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Douluo: I am Feng Xiaotian

At this moment, in the presence of Feng Xiaotian's blood-red light, Bibi Dong's divine power seemed completely suppressed. The blood-red light seemed to carry the power to cleanse everything, penetrating every corner of the battlefield, exposing the evil intentions lurking in the shadows. Under the illumination of this light, Bibi Dong's appearance underwent a significant change. The face that had been shrouded in a sickly green by evil power now seemed purified, gradually turning pristine and flawless. Her body trembled slightly under the light as if undergoing a cleansing from within. The originally converging streams of purple-black energy around Bibi Dong now became chaotic and disordered, like frightened beasts. They seemed to sense the threat from the Shura God's power and dared not approach Bibi Dong's body easily. Feng Xiaotian coldly watched Bibi Dong, fully aware of the formidable strength of the combined powers of the Shura God and Wind God within him. The blood-red light just now was the power of the Shura God, powerful enough to destroy all darkness and evil. For a moment, Bibi Dong was stunned, her eyes filled with astonishment and confusion. "Shura God? How is this possible..." Bibi Dong murmured to herself, clearly finding everything happening before her hard to believe. In the world of deities, though the Shura God and Rakshasa God both belong to the gods of slaughter, they are incompatible, existing to counterbalance each other. The Shura God governs slaughter, while the Rakshasa God controls evil thoughts and ultimate evil power. The aura of the Shura God is the true nemesis of the Rakshasa God, even more terrifying than the restraint of the God of Light on her. At this moment, Bibi Dong's Rakshasa divine power seemed insignificant under the light of the Shura God, completely suppressed. Feng Xiaotian didn't give Bibi Dong much time to think and said coldly, "Bibi Dong, your Rakshasa divine power may be strong, but in the face of this dual divine power, how will you respond?" As Feng Xiaotian's words fell, the entire battlefield was once again engulfed by a powerful force. This time, Feng Xiaotian held the absolute upper hand, determined to bring this battle to a decisive end. Bibi Dong was truly panicking now. Feng Xiaotian not only possessed the power of the Wind God but also that of the Shura God... ------- Have early access to over 30 chapters on patreon along with weekly mass chapter drop: patreon.com/ZeroMoney This is a translation.

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Chapter 93: Tang San Gets Beaten (Part 1)

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As a control-type soul master, Tang San had always relied on his soul skills to restrain his opponents in previous matches.

 

However, this time, his approach against Feng Xiaotian was quite different.

 

After using his first soul skill, Entanglement, without success, he immediately switched to the Tang Sect techniques: Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and Mysterious Jade Hands.

 

These two moves were rarely seen, even by the members of Shrek Academy.

 

The spectators gasped in surprise. Tang San, with just his bare hands, was able to fight evenly against Feng Xiaotian's wolf claws.

 

No one knew why Tang San's hands were so hard, but he truly lived up to his reputation as one of the strongest members of Shrek's battle team.

 

Still, Tang San was well aware that dragging the fight on like this wouldn't benefit him; he'd have to use his soul skills sooner or later.

 

His Blue Silver Grass was laced with poison. If he could just bind Feng Xiaotian, the neurotoxin would paralyze him, weakening his combat abilities.

 

With that in mind, Tang San charged at Feng Xiaotian once again.

 

His second soul skill, Parasite, was unleashed.

 

This time, Feng Xiaotian didn't use his Lingbo Microstep to dodge. It was as if he had anticipated Tang San would use this soul skill.

 

Feng Xiaotian activated his second soul skill, Twin Wolf Possession.

 

The moment Tang San's Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Feng Xiaotian, he broke free using the power of his demon wolf spirit.

 

But Tang San had already planned for this. His attacks didn't stop.

 

Immediately after, he activated his third soul skill, Spider Web Restraint.

 

This was a restrictive skill.

 

The Blue Silver Grass became thinner than before, its toughness further enhanced, and it now carried both mental poison and corrosive properties.

 

Countless strands of Blue Silver Grass wove together into a massive web, trapping Feng Xiaotian inside.

 

The sight stunned the onlookers.

 

"What happened? How did Feng Xiaotian get caught by Tang San so easily?"

 

"Could it be that he used too much of his soul power in the previous six matches?"

 

"No way! Feng Xiaotian couldn't be defeated so easily."

 

On the sidelines, Ma Hongjun was beside himself with excitement.

 

"Third Brother finally got him! That Blue Silver Grass is poisonous, there's no way anyone can escape the Spider Web Restraint!"

 

Dai Mubai grinned.

 

"Hmph! Feng Xiaotian, you were too careless this time."

 

Ning Rongrong and Oscar exchanged a smile.

 

"The match is over! Third Brother didn't disappoint us. No one can defeat our Shrek Academy."

