Douluo Continent: I came from Demon Slayer!

Chapter 159 You can all come at me together

After a moment's thought, Huo Wushuang gave what he considered a conservative estimate: "Five moves!"

"snort!"

Huo Wu snorted coldly: "I bet he won't even last three moves."

"Impossible. Although Feng Xiaotian's soul power is not as good as Lin Yang's, his self-created soul skills are praised even by his father."

Even a Soul King could be injured.

Huo Wu rolled her eyes at her older brother. "Do you think Lin Yang is just an ordinary Soul King?"

Huo Wushuang choked on his words.

That's right. In three years, Lin Yang must have become a Soul King, so his strength must have made a qualitative leap.

Meanwhile, in the stands further away, three education commissioners and five deans stood side by side.

Lei Jinghong turned to Feng Cang: "Dean Feng, what do you think of the final result?"

Feng Cang's expression stiffened slightly, inwardly cursing whoever brought up the most inopportune topic, but his face remained calm. "The purpose of this trip is to exchange and learn. As long as we gain something, victory or defeat is not the issue."

Lei Jinghong chuckled, saying it was easier said than done.

At this moment, Feng Xiaotian and Lin Yang also entered the arena.

Feng Xiaotian cracked his knuckles, a smug smile spreading across his face. "Lin Yang, don't hold back."

"certainly!"

Lin Yang remained calm.

Feng Xiaotian's gaze sharpened, and he let out a sharp, long howl, faintly carrying the sound of a wolf.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

A dense azure light erupted from his body, and as the light surged, his figure visibly swelled.

His silver-white short hair was dyed blue, and a menacing wolf head appeared on his left shoulder.

This is Feng Xiaotian's mutated martial soul - Gale Twin-Headed Wolf!

Unlike Yu Xiaogang's malignant mutation.

The mutated spirit, Gale Twin-Headed Wolf, granted him innate full spirit power and made it a top-tier beast spirit that combined strong attack and agility.

However, his innate full soul power is far inferior to that of the little rabbit.

Just as Lin Yang was pondering, he saw a blue light gather behind Feng Xiaotian, transforming into a pair of illusory wings.

With a flap of its wings, it was already airborne.

"First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Formation!"

"Second Soul Skill, Twin Wolves Possession!"

Huo Wushuang was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "He actually used that move right from the start?"

"Because he knew very well that ordinary methods were completely useless against Lin Yang."

Huo Wu said calmly from the side, "Only that one move will give him a sliver of hope."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Feng Xiaotian's voice rang out, "Third Soul Skill, Gale Wings!"

"Fourth Soul Skill, Demon Wolf Storm!"

At this moment, a bright blue light shone around Feng Xiaotian, a gale howled, and the wind whipped up the clouds, creating a terrifying whirlwind of wind blades on the training ground.

"Lin Yang, I'm about to launch an attack on you using my self-created soul skill, so be careful."

"This self-created soul skill is called the 'Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Wolf.'"

As he spoke, Feng Xiaotian swooped down.

His arms and wings merged into one, becoming one with the storm, transforming into a giant guillotine that slashed down at Lin Yang.

Lin Yang remained calm, and with a slight lift of his fingers resting on his arms, an invisible sharp aura shot out.

clang-!

The moment the sharp blade collided with the swooping wolf-winged guillotine, Feng Xiaotian's figure froze, and his body was jolted back more than ten meters.

How could that be?

Feng Xiaotian was startled, but he did not stop moving.

His biggest flaw in his 36-hit combo is that it cannot be interrupted; once interrupted, its power is greatly reduced.

Its wings flapped again, and its body drew a sharp arc in the air, charging down from the side with renewed momentum.

However, those invisible sharp energies acted like an absolute defense, blocking Feng Xiaotian's attacks one by one.

clang!clang!clang!

Eleven kills!

Twelve cuts!

Fifteen cuts!

Feng Xiaotian kept counting in his mind, each strike more ferocious and powerful than the last.

The essence of the Gale Wolf's Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes lies in this: layer upon layer, each slash becoming stronger.

By the time of the final thirty-sixth strike, its power was comparable to a full-force attack from a Soul King.

But Lin Yang remained standing in place, without moving an inch, calmly and steadily blocking the attack.

Xiao Wu, standing on the sidelines, scoffed disdainfully, "Trash!"

In other words, Lin Yang has a good temper and is willing to waste time playing house with him.

If Feng Xiaotian dared to treat her like this, she would definitely render his soul skill unusable in the very first move.

At this moment, the people from the five academies stared intently at Lin Yang.

No.

There was nothing there.

Neither the martial spirit nor the spirit rings were revealed.

He was just standing there, and Feng Xiaotian was already at a loss for what to do.

Huo Wu instinctively gripped the railing in the stands, muttering, "Is the gap... really that big?"

On the training field, Feng Xiaotian's attacks became increasingly fierce, and his wings, which transformed into guillotines, almost became afterimages.

The entire arena was enveloped in a cyan blade light.

"Thirty cuts!"

clang--!

Feng Xiaotian's figure was once again sent flying.

He managed to steady himself, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He's already racked up a 30-kill streak, yet he can't even move his feet slightly?

Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes, "It's not over yet, the thirty-first strike..."

'

Thirty-two, thirty-three... thirty-six!

As the final strikes overlapped, Feng Xiaotian's veins bulged, and he roared.

"Move!"

The blue light emanating from the wings was so dazzling that it seemed about to burst into flames.

This strike concentrated all his power and soul force.

The wolf-winged guillotine drew an almost graceful straight line in the air, accompanied by a terrifying tearing sound, before slashing down.

At this moment, Lin Yang finally moved.

He raised his hand, his five fingers spread wide, and a faint golden light shimmered on his slender fingers.

clang-!

The final blow was caught steadily.

Feng Xiaotian was suspended in mid-air and found that no matter how much soul power he activated, his wings could not move at all, as if they were being held tightly by an iron clamp.

He looked down at Lin Yang, his face remaining calm and undisturbed throughout.

He instantly realized that his self-created soul skill had never been taken seriously by the other party.

Feng Xiaotian seemed to have all his strength drained away, and he immediately wilted.

"I...I give up!"

Lin Yang frowned, then released his grip, looked around, and said, "Anyone else want to spar? We can all come at once."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was just enough to cover the entire area.

The vast training ground fell silent for a second, then erupted into a frenzy, like boiling water being poured into a pan of oil.

"Damn, that's way too arrogant."

"All at once? Is he serious?"

"Captain, can we tolerate this?"

"Wow, sis, he's so handsome, I think I'm falling for him."

"Call me Captain, and... don't swoon over him."

The crowd was immediately agitated, and many people from the five academies were already eager to roll up their sleeves and try their luck.

Huo Wushuang's lips twitched, and he muttered under his breath, "This guy, is he really that arrogant?"

Those who can come here are all elites trained by various colleges and universities.

Even if their cultivation level is not as high as Lin Yang's for the time being, everyone has some hidden skills.

Now, Lin Yang is asking them to attack together as soon as he opens his mouth.

That's like the Dragon King yawning with a surprisingly loud voice!