Feng Xiaotian disengaged from the battle, leaving Yang Yi to hold off Yun Ming while he ran to the other side, his second and third soul rings flashing in unison.
"Dual Wolf Avatar," "Gale Wings," activated.
A wolf head manifested behind Feng Xiaotian, and wings sprouted from his back, vibrating gently as he shot into the sky. He then began to circle in a specific trajectory, continuously slashing at the empty air.
Feng Xiaotian was using none other than the Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes.
In his brief exchange with Yun Ming just moments ago, Feng Xiaotian had exhausted all his methods to no avail; his only remaining tactic was to use the Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes to break through the technique with sheer force.
After glancing at Feng Xiaotian, who was gathering power in the sky, Yun Ming stopped paying attention. The Atlas Divine Spear in his hand began to dance in a movement pattern that appeared slow but was actually swift, nimble, and fluid, parrying the increasingly rapid spear attacks from Yang Yi.
Dugu Yan, watching from the sidelines, saw Feng Xiaotian begin to charge his power while Yun Ming seemed temporarily suppressed by Yang Yi's all-out assault, and she let out a low cry.
"This is bad, Feng Xiaotian has started using his self-created soul skill."
The other team members asked in confusion, as they were unfamiliar with Feng Xiaotian's ultimate move, prompting Dugu Yan to explain.
Once everyone heard Dugu Yan's explanation of the previous team battle between Huangdou and Shenfeng, and the immense power of the Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes, they suddenly felt the final outcome had become unpredictable, save for Oscar, who remained firm in his judgment.
"Don't worry, the one who wins in the end will only be Yun Ming."
The others didn't know where Oscar's confidence came from, but Yun Ming would soon give them the answer.
One slash, two slashes. Eighteen slashes, nineteen slashes.
With no one to interfere, Feng Xiaotian's charging speed was rapid; it was clear he was about to reach maximum power.
Meanwhile, a change had occurred between Yun Ming and Yang Yi.
Yang Yi had been attacking continuously while Yun Ming defended; it appeared that Yang Yi was suppressing Yun Ming through high-frequency bursts, but only Yang Yi knew the truth. Every time his Soul Breaking Spear collided with the Atlas Spear, the recoil force transmitted through the Soul Breaking Spear grew stronger. Influenced by this recoil, his attacks had been forced to slow down.
This was the "Hua Jie" Spear Art that Yun Ming had created in this life.
"Hua Jie" was a defensive-counterattack spear art that Yun Ming had drafted before recovering his memories and had now fully perfected. Much like the Clear Sky Sect's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer or Feng Xiaotian's Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes, Yun Ming's spear art could also accumulate power. However, it did not rely on his own active attacks to build momentum; instead, it relied on defending against the opponent's strikes, turning the enemy's power to his own use, effectively "storing" the opponent's force. How much could be stored depended entirely on the limits of Yun Ming's control over power; there was no fixed limit on the number of strikes.
When he first created it, Yun Ming had thought that if he ever encountered an enemy much stronger than himself and was being pressured, this spear art would allow him to defend against the opponent's attacks while providing a chance for a desperate counter-kill.
However, what Yun Ming hadn't expected was that every opponent he had encountered so far hadn't been able to put up a real fight. Moreover, if he were to recover even more of his strength, he feared there would be few people left on this continent who could force him to use this spear art.
Given this, Yun Ming had decided to take this opportunity to use it and see if there were any areas for improvement. But as it stood, it was indeed already perfect.
Thirty-Sixth Slash.
Feng Xiaotian's charge was complete. His body glowed with a brilliant cyan light, turning him into a cyan meteor. With his wing-blades poised to strike and carrying immense wind pressure, he slashed toward Yun Ming. Feng Xiaotian shouted loudly.
"Yun Ming, this is the strongest strike of my sixteen-year career as a Soul Master! Let me properly feel the gap between us!"
"Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Sixth Slash!!"