 

Zhu Zhuqing, usually quiet, suddenly spoke up:

 

"Is it really over? I feel like their battle has just begun."

 

Everyone turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing.

 

Among the first six members Shrek sent out, Zhu Zhuqing was the only one who had emerged unscathed—Feng Xiaotian hadn't harmed her.

 

They were all curious why Feng Xiaotian had acted that way.

 

Zhu Zhuqing's words were like a bucket of cold water, dousing their excitement and bringing them back to reality.

 

If Feng Xiaotian could be defeated this easily, would he still be the unfathomable opponent they knew him to be?

 

The group grew tense once again.

 

In the VIP seats, Emperor Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, and Salas craned their necks to watch the match.

 

No one had expected Feng Xiaotian to be trapped by Tang San so easily.

 

Ning Fengzhi hoped Tang San would win, but deep down, he had a feeling things weren't as simple as they appeared.

 

Meanwhile, Tang San, despite seeming to have the upper hand, didn't let his guard down for a second.

 

He kept his eyes locked on Feng Xiaotian, determined not to give him any chance to escape.

 

Suddenly, Feng Xiaotian grinned.

 

"Tang San, is this the best you can do?"

 

Those words sent a chill through Tang San. Something felt off.

 

Before he could react, Feng Xiaotian's body transformed, slipping through the layers of the spider web like a sheet of paper, completely escaping its restraint.

 

The whole scene happened so fast, and it was incredibly eerie.

 

Everyone was in shock. No one had seen clearly what had just happened.

 

Feng Xiaotian had used the fourth level of his Nine Yang Divine Skill—Bone Shrinking Technique. Paired with his teleportation skill, he had easily pulled off such a miraculous escape.

 

The members of Shrek Academy were dumbfounded.

 

"How... how is this possible?!"

 

"How did someone that big escape from Spider Web Restraint?!"

 

Although Tang San was curious, he wasn't as shocked. He had previously witnessed Feng Xiaotian's movement technique once through his Purple Demon Eyes.

 

Now, he was even more certain that Feng Xiaotian possessed some sort of strange body-shrinking technique. Though mysterious and unknown in origin, it clearly existed.

 

With this in mind, Tang San realized that even his fourth soul skill, Blue Silver Prison, might not be able to hold Feng Xiaotian.

 

What surprised him even more was that, despite the Blue Silver Grass clearly making contact with Feng Xiaotian's body, it hadn't paralyzed him at all.

 

There was no sign of poisoning.

 

How could this be?

 

Could it be that the poison in the Blue Silver Web wasn't strong enough?

 

If that were the case, maybe only the venom from his Eight Spider Lances could harm him.

 

Just as Tang San was lost in thought, a sudden whirlwind rose from the ground.

 

Feng Xiaotian had activated his self-created soul skill, Wind Blade Prison.

 

Tang San had already used three soul skills in quick succession, consuming a significant amount of his soul power.

 

Now, with Feng Xiaotian launching a counterattack, it would force Tang San to reveal one of his hidden trump cards—his external spirit bone, the Eight Spider Lances.

 

The Wind Blade Prison quickly formed, enclosing Tang San within it.

 

The onlooking students were ecstatic.

 

"It's here! The Wind Blade Prison!"

 

"Let's see how Tang San breaks out of this!"

 

Under Feng Xiaotian's control, the prison began to compress, growing smaller and smaller.

 

The rapidly spinning wind blades moved closer and closer to Tang San's body.

 

This was the first time Tang San had felt the full power of the Wind Blade Prison.

 

The suffocating pressure was overwhelming.

 

If this continued, he feared he would suffer the same agonizing fate as Ma Hongjun, being sliced apart.

 

A roar erupted from within the Wind Blade Prison as Tang San finally released his external spirit bone, the Eight Spider Lances.

 

Eight steel-hard spider legs emerged, wrapping tightly around his body.

 

The wind blades slashed against the spider legs, creating a crisp crackling sound.

 

Sparks could even be seen flying from within the prison.

 

Everyone was curious about what was happening to Tang San.

 

Suddenly, Feng Xiaotian withdrew the Wind Blade Prison.

 

The sight that met the crowd left them all stunned.

 

There was Tang San, half-kneeling on the ground, resembling a giant black spider.

 

The eight legs that had sprouted from his back were firmly protecting his body.

 

"Is that really Tang San? He's grown spider legs... he looks like a monster."

 

"Could that be an external spirit bone?!"

 

"No way... he actually has an external spirit bone!"

 

In the VIP section, Emperor Xue Ye looked astonished.

 

"Sect Master Ning, is that...?"

 

"Your Majesty, that is indeed an external spirit bone, likely from a spider-type soul beast."

 

As Ning Fengzhi spoke, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the Platinum Bishop Salas seated nearby.

 

At that moment, a sinