Soul Land: Legend of Saint Seiya

Chapter 154: Qian Renxue Takes Action

"Spirit Hall Academy versus Godwind Academy. Let the match begin!"

With the referee's announcement, 14 contestants activated their martial spirits—everyone except Qian Renxue.

In the Spirit Hall formation, Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan stood at the front in an equilateral triangle, while Qian Renxue stood calmly next to the auxiliary-type soul master, a faint smile gracing her lips as though none of this had anything to do with her.

On the Godwind Academy side, Feng Xiaotian stood like the tip of an arrow, his body surrounded by two yellow, two purple, and one black spirit ring. Alone, he bore the immense pressure radiating from the three Soul Kings opposite him.

"Senior Feng Xiaotian is truly amazing, facing three Soul Kings without a hint of fear!"

With a soft chuckle, Hu Liena moved. A faint red glow emerged from her body, her enchanting gaze locking onto Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian faltered for a moment, his mental focus wiped clean in an instant.

But he was, after all, a Soul King with soul power two or three levels higher than Hu Liena's. His rich battle experience allowed him to recover from the daze almost immediately. Unfortunately, his six teammates weren't as fortunate. Their eyes glimmered with a peachy pink hue, clearly ensnared by Hu Liena's charm.

"Wake up!"

Feng Xiaotian shouted urgently, his voice trembling with frustration.

"It's useless, Senior Feng."

Hu Liena's alluring voice rang out, dripping with confidence. "Your teammates don't possess your level of cultivation. Escaping my charm is impossible for them."

"Damn it!"

Feng Xiaotian cursed under his breath. His first spirit ring lit up, and sharp wolf claws extended from his hands. With a swipe, ten crescent-shaped wind blades hurtled toward Hu Liena.

If his teammates couldn't break free from Hu Liena's charm on their own, then he'd go straight for the source. As long as he interrupted her soul skill, they could return to normal.

Just as the wind blades were about to strike Hu Liena, two blood-red, crescent-shaped blades flew out from behind her. A series of metallic clinks rang out as the blades intercepted the wind blades.

After deflecting the attack, the crescent blades spun mid-air and shot straight toward Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian roared and countered with his wolf claws, deflecting the crescent blades.

"Impressive, a true innate full soul power talent. Feng Xiaotian, staying at Godwind Academy is a waste of your potential. Why not join Spirit Hall?"

Xie Yue caught the returning crescent blades, stepping out from behind Hu Liena with a sly grin. His tone carried a genuine invitation.

Feng Xiaotian's strength and talent were undeniable. If he joined Spirit Hall, a position among its future elders would be almost guaranteed.

However, ever since Bibi Dong rose to power, Spirit Hall's expansion had been aggressive and domineering. They had made countless enemies, particularly among those who refused to align with them. Godwind Academy, despite being an academy, had clashed with Spirit Hall multiple times.

As the descendant of Godwind Academy's leadership, Feng Xiaotian harbored no goodwill toward Spirit Hall. Hearing Xie Yue's offer, he snorted disdainfully.

"Join Spirit Hall? Dream on!"

"What a shame."

Xie Yue's voice carried a hint of regret. For Spirit Hall, a genius unwilling to join was destined to be eliminated. Godwind Academy was far too insignificant to protect someone from Spirit Hall's wrath.

"Sister!"

Xie Yue shouted. Hu Liena understood instantly, sprinting forward and colliding with her brother.

At the moment of contact, a burst of crimson light erupted from their bodies, rapidly expanding to cover half the stage. All seven members of Godwind Academy were enveloped by the light.

The Demonic Charm martial spirit fusion skill activated. Within the crimson glow, all affected individuals experienced their sensory perception, soul power, and movement speed suppressed by 50%.

As the fusion completed, the brother and sister merged into a single entity—a figure with flowing hair and an androgynous appearance, radiating an unsettling presence.

A surge of immense energy exploded across the arena. The Demonic Charm figure moved, and the enlarged Moon Blades, now twice their original size, slashed silently, trailing radiant arcs of light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With one soul power explosion after another, Feng Xiaotian's six teammates were sent flying off the stage one after another, landing unceremoniously outside the arena.

"Third Soul Skill: Gale Wings!"

Only Feng Xiaotian remained standing. Just as the Demonic Charm closed in, he forcefully broke free from the interference of the red mist. A pair of azure wings unfurled from his back, propelling him 50 meters into the air, safely beyond the Demonic Charm's range of control.

Swish!

But before he could catch his breath, a golden streak shot out from the Spirit Hall formation. The figure moved with lightning speed, a beam of golden light striking Feng Xiaotian before he could react.

Caught off guard, Feng Xiaotian staggered backward in mid-air, flying over ten meters before regaining his balance. His eyes widened in shock as he focused on his attacker.

A graceful figure floated in the air, standing opposite him. Behind her, a radiant golden angel spirit flickered, surrounded by six soul rings: two yellow, two purple, and two black.

Another Soul Emperor!

The audience erupted into thunderous applause, especially those aligned with Spirit Hall. Many excited gazes turned toward Xiao Yu from Nine-Star Academy—the first Soul Emperor to display his power in this competition.

"She's a Soul Emperor?"

Yan's eyes filled with disbelief as he stared at Qian Renxue hovering in the air. Cold sweat dripped down his back as he recalled his dismissive and disrespectful attitude toward her over the past few days.

She… she won't hold a grudge against me, will she?

"Of course, she's a Soul Emperor."

Ning Fengzhi sighed deeply, his expression tinged with apprehension as he gazed at Qian Renxue.

"Six-Winged Angel martial spirit... Could she be Qian Xunji's daughter?"

Hidden in the shadows, Tang Hao clenched his fists, struggling to suppress the surging killing intent within him. The sight of the Six-Winged Angel spirit brought him back to the day of his greatest pain. It was the same blindingly radiant angel that had cornered him, forcing Ah Yin to make the ultimate sacrifice.

"Another Soul Emperor… another one!"

In the Shrek Academy resting area, Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, his face full of disbelief.

When the three Soul Kings of the Golden Generation revealed their soul rings earlier, Tang San had not been overly surprised. Although their cultivation levels exceeded his, they were six or seven years older than him.

At the same age, Tang San was confident he could surpass them. But without the immortal herb fortuitous encounter, Tang San could not see himself breaking through to the Soul Emperor rank by the age of 25.

Unfair! Unfair!

Once again, the lamenting cry of Tang San, the future God King, echoed in his heart, filled with indignation at the injustice of the heavens.

(End of Chapter)

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