Chapter 117: Sheng Feng Xiao Tian

Chapter 117: Sheng Feng Xiao Tian
Feng Xiaotian laughed out loud when he heard this: "Since Brother Yang wants to show his strength, I can't hide it anymore. I can't let you underestimate me."

Yang Pingan also nodded: "Brother Feng, it's time to let me see your true strength."

Feng Xiaotian's second and third soul rings lit up at the same time, and a pair of green wings stretched out from behind him. At the same time, a huge two-headed wind wolf also condensed behind him.

These were his soul skills, Double Wolf Possession and Swift Wind Wings. Especially after using the Swift Wind Wings, his entire body flew directly into the air, his original injuries recovered quickly, and even his soul power and physical condition returned to their best condition.

Facing Feng Xiaotian in the sky, Yang Ping'an just stood there quietly. Now he only had land soul skills and did not have much anti-air capabilities. However, Feng Xiaotian used two soul skills at the same time. Although he could use the advantage of flying in the sky to remain undefeated, the consumption of soul power when using two soul skills at the same time was definitely very large.

Feng Xiaotian said slowly: "Brother Yang, your physical strength is even stronger than I thought. I don't know how you trained yourself to be much stronger than me and as fast as me."

Yang Pingan couldn't help but smile: "Brother Feng, the training method is very simple, it's just to hone all aspects of your body to the limit. Come on, let me see your true strength."

Feng Xiaotian's expression also became serious at this time: "Brother Yang, you have also seen my self-created spirit skill. Today I will use my self-created spirit skill, the Swift Wind Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes, to challenge you."

Yang Pingan showed an excited expression on his face: "Come on, I also want to see the strongest attack power among the Soul Sect."

I saw the huge two-headed demon wolf behind Feng Xiaotian slowly attached to his body. It was his two wolves that were possessed, and his attack, defense and speed were all greatly improved.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xiaotian let out a long roar, and his whole body was covered with green light. The wings behind him turned into wind blades, and they came down from the sky as fast as lightning.

Yang Pingan didn't care about that, and all his soul power was attached to his hands, obviously wanting to use his hands to withstand Feng Xiaotian's move. To deal with Feng Xiaotian's move, apart from attacking in advance to interrupt it, the only way was to withstand it.

Feng Xiaotian rushed down from the sky, and the wind blade came directly over, but Yang Pingan used his palm to forcefully block Feng Xiaotian's move.

After Feng Xiaotian's attack, he immediately turned in the air and chopped down with Feng Yi again.

As Feng Xiaotian continued to chop down, using the force of each strike to spin and chop down again, each strike became more powerful than the last.

After Feng Xiaotian chopped him down for the twentieth time, Yang Ping'an felt his hands begin to tremble slightly, and his skin had been cut. It seemed that he could not bear it any longer with his body alone.

But at this time, Yang Ping'an's face also showed an extremely fierce expression. He had not been injured in a fight with others for a long time, and he had never encountered such a powerful opponent. This kind of bloody battle was really interesting.

When everyone at the scene saw the battle, they were almost all stunned. This was the first time Feng Xiaotian used his self-created soul skill. It seemed that its power was beyond everyone's imagination. In terms of combat effectiveness, it was far beyond what a Soul Master could achieve.

However, Yang Ping'an, who was fighting against him, seemed even more terrifying. He had only used his second soul skill so far, and his physical strength was actually enough to withstand the soul skill.

Yang Ping'an roared, and the third soul ring on his body flashed. A shadow of a purple-gold mastiff appeared behind him again, and then the shadow merged into his body. His physical fitness was greatly improved at this moment.

Especially those hands, the original two pairs of claws seemed to be covered with some special energy, like dragon claws.

This was Yang Ping'an's third soul skill: Dark Gold Demon Bear Transformation. Now the Purple Gold Mastiff had basically completed the transformation into a dragon, or it could be called Dark Gold Demon Dragon Transformation. When Feng Xiaotian chopped down from the sky again, Yang Ping'an's pair of dragon claws grabbed it directly, not only forcing the wind blade back, but if Feng Xiaotian wasn't too fast, he could have even crushed the wind blade.

Feng Xiaotian also gritted his teeth. Now that things have come to this point, he must use up all of his self-created soul skills, otherwise he will have no way out.

As Feng Xiaotian's wind blade continued to attack, the only sounds in the entire venue were the sound of the wind blade colliding with the dragon claw and the sound of the wind blade cutting through the air when flying at high speed.

Especially when it reached the 36th strike, Feng Xiaotian almost gritted his teeth and used the fourth soul skill: Demon Wolf Storm. Suddenly, countless wind blades turned into a huge two-headed demon wolf that fell from the sky, as if it was going to tear the entire arena apart.

Yang Ping'an gritted his teeth again, and in addition to the Dark Gold Dragon Transformation, his first soul ring flashed, and a black gold protective shield suddenly appeared all over his body. This was Yang Ping'an's first soul skill: Black Gold Protective Shield.

However, when the Black Gold Body Shield and the Dark Gold Demon Bear Transformation are used at the same time, the golden shield is like armor on the body, and the defenses seem to be superimposed on each other.

As Yang Ping'an roared, like a dragon's roar, a pair of huge dragon claws grabbed the two-headed demon wolf that fell from the sky, as if to tear him apart.

With the strongest blows from both sides, the entire marble arena seemed to be shattered, and countless smoke and dust seemed to cover the arena.

When everyone saw the ring again, Yang Ping'an was just standing there quietly. Feng Xiaotian was lying on the ground, spitting blood from the corner of his mouth. His soul power was exhausted and his limbs had no strength left. If Yang Ping'an had not held back at the last moment, he would have been able to tear through his body.

But Feng Xiaotian ignored the injuries on his body and said stubbornly: "Brother Yang, how much of your strength did you use?"

Yang Pingan thought for a moment before speaking: "About 70%."

Feng Xiaotian smiled bitterly: "I couldn't even force out your fourth soul skill. It seems that the gap between us is even greater than I thought."

After saying that, Feng Xiaotian fainted on the ground. The referee seemed to be awakened and quickly ruled that Yang Pingan was the winner.

The people from Kamikaze Academy quickly came to the arena and carried Feng Xiaotian forward to provide treatment.

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but shook his head and simply walked off the stage.

Team leader Meng Kang said with some hesitation: "Ping An, you should still have a lot of soul power. Don't you want to fight a few more games? Maybe you can defeat a few more."

Yang Pingan smiled slightly: "It's worth it to be able to fight Feng Xiaotian with all my strength. I don't have much interest in other people. Let's save some face for the Kamikaze Academy."

Except for Feng Xiaotian, everyone else in the Kamikaze Academy is a group of rookies. There is no point in fighting them, and there is no pressure. Besides, even if they fight against Feng Xiaotian, they can only exert 50% to 60% of their true strength, while their own soul power and physical strength are at least 50% less.

If he really continues to play like this, he might even be able to penetrate the Kamikaze Academy. He is still a friend after all, so give him some face.

(End of this chapter)