"I recognize your close combat ability."

After standing at a distance, Feng Xiaotian looked at Tang San with a look of recognition on his face. As a control-type spirit master, being able to fight him in close combat to this extent was enough to make many offensive-type spirit masters ashamed.

Tang San's face did not look very good.

If it was before, he could have taken advantage of the opportunity just now to establish victory. He only needed to attack forward, and with one blow of the Clear Sky Hammer, he could achieve his goal.

Now, there are a lot more variables out of nowhere. Feng Xiaotian may not necessarily have a head-on collision with him. By the time his two flying mushroom sausages are finished, his chances of winning will be less than 40%.

He looked at his hands wrapped in blue silver grass, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes.

It was all Zhu Zhuqing's fault. His Xuanyu Hand was destroyed before it could be fully cultivated, and it has not recovered until now. In order to ensure the progress of the repair, he even dared not use it again.

Otherwise, according to his previous training progress, he could have easily taken on those five small wind blades, let alone anything else.

"Come on, continue."

I'm so angry, but I still have to keep smiling. This is Tang San's mental state at the moment.

The plan he had prepared did not work during the first raid, so it was already discounted.

Now, he can only rely on the intelligence he collected on Feng Xiaotian before and try to play a psychological warfare with him. If it still fails, he can only wait until the individual battle in the promotion round.

Feng Xiaotian looked at him deeply, then cast a glance at his teammates off the court. After receiving encouraging looks from his teammates, he nodded.

"Tang San, you are stronger than I thought. You are an opponent worthy of your full efforts. I was originally planning to save this move for the finals, but, just in time to meet a strong opponent like you, it is not inappropriate."

"Next, I will use my self-created spirit skills to attack you, so that everyone will know that you, Tang San, are not the only one who can create self-created spirit skills."

"The name of the soul skill is: Wind Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes. You'd better be careful."

Another self-created soul skill?

In the venue, the audience who had just enjoyed the dazzling and exciting close combat between the two sides were still discussing how powerful Tang San was.

Hearing this, they became excited again, and the cheers became even louder. This Soul Master Competition was indeed a fight between dragons and tigers, except that the Soul Masters with Dragon and Tiger Martial Souls looked a little weak.

Does he also have his own soul skills?

While Tang San was surprised, he also felt a little happy.

To his surprise, it was the first time he learned that there were people of his age who possessed their own soul skills, besides himself.

The good news is that Feng Xiaotian's words meant that he would still fight with him next, so he might still have a chance.

Thirty-six Consecutive Slashes of the Wind Wolf, just by hearing the name, one can tell that it is different from Huo Wu Yaoyang of the Blazing Academy. In terms of self-created soul skills, he does not believe that the Tang Sect's unique skills will be inferior to the self-created soul skills of a person of the same generation.

"bring it on."

Tang San exhaled a breath and turned his gaze to Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian's lips moved slightly, but he said nothing. This person is not a good person. I give you so much face, don't you know how to give something back? Then let's see the truth in battle.

The second soul ring on his body flashed, and the two-headed wind wolf behind him merged into his body. With the two wolves possessing him, his condition was adjusted to the best.

A long roar came from Feng Xiaotian's mouth, and his aura and green light became stronger, and at this time, he had already reached a high altitude.

Awooo Another howl sounded, and Feng Xiaotian's body suddenly began to fall from the sky.

The strange thing was that his huge body with spread wings made no sound as it fell, and the pervasive green light was completely restrained.

At this moment, his body and wings were in perfect angle, and the wind resistance seemed to have no effect on him at all. Only a wind attribute spirit master like him could find the best descending channel from the wind so accurately.

Tang San's brows were slightly wrinkled, and a faint purple light flashed in his eyes. He could see the sharp edges of Feng Xiaotian's wings flashing with a faint green light under the sunlight. The so-called Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf were obviously emitted from these wings.

The third soul ring on his body lit up slightly, and he was bound by a spider web. Before making formal contact, he had to test the quality of the opponent first.

Feng Xiaotian in mid-air naturally noticed his movements, but did not dodge. He just turned his body slightly, and when Tang San's spirit skill was about to fall on him, his wings first touched the spider web woven by the blue silver grass.

Light appeared on the wings, and the blue silver broke.

With almost no pause, Tang San's third soul skill was instantly cut in half and left behind by Feng Xiaotian.

"The first cut."

Feng Xiaotian had arrived in the sky right in front of Tang San, and the moment the voice came out of his mouth, his wings merged into his arms, like two large guillotines, flashing green light, slashing down towards Tang San fiercely, as if wanting to cut him in two.

