Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 285 Fierce Battle: Team Battle Instantly Turns into Individual Battle

With the preliminary rounds nearing their end, Han Li felt embarrassed to continue slacking off, so he returned to the stands to fulfill his duties as the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall and a guest.

The atmosphere in the stands was much better than before. The most obvious change was the increased dialogue between the three academic committee members and Xue Ye. This was understandable, given that the second team of Tian Dou Royal Academy had performed quite well this time and had secured a spot in the finals.

Although this may not be of much use in the final championship race, it can still be said that they gained face by playing at home.

Yu Yuanzhen's expression was rather somber. Thunder Academy was almost certain to be eliminated, but fortunately, Yu Tianheng was the captain of the Royal Fighting Team 1, which directly secured his place in the finals, preventing him from losing face completely.

Salas and Huyan Zhen were quite happy. Among the five teams that advanced from the Tiandou City division, Tianshui Academy and Xiangjia Academy had secured their spots. What more could they ask for?

As for Ning Fengzhi, as always, he was unpredictable, and simply smiled and nodded in greeting to Han Li's arrival.

The competition proceeded as scheduled, and the atmosphere in the venue was electric.

Meanwhile, on the arena, the Royal Fighting Team 2 and the members of the Divine Wind Academy also made their appearance.

Both sides were confident in themselves, and since the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy was no longer involved in the competition for spots, the tense and confrontational atmosphere was somewhat weaker than in previous matches.

There were no tactics involved; the moment the whistle blew, both sides began to move.

On the Shenfeng Academy side, all the students have already reached mid-air. They can be said to be the only Soul Master Academy in the competition where all members have the ability to fly.

Meanwhile, at the Royal Academy, in addition to Ning Rongrong and Oscar, pale pink wings also appeared behind them.

After their skills were fully enhanced, the two did not hesitate and immediately raised their hands to concede defeat, then walked off the stage without looking back.

Oscar had already handed the last two flying mushroom sausages to Tang San. His soul power was almost exhausted, so there was no need for him to stay on the stage any longer. The same applied to Ning Rongrong. The amplification had already been given, so she was of no use other than being a target.

Kamikaze Academy was well aware that their opponents were preparing for a fast break, which happened to be something they were also very good at.

Feng Xiaotian approached Tang San, and the other six, without being told, took the initiative to surround the other four. Although the other side had two Soul Masters, aerial combat was their forte.

From the very beginning, the battle immediately reached a fever pitch.

Dai Mubai and the others were well aware that they only had one minute to fly, so they took advantage of the speed of the cockscomb serpent and rushed directly towards the other side.

On the other hand, Tang San and Feng Xiaotian were still engaged in a chase, briefly colliding with each other while occasionally using their skills to cause trouble for their teammates.

On the other side of the melee, the six members of Shenfeng Academy had a certain advantage. The main reason was that, facing their wind attribute, Ma Hongjun was almost a large decoration. He couldn't use his skills, nor could he not use them. So, naturally, he became the first member to be eliminated.

Of course, he wasn't entirely useless. His elimination created an opportunity for Xiao Wu. Seizing the gap in the opponent's skills, Xiao Wu used her combo skills in succession, taking down one person from the Shenfeng Academy. With Dai Mubai's assistance, she successfully fought off another opponent, but she was also eliminated.

The situation did not improve. The six-on-four situation became four-on-two, and their flight time was running out. Once they landed, Dai Mubai and Tailong would really become sitting ducks. Even if they were stronger than their opponents, they would only be worn down to death.

However, this was something they had anticipated before the competition. Seeing that the flight time was about to end, the two flew towards Tang San and Feng Xiaotian without looking back, seemingly wanting to join forces with Tang San at the last moment and take down Feng Xiaotian, their biggest threat.

As expected, the members of Kamikaze Academy were also fooled.

It's not surprising that they did this. In battle, it's only natural to quickly support teammates. However, just when they chose to give chase, Dai Mubai and Tailong unexpectedly chose to turn back, and in doing so, they also activated the final burst of the flying mushroom sausage.

Amidst Dai Mubai's White Tiger Meteor Shower, the two, shielded by his abilities, charged towards the remaining four members of the Divine Wind Academy. After enduring a certain amount of damage, they firmly locked them in mid-air.

Meanwhile, Tang San smiled and cooperated with the two, activating his third soul skill. Together with the two, he launched the Spider Web Binding, sending all six of them flying off the arena.

In an instant, eight people were eliminated, leaving only Tang San and Feng Xiaotian on the stage.

"A good choice."

Feng Xiaotian took a deep breath and looked at Tang San opposite him. He could only blame themselves for being too careless and not making full use of their air combat advantage. They still habitually relied on speed to fight speed and ignored the fact that this was a team that did not like to play by the rules.

"However, I will still win."

