Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

The control-type Soul Master who knocked him away was somewhat stunned.

"What's wrong."

"Why is he so heavy?"

Soon, Chen Sha was also forced to leave the field, and the Martial Soul Team was in dire straits.

The aftershocks of the battle reached the vicinity of Qianshui, where Feng Jingyi was forced to retreat to the side of the water while fighting two opponents.

"This is your Martial Soul Team? You looked strong, but now it seems you're nothing special!" Feng Jingyi was caught off guard by the wind sword when the other party spoke. "The captain is a weak support character who has to hide behind a woman!"

Qian Shui's face darkened; he thought to himself, 'I didn't expect the villain to be so talkative, or just this annoying?'

Separated from Feng Jingyi, the woman with a beautiful figure and light blue hair, wearing high-heeled boots, rushed towards Qian Shui.

"Remember, I am the one who will defeat you!"

"Second Soul Skill, Frost Slash!"

The audience on stage didn't care; they only saw that the Martial Soul Team was being severely suppressed by Tianshui, and they all shouted encouragement.

However, Ning Fengzhi, who had witnessed Qian Shui's strength, did not see it that way, and it was clear that it could not end so simply.

"Um... what's your name again?"

Hearing the voice from her side, she couldn't stop her skill. Only when the skill ended and a large number of ice spikes erupted on the arena did she stammer, "Shui Zhen'er..."

"Oh, Frost Sword Martial Soul, level 45, its combat power is not bad."

Feng Jingyi, however, was not in the mood for Qian Shui's theories. Her soul power surged, and the strong wind on her wind sword suddenly went berserk. "First Soul Skill, Wind Blade!"

She forcefully blew away the person who was restraining her and then launched her first soul skill at Shui Zhen'er.

"Enough nonsense!" Ignoring Qian Shui's proximity, Feng Jingyi used her first soul skill to force Shui Zhen'er to leave her original position, and then struck Shui Zhen'er away with a sword. "Boss You, Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhou, hold on for ten breaths!"

"Okay!" "Okay!" "Okay!"

Feng Jingyi ripped off her coat, revealing the weights underneath, ignoring Qian Shui's earlier statement that they could only be removed during the finals.

Qian Shui was actually somewhat relieved. These people had always been very obedient, which was what he disliked. But Feng Jingyi had taken the initiative to break the rules, which was rebellious enough!

As attack speed boosts rained down on Feng Jingyi, Qian Shui's lips curled into a smile. This was the Feng Jingyi he thought she should be like!

With a thud, she landed heavily, revealing her close-fitting short-sleeved shirt. Her fair skin glowed with a healthy rosy hue, and beads of sweat clung to it. Her slightly exposed abdomen revealed the faint outline of her abdominal muscles.

At this moment, Feng Jingyi exuded an imposing aura, with a powerful presence surrounding her. Her short white hair, red pupils, and cold, defiant expression gave her a cool and aloof demeanor.

Her short leather skirt fluttered in the wind, and just then Feng Jingyi shouted, "Back off!"

"Fourth Soul Skill, A Moment's Blink!"

As the Wind Sword was summoned again and her teammates retreated, a strong wind pressure was instantly generated from the Wind Sword, forming a huge thrust. With the assistance of her fourth soul skill and Thousand Water, Feng Jingyi was now close to surpassing the Soul Emperor level!

The seven members of the Tianshui team were instantly disrupted; some were knocked away, and others were knocked down.

"Fifth Soul Skill!" Feng Jingyi appeared behind everyone in the Tianshui team and activated her fifth soul skill!

A powerful wind pressure converged on Feng Jingyi, drawing the seven people from Tianshui together.

"Wind Demon Break!"

With the sword hilt facing forward, Feng Jingyi unleashed her soul skill. In the blink of an eye, the high-pressure wind knocked all seven members of the Tianshui team off the Soul Arena before they could even react!