Clang, a sound like two metal weapons colliding rang out from the ring.

Tang San pulled his right leg back, his body bent down, a black hammer was held in his hand, and it collided with Feng Xiaotian's slash from bottom to top.

Feng Xiaotian was knocked flying, spurting out a mouthful of blood. His eyes fell on the black hammer in Tang San's left hand.

Tang San wasn't feeling well either. His body slid backwards a long way on the ring, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The impact he received was actually more serious than Feng Xiaotian's, but on the one hand, he dissipated a lot of the force by sliding backwards. On the other hand, he remembered that Tang Hao said that he was paying attention. He would not allow himself to look so embarrassed, and he swallowed the blood in his mouth.

"Good, very good, Tang San, I didn't expect you to have a hidden second martial spirit. This way, defeating you will make me even more excited."

Feng Xiaotian's arms were still trembling unnaturally, his wings had reappeared, and he laughed out loud.

He immediately recognized that the hammer that suddenly appeared in Tang San's left hand was his martial soul, and confirmed that the other party was the owner of twin martial souls, but he did not recognize the Clear Sky Hammer, he just felt that it looked somewhat familiar.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

In fact, it’s not his fault. The Clear Sky Hammer is not very eye-catching in appearance, and it has not appeared in people’s sight for a long time. It’s not surprising that he didn’t recognize it for a while.

But just because he couldn't recognize it didn't mean that others couldn't recognize it either. Most of the people in the field were still surprised by the appearance of Tang San's second martial spirit.

On the northernmost platform, a few people could no longer sit still.

"Twin martial spirits? Clear Sky Hammer?"

The one who reacted most intensely was Emperor Xue Ye. When he saw the camera showing the hammer in Tang San's hand, he immediately turned around and looked at the three education committee members behind him.

After noticing that they also looked shocked, he slowly shifted his gaze to the side.

Saras, who was standing beside the three education committee members, had a similar reaction. He didn't dare to speak, but his eyes were directly cast on Han Li in front of him.

No, to be precise, everyone in the stands focused their eyes on Han Li, wanting to see his reaction.

The appearance of the Clear Sky Hammer means that the Clear Sky Sect, which was openly forced to close its mountains by the Spirit Hall, has reappeared in everyone's eyes.

Han Li still had a faint smile on his face. After scanning their faces, he spoke calmly: "Well, Haotian Hammer, everyone should continue watching the game."

It seemed that no one had expected his reaction. The stands suddenly became eerily silent, forming a stark contrast to the noise in the venue.

Salas took a step forward, but was forced back by Han Li's look. He sat down again. Emperor Xue Ye moved his lips but said nothing. He could only look at the field.

Ning Fengzhi ignored Yu Yuanzhen who was about to communicate with him through eye contact, and lowered his head, but his eyes were gleaming.

He didn't expect that Tang Hao would dare to let Tang San expose the Clear Sky Hammer at this time, and Han Li's attitude was also very strange. Salas was very normal, and he, who claimed to be wise, could not understand the situation.

On the ring, Feng Xiaotian did not stop after shouting, but launched an attack again.

The strength of his opponent made him even more excited. Defeating such an opponent would further prove his strength.

Although he lacked the previous high-altitude build-up, the first strike also caused injuries to his opponent. In this situation, pursuing perfection would only give the opponent a chance to breathe, which went against his attack philosophy.

So, he moved a little faster.

In a dive, Feng Xiaotian gave up the double-wing slashing attack, and was once again picked up and flew by Tang San swinging his hammer. However, unlike before, he did not stop attacking. Instead, he used the force of Tang San's hammer to turn in the air, and his left wing slashed over again swiftly.

Tang San felt equally uncomfortable. He wanted to swallow the last flying mushroom sausage that Oscar had prepared for him, but under Feng Xiaotian's fierce attack, he couldn't find the chance to take it.

He tried to use Ghost Shadow Step to dodge, but unlike the previous wind blade, Feng Xiaotian's wings were also arms, and their flexibility was much stronger than the wind blade. Feng Xiaotian was also faster than him. Ghost Shadow Step was powerful, but no matter how powerful it was, it could not change the fact that its effect was movement, not teleportation.

He didn't dare to bet whether his body could withstand the attack if he was affected.

Therefore, Tang San could only bite the bullet, use the Purple Demon Pupil's observation, and counterattack with the Clear Sky Hammer, trying to attack the same part as much as possible, forcing Feng Xiaotian to give up the continuous attack and succumb to the injury before him.

The scene fell into a stalemate for a short time.

(End of this chapter)