Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"not good!"

A voice from Xie Yue drifted through the eerie atmosphere, tinged with anxiety.

He didn't expect that in just a few minutes, his side would lose two key players, Yan and Sun Jun, and Xu Yu would almost be eliminated.

If this continues, the Spirit Hall will truly lose.

Then, in the next instant, the demon suddenly rose higher and flew towards the black light in mid-air.

The red and white full moon streaked across the sky at an astonishing speed.

"Mo Hui, ascend quickly!"

Feng Xiaotian loudly reminded him.

Mo Hui reacted quickly; the Wind Eagle flapped its wings and desperately dodged upwards.

But the demon was too fast; the red and white light grazed his body and knocked him down from mid-air.

Mo Hui crashed heavily to the ground, the phantom of the wind eagle vanished, and he fell unconscious.

A flash of anger crossed Feng Xiaotian's eyes, but he did not chase after the demon. Instead, he turned around and attacked the remaining four Soul Masters of the Martial Soul Team: Sun Chuantao, Li Kai, Zhang Ping, and Xu Yu.

Ultimate move: Spinning Poison Sting!

Wang Teng and Feng Xiaotian worked together seamlessly, with the Steel-Winged Bat Beast unleashing over a dozen purple rays in succession, forcing the three of them to scatter and dodge.

The rays intertwined to form a network of fire, blocking their retreat.

Feng Xiaotian seized the opportunity, and the Gale Wolf Spinning Top hurtled toward Xu Yu.

Xu Yu had just been forced to the edge of the ring by Wang Teng's beam and hadn't even had time to regain his balance when he was hit squarely by the spinning top.

"what--"

Xu Yu screamed and flew off the stage, crashing outside the arena.

Once a support-type Soul Master is brought into close combat, they have almost no chance of resistance.

Feng Xiaotian wanted to continue his attack, but Yao Mei returned just in time.

A bright red and white full moon blocked Feng Xiaotian's path, forcing him to retreat.

Feng Xiaotian didn't linger in the fight, but instead turned around and retreated to Wang Teng's side.

At this point, the situation on the field had become clear.

On the Spirit Hall's side, there are still three Soul Masters left: Yao Mei (a fusion of Xie Yue and Hu Liena), Sun Chuantao, Li Kai, and Zhang Ping.

On the side of Shenfeng Academy, there are still four people left: Wang Teng, Feng Xiaotian, Liu Feng, and Fang Qing.

"Five against four (or four against five), the advantage is in my hands."

Both sides thought so.

Feng Xiaotian, panting heavily, turned to look at Wang Teng and asked, "What do we do? These guys are tough to deal with."

Wang Teng's gaze swept over the four people opposite him, then looked at his teammates beside him, took a deep breath, and said, "Use the ultimate move."

Feng Xiaotian was taken aback, then nodded, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Liu Feng, Fang Qing, step back behind us."

Wang Teng said in a deep voice.

The two immediately retreated, standing behind Wang Teng and Feng Xiaotian, and transferred their soul power to their teammates in front without reservation.

Wang Teng took a deep breath and proactively dispelled the light barrier, flames, and poisonous fog surrounding him.

The three barriers dissipated simultaneously, but instead of putting away the spinning tops, he concentrated all the power of the four spinning tops together.

Feng Xiaotian stood beside him, and the Gale Steed Spinning Top spun rapidly in front of them.

The sacred beast, Gale Two-Headed Wolf, raised its head and howled, as Feng Xiaotian infused it with his power.

A fist-sized cyan sphere condensed and took shape in the mouth of the Gale Two-Headed Wolf.

Wind-stabilizing pearl.

Feng Xiaotian was operating at full power.

The sphere suddenly expanded, and a bright blue light shone forth.

"Self-created Soul Skill: Explosive Stream Break!"

The two heads of the Gale Wolf opened their jaws simultaneously, and a violent hurricane erupted from them.

The wind was so strong that it even lifted a layer of stone slabs off the arena.

At the same time, Wang Teng activated the Sacred Firebird Gyro and the Shadow Poison Wing Gyro, injecting the golden-red extreme fire and the purplish-black poisonous mist into the hurricane.

The wind fanned the flames, and the fire, fueled by the wind, surged and spread amidst the hurricane.

In the blink of an eye, a whirlwind tornado carrying flames and poison rushed to the other side of the arena.

The demon's expression changed drastically, and she instantly transformed into a circular blade, using all her strength to block at the front.