Feng Jingyi stood proudly with her sword in hand, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. No one cheered for the Spirit Hall; all that could be heard was disbelief.

"I declare the Martial Soul Team the victor!"

As the emcee's voice faded, Feng Jingyi packed up her gear, and Qian Shui Yifang also left the stage.

"Why? Why didn't you use your full strength from the start! Why? Why are you all so strong?"

Shui Zhen'er didn't understand. These people were almost the same age as her, and even if they were strong, there should be a limit. She thought yesterday's instant kill was just a matter of level suppression, but today Feng Jingyi's strength had exceeded her comprehension.

"Why?" Ling Yunzhi, who was closest to her, stopped in his tracks. "Why do you think she looks like that?"

Looking at Feng Jingyi's almost perfect figure and her subtly muscular physique, Ling Yunzhi smiled.

"If she hadn't endured unimaginable pain and hardship, how could she stand here, so radiant!"

Chapter 79 Star Luo Team

Shui Zhen'er opened her mouth, but could not utter a single word. Her tattered clothes and broken high heels said it all.

She was being targeted. Even the most foolish person could see that the other party was holding back; otherwise, no one present would have been able to leave the Soul Arena alive.

Ling Yunzhi glanced at the distraught Shui Zhen'er and then stepped down from the stage.

Using their full strength? If they use their full strength, the so-called final becomes meaningless. It's better to hone their skills. Just as Qian Shui had told them long ago, the purpose of cultivation has always been to make oneself stronger. Competitions can only be a form of training, not the ultimate goal.

They were originally of average talent, with an average innate soul power of no more than level 8. Without years of tedious and boring training, day after day, without social interaction, and without racking their brains, how did they end up like this?

His fighting prowess, surpassing that of his peers, was on full display at this moment, and he could hardly imagine what Qian Shui, who was even more outstanding than them, could achieve.

This is exactly why they understand why Qian Shui takes the competition so lightly; it's simply because he's strong enough!

"Hmph, good-for-nothing! I paid such a high price for nothing!" Prince Xuexing said with a gloomy face.

Although Ning Fengzhi's face was solemn, he still tried to comfort his partner: "Why must Your Highness do this? Tianshui has done enough. At least we know that the Martial Soul Team is still hiding its strength, isn't that right?"

"I hope so!"

……

"Feng Zhi, did you see it? That kid's soul skill?!"

"How could a support-type Soul Master possess such combat power? And how could a humanoid Martial Soul be so simple!"

"Uncle Jian, we underestimated him. The spirit rings he lit up were just him activating a spirit skill, and what he added to his teammates was not a normal support spirit skill at all!"

"A self-created auxiliary soul skill! Feng Zhi, do you remember Tang Chen, the previous sect master of the Clear Sky Sect?"

"The Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian?"

"That's right!"

Both Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin exuded killing intent. It was an unwritten rule in Douluo Continent that a genius who could not be obtained was an enemy to be destroyed!

……

"Xiao Shui, I'm sorry, I had to play the match without my weights early..."

Feng Jingyi lowered her head and obediently apologized to Qian Shui.

"Lift your head, Sister Feng!"

Looking at Feng Jingyi, who had put on the weights again, her hair was soaked with sweat and she looked a little listless. There was really no reason to blame him for what he did; it wasn't an order that absolutely had to be carried out.

"You did a great job! You were so cool and stylish!"

"Didn't you notice? No matter the outcome, you made your own choice, and wasn't that the moment you longed for?"

The tall boy in front of her swayed his long hair in the breeze. His seemingly insignificant acknowledgment was exactly what the girl longed for, and the warmth he exuded was undeniable. What could she do?

"Okay!" Feng Jingyi replied with a smile, but tears welled up in her eyes. "Sasha is still waiting for me, I have to go now!"

Turning away and wiping away her tears, Feng Jingyi ran towards Chen Sha.

