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Chapter 321 Gale Wolf's Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes

Hu Yanli grinned, revealing his white teeth, as he watched Feng Xiaotian charge towards him. But Feng Xiaotian saw only disdain and mockery in his eyes. He didn't even use his soul skill; he simply twisted his thick neck, making a "crack" sound, and then beckoned to Feng Xiaotian with his finger: "Kid, you're using all your strength on your mouth? Come on, hit me here." He pointed to his steel-like chest.

"You're courting death!" Feng Xiaotian roared in fury. His pride as a genius made him unable to tolerate such contempt! He instantly increased his speed to the limit, wind blades condensed in his hands, and the deep purple light of his fourth spirit ring suddenly shone brightest!
"Fourth Soul Skill, Demon Wolf Storm!"

Centered on Feng Xiaotian, an extremely violent azure tornado instantly formed! Countless wind blades within the tornado spun and cut wildly like a meat grinder, emitting a piercing shriek!

This is his strongest area-of-effect attack soul skill, incredibly powerful, and with strong suction and cutting effects! He's going to break through Hu Yanli's defenses in one strike!

The Demon Wolf Storm, carrying the force of destruction, slammed into Huyanli, who remained motionless!
"Li Ge, be careful!" Ning Rongrong added another boost to Hu Yanli's power with the "Fourth: Defense!" at just the right moment.

Hu Yanli laughed heartily. Facing the terrifying storm rushing towards him, he finally moved! The first and third spirit rings beneath his feet shone brightly!
"First Soul Skill, Diamond Skin!"

"Third Soul Skill, Mammoth Might!"

His skin instantly became crystal clear, reflecting seven colors like a diamond, his muscles bulged, and his aura became as heavy as a mountain!

Instead of dodging, he braced himself in a horse stance, crossed his arms to protect his chest, and actually intended to confront the storm of demonic wolves head-on!
"boom--!!!"

The azure storm completely engulfed Hu Yanli! Countless wind blades frantically slashed at his diamond-like skin, erupting in a continuous clashing of metal, sparks flying everywhere! The storm plowed deep furrows into the arena floor, sending pebbles flying!
The crowd in the stands held their breath, their eyes fixed on the eye of the storm. A glimmer of hope rose in the hearts of the supporters of the Divine Wind Academy, while those who knew more about Huyanli's defensive capabilities were filled with curiosity and anticipation.

The storm lasted for a few breaths before gradually subsiding.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the scene inside was revealed.

Hu Yanli remained firmly in place, his feet sinking deep into the ground, his arms crossed.

His diamond-like skin still shone, only bearing countless fine white scratches, as if it had been sanded, yet without a single tear! He didn't even take a single step back!

"What?!" The madness and confidence on Feng Xiaotian's face froze instantly, turning into disbelief and horror!

His strongest fourth soul skill couldn't even break through the opponent's outer layer?! What kind of monstrous defense is this?!
"The force was alright, about the same as a tickle." Hu Yanli lowered his arms, patted off non-existent dust from his chest, and grinned. "Kid, do you have anything stronger? If not, it's my turn." Feng Xiaotian's face turned deathly pale, his heart filled with turmoil, but his dignity as captain and his unwillingness to accept this outcome made it impossible for him to accept it. "No... impossible! I still have more! Take my self-created soul skill—the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Wolf!"

He knew that ordinary soul skills would be ineffective, so he could only pin his hopes on his own self-created soul skill, which combined speed and attack power to the extreme!

He flapped his Gale Wings again, pushing his speed to its absolute limit. He seemed to transform into an invisible wind, spinning rapidly around Hu Yanli!
The wind blades in his hand kept condensing and slashing out, each strike amplifying in power with the speed and force of rotation, each strike faster and more ruthless than the last! The afterimages of the cyan wind blades almost completely enveloped Hu Yanli!

This is Feng Xiaotian's trump card, which has helped him defeat many powerful enemies who are of a higher level!
"First strike! Second strike! Third strike!..." Feng Xiaotian counted silently in his mind, completely integrating his soul power and will into this continuous series of strikes!
"Ding ding ding ding ding...!"

A series of crisp, rapid sounds, like a torrential downpour hitting banana leaves, exploded on Hu Yanli's body! This time, deeper dents finally began to appear on Hu Yanli's diamond-encrusted skin, and occasionally, small fragments of diamond were even shattered and sent flying!

"Oh? This is somewhat interesting." Hu Yanli raised an eyebrow, seemingly acknowledging the power of this self-created soul skill.

But he still didn't dodge, nor did he use any stronger defensive soul skills. Instead, he poured more soul power into his diamond skin, enjoying the rapid and intense attacks with great interest.

"The fifteenth strike! The sixteenth strike! ... The twenty-fifth strike!..." Veins bulged on Feng Xiaotian's forehead, sweat poured down his face, and his soul power poured out like a flood! He could already feel his strength failing him; the consumption of soul power and physical strength from these thirty-six consecutive strikes was terrifying!
However, apart from having more dents on his skin, Hu Yanli's breathing remained as steady as a mountain, and he even... yawned out of boredom?!
"Thirty...thirty-fifth strike! The thirty-sixth strike—slash!!!" Feng Xiaotian squeezed out the last bit of soul power and unleashed the fiercest and most frenzied strike! A condensed, crescent-shaped cyan wind blade tore through the air and slashed fiercely into the center of Hu Yanli's chest!

"Qiang——!!!"

A resounding clang of metal clashing!

A clear, half-foot-long white gash was finally slashed across the diamond-like skin on Huyanli's chest, but that was all! Not even a drop of blood was seen!
After unleashing this final strike, Feng Xiaotian seemed to have all his strength drained away. The whirlwind wings on his back vanished instantly, and he fell helplessly from mid-air, kneeling on one knee, barely supporting himself with the wind blades. He gasped for breath, his face ashen, covered in a mixture of sweat and dust, looking utterly wretched. His soul power was completely exhausted.

The whole place was dead silent.

Everyone, including the six members of the Kamikaze Academy who were struggling to hold their opponents, stared in disbelief at the scene.

Feng Xiaotian, the genius captain of Shenfeng Academy, a level 44 Soul Master, poured all his soul power into his attack, using his strongest soul skills and self-created techniques in a storm-like assault... yet, he only managed to leave a few white marks on his opponent? Not even a minor injury?!
(End of this chapter)