Seeing the ferocity of Feng Xiaotian's strike, Yang Yi immediately backed away. His mission was already complete, and his hand was already numb from the recoil.
Seeing Feng Xiaotian descend, Yun Ming ended his defensive power-gathering and entered the second stage of his counterattack. His body followed the spear as he swept it violently toward Feng Xiaotian. The Atlas Spear remained the same—without a hint of light, plain and unadorned, mostly because Yang Yi's skill level wasn't enough to trigger the "Hua Jie" soul-light special effects.
The reason he didn't use a thrust was that Yun Ming was afraid of skewering Feng Xiaotian like a kebab.
Facing Feng Xiaotian's invitation to a decisive battle, Yun Ming murmured.
"Atlas 'Hua Jie'."
Carrying all of Yang Yi's power, the Atlas Divine Spear swept toward Feng Xiaotian with a massive, surging force. Feng Xiaotian also raised his wings above his head and brought them down in a slash toward Yun Ming.
"Clang~!"
The Atlas Divine Spear collided with Feng Xiaotian's wing-blades, emitting a thunderous sound.
The shockwave from the clash of spear and blade swept outward, centered on the two of them. The spectators and Yang Yi quickly turned their backs, stabilizing their footing while preventing the dust from blinding them.
In the dust, Feng Xiaotian and Yun Ming were locked in a brief struggle. Feng Xiaotian attempted to overwhelm Yun Ming with the momentum of his charge and downward force, but his slashing power was directly shattered when faced with Yun Ming's accumulated sweep.
In the face of the massive force carried by the Atlas Divine Spear, Feng Xiaotian was no match at all.
After a moment of stalemate, Feng Xiaotian's Gale Wings began to crack, eventually shattering completely. After smashing the wings, the Atlas Divine Spear struck Feng Xiaotian's arms, sending him flying.
"Ah~!"
Outside the dust, Oscar hadn't even had time to turn back to observe the final result when he heard a scream from behind, followed by a figure flying out and collapsing before them.
The group looked closely and saw that it was none other than Feng Xiaotian, who had just launched the charge. At this moment, Feng Xiaotian was covered in dust, his arms trembling, and a look of pain on his face; it was clear the clash had caused him some injury.
However, Feng Xiaotian wasn't severely hurt. Yun Ming had actively pulled back his strength after shattering the Gale Wings, merely sending him flying without delivering a ruthless blow. At most, there were some minor bone fractures, which could be treated by having Dugu Yan take him to see Ye Lingling later.
"Step, step."
Yun Ming walked out of the combat zone and arrived before Feng Xiaotian. Seeing that there was no look of dejection or defeat on Feng Xiaotian's face, he felt relieved. He reached out a hand to help him up and asked.
"How was it? Did you gain any insights?"
Feng Xiaotian looked at Yun Ming, whose clothes weren't even wrinkled after the fight, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes. However, having anticipated this, Feng Xiaotian quickly adjusted his mindset and responded earnestly.
"You really are strong! A strength that has no visible limit."
"However, I won't admit defeat just like that."
Seeing Feng Xiaotian's positive mindset, Yun Ming was very satisfied and responded with a smile.
"That's good."
Then, Yun Ming turned to Dugu Yan.
"Yan-jie, take Feng Xiaotian to find Ye Lingling for treatment."
Dugu Yan nodded in agreement, and the two departed.
Yang Yi also walked over to Yun Ming's side. He glanced at Yun Ming, whom he still couldn't defeat, and sighed inwardly; as expected, he had lost again. But it didn't matter, there would certainly be more opportunities in the future, and he, Yang, would never admit defeat.
"I will definitely defeat you next time."
Yun Ming: "Alright."
Yun Ming had nothing left to advise Yang Yi; having lost for so many years, he was already used to it and wouldn't be unable to handle the setback.
Now that Yun Ming understood everyone's situation, he could begin arranging the subsequent training plan.
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