Qian Shui couldn't help but look towards the main seat, where the gazes were too intense for him to ignore.

On the stage, Ning Fengzhi and the others all looked at Qian Shui, an invisible pressure enveloping him.

As the saying goes, "Don't look at the bottom of the deck when playing cards." Since the opponent's cards are already known, even if Qianshui is afraid of making a mistake, he won't be so cautious.

Qian Shui, with a confident smile on her face, also left the stage, leaving Qian Renxue, who was also in the stands, speechless.

"Little Shui, you're smiling so silly!" "You don't understand, this is called the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King! He'll return to his throne after the three-year period!"

Although Qian Renxue felt uncomfortable seeing Feng Jingyi stealing the spotlight, she didn't think much of it. However, their conversation at the end bothered her.

It wasn't until Qian Shui's crooked-mouthed dragon king laughed that she was suddenly pulled back to reality.

……

"So happy? I didn't punish you, did I?" Chen Sha didn't understand. Feng Jingyi, who had returned, was still grinning foolishly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Sasha, don't you think it would have been so much better if I had met Xiaoshui first..."

"Didn't you give up?"

"Yeah, I gave up, but I'm still a little unwilling to accept it..."

……

The third battle was against Shenfeng. If Feng Xiaotian hadn't been a child, he would have definitely been beaten up if he had encountered the Martial Soul Team in this competition. After all, the Gale Demon Wolf left an indelible memory on the three strongest members.

The Shenfeng team fared no better in this competition. In an effort to redeem themselves from their match against Tianshui, the entire team went all out. Their first-ever encirclement and annihilation tactic made its debut in the Elite Tournament, and the Wuhun team once again displayed their prowess with another form of instant kill.

Their opponent in the semifinals is the Star Luo team. As a veteran powerhouse, they undoubtedly possess the Netherworld White Tiger martial soul fusion skill, making them somewhat formidable.

"Brother Shui, what do you say? Should we go for the Netherworld Cat?"

"Let's continue with the previous tactics. The clearing speed is fast enough that they can't unleash their Martial Soul Fusion Skill. This year's Netherworld Cat is just so-so. In terms of pure speed, Ruoyou is the clear winner."

Since the Star Luo team was mentioned, Qian Shui did his usual thing and did give a brief analysis.

"Simply put, our usual tactics are fine, but there's one thing: because our instant-kill tactic has been exposed, they're very likely to activate the Netherworld White Tiger at the start, and only you have the ability to instantly interrupt their Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

As the actual tactician in charge, Ruoyou had naturally considered this. His meaning was clear: if Qianshui didn't move, they might not be able to interrupt the Netherworld White Tiger's attack. As for whether Qianshui would move or not, that was a matter for consulting his opinion.

"I'll stay in support. You guys attack. If it gets too difficult, just unload your weights. Our overall strength far surpasses Xingluo's. We can just crush them with our superior strength."

No one doubted this. Even if Qian Shui didn't move, the attack speed bonus he generated was high enough. If he removed the weight, the outcome of the match would be a foregone conclusion.

"If they dare to use their fusion skill, just clear out the back row. There's nothing more to say. It'll be too easy for seven against two."

For spirit fusion skills with long wind-up animations, their tactics are basically a hard counter. If they give up interrupting spirit fusion skills, then they should ask their teammates for help. It's not a turn-based game, and they can taunt each other. You attack once, I attack once.

The night did not last long. Xingluo, the leader, was probably a branch of the royal Dai family and the collateral Zhu family, likely Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's brothers or cousins.

They had a bye in the last round, and they had all seen the match of the Spirit Hall's War God Feng. No one dared to underestimate the Spirit Team.

After both sides activated their martial spirits, they awaited the order to begin the battle.

"You guys are strong, so don't blame us for going all out!"

The evil-eyed cat made a harsh statement, immediately revealing their tactical plan. Qian Shui could only laugh at their stubbornness.