Feng Xiaotian was very confident. Of all the contestants who had appeared in the competition so far, in a one-on-one fight, apart from being somewhat wary of Zhu Zhuqing unleashing a powerful move at the start that would instantly eliminate him, he didn't think anyone else, including Huo Wu, whom he liked very much, could beat him.

"Your hidden weapons have no effect on me."

As he spoke, a visible cyan whirlwind appeared around Feng Xiaotian, wildly exuding its aura. The phantom of the two-headed Gale Wolf behind him also emerged, roaring towards Tang San's direction.

"Whether I do or not isn't up to you to decide, and who told you I only know how to use hidden weapons?"

As Tang San replied, the hidden weapon formed from the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass was already being thrown towards Feng Xiaotian. He took the opportunity to replenish his own with a flying mushroom sausage. The difference between having it and not having it was quite significant, as it allowed him to regain the balance of power from the passive situation.

Feng Xiaotian was not lying. Tang San's hidden weapon skills were indeed exquisite, but in a one-on-one situation, he could hardly even get close.

Before the hidden weapons could even get close, they were disrupted by the wind around Feng Xiaotian, either being guided to the side or the grass and leaves were directly pulverized. Apart from consuming some soul power from each other, they had no other effect.

However, Tang San had already achieved his goal. Oscar's flying mushroom sausage still needed a little time to activate after being swallowed, and this brief delay was enough.

His wings had been reattached, and to Feng Xiaotian's surprise, Tang San charged towards him using the acceleration from the wings.

Are you that confident in your close-combat skills?

Such a thought flashed through Feng Xiaotian's mind. He admitted that Tang San's close combat ability was indeed good, but don't forget that his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. Can he really withstand a head-on collision with him? His attacks are also sharp and effective, which is a natural counter to Blue Silver Grass.

But the other party had already made a move, and there wasn't enough time for him to think.

Feng Xiaotian chose to charge forward recklessly, and the moment his body lunged out, his first spirit ring lit up.

Wind blades arrayed.

After the martial soul was attached to his body, his hands had transformed into wolf claws. Sharp claws sprang out from his palms, and with each swing, ten semi-circular wind blades shot out with a piercing sound as they pierced the air, heading straight for Tang San, who had also launched a charge.

Under Feng Xiaotian's control, wind blades blocked Tang San's path forward at tricky angles, targeting his head, abdomen, and feet.

Despite facing Feng Xiaotian's dense wind blade attack, Tang San did not reduce his speed, as this was not the first time he had seen such an attack.

The Ghostly Shadow Step was already ingrained in Tang San's bones. With a slight movement of his toes, his body began to flash rapidly, leaving behind a series of afterimages under the enhancement of extreme speed, truly capturing the essence of a ghost.

To Feng Xiaotian's surprise, he was unable to lock onto the opponent's aura, let alone control the wind blades for precise attacks. Thus, he could only continue to manipulate the wind blades to launch indiscriminate attacks.

The wind blade missed its target, and with Tang San's unpredictable swaying and wobbling, it struck the arena behind him. Tang San stopped dodging and appeared unharmed in Feng Xiaotian's sight.

Their eyes clashed in mid-air, but their figures didn't pause for a moment; their wolf claws and palms collided.

Feng Xiaotian's wolf claws flashed with cold light as they headed straight for Tang San's chest, but were caught by hands wrapped in Blue Silver Grass. Even though the Blue Silver Grass on the hands began to crack upon contact, it held on and was guided to the side when it actually touched the hands.

Moreover, Tang San appeared quite composed.

With his claws missing their mark, Feng Xiaotian turned around and swung his claws again, this time even faster than before.

But to his dismay, before his wolf claws could even touch his opponent, Tang San's fist had already slammed into his forearm.

As Tang San slammed into Feng Xiaotian, he also shifted his weight and pressed against Feng Xiaotian's body. Not only that, but his right hand transformed from a fist into a claw, aiming for the pulse point on Feng Xiaotian's wrist.

His martial spirit was not idle either. As the spirit rings flashed, blue silver entanglements silently spread from the soles of Feng Xiaotian's feet, attempting to fix him in place.

His close combat skills are definitely better than mine, and he's incredibly strong.

As Feng Xiaotian felt the pain in his right forearm, this thought arose in his mind.

Of course, his movements did not stop. A blue hurricane rose from his feet, shattering the Blue Silver Grass that was trying to trap him. He then suddenly flipped his wrist, and several small wind blades shot towards Tang San's hand that was reaching for him.

The wind blades that erupt at close range are an advantage that Feng Xiaotian's mutated martial soul brings him. Although the power is not as good as the soul skill, it is still one of his advantages.

Upon seeing this, Tang San's expression darkened, and he quickly withdrew his hands, leaping backward to create distance between them once again.

(End of this chapter)