Quan Yi missed his grab, somewhat surprised. The speed Feng Xiaotian displayed was no less than that of an agility-based soul master of the same level.
However, after being dodged, Quan Yi didn't panic. His eyes followed closely, firmly fixed on Feng Xiaotian's figure.
Quan Yi exerted force throughout his entire body. The body, having leaped off the ground, forcefully twisted in the air under the control of his powerful core strength.
While twisting his body, Quan Yi multi-tasked. His left hand flipped over, palm open, and pure, scorching fire-attribute soul power rapidly poured into the center of his palm, completing a high degree of condensation.
"Bang!"
The condensed soul power erupted in an instant, accelerating Quan Yi's twisting speed.
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Quan Yi did this to face his front towards Feng Xiaotian in the air.
At the same time, the 'Gang' scattered on the surface of his body rapidly softened.
The softened 'Gang' streaked across Quan Yi's body like raindrops, quickly converging at the tip of his right middle finger.
And once again condensed into a conical point.
Quan Yi's eyes narrowed. While rotating his body to the right, he used inertia to quickly swing his right hand towards the sky. The vermilion tip condensed on his fingertip shot towards the sky like a sharp spearhead.
Under the dual force of his right arm's powerful strength and his own soul power's ejection, the tip, detached from his body, directly tore through Feng Xiaotian's left wing from below like a bullet.
"Ah!"
Because it was from bottom to top, it pierced straight through Feng Xiaotian's wing.
Quan Yi's ranged attack directly tore a large gash in his hard wing.
The damage to his wing seemed to cause Feng Xiaotian great pain.
After his loud scream, his body tilted severely due to the damage to one wing, but Feng Xiaotian was not a simple character.
After being attacked, he endured the pain and quickly maintained his balance with only one wing.
Although he couldn't fly with only one wing, he could still control his descent trajectory.
His right single wing flickered continuously in the air, and his falling body moved to the left out of thin air.
Quan Yi's body flipped backward, and after his feet landed on the ground, he quickly rushed towards the direction of Feng Xiaotian's fall.
All of this happened too fast. In the eyes of the crowd, Feng Xiaotian clearly took the lead in the attack at the beginning, taking full advantage.
But in the next second, the situation reversed, and Feng Xiaotian became the one fleeing in panic.
He stood behind Feng Xiaotian just as he was about to fall to the ground.
He tightly grabbed the wings on his back with his vermilion iron hands.
"Crack!"
Quan Yi didn't hesitate and directly crushed the hardest and thickest branches of the wings with his powerful hand strength.
Instantly, as the wings were crushed by Quan Yi, blood mist burst out from the shattered parts of the wings.
"Ah!"
Feng Xiaotian let out an incomparably miserable scream.
Although his wings were not real body parts, they were products condensed from his own body.
The senses were connected to the wings.
The pain of the wings shattering rushed straight into Feng Xiaotian's mind at this moment.
However, more than pain, his mind was filled with disbelief. His shoulders were as hard as refined steel.
He had never imagined that someone could break his wings with just grip strength.
In fact, Quan Yi originally wanted to tear the wings directly from Feng Xiaotian's back.
But considering the friendship between the two academies and the bloody nature of the scene, he chose the least exaggerated way to completely destroy Feng Xiaotian's ability to fly.
Under such damage, it would take time to use the wings again.
As Quan Yi broke the wings, Feng Xiaotian lost the support of his wings and fell directly to the ground.
Feng Xiaotian, who fell to the ground, did not lose consciousness, and was even stimulated by the pain in his heart.
He knew that the strength gap between the two sides was too great now, but he was also the captain of the Shenfeng Battle Team, bearing everyone's expectations, and he could not be defeated here.
He braced his body, quickly got up, and then shouted loudly at his teammates: "Attack me!"
While shouting, his claws once again condensed cyan wind blades.
This time, he did not shoot the wind blades out, but instead chose to condense the wind blades into his palms, using them as his own claws to attack the enemy.
On the ground, Feng Xiaotian's running speed was even faster than when flying.
Moreover, at a very close distance, in just a turn of time, his sharp wind blade claws approached Quan Yi.
At the same time, the members of the Shenfeng Battle Team understood his determination from Feng Xiaotian's shout.
Countless wind blades and wind cannons erupted from the other seven members, and in an instant, Quan Yi was completely surrounded by intensive soul skill attacks from top to bottom and in all directions.
This was the method of mutual destruction that Feng Xiaotian thought of in an instant.
Through his sudden attack, as long as he could hold Quan Yi for a moment, Quan Yi and he would bathe together in the baptism of soul skills.
Quan Yi looked at Feng Xiaotian's decisive choice, and his eyes had a different view of this young man.
An explosion in desperation, and the ability to think of a way to perish together in an instant, is not something everyone can do.
This requires strong willpower and crazy decisiveness.
However, it's a pity.
Feng Xiaotian has his own teammates, and Quan Yi also has his own teammates.
Quan Yi didn't even move in the face of numerous attacks, and even dissipated the 'Gang' condensed in his hands.
Just when Feng Xiaotian thought he had succeeded, a blazing white light emerged from behind Quan Yi.
The next moment, the white light took away his sight.
A scorching breath collided with him.
This breath was scorching, but it would not burn his body, but it had a resilience that made him unable to resist.
It directly knocked away the wind blade in his hand and his body.
From the stands, people could only see that a dazzling white light suddenly burst out from the center of the Chihuo Battle Team and quickly swept the audience.
The light dissipated, and the dense soul skill attacks that originally surrounded Quan Yi disappeared.
Even Feng Xiaotian, whose wind blade was about to touch Quan Yi, now appeared near the edge of the arena.
This is Huo Wu's third soul skill, Repelling Fire Ring.
Although she did not launch the second awakening of her martial soul, this soul skill can still explode with terrifying repelling force under the dual assistance of Ling Yun and Wang Xing, as well as the explosive power of fusion rings.
All soul skills and enemies will be rejected by this move.
Moreover, because the color of the flame becomes a dazzling white light.
It has more visual interference than the original version, making it impossible to easily detect the distance of the fire ring.
Feng Xiaotian lay趴 on the cold rock ground, staring blankly ahead.
He noticed that the source of the white light was Huo Wu.
At this moment.
The self-confidence he had accumulated for a long time was completely shattered by Quan Yi and Huo Wu.
