Under the bewildered gazes of the crowd,
Ye Qiu imitated Feng Xiaotian, also using his wings to meet Feng Xiaotian's slashes.
Huo Wu stared blankly at the central arena.
She had always known that Feng Xiaotian was stronger than her, but she hadn't expected the gap to be so large.
Even so,
Huo Wu's gaze was more focused on Ye Qiu.
That boy with countless secrets.
With just his bare fists, he had withstood Feng Xiaotian's lightning-fast, impenetrable eighteen consecutive slashes.
Although she didn't know why he used his wings to meet the attack
, she subconsciously felt
that Ye Qiu's actions must have a deeper meaning, perhaps some special tactic.
She was certain that his actions would shock everyone again.
Before Huo Wu could think further,
"Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!"
A low shout suddenly rang out in the Great Soul Arena.
Although it wasn't particularly loud, it was enough for most people to hear clearly.
Everyone stared in shock at Ye Qiu, who had uttered those words.
Could it be that
Ye Qiu has learned Feng Xiaotian's self-created soul skill? But how could that be?!
Immediately, some people thought Ye Qiu was bluffing,
trying to feint .
But Feng Xiaotian's face showed endless terror. He was the one who knew his self-created soul skill best.
He could see that Ye Qiu's movements, apart from being a little clumsy,
were practically impeccable.
Before Feng Xiaotian could think any further, his nineteenth strike collided with Ye Qiu's first strike.
Clang!
Like the sound of metal clashing.
A powerful hurricane swept outwards.
The ice on Ye Qiu's Blue Silver Sacred Wings shattered, and his wings were directly torn.
He was knocked back to the ground.
Fortunately, Ye Qiu could fly not only because of his Blue Silver Sacred Wings, but also because of his 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone.
Otherwise, he would have fallen.
The Blue Silver Sacred Wings behind him shone with emerald light, and the wings suddenly grew larger and wider than before,
allowing him to better utilize momentum to maximize his power.
With a light touch of his toes on the ground, he spun once and soared into the air again.
Feng Xiaotian was also suffering.
He was thrown even higher into the air by Ye Qiu's attack, his azure wings throbbing with pain.
But he couldn't stop now.
If he stopped, defeat would be his only fate.
He also couldn't believe that someone could learn another's self-created soul skill so quickly.
Was Ye Qiu really a monster?
Reaching his highest point, Feng Xiaotian spun again, using the momentum to unleash his twentieth strike.
Clang! Clang!
Sparks seemed to fly in the air as the two exchanged nearly ten blows.
Ye Qiu went from clumsy to skilled.
From initially being at a disadvantage to being evenly matched, to completely dominating.
The sight shocked everyone.
Looking at the center of the arena, the two moved in perfect unison.
No matter how much they disbelieved it, they had to accept reality: Ye Qiu had truly learned Feng Xiaotian's self-created soul skill.
The Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!
Everyone watched the magical scene unfold on the stage.
Huo Wu stared blankly at Ye Qiu, who was spinning and attacking in the sky.
She knew Ye Qiu would bring a surprise
, but she hadn't expected it to turn into a shock, leaving everyone completely incredulous.
How could someone be so incredibly powerful?!
Just by watching him perform it once—no! Less than once—he had already learned the self-created soul skill that someone had spent years honing.
Huo Wushuang beside her was equally astonished, his mouth agape.
He gave a bitter smile: "After this battle, I wonder if that guy Feng Xiaotian can withstand it."
Huo Wu fell silent,
looking at Feng Xiaotian, whose lips were already beginning to bleed.
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She couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt and sympathy.
She understood Huo Wushuang's meaning; Feng Xiaotian, with his innate full soul power, was undoubtedly a genius.
But today,
he had encountered the inhuman Ye Qiu.
Even she, Huo Wu, felt deeply affected when she lost to Ye Qiu; how much more so Feng Xiaotian, whose proud Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Wolf had been so quickly learned? If Feng Xiaotian couldn't withstand
this blow and couldn't let it go, then he would truly become just another ordinary person. Yu Xiaogang watched the scene before him. He once again admitted that Ye Qiu was absolutely the most abnormally gifted genius he had ever seen in terms of learning ability. At the same time, he suddenly remembered that Tang San had once said that his self-created soul skills, such as the Purple Demon Eye and Ghost Shadow Steps, had all been somehow stolen and learned by Ye Qiu. He now understood. This was very likely related to Ye Qiu's martial soul. Ye Qiu's Sharingan martial soul definitely possessed an unimaginable level of insight. Ye Qiu's talent was elevated to another level in his heart. A pang of regret rose in his heart. If he had accepted Ye Qiu, who possessed innate soul power at level one, back then, wouldn't it have further proven the strength of his theory? Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang remembered his only ray of hope: Liu Erlong. Looking up at the spectator area of the participating teams, he saw Liu Erlong, so beautiful and captivating. Just one glance dispelled those unrealistic fantasies. The hatred of having one's wife stolen was irreconcilable! Besides, he had lost his way out that night. "Alas, what a pity!" Looking at Ye Qiu shining brightly in mid-air, Flander couldn't help but sigh. If only Ye Qiu had genuinely joined Shrek Academy back then. At the same time, he felt a sense of relief. Entrusting Erlong to such a dazzling, peerless genius didn't seem so unacceptable. On the VIP stage, Ning Fengzhi also hadn't expected Ye Qiu to possess such abilities. "This has truly broadened my horizons." Qian Renxue, who appeared to be Xue Qinghe beside her, was also amazed, a hint of infatuation flashing in her eyes. This was the man she, Qian Renxue, had chosen. Absolutely extraordinary. She then coldly glanced at the vulgar, frivolous women in the audience who were flirting and moaning at Ye Qiu. She was utterly disdainful. "This young man named Ye Qiu is truly unexpected." Emperor Xueye's eyes gleamed. Looking at Xue Ke, who couldn't help but cheer for Ye Qiu, a sense of relief, comfort, and joy appeared in her eyes. Then, Emperor Xueye suddenly froze. His eyes became dull, like a mindless puppet, motionless. Salas, on the other hand, once again began to admire His Holiness the Pope's discerning eye. Ye Qiu was indeed a rare talent. He absolutely had to protect him! Xue Qinghe, who had come to her senses, also noticed Emperor Xueye's loss of composure and frowned. She gently nudged him. "Father." Wishing everyone a pleasant life! (End of Chapter)