39: Chapter 39 Academy Arena, One Sword Strike Destroys

The four of them soon arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena of Shenfeng Academy.

This was an open-air venue; it was not very large in scale, but it was well-equipped, featuring three arenas arranged in a triangle in the center.

At this moment, students were engaged in intense combat on each arena; their Spirit Abilities were dazzling, and from time to time, the booming sounds of colliding Spirit Abilities could be heard.

Many students were gathered around the arenas, watching the battles.

"Greetings, Dean!"

"Senior Feng!"

...

Seeing the arrival of Dean Feng and Feng Xiaotian, many students greeted them respectfully.

When their gazes fell upon Ji Xuan and his companion, there was a bit more curiosity and inquiry.

Some infatuated female students, seeing Ji Xuan's handsome face and outstanding temperament, could not help but whisper to each other.

"Who is that young man? He is so handsome..."

"I haven't seen him before, but he isn't wearing the academy uniform, so he probably isn't from our academy."

"I wonder if he has a girlfriend."

...

Ji Xuan did not pay any attention to the gazes and discussions of the crowd; his expression remained as usual.

Gold Crocodile Douluo was even more like an invisible person; his Aura was restrained, and he followed silently behind Ji Xuan.

Feng Xiaotian looked at the ongoing battle on the arena and said to Ji Xuan, "Brother Ji, it seems we will have to wait for a moment."

"No matter," Ji Xuan said indifferently.

...

About half an incense stick later.

The winner and loser were decided on one of the arenas, and the two students jumped off, leaving the space vacant.

"Brother Ji, please," Feng Xiaotian said, gesturing with his hand.

Ji Xuan nodded slightly, lightly tapped his toes on the ground, and leaped onto the arena with ease.

Feng Xiaotian followed closely behind, leaped onto the arena, and stood opposite Ji Xuan.

Seeing the academy's prominent figure, Feng Xiaotian, take the stage, and his opponent being an unfamiliar youth, an uproar immediately erupted from the crowd below.

"Senior Feng is going to spar with someone?"

"Who is that kid? He doesn't look very old, yet he dares to challenge Senior Feng?"

"Senior Feng is our academy's number one Genius; this will be interesting to watch!"

"Go, Senior Feng!!"

"Go, young man!!" some female students cheered for Ji Xuan.

The referee was an instructor from the academy. He looked down at Dean Feng, and seeing the Dean nod, he stepped forward and said according to custom, "Both sides, please prepare!"

"Feng Xiaotian, Spirit Double Headed Storm Wolf, Rank 38 Spirit Elder, please advise!"

As soon as his voice fell, a loud wolf howl rang out. Cyan Soul Power light surged from Feng Xiaotian's body, and the phantom of a Double Headed Storm Wolf condensed. Three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—rose from beneath his feet, slowly pulsing.

"Ji Xuan, Rank 35 Spirit Elder, please advise." Ji Xuan did not release his Spirit.

Two months had passed, and his Soul Power had already increased by one Rank.

"Brother Ji, are you not going to release your Spirit?" Feng Xiaotian was slightly stunned and asked in confusion.

Ji Xuan nodded calmly without saying much.

The crowd below was in an uproar at this sight.

"What! That kid is actually not using his Spirit?"

"He must be crazy! To dare to be so arrogant when facing Senior Feng!"

"That kid is looking down on Senior Feng too much!"

"Haven't you noticed that he is only Rank 35 at such a young age?"

...

On the arena, Feng Xiaotian said in a deep voice, "Since that is the case, please excuse me!"

"First Spirit Ability, Storm Blade Array!"

Feng Xiaotian condensed a cyan vortex in both hands, and immediately, a cross-shaped wind blade slashed towards Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan did not even move his feet; he simply pointed his right hand like a sword and casually slashed in front of himself.

"Boom—"

A sharp Sword Qi precisely struck the wind blade, and the wind blade shattered instantly.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian gave a low shout, "Second Spirit Ability, Double Wolf Possession!"

A wolf howl rang out, and Feng Xiaotian's attack, defense, and speed increased by fifty percent.

Immediately after, his third spirit ring lit up, "Third Spirit Ability, Storm Wings!"

A pair of huge cyan wings spread out from behind Feng Xiaotian. With a flap of his wings, he hovered in the air.

"Brother Ji, be careful!"

From the previous probing, he knew that Ji Xuan's strength was not as it appeared on the surface.

Perhaps only by using his strongest self-created Spirit Ability would he have a chance.

"Storm Devil Wolf Twenty Consecutive Slashes!"

Feng Xiaotian's figure turned into a streak of cyan light, swooping down. His body turned, and the wings behind him slashed towards Ji Xuan.

Feng Xiaotian's speed was extremely fast; an ordinary Spirit Elder would likely not even have time to react.

However, in Ji Xuan's eyes, Feng Xiaotian's movements were clearly visible.

He still did not release his Spirit; he simply raised his hand and grasped into the void. The wind elements around his body surged, and a solid cyan longsword condensed in his palm.

Ji Xuan moved his wrist, meeting every one of Feng Xiaotian's attacks.

"Chi! Chi! Chi..."

In the blink of an eye, Feng Xiaotian had already charged nineteen times.

Ji Xuan could clearly feel that the force of each of his strikes was constantly increasing; this final strike was enough to threaten a high-Rank Spirit Ancestor.

The students below watched in astonishment; Senior Feng had attacked so many times.

Ji Xuan had still not moved his feet, nor had he released his Spirit, yet he remained at ease.

Just then, as Feng Xiaotian's final strike was about to land.

Ji Xuan moved.

This time, Ji Xuan's movements were very fast.

He saw his figure flicker, like a ghost, and he appeared abruptly at Feng Xiaotian's side. The sword body struck Feng Xiaotian's power-generating node with extreme precision.

It perfectly interrupted Feng Xiaotian's most critical rhythm!

Feng Xiaotian only felt the Soul Power surging through his body suddenly stagnate.

Immediately after, like a deflated ball, the accumulated Aura dissipated instantly.

He let out a muffled groan and fell from the air. The blood in his body surged, and the Twenty Consecutive Slashes that were about to be unleashed were forcibly stifled.

The wings behind him also dissipated along with it.

The entire Soul Fighting Arena instantly went quiet.

Everyone looked at the stage, dumbfounded.

The powerful Senior Feng in their minds, with his strongest self-created Spirit Ability, was actually defeated by the opponent with one sword?!

Dean Feng below saw this, his pupils shaking violently.

Is this the strength of the future Saint of Spirit Hall?

He had defeated his grandson without even using his Spirit.

Moreover, his control over wind elements was so superb.

A moment later, Feng Xiaotian on the stage stood up where he was, panting heavily, his eyes full of disbelief and frustration.

Ji Xuan's age and Soul Power were clearly far inferior to his, yet he had lost so thoroughly, and even his strongest killer move had been easily dismantled.

Furthermore, Ji Xuan's speed was much faster than his; he didn't even have a chance to react just now, and the winner had already been decided.

After a while, Feng Xiaotian took a deep breath, suppressed his surging blood, cupped his hands towards Ji Xuan, and said sincerely, "Brother Ji, I am convinced of my defeat!"

"You are too kind," Ji Xuan nodded slightly and dispersed the cyan longsword in his hand.

The referee announced, "The winner is, Ji Xuan."

The crowd below finally came back to their senses and immediately began discussing...

Some girls were cheering for Ji Xuan, while others were discussing Ji Xuan's identity...

Ji Xuan did not pay attention and, along with Feng Xiaotian, jumped off the arena one after the other.

They did not stay long at the Soul Fighting Arena, and the four of them headed towards the Dean's office.