Feng Xiaotian continued to swing rapidly, yet Ye Yu's body tilted and swayed in various directions, but he remained in place, evading all his attacks.
Feng Xiaotian was stunned, still unable to touch even a hair on Ye Yu.
"Is this… could it be…"
Feng Xiaotian was extremely shocked. This skill, could it be… sensing airflow to predict attacks?
This skill requires an extremely strong sensory response and decades of accumulated combat experience to sense the opponent's attack based on the fluctuation of the airflow, allowing one to dodge.
"Looks like I need to be faster!"
Feng Xiaotian's Second Soul Ring gleamed, and his Second Soul Skill increased his attack speed by fifty percent!
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish…
Soon, the space around Ye Yu was densely covered with claw shadows. It was a dizzying scene, interwoven into a dense web of claws, making it seem like even a fly would be split in two if it tried to pass.
The speed increased rapidly, and while attacking, Feng Xiaotian shouted the self-created name of his move.
"Twenty Years of Single Dog Hand Speed!!"
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish…
Upon this shout, Feng Xiaotian waved even faster. His hands blurred into indistinct shadows.
Ye Yu, with his back to Feng Xiaotian, gracefully dodged and chuckled: "The name is quite apt; your hand speed indeed improved significantly. Xiaotian, perhaps you'd best remain single for life."
While attacking rapidly, Feng Xiaotian asked in confusion, "Why?"
Ye Yu replied, "Trust me, staying single for life, this move of yours will only get faster."
"Hmph, I won't stay single for life. Divine Wind will definitely defeat Shrek!"
The sound of slicing continued, and the arena constantly shattered, with each claw marking a hundred-meter long crack across the arena.
A minute passed, and Feng Xiaotian frowned deeply, still unable to touch even the slightest bit of Ye Yu. How is this possible…
Although this move relied on arm strength and hand speed, such high frequency also consumed Soul Power quickly and took a significant toll on physical stamina.
Bang!
Feng Xiaotian quickly retreated to create distance, stopping his attack. His arms were almost numb, feeling a wave of soreness.
Ye Yu turned around and suggested, "In the future, use both your right and left hands more at night; keep staying single, let your hands be with you, and your hand speed will definitely get faster. Someday, you might achieve a hundred years of Single Dog Hand Speed."
Feng Xiaotian snorted softly, "I don't want to be a hundred years single dog."
Feng Xiaotian's Third Soul Ring gleamed, and a pair of cyan wings appeared behind him, simultaneously forming the shape of a Gale Double-headed Wolf in cyan light.
Swish!
With a flap of his wings, Feng Xiaotian flew directly into the sky, soaring fifty meters high.
Divine Wind team members smiled slightly. Being high up, Feng Xiaotian positioned himself invincibly, leaving Ye Yu unable to attack him. However, Feng Xiaotian could attack.
"Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Slashes!"
Instantly, the cyan wings flapped rapidly, fluttering like butterfly wings with high frequency. Immediately, razor-sharp, broad cyan Wind Blades interlaced and slashed down at extreme speed, leaving no sound as they passed.
No sound meant minimal resistance.
The Wind Blades seemed to appear in an instant. Already extremely sharp, the added speed made them deadlier.
Much like bullets thrown might not be harmful, but fired from a gun could kill.
Ye Yu continuously punched out, discovering that the Wind Blades had indeed substantial force and considerable cutting power. If all thirty-six fell on a vital part of his body, perhaps only a shallow scratch would appear at most.
However, Ye Yu felt that getting injured at this level would be a disgrace, so he punched out quickly and continuously.
Everyone watched this scene, the Wind Blades sliced through the air, cutting it and reducing resistance to none. Each slash had tremendous power, enough to instantly kill an ordinary Soul Sect of the same level or even one or two levels higher than Feng Xiaotian.
After thirty-six slashes concluded, Ye Yu withdrew his hands, remaining unscathed.
Feng Xiaotian frowned deeply, and his Fourth Soul Ring gleamed, causing the cyan wings to grow twice as large.
"Next, Gale Demon Wolf Seventy-Two Slashes!"
The Wind Blades grew broader and longer, capable of slicing through a small mountain, their power significantly enhanced.
Ye Yu continued to punch out rapidly, realizing this move was even stronger than Yu Tianxin's Fourth Soul Skill.
Boom, boom, boom…
Explosions resounded continuously, as Feng Xiaotian hoped that after seventy-two slashes, Ye Yu would be knocked down.
The bombardment continued, scattering rocks and dust across the arena.
The entire arena was obscured from view as the seventy-two slashes ended and the dust gradually cleared, leaving everyone eager to see what happened to Ye Yu.
Unexpectedly, suddenly…
Feng Xiaotian's eyes widened, feeling a powerful gust suddenly assault his back.
Before he could react, the force had already struck his back.
Bam!
Feng Xiaotian plummeted to the arena, leaving a deep pit.
Everyone was astonished. Floating in the air was none other than Ye Yu.
They looked towards Ye Yu, who had no wings, no ability to fly, yet managed to reach fifty meters high.
Everyone was shocked. Could it be his jumping ability?
"What terrifying physical prowess."
Feng Xiaotian lay on the ground, his Soul Power depleted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, as he chose to concede.
His face was heavy, realizing the vast gap between himself and Ye Yu.
Ye Yu landed, praising, "Not bad, slightly stronger than Yu Tianxin, my hands felt a slight ache."
Feng Xiaotian looked at Ye Yu's hands, seeing only a few red marks resembling the light scratches from a woman's fingernails on an ordinary person.
Feng Xiaotian smiled bitterly, "The gap is really this big. Seems like I'll stay single for life."
Ye Yu consoled, "If Shrek faces you in the finals, I won't be playing."
Feng Xiaotian's face lit up with joy upon hearing this: "Really? That's great!"
Feng Xiaotian laughed heartily, feeling extremely grateful, cheering as he left the stage, imagining Huo Wu could still be his girlfriend.
Ye Yu shook his head, sighing, "Even if I don't play, you still can't win."
The final battle ended, with Shrek ranking first and Divine Wind Academy second in the qualifier.
The battle concluded with Emperor Xue Ye feeling both pleased and displeased.
Pleased that the Tian Dou Empire had produced such a formidable Demon, giving hope for winning this tournament.
Displeased that Shrek originally represented Tian Dou Royal Academy, but due to Xue Xing, Shrek could not join Tian Dou Royal Academy.
Emperor Xue Ye, feeling frustrated, commanded, "Have Xue Xing come see me at the Imperial Palace tonight!"
"Yes!"
Xue Xing dared not attend the matches. He stayed home during this time, but uneasiness suddenly overcame him at home.
Three days later.
After a brief adjustment, the fifteen Tian Dou teams, accompanied by their instructors and five hundred members of the Royal Knight Order, headed to the finals' location, Martial Soul City!
Ye Yu's eyes gleamed with cold intent: "Martial Soul Hall, I'm coming!"