Beyond Soul Skills, I Have Another Technique!

Tang San was filled with pent-up anger as he watched Chen Feng and Xiao Wu acting so intimately.

Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully striking at the Son of Destiny's state of mind. You have gained 1,000 Villain Points!

Hearing the system prompt, Chen Feng's thoughts stirred.

"System, open the shop."

With a thought, the System Shop unfolded before his eyes.

Chen Feng's gaze shifted as he checked his total Villain Points.

7,200 points!

Good!

It was time to exchange for something!

Very soon, his gaze settled on a Self-Created Soul Skill!

"Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate! Exchange!"

Self-Created Soul Skill, Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate, successfully exchanged. Cost: 5,000 Villain Points!

Current remaining: 2,200 Villain Points.

Just as Chen Feng was in high spirits, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's expression darkened.

He took in his disciple Tang San's reaction and his mood soured as well. Chen Feng is truly troublesome! After this, everyone at Shrek Academy will probably think much more highly of him!

During the special training later, I'll have to use some methods!

As for Flender and Zhao Wuji, they had already started eating heartily.

The former because it was free, the latter because he genuinely loved food...

After lunch, the group rested briefly before heading to the training grounds.

Grandmaster swept his gaze over everyone present and said,

"I have already gained a thorough understanding of your martial souls."

"Chen Feng, step forward!"

"Without using Soul Ring skills, defeat them one by one!"

His gaze at Chen Feng was calm and unruffled.

But he had long since worked out his plan!

Didn't you say you were capable?

Then I'll deliberately make things difficult for you!

Without using Soul Skills, let's see how you withstand this!

Even if you won with difficulty, so what?

After such humiliation, these proud little brats would probably keep their distance from Chen Feng out of respect and fear!

That was Grandmaster's plan!

It was truly a scheme to kill without spilling blood!

At this moment, everyone was full of disbelief upon hearing Grandmaster's words.

Without using Soul Skills?

Wasn't this a joke?

As far as they knew, Chen Feng's strongest ability was his third Soul Skill.

One Sword, Immortal Kneels!

That sword qi seemed to descend from the heavens, crushing ordinary mortals until they could not raise their heads!

And now he wasn't allowed to use Soul Skills?

How much power could he wield with only his martial soul and Soul Power?

Yet Chen Feng merely smiled and stepped forward. "Grandmaster, are you sure?"

Hearing this, Grandmaster looked utterly confident as he asked in return,

"Is there a problem? Your martial soul is the most unique."

Chen Feng nearly laughed aloud. This damned Grandmaster was truly ridiculous.

If I hadn't known what kind of person you were beforehand, you might really have fooled me!

You just want to make me the target of everyone here, don't you?

"Ahem." Thinking this, Chen Feng gave a light cough and said,

"Perhaps none of you know this, but aside from Soul Skills, I have another technique!"

"It is a Self-Created Soul Skill from my family!"

"Since we have this opportunity, anyone who thinks they have a chance, feel free to step forward!"

"A Self-Created Soul Skill?" Everyone present stared in shock.

Soul Skills were bestowed by Soul Rings, so one could imagine how difficult it was to create a Soul Skill oneself!

Even throughout the history of the entire continent, there were only a handful of Self-Created Soul Skills!

Moreover, each one had been passed down by a powerful family or sect!

Ordinary Soul Masters would not even dare dream of such a thing.

"Are you sure it isn't a self-created sword technique?" Grandmaster's expression changed, and an ominous feeling rose faintly in his heart.

A Self-Created Soul Skill?

How was that possible!

He had heard of Sword Douluo's great reputation, but he had never heard that he could create Soul Skills!

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's question, Chen Feng raised his right hand slightly, and his martial soul, the Heavenly Dao Sword, appeared.

Before he could make a move, Dai Mubai hurriedly said,

"Forget it, forget it, Feng Ge. I'm definitely no match for you. I surrender!"

Wasn't this practically gambling with his life?

Even his third Soul Skill was so terrifying, let alone something self-created!

A Self-Created Soul Skill was even more enticing than a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!

Because it could be passed down!

With Dai Mubai taking the lead, Ma Hongjun quickly followed.

"Um... I surrender too!"

Zhu Zhuqing's expression was cold, but she still answered honestly,

"The gap between Chen Feng and me is far too great."

Xiao Wu walked gracefully to Chen Feng's side and said with a playful smile,

"As for me, I really want to spar with you and let you see my third Soul Skill."

But then she changed her tone, blinking her large eyes as she said,

"Still, since everyone else has surrendered, I'll give you some face too!"

To everyone watching, they looked like they were flirting.

"Ugh. Watching people show off their affection every day, I'm about to explode!" Ma Hongjun wailed.

His evil fire surged straight to his head, and he nearly broke down on the spot.

Finally, everyone's gaze fell upon Tang San.

Among those present, only he had yet to state his position.

"I want to try!" Tang San said resolutely.

He had just become a Soul Elder and was eager to test himself.

Especially against Chen Feng—how could he possibly back down!

Although Chen Feng's third Soul Ring was Ten-Thousand-Year, he still had an External Soul Bone!

It was not impossible for him to fight!

Just because of a Self-Created Soul Skill?

Tang San was extremely confident, believing this was an opportunity Grandmaster had created specifically for him!

Moreover, according to Grandmaster's theory,

In a one-on-one fight, the advantage of a Control System Soul Master was unparalleled!

"Good. Come, then." Chen Feng's eyes were calm, as though he did not care who his opponent was.

Everyone retreated, and the battle was about to begin.

Blue light burst forth from Tang San as Blue Silver Grass emerged.

He then stepped forward, and the Blue Silver Grass in his hands grew wildly, surging toward Chen Feng from all directions.

Then, a sphere of light suddenly appeared. This was Tang San's third Soul Skill!

Spider Web Restraint!

Amid everyone's astonished gazes, the sphere instantly expanded, and a massive net five meters in diameter descended from the sky.

Chen Feng stood calmly beneath it. He looked up and sneered.

"Is that all?"

He could not even be bothered to use Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate. Relying solely on the pressure of the Heavenly Dao Sword, he swung his sword upward.

The great net shattered at once!

Before the Heavenly Dao Sword, what could possibly restrain him?

The next moment, Tang San gritted his teeth as the Eight Spider Lances extended from his back.

Four purple spider legs supported his body, while the other four stabbed forward.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and a trace of the true essence of Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate rose within his heart.

With nothing else in his heart, he swung his sword.

A sudden desire to cleave through everything arose within him, along with the arrogance to devour the world!

People feared, panicked, despaired, and retreated.

Their hearts were bound, leaving them afraid to move forward!

Only by cutting through the fear in one's heart could one break free from restraints and walk the path one wished to take!

The moment this sword technique emerged, the Eight Spider Lances instantly lost their luster.

Clang!

After a sharp clash of metal, Tang San was sent flying.

That was only because Chen Feng had deliberately controlled his strength.

Otherwise, even the Eight Spider Lances would have been severed!

The battle ended, and everyone present was utterly shocked!

"Even an External Soul Bone... was no match?" Dai Mubai shook his head with a bitter smile.

Chen Feng's strength was obvious to all. It was only natural that Tang San had lost!

What decisive role could a single bone possibly play?

That was nothing more than a fool's dream.