhat confusing to the audience.
Feng Xiaotian stood alone at the front, with a full three steps between him and the six people behind him. Feng Lingtian and Lu Hanxiao were positioned on the outermost sides of the left and right wings, their centers of gravity extremely low, their toes almost touching the surface of the arena.
Su Mei'er and Jiang Lin were in the center— Su Mei'er was on the left front, her fingertips flashing red and blue light alternately, ready to release control to both wings at any time; Jiang Lin was on the right front, a pale silver light flowing in his eye sockets, responsible for observing the entire scene.
Ye Qingyu and Zhong Yue brought up the rear— Ye Qingyu's hands were pressed down as if she were pressing invisible strings; Zhong Yue stood beside her, his Black Tortoise: Wind Armor only 70% activated, but it was angled directly towards Ye Qingyu, ready to shield her from any sudden attack.
Flender frowned—there were flaws everywhere. But Yu Xiaogang's eyes grew serious. "They're not flaws, they're bait. That captain puts himself at the forefront; whoever rushes towards him first will fall into his trap and have no choice but to follow his lead. It's a setup."
The referee suddenly swung his right hand down.
Dai Mubai was the first to move. He didn't believe in any bait. His Third Soul Ring lit up, and the White Tiger Vajra Transformation was completed in an instant. Tiger stripes appeared, muscles swelled, and his whole body transformed into a white lightning bolt, rushing straight towards Feng Xiaotian.
Feng Xiaotian did not retreat, but instead began his Gale Flash Step. He took half a step forward, gliding past the tiger claws into Dai Mubai's inner side, and gently lifted Dai Mubai's elbow joint with his right hand. It was not an attack, but a way to borrow strength.
Dai Mubai's momentum was swayed by half a body, and he lost his footing, leaving his back completely exposed in front of the Nameless Team's formation.
He turned around sharply, wanting to continue the attack, but found that Feng Xiaotian had retreated to the center of the formation and was looking at him with a calm expression, as if he were watching a training match.
Tang San's heart sank. The opponent had anticipated Dai Mubai even made his move.
The current situation is very unfavorable for the Shrek Team, and something must be changed. So Tang San raised his right hand, his First Soul Ring lit up, and Blue Silver Grass spread out densely across the surface of the arena.
Just as the Blue Silver Grass was about to spread to the feet of the Nameless Team, a pale silver light suddenly shone in Jiang Lin's eyes— his Third Soul Skill, Spirit Eyes Observation.
Six images were simultaneously projected into the perceptions of the six teammates. The growth trajectory of each Blue Silver Grass and the weak points of each Entanglement node were as clear as a map etched into their minds.
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply. His Blue Silver Grass was still spreading, but the enemy's formation had adjusted in sync, with each person moving precisely into the gaps in the Entanglement. He looked at the Soul Master codenamed "Eye"—his plan had been seen through.
Taking advantage of the moment before the opposing Control System Soul Master could adjust, Su Mei'er swiftly unleashed her Second Soul Skill, Wind Fire Bewildering Array. The Ultimate Fire transformed into scorching illusionary mist, rushing straight towards Ma Hongjun in the back row of the Shrek Team.
Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up—a fire contest with him? His Third Soul Ring lit up, and the flames of Phoenix Roaring Sky Strike exploded from its wings, the Evil Fire carrying a shriek as it crashed into the other. The two flames collided in mid-air, bursting into blinding light.
Then Ma Hongjun's expression changed—his Evil Fire was suppressed. It wasn't that the temperature was higher, but that the nature of it was different. His Evil Fire began to dissipate the moment it touched the other's flames, like a stream hitting lava.
"How is this possible!" Ma Hongjun refused to believe it, flapping his wings fiercely and creating another Phoenix Fire Line.
With a simple wave of her hand, Su Mei'er expanded the range of the Wind Fire Bewildering Array by three points, completely enveloping Ma Hongjun.
The intense heat of the Ultimate Fire penetrated the Phoenix Wings, causing the Phoenix Fire Wings behind Ma Hongjun to wither by a third.
Meanwhile, Lu Hanxiao and Zhu Zhuqing were already locked in combat. The battle between the Snowy Owl and the Hell Spirit Cat, two Agility Attack System, had started at top speed from the very beginning.
The Hell Stab was as swift as a black shadow, while the Cold Wind · Wing Slash left trails of silver-white arcs in the low sky. Zhu Zhuqing increased her speed time and time again, but Lu Hanxiao's speed always managed to keep pace with her.
What frustrated her even more was that Lu Hanxiao's icy slowdown always landed precisely at the moment she was about to be hit, slowing her down by half a beat and then instantly creating distance.
From the start of the battle until now, she hasn't glanced in Dai Mubai's direction even once. It's not that she didn't want to look, but that she simply didn't have the energy to be distracted.
Tang San controlled the Blue Silver Grass while observing the entire battlefield. Dai Mubai was held back by Zhong Yue's Black Tortoise: Wind Armor, Ma Hongjun was struggling to breathe under Su Mei'er's pressure, and Zhu Zhuqing became increasingly anxious as Lu Hanxiao's icy slowing effect slowed her down.
Jiang Lin accurately predicted his greatest reliance—the control over the Blue Silver Grass. Every Entanglement point was seen through, and every change of direction was projected in advance.
Tang San took a deep breath. Conventional tactics wouldn't work. He withdrew all the Blue Silver Grass he had released and re-condensed his Soul Power in his right hand—since the Blue Silver Grass had been seen through, he would try a different tactic that his opponent couldn't see through.
Feng Xiaotian noticed that Tang San's rhythm had changed. The Blue Silver Grass no longer spread out, but instead gathered around him. His left hand rested on the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges waist.
Feng Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that the true climax of this duel had only just begun.