Soul Land: Heartbreak Makes Me Stronger

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"Hmph! Third Soul Skill: Beast Scale Explosion!"

A viridescent storm erupted from Feng Ji's body, flinging the unprepared Qin Jian off his feet.

The second soul ring under his feet lit up as well. "Second Soul Skill: Wind Blade!"

Sharp blades extended from his arms, his eyes locking firmly onto Qin Jian.

"This time, I'll slice you apart!"

In the next instant, both his speed and strength surged explosively, his wind blades slashing ferociously toward Qin Jian's Martial Soul.

Zzzzz...

A screeching clash erupted, sparks scattering in all directions.

Qin Jian was sent flying backward, barely landing at the edge of the battle stage, eliciting gasps of alarm from Shui Bing'er and the others.

"Brilliant! A stunning counterattack! Student Feng Ji has demonstrated the might of an assault-type Soul Elder. With the amplification of three soul skills, he has completely overpowered the two-skill Qin Jian!"

The commentator's words instantly ignited the fervor of the Divine Wind Academy students.

"Godwind will triumph! Godwind will triumph! Godwind will triumph!"

Swish swish!

As Feng Ji charged again, Qin Jian frowned. "Looks like conserving soul power isn't an option anymore. Let's finish this quickly!"

Zing zing zing!

Sword energy suddenly erupted around Qin Jian, its razor-sharp brilliance silencing the previously raucous crowd.

"Sword Energy: Slash!"

A beam of sword energy, sharp as a ray of light, shot toward Feng Ji in an instant.

Having exhausted all his soul skills, Feng Ji could only brace himself. "I refuse to believe you can break through my defenses!"

He crossed his arms, unleashing all his soul power without reservation.

Boom!

Soul power and sword energy exploded simultaneously, sending shockwaves across the entire battle stage.

Pffft!

A muffled sound emerged from Feng Ji's body. The students' eyes widened in disbelief.

The once-mighty Feng Yi collapsed to the ground with a thud, unconscious.

The Soul Battle Arena fell into stunned silence yet again.

"Well done!"

Only Huo Wu's sharp cheer echoed across the venue, making every Godwind Academy student scowl.

"Next!"

Qin Jian gestured with a beckoning finger, instantly enraging the students of Godwind Academy.

"Defeat him!"

"Take him down!"

"..."

The arena erupted in uproar, but the expressions of the high-ranking members of Godwind Academy turned grave.

"This Qin Jian is proving to be extremely troublesome," the commentator murmured. "Now, our only hope lies with Feng Yunwu achieving the victory we anticipate."

"Relax," the harsh-faced headmaster said coldly. "You needn't worry. My suggestion has already been approved. Even if he fights to the end, he won't claim the glory he seeks."

At these words, the senior members relaxed, their smiles returning as if a great weight had been lifted.

On the opposite stands, Yan Zhining observed their exchange with unease. "I can't shake the feeling Godwind Academy has other plans. What exactly are they scheming?"

Back on the stage, the fourth participant finally emerged—a female student.

Qin Jian couldn't help but smirk. "If they were all male opponents, it would be more difficult. But since they've sent two women, my odds just got better..."

"I still have 60% of my soul power left, but my spiritual energy has dropped by half. I can't afford to drag the next two battles out," Qin Jian thought to himself.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The standard yellow-yellow-purple soul ring configuration lit up beneath the female student's feet.

"Feng Yunwu, Level 35 assault-type Battle Soul Elder. Martial Soul: Storm."

She silently observed Qin Jian, her tone gentle. "Your soul power is significantly depleted. I shouldn't be stepping up now, but as a team member, I cannot refuse the academy's request. My apologies."

Qin Jian blinked, developing a slight appreciation for Feng Yunwu.

"A Storm Martial Soul? Such a Martial Soul exists?" Shui Bing'er murmured worriedly from the stands.

Yan Zhining furrowed her brows. "Qin Jian's current condition has declined by at least 50%. Godwind Academy's second-to-last participant is likely no simple opponent. Let's hope he can pull through."

"Round Four begins!"

The guest commentator's voice rang out, silencing the crowd. All eyes turned to the stage.

However, Qin Jian and Feng Yunwu remained motionless, merely sizing each other up. Then, Feng Yunwu chuckled. "Qin Jian, aren't you going to attack?"

"My soul skills are fully exposed, but I know nothing of yours. How could I dare strike first?" Qin Jian shrugged.

"But if I make the first move..."

Feng Yunwu brought her hands together at her chest, a shadowy storm gradually forming around her.

"I fear you may never get the chance again..."

As her words faded, her third soul ring flared to life. "Third Soul Skill: Chaotic Storm Dance!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

A tempest burst forth, lifting Feng Yunwu into the air.

"Qin Jian, exploiting another's weakness is not my intent, but I cannot disregard the academy's honor. Please, be careful," Feng Yunwu's ethereal voice warned. "I can't fully control the storm's power. If you can't hold out, leave the stage immediately."

Qin Jian's expression grew grim.

Her repeated cautions heightened his wariness. Could it be that Feng Xiaotian, the final opponent, wasn't Godwind Academy's trump card after all? Was it this Feng Yunwu?

"Our Feng Yunwu has demonstrated remarkable sportsmanship, warning her opponent repeatedly before unleashing her soul skill. A true embodiment of Godwind Academy's grace! Let's give her a round of applause!"

The peculiar commentary echoed again, and the students enthusiastically clapped, their cheers filling the arena.

Ssss ssss ssss!

Suddenly, seven or eight whirlwinds split off from Feng Yunwu's Martial Soul, sweeping across the stage and charging at Qin Jian.

"These whirlwinds... I can't take them head-on!"

Dodging with his longsword in hand, Qin Jian evaded the relentless whirlwinds, teetering dangerously close to the edge of the stage.

"It seems Feng Yunwu's third soul skill has caused Qin Jian great trouble. Will he admit defeat here? Stay tuned!"

The commentator's high-spirited voice spurred another wave of howls from Godwind Academy's students.

"Watch this: Sword Energy!"

With no room to maneuver, Qin Jian unleashed a burst of sword energy, slashing toward the approaching whirlwinds.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

To his surprise, the sword energy didn't dispel the whirlwinds. Instead, they absorbed the energy, growing even more intense and sweeping across the arena.

Tss tss...

The combined force of whirlwinds and sword energy nearly backfired, threatening to injure Qin Jian himself.

"If that's the case, I'll have to target you directly..."