Chapter 111: Challenging Feng Xiaotian
Seeing Dai Weis say her name, Huo Wu was slightly surprised and quickly asked, "Big brother, how do you know my name? Have we met before?"
"I'm also going to participate in the next Soul Master Competition. How could I not investigate your background? I not only know you, but I also know the person next to you is your brother, Huo Wushuang. Both of you are geniuses of Blazing Fire Academy!"
At this point, Dai Weis raised his eyes to look at Feng Xiaotian beside him and said softly, "As for you, you're the number one genius of Divine Wind Academy—Feng Xiaotian—an extremely rare innate full soul power talent."
In fact, the true innate full soul power geniuses on the Douluo Continent were Feng Xiaotian, Oscar, and Bibi Dong.
Xiao Wu was a soul beast incarnation, Tang San had practiced Xuantian Skill for several years, and Qian Renxue had a god-level spirit with an innate soul power reaching level 20.
But Feng Xiaotian's innate full soul power had been essentially ruined by his own choices. He clearly had full innate soul power, but insisted on researching self-created soul skills. While his self-created techniques were undeniably strong, they also had obvious flaws.
If one doesn't focus on proper cultivation in the early stages and instead develops soul skills, it only wastes precious time.
Feng Xiaotian was now 22 years old, a year older than Dai Weis, but his soul power was only at a pitiful level 40. Even if he didn't surpass Dai Weis, he should at least be beyond level 50.
In the original work, the body's soul power had already reached level 49—five levels higher than Feng Xiaotian despite his full innate talent. This showed just how much time Feng Xiaotian had squandered.
"White Tiger badge? I suppose you're from Star Luo Royal Academy? And a member of the Star Luo Royal Family!" Feng Xiaotian noticed the white tiger emblem on Dai Weis's chest and recognized his identity instantly.
"I suppose you're a core member of the Star Luo Royal Academy's first team—maybe even the captain? I didn't expect you to know me too."
"Heh, full innate soul power... how could I not look into someone like you? But honestly, your talent has gone to waste. To be at only level 40 with full innate soul power? That's just tragic."
"You!"
Feng Xiaotian was immediately angered. He snapped back, "That's because I focused on developing my self-created soul skills! Let me tell you—my self-created techniques are powerful!
Even our dean says that with my self-created soul skill, I can go toe-to-toe with a Soul King!"
"Self-created soul skill?!"
As soon as he said this, Anna, who was standing behind Li Hu, was visibly stunned. She had never imagined that Feng Xiaotian had developed his own self-created soul skill.
Until now, the only soul master she'd seen with a self-created skill was Dai Weis—and his skill had already proven strong enough to challenge higher-ranked opponents.
"Idiot."
Compared to Anna's shock, Dai Weis's evaluation was blunt and cold.
"Without solid cultivation, no matter how much you train your self-created soul skills, how powerful can they really be?"
"What did you say?!"
Feng Xiaotian yelled in anger. He couldn't accept that the Wind Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes, which he had devoted years to, was now being dismissed as a waste. How could he accept such an insult?
"Am I wrong? Once you become a Titled Douluo, any of your attacks will surpass what you're capable of now. So what's the point of developing soul skills at your current level?
Even if you're passionate about martial arts and want to develop unique skills, once you're a Titled Douluo, you'll live at least two hundred more years. That's two centuries of time to create techniques. Wouldn't that be better?
But by obsessing over your own soul skills now, you're only wasting your god-given talent. Honestly, with your current strength, I could beat you one-handed—without even using a single soul skill."
"Me? No—I don't believe it! I'll never admit something like that!" Feng Xiaotian shook his head wildly, his expression twisted in rage.
Suddenly, he looked up at Dai Weis with red eyes filled with murderous intent. He couldn't believe that all his hard work these years was being called worthless.
"You think you can beat me with one hand? Then prove it! I want to see how deep your strength runs. Let's fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xiaotian completed his spirit possession. His muscles swelled as he transformed into a werewolf. Behind him, the spirit of the Swift Wind Two-Headed Wolf let out a sharp howl!
"Feng Xiaotian! Spirit: Swift Wind Two-Headed Wolf. Level 40 agility-type assault system—please instruct me!"
Seeing Feng Xiaotian so impulsively activate his spirit, Huo Wu quickly scolded, "Feng Xiaotian, stop it! They just returned the Fiery Mad Lion to us. Don't cause trouble!"
She even kicked him. Normally, Feng Xiaotian would obey her without hesitation, but this time, it involved his pride and years of dedication—he couldn't hold back.
Hard work cannot be denied. Effort cannot be stepped on. He refused to let Dai Weis dismiss everything he had worked for.
Strength would prove the truth.
"I'm sorry, Huo Wu. I can't back down. I have to let him witness the strength of my Wind Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!"
"You—you—you!" Huo Wu was furious. She never expected her loyal little follower to defy her like this.
Just as she was about to say more, Dai Weis suddenly moved.
Roar!
With a tiger's roar mixed with a dragon's cry, Dai Weis released his martial spirit. One yellow, two purple, and three black rings fell from the sky, forming a brilliant display of six soul rings circling around him.
Huo Wu and Feng Xiaotian were completely stunned.
"Six soul rings?! You're actually a Soul Emperor?"
"Second ring is a thousand-year ring… fourth ring is ten-thousand-year… how is this even possible?!"
"How can someone my age be a Soul Emperor?!"
"It's simple. I spend all my time cultivating—and I've had a few lucky encounters," Dai Weis smiled. The feeling of overwhelming dominance was truly refreshing.
Then he looked at Feng Xiaotian again and said with a smile, "Come on, top student. Since you want to prove yourself, I'll entertain you. Like I said—I won't use any soul skills, and I'll fight you with just one hand. If you can beat me, I'll take back everything I said. Sound fair?"
"Fine!"
"Dai Weis. Martial Spirit: Saint White Tiger. Level 63 power-type assault system Soul Emperor—please advise!"
Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian was shaken.
Saint White Tiger? Isn't the martial spirit of the Dai family the Evil-Eyed White Tiger? Could this be a mutant spirit like mine?
As expected of someone from the Star Luo Royal Academy—there really are many talented monsters!
But even so, I won't lose!
"In that case, I won't hold back!"
Testing his opponent's strength first, Feng Xiaotian's first soul ring flashed. A powerful gust gathered in his hand, quickly compressing into ten wind blades that shot toward Dai Weis from every angle!
"First soul skill: Wind Blade Array!"
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