Chapter 689 The strong wind is coming

Although Wang Xing is strong, there is still a big gap when facing the powerful Soul Emperor-level soul master who spans two levels.

Moreover, Feng Xiaotian is not an ordinary Soul Emperor.

To think simply, you can think of him as an upgraded version of Lin Meng.

Wang Xing was sweating profusely, feeling his only remaining Mars ray, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself:

“Although there is a big gap between him and the old ancestor of our team, to me, this guy is also a complete monster.

The rest is up to you.”

As the strong wind blew, Wang Xing calmed himself in the chaos and pulled the distant Mars close to his chest to resist the pressure and to stabilize the energy of Mars to the greatest extent possible.

Feng Xiaotian has arrived at the edge of the venue and the battle is about to break out.

Wang Xing was ready and shot the last Martian ray at Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian also felt a vague threat that kept moving all over his body, and he knew that he was being targeted by Wang Xing.

This automatically triggered, intuitive perception of danger is a skill Feng Xiaotian honed in violent hurricanes.

However, ever since he broke through to become a Soul Emperor, it has become difficult for him to feel this kind of threat from his peers.

When he was fighting Huo Wu, this perception was automatically activated. However, the speed of Huo Wu's whip was too fast, and even if he sensed it, his body could not react.

“It’s not just me who has grown over the years, your growth is also truly amazing.

But because of the difference in talent, even if we put in the same effort, the gap between us will only get bigger.

Today, I will let you experience this for yourself.”

After Feng Xiaotian expressed his emotion to Wang Xing, he suddenly stepped into the venue.

Possessed by animal spirit.

The green wind lingers and the wolf's howl echoes.

The moment he appeared on the stage, Feng Xiaotian's whole body was filled with green light, his entire body suddenly expanded in size, his hair turned green, and a symbolic wolf head emerged from his left shoulder.

The Gale Two-Headed Wolf spirit possessed the body successfully.

Feng Xiaotian’s speed is indeed very fast, but Wang Xing will not miss the opportunity for his opponent to switch.

"Martian ray!"

Without any cover, Wang Xing relied on the explosive power of the rays to launch his final attack.

However, the Martian rays, which had always been invincible, swept across Feng Xiaotian's shadow when attacking Feng Xiaotian, and shot directly out of the field.

Just when Wang Xing was about to look for Feng Xiaotian, he found that Feng Xiaotian's figure disappeared before his eyes.

“Disappeared?

No, I lost him!"

Wang Xing is very familiar with this situation. He often encounters it when playing against Lin Meng in the team.

That is to rely on overwhelming speed to escape his perception, even vision, and avoid the light-speed attack of Martian rays in advance.

Almost instinctively, the Martian rays in front of Wang Xing made a 180-degree turn, and the long, blazing white sword pointed directly at his neck, looking like he was committing suicide.

Of course, Wang Xing would not think too much. In the high-speed world, if you look at the front end where his "sword tip" is pointing, that is, behind Wang Xing, a green figure appears.

At some point, Feng Xiaotian's huge figure had circled behind Wang Xing, and his sharp wolf claws had already grabbed Wang Xing's back.

And at this critical moment when his life was hanging by a thread, Wang Xing's suicidal attack just happened to sweep towards Feng Xiaotian's body.

When Feng Xiaotian saw the blazing white light coming, he was also amazed at Wang Xing's combat experience and courage.

This kind of attack directed at one's neck and body cannot be carried out to this extent without courage and confidence.

"But this is not an attack I can't react to."

Feng Xiaotian turned his wrist, and the direction of the wolf claw was immediately aimed at the incoming rays, and green energy flashed at the front end of the wolf claw.

A green light flashed, and Feng Xiaotian's wolf claws swung out five semi-arc-shaped wind blades.

The five wind blades quickly merged at the moment of being shot out, and compressed into a thin blade that was smaller and thinner than a single wind blade.

The speed and power of the wind blade suddenly increased, and it collided with the Martian ray before it swept towards his body, instantly cutting off the ray.

As extremely compressed energy, the speed and cutting force of this wind blade are comparable to those of Martian rays.

However, Feng Xiaotian only used his first soul skill, Wind Blade Array.

In a head-on confrontation between energy and energy, speed and speed, Feng Xiaotian almost surpassed Wang Xing in all aspects.

Even if the two were facing each other, Feng Xiaotian could easily split the rays with this move.

The blazing white and blue lights brushed against each other, leaving long and thin cuts on the ground one after another.

This is like the final blow between two peerless swordsmen, which determines victory or defeat, as well as life or death.

"flutter!"

The blade flashed past, and the winner was decided.

Wang Xing fell into a coma due to the severe depletion of his soul and mental power, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Feng Xiaotian retracted the wolf claw in his palm, turned towards Chihuo Academy, and looked at Huo Wushuang provocatively.

The confrontation between the two sides was too short, but the danger involved was more thrilling than any other confrontation.

If you are not careful, the sharp edge may cause irreversible consequences.

Huo Wushuang, who was stared at by Feng Xiaotian, had a solemn expression on his face. He did not expect that Feng Xiaotian's strength had improved to this level.

Feng Xiaotian's control over the wind element and his pure physical speed were far beyond their imagination.

At this point in the competition, Feng Xiaotian has finally revealed his true strength.

But these alone could not make Huo Wushuang retreat. He called out, "Lingyun, it's your turn to play."

Ling Yun's tall figure stood up from behind Huo Wushuang and walked forward steadily.

After seeing Feng Xiaotian's speed far exceeding Lin Meng's, and his attack of Martian rays that was no weaker than that of Mars, Ling Yun felt a sudden increase in pressure.

However, he did not feel fear, but more of a desire to test his own limits.

Wang Xing was quickly moved off the venue. To cooperate with Wang Xing, Ling Yun immediately stepped into the venue, leaving Feng Xiaotian no time to adjust.

Feng Xiaotian was about eighty meters away from him. He seemed disdainful of taking advantage of the opportunity and had not moved a single step from the other side of the field since then.

Although this seemed to underestimate Ling Yun, Ling Yun did not care about his face and directly used this opportunity to quickly condense Mars.

Four soul rings appeared behind him, and the light of the four soul rings quickly moved up and down.

He condensed four sparks of different sizes at the same time. This method of controlling four things while distracting others was either difficult for him or it would increase his mental exhaustion in a short period of time.

However, he was not worried about the consumption of mental energy, because he knew very well that the battle would be over soon.

Just when all the soul power in his body was condensed into sparks, a gust of wind came.

Feng Xiaotian's figure, which was far away on the other side, appeared only twenty meters away from Lingyun at some point.

At the same time, his claws formed phantoms and swung out several tiny wind blades.

The compressed first soul skill passed through the gap in the wind element and shot towards Wang Xing with almost zero wind resistance.

And it perfectly blocks the evasion route.