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When she heard Dai Weisi say her name, Huo Wu was slightly startled and quickly asked, "Big brother, how do you know my name? Have we met before?"
"I'm also going to participate in the next Soul Master Tournament. How could I not gather information about you all? I don't just know you—I also know that the person beside you is your brother, Huo Wushuang. You're both geniuses from the Blazing Fire Academy!"
As he said this, Dai Weisi shifted his gaze to the side, landing it on Feng Xiaotian. His voice lowered slightly. "As for you, you're the number one genius of the Divine Wind Academy—Feng Xiaotian. And you even possess the rare innate full soul power."
In the entire Douluo Continent, true innate full soul power was extremely rare—Feng Xiaotian, Oscar, and Bibi Dong were among the only ones known to have it.
Xiao Wu, however, was a transformed soul beast, and Tang San had cultivated Xuan Tian Technique for many years. As for Qian Renxue, she had a god-level martial soul, with her innate soul power reaching as high as level twenty.
But Feng Xiaotian had essentially wasted his innate full soul power. Despite being born with such a gift, he insisted on studying and developing his own soul techniques. While his self-created techniques were indeed powerful, they also had significant flaws.
Rather than focusing on proper training in the early stages, he spent his time creating his own techniques—an obvious waste of effort.
Now twenty-two years old—one year older than Dai Weisi—Feng Xiaotian's soul power was a mere level forty. Even if he hadn't surpassed Dai Weisi, with his talent, he should have at least reached level fifty by now.
You have to understand, in the original story, the original body's soul power had reached level forty-nine—five levels higher than Feng Xiaotian, who had innate full soul power. That alone shows how much time Feng Xiaotian had wasted.
"White Tiger insignia? You must be from the Star Luo Royal Academy, and judging by that, probably from the royal family itself!" Feng Xiaotian had already noticed the White Tiger clan crest on Dai Weisi's chest and instantly recognized his identity.
"You're likely a member of Star Luo Royal Academy's first team—maybe even the team captain. I didn't expect you to know even about me."
"Heh… someone with innate full soul power—such a genius—how could I not investigate? But honestly, your so-called innate full soul power is quite a letdown. Born with full soul power, and yet you're only at level forty? You've wasted an amazing gift!"
"You—!"
Feng Xiaotian was immediately riled up. Angrily, he shot back, "That's because I focused all my effort on developing my self-created soul technique! I'll have you know, my technique is extremely powerful!
Our academy's dean even said that with the strength of my self-created soul technique, I could take on a Soul King-level opponent in battle!"
"Self-created soul technique?!"
As soon as those words left his mouth, Anna—hiding behind Li Hu—was also stunned. She never expected that Feng Xiaotian had also developed his own soul technique.
So far, among all the soul masters she had seen, only Dai Weisi had his own self-created technique—and his was powerful enough to allow him to challenge opponents beyond his level.
"Idiot."
Compared to Anna's surprise, Dai Weisi's reaction was blunt and unforgiving.
"Without a strong cultivation base as your foundation, no matter how refined your technique is, how powerful could it really be?"
"What did you say?!"
Feng Xiaotian roared back in disbelief. He was unwilling to accept this. The Gale Demon Wolf's Thirty-Six Consecutive Strikes—a self-created technique he had practiced for years—was now being dismissed as meaningless? How could he possibly accept that all his effort had been for nothing?
"Am I wrong? When you become a Titled Douluo, you'll be able to crush your current self with a single casual move. So what's the point of pouring all your effort into mastering a technique right now?
Fine, let's say you're a martial fanatic who loves inventing techniques. But once you become a Titled Douluo, your lifespan will increase by at least two hundred years. That means you'll have more than two centuries to study and perfect your techniques. Isn't that a much better time to dive into it?
Right now, all you're doing is wasting your talent. To be honest, with your current strength, I wouldn't even need to use soul skills—just one hand would be enough to knock you to the ground."
"I—! No… I don't believe it! That's impossible… I refuse to accept it!"
Feng Xiaotian shook his head furiously, his face twisted in frustration.
Suddenly lifting his gaze to lock eyes with Dai Weisi, a flicker of killing intent flashed within Feng Xiaotian's crimson pupils. He firmly believed that the efforts he had put in over the years were far from meaningless.
"If you claim you can defeat me with just one hand, then why don't we spar right now? I'd like to see how deep your soul power really runs to make such arrogant claims!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Feng Xiaotian activated his Martial Soul. His muscles swelled, and he transformed into a werewolf-like form. Behind him, the Gale Two-Headed Wolf Martial Soul let out a fierce and piercing howl.
"Feng Xiaotian, Martial Soul: Gale Two-Headed Wolf, Level 40 Agility-Type Battle Soul Sect. Please advise!"
Seeing Feng Xiaotian lose his temper and go straight into Martial Soul possession, Huo Wu anxiously shouted from the side, "Feng Xiaotian, stop messing around! He just returned the Fiery Flame Lion to us. Don't make a scene here for no reason!"
As she spoke, she even gave Feng Xiaotian a swift kick. Under normal circumstances, Feng Xiaotian would have obeyed her without question. But this time, with his pride and years of hard work on the line, he couldn't back down.
Only effort must not be betrayed, and only hard work cannot be trampled upon by others. He refused to let a single sentence from Dai Weisi erase all his years of diligent cultivation!
Let strength determine the truth—nothing else matters!
"Sorry, Huo Wu, but I can't listen to you this time! I have to show him the true power of my Gale Demon Wolf: Thirty-Six Consecutive Strikes!"
"You—you…!" Huo Wu was furious. She hadn't expected that her obedient little admirer would dare go against her like this.
She was about to say something more, but just then, Dai Weisi moved.
ROAR!
Accompanied by the sounds of a tiger's roar and a dragon's cry, Dai Weisi released his Martial Soul. One yellow, two purple, and three black soul rings descended from above, surrounding his body in a brilliant display of power.
At the sight, Huo Wu, Feng Xiaotian, and even Li Hu beside them were instantly dumbfounded.
"Six soul rings?! You're a Soul Emperor?!"
"Your second ring is a thousand-year spirit ring, and your fourth is a ten-thousand-year one? How is that even possible?!"
"There's no way… you look about my age—how can you already be a Soul Emperor?!"
"It's simple," Dai Weisi replied with a calm smile. "I devoted all my time to cultivation—and I had a few lucky encounters along the way." He grinned; this kind of easy domination felt surprisingly satisfying.
Then he turned to Feng Xiaotian and said with a smirk, "Come on, prodigy. Since you want to prove yourself, I'll indulge you. Like I said, I won't use any soul skills—and I'll fight you with one hand. If you manage to defeat me, I'll take back everything I just said. Sound fair?"
"Deal!"
"Dai Weisi, Martial Soul: Sacred White Tiger, Level 63 Power-Attack Type Battle Soul Emperor. Please advise."
Feng Xiaotian's heart skipped a beat upon hearing that. Sacred White Tiger? He'd always thought the Dai Clan's Martial Soul was the Evil-Eyed White Tiger. Could this be a mutated Martial Soul like mine?
As expected of a member of the Star Luo Royal Academy—they truly produce exceptional talent. But I won't lose!
"In that case, I won't hold back!"
Intent on first testing Dai Weisi's strength, Feng Xiaotian's first soul ring lit up. A fierce gale stirred in his hand, quickly compressing into sharp blades of wind. In the blink of an eye, ten wind blades shot out from all directions toward Dai Weisi.
"First Soul Skill: Wind Blade Barrage!"
(End of Chapter)