Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge

Chapter 117 Feng Xiaotian: Girls First
"It's coming, it's finally coming!"

"Is Brother Feng going to make a move?"

The onlookers held their breath instantly.

As the chief disciple of the Divine Wind Academy among the Four Elements Academy, Feng Xiaotian's strength is outstanding among his peers.

At this moment, the soul power pressure he casually released was enough to make many students take a half step back, but the white figure in the arena remained unmoved.

Shana tilted her head back, her almond-shaped eyes curving into crescents, revealing two sweet dimples. But when she spoke, her voice was as cold as ice: "Senior Feng Xiaotian, if you want to spar, just say so."

Looking at the fox ears on the other person's head, Feng Xiaotian pondered: "A mutated martial soul... What a coincidence, I have one too!"

Then, Feng Xiaotian gentlemanly raised his hand and gestured for the ladies to proceed: "Ladies first!"

Shana looked at him as if he were an idiot, as if to say, "Where did this idiot come from?"

What era are we living in? Don't you understand gender equality?
However, since you've put it that way, wouldn't it be disrespectful of me not to take action?
A hundred-year soul ring quickly lit up beneath Shana's feet, and with a wave of her hand, a Spirit Fox Illusionary Prison Array instantly formed beneath Feng Xiaotian's feet.

Feng Xiaotian's pupils shrank suddenly. Before he could release his martial spirit, a dark blue magic array interwoven with fox phantoms appeared beneath his feet.

He felt a buzzing explosion in his mind, and countless illusions surged in like a tide, the training ground, the audience, and even himself were distorting and dissipating...

Three minutes later, Feng Xiaotian suddenly woke up, panting heavily, his forehead soaked with cold sweat and his bangs soaked through.

He instinctively wanted to use his soul skill to counterattack, but froze the moment he opened his eyes.

A gleaming dagger was already pressed against his throat. Shana's face, so close to his, wore an innocent smile, but her words were as cold as ice: "Senior Feng Xiaotian, you've lost."

"when!"

Feng Xiaotian took a half step back in disbelief, only to be pressed even harder by the dagger.

The stinging pain in his neck made him realize that the cute girl in front of him was not as harmless as she seemed.

Shana tilted her head and chuckled, "From the moment my spirit rings lit up, you became my prisoner."

Feng Xiaotian shook his head, not believing it at all: "Impossible! My mental strength is very strong."

Could a mere hundred-year-old soul skill possibly control a three-ring Soul Master like him?
"Senior Feng Xiaotian, may I ask when you developed the illusion that you could resist my soul skill?"

"You don't actually think your mental strength is stronger than mine, do you?"

Although Shana spoke softly, the tone of her words sent a chill down Feng Xiaotian's spine.

Feng Xiaotian's face instantly turned ashen.

How could the other party have manipulated him so easily?

What sent chills down his spine even more was the ease with which the other person moved, clearly treating him like prey to be toyed with.

Damn!

Is this year's Royal Fighting Team really that strong?
I've already lost in just one exchange!
Little did he know that this was already a case of Shana holding back.

Because Shana's first soul skill, time manipulation, can be canceled in advance, but she not only did not cancel it, but also slowly waited for the control time to end, giving Feng Xiaotian the illusion that she had broken free on her own.

Feng Xiaotian stood frozen for a long time, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, and finally managed to force a smile that was more like a grimace: "I understand now, those seven from Blazing Fire Academy didn't lose unjustly."

His soul power dissipated completely, replaced by an undisguised sense of defeat. Feng Xiaotian looked up at Shana, his initial disdain gone, replaced by awe for a powerful figure: "Looking across the entire continent, you'd be hard-pressed to find a match among your peers. Spirit-type soul masters are already extremely rare, let alone your soul skill..."

His words came to an abrupt halt. Feng Xiaotian touched his neck with lingering fear, where the chill of the dagger seemed to still remain.

As a genius with innate full soul power, being defeated in one move was a shock that overturned his previous understanding.

Shana shook her head slightly: "My strength is nothing, there are many people stronger than me."

Feng Xiaotian looked incredulous: "Impossible! Even I am no match for you. You should know that I am already considered the strongest in the Four Elements Academy."

This wasn't just him boasting; in terms of pure strength, no one in the Four Elements Academy could rival him in a one-on-one fight.

Simply because he possessed innate full soul power!
In terms of talent, no one in the Four Elements Academy can rival him.

Even he was instantly killed, although it was because he was caught off guard by the fact that his opponent was a spirit-attribute soul master.

But that's the reality, there's nothing we can do about it.

After all, on the battlefield, they won't let you know the opponent's soul skills in advance so you can be prepared before fighting.

Shana looked up into the distance, where clouds surged, as if thunder was hidden behind them.

A gentle smile curved her lips, but a glint of light ignited in her eyes: "When you meet him, you will understand that the vast river and towering mountains of the Soul Master world are nothing but a drop in the ocean before him."

"If you don't cultivate yourself, your view of him is like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky."

"If you cultivate yourself, you will see him as a mayfly sees the blue sky."

When "him" was mentioned, the chill around the girl suddenly dissipated, replaced by a tenderness that could not be hidden even in the corners of her eyes and brows.

Feng Xiaotian clicked his tongue, a skeptical smile playing on his lips: "You're exaggerating too much. Is there really anyone that strong?"

Shana frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes: "You'll believe it when you see it with your own eyes."

Her tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable certainty.

Feng Xiaotian nodded perfunctorily, but in his heart he was secretly wondering – he had hardly seen any geniuses who could surpass him, so the person that this “cute witch” praised so highly must be a legendary prodigy.
Suddenly, a series of crisp footsteps sounded.

Gu Feng walked over slowly, his gaze sweeping across the field before finally landing on Shana. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "Shana, well done. It seems you didn't slack off during the year I was away."

Upon hearing the voice she had longed for, Shana's cool demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a look of pure joy.

The girl's lively fox ears swayed merrily on her head. Without hesitation, she threw herself into Gu Feng's arms, her voice as soft and sweet as honey: "Young Master! Shana has missed you so much!"

Ye Lingling clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and the hair ornament on her head swayed gently as she lowered her head. She couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

She bit her lower lip and whispered a reminder, "Shana, Gu Feng just got back, don't be silly."

However, the girl in his arms seemed not to hear him, and instead hugged Gu Feng even tighter, rubbing against him affectionately and acting coquettishly. Even her fluffy tail unconsciously wrapped around his wrist.

This left Feng Xiaotian, who was standing to the side, dumbfounded, his blue pupils trembling violently.

The adorable, coquettish girl before him was completely different from the "witch" who had just manipulated him with her mental power.

Feng Xiaotian's throat tightened, and he swallowed hard—what kind of person could make such a genius girl show this kind of expression?
(End of this chapter)