"What?"
This sudden turn of events instantly shocked , , and the others who had been speculating about the outcome.
They had guessed that might lose, but they never expected him to lose so quickly and so easily.
In just a single exchange, Tang San's Eight Spider Lances were shattered—something even the Spirit King teachers of Shrek Academy couldn't accomplish.
"Third Brother!"
instantly teleported to Tang San's side, lifting him off the arena. Before leaving, she shot a fierce glare at Feng Xiaotian.
Seeing this, shrugged helplessly. Well, he had offended another girl again.
But he was used to it. Over the years, there had been no fewer than eighty, if not a hundred, girls who held grudges against him for things like this.
Sometimes, he really wondered if there was something wrong with their brains.
Then, Feng Xiaotian looked toward the Shrek team and asked, "Are you still going to fight?"
To him, it didn't really matter whether they continued or not. He just felt that the strength he had just displayed was already enough to make Shrek back down.
After all, stepping onto the stage now would have no meaning other than getting beaten.
"We, Shrek, concede!"
Just as Feng Xiaotian expected, after exchanging glances, Yu Xiaogang and the others decisively chose to surrender.
If it were a team battle, Yu Xiaogang felt they might still have a chance by using their trump cards.
But in a one-on-one arena match, defeating Feng Xiaotian was nothing short of a fool's dream.
Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian said nothing more and quickly left the stage.
Midnight, Tianshui Academy camp.
Sensing movement outside, awoke from meditation and vanished from his room in a flash.
The next moment, he appeared atop the camp, looking at the handsome man before him and said calmly, "Feng Xiaotian, instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?"
"For tomorrow's match, how about we decide the outcome with a single battle between the two of us?"
Feng Xiaotian smiled slightly as he spoke.
At this point, the promotion tournament was nearing its end—only one day remained.
And coincidentally, Tianshui Academy and Kamikaze Academy were set to face each other on that final day.
"One battle to decide the winner?"
Hearing this, Shui Wuhen's lips curled slightly. "Alright, I accept your challenge."
In fact, even if Feng Xiaotian hadn't come to propose it, the final result would inevitably become a duel between the two of them.
Their strength clearly surpassed all other participants in this tournament. If they wished, they could easily sweep through the opposing teams.
Even could at most force Feng Xiaotian to expend a bit more spirit power.
But did Shui Wuhen need his sister to wear down Feng Xiaotian?
Not at all.
Even if Feng Xiaotian had truly broken through to that level as he suspected, he still wouldn't be his opponent.
Of this, Shui Wuhen was absolutely confident.
Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian smiled in satisfaction, then flapped the cyan wings behind him and departed.
The next day, the Grand Arena!
"Sword Douluo, have you been assigned to protect Sect Master Ning recently?"
In the VIP section, smiled as he greeted the refined middle-aged man standing beside .
This man wore a snow-white robe, his silver hair neatly combed behind him, exuding a sharp and piercing aura. He was one of the two pillars of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—a level 96 Title Douluo, known as the Sword Douluo, .
"Duty calls."
Chen Xin gave a slight bow to Emperor Xue Ye before turning his gaze toward the arena below.
Seeing this, Emperor Xue Ye smiled faintly. "Sword Douluo has come at just the right time. There's a match today that I'm particularly looking forward to."
"Oh?"
Chen Xin showed a hint of surprise. "Who could have earned Your Majesty's favor?"
"Hehe, I believe Sword Douluo has heard of them as well—it's Shui Wuhen of Tianshui Academy and Feng Xiaotian of Kamikaze Academy," Emperor Xue Ye replied.
Chen Xin nodded in realization. "Those two… I recall they are both Spirit Kings. It's been a long time since I've seen a team outside of Spirit Hall with Spirit Kings."
The Elite Tournament required participants to be under twenty-five years old—meaning they had to reach Spirit King before that age. Even for prodigies, this was an extremely harsh requirement.
Moreover, most participants didn't wait until twenty-four to compete. Many entered at eighteen or nineteen, at most in their early twenties. Under such circumstances, reaching Spirit Ancestor was already considered exceptional.
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi suddenly smiled and said, "Then let us watch together. I'm also curious as to who is stronger—Shui Wuhen or Feng Xiaotian."
Under their watchful eyes, match after match passed, until it was finally time for Tianshui Academy versus Kamikaze Academy.
Upon hearing the referee's call, Shui Wuhen and Feng Xiaotian stood up simultaneously and flew onto the arena.
Tap~
The moment he landed, a dazzling cyan light erupted from Feng Xiaotian's body. A wolf head, seemingly solid, appeared on his left shoulder, its gaze locked fiercely onto Shui Wuhen.
Feng Xiaotian's martial spirit was the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf, mutated from the Gale Demon Wolf. It possessed powerful offensive capabilities and speed rivaling agility-type spirit masters of the same rank, making its combat strength comparable to top-tier martial spirits.
"Mm~"
Opposite him, Shui Wuhen emitted an icy blue glow. In the next instant, was summoned. After glancing around, it immediately flew upward and began circling above.
Feng Xiaotian glanced at Articuno overhead and said, "You could let it fight alongside you. I'd also like to see just how much power you can unleash together."
"If you're strong enough, you'll see it."
An icy blue blade condensed in Shui Wuhen's hand as his eyes fixed silently on Feng Xiaotian.
Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian let out a self-deprecating laugh. "Is that so? Seems I've been underestimated."
"In that case, how about this?"
As he spoke, Feng Xiaotian stopped holding back and released all his spirit rings.
In an instant—
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black!
Six spirit rings appeared one after another, circling around his body and radiating multicolored light.
Seeing this, Emperor Xue Ye, Bishop , Ning Fengzhi, and the others all stood up in shock, staring at Feng Xiaotian below.
More precisely, they were staring at the six spirit rings surrounding him!
"Spirit Emperor… he's actually a Spirit Emperor!"
Emperor Xue Ye exclaimed in disbelief.
Ning Fengzhi was equally stunned.
If a twenty-four-year-old Spirit King was still within his expectations, then a twenty-four-year-old Spirit Emperor had completely surpassed them.
Even the two Title Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had not reached such heights at that age.
"Impossible! How could Feng Xiaotian be a Spirit Emperor?"
Salas's expression shifted repeatedly, clearly unable to accept this reality.