A brilliant burst of red and white light attempted to cut the hurricane apart.

Sun Chuantao, Li Kai, and Zhang Ping hid behind the demon. Xu Yu was already out of the game, and no one could provide them with any assistance.

They could only use all their soul power for defense, barely managing to withstand the flames and poisonous mist splashing out of the hurricane.

The red and white circular blade struggled forward through the hurricane, cutting through the gale bit by bit, and approaching Wang Teng and Feng Xiaotian.

But the flames and toxic fumes in the hurricane were just too intense.

Sun Chuantao was the first to give in. A cloud of poisonous mist invaded his body, his face turned black, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees.

Immediately afterwards, Li Kai and Zhang Ping were also poisoned and collapsed on the ring, completely losing their ability to fight.

Despite the impact of the hurricane, the demon finally reached Wang Teng.

The red and white circular blades had dimmed considerably, and Xie Yue and Hu Liena had consumed nearly 80% of their soul power in this wave of impact.

"clang--"

Wang Teng was prepared; the Supreme Golden Armor Spinning Top instantly erected a golden light wall, blocking the circular blade.

Cracks appeared on the wall of light, but it did not break.

Feng Xiaotian's explosive burst was also coming to an end, and the hurricane gradually dissipated.

The demon was pushed back several steps by the recoil, its red and white light flickering, clearly indicating that it had reached its limit.

"Full moon!"

With a final roar, the demon used its last strength to transform into a red and white blade of light, slashing towards Wang Teng and Feng Xiaotian.

This was their last struggle.

"Explosive Stream Break!"

Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and once again used his soul skill to squeeze out all the last bit of soul power from his body.

The blue hurricane erupted again, much weaker than before, but still incredibly powerful.

Ultimate Weapon: Ten Thousand Tons of Pressure!

Wang Teng made his move simultaneously, and the Supreme Golden Armor Spinning Top transformed into a golden light, crashing into the demon from the side.

Golden light and hurricane, one on the left and one on the right, attacked the red and white circular blade from both sides.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the demon's entire body was sent flying.

A burst of red and white light exploded in the air, forcing Xie Yue and Hu Liena to disintegrate. The two crashed onto the arena, their faces pale, gasping for breath, unable to get up again.

At the same time, Wang Teng and Feng Xiaotian's Martial Soul Fusion Skill automatically dissipated due to the exhaustion of their soul power.

The Gale Wolf Spinning Top dissipated, and the Swift Two-Headed Wolf turned into specks of blue light.

Wang Teng stumbled and only managed to stay upright by grabbing the Supreme Golden Armored Top in front of him.

Feng Xiaotian even knelt down on one knee, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, sweat dripping from his chin onto the stone slab.

The referee stepped forward and carefully checked the condition of both teams' players.

On the Spirit Hall's side, Xie Yue, Hu Liena, Sun Chuantao, Li Kai, and Zhang Ping have all lost their fighting ability, while Yan and Xu Yu have been carried off the field.

On the Shenfeng Academy side, Wang Teng and Feng Xiaotian were exhausted, but they were still standing; Liu Feng and Fang Qing were also still standing.

Chapter 382 Three Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Bones

The referee took a deep breath, raised his right arm, and his voice boomed throughout the square in front of the Papal Palace.

"Team competition, winner: Kamikaze Academy!"

The entire room fell silent.

Immediately, deafening cheers erupted at the foot of the mountain.

No one expected that Shenfeng Academy would actually defeat the Spirit Hall team, which had three Soul Kings.

The eliminated teams and the Soul Masters who came to watch all stood up excitedly, and applause and shouts rose and fell for a long time.

At the top of the mountain, in the square in front of the Papal Palace, Ning Fengzhi clenched his fists in excitement. Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with satisfaction.

Even Bibi Dong, who was always expressionless, frowned slightly and lingered on Wang Teng for a moment.

Wang Teng let out a long breath and looked at Feng Xiaotian beside him.

Feng Xiaotian also looked up, and the two exchanged a glance and smiled at the same time.

"Won."

Feng Xiaotian's voice was hoarse and tired, yet it carried an undisguised joy.

"Won."

Wang Teng nodded and reached out to help Feng Xiaotian up.

The other members of Shenfeng Academy also gathered around. Liu Feng helped Mo Hui, Fang Qing supported Ling Yi, and Sun Jun, although injured, also stood up with the help of his teammates.

All seven people, not one missing, stood on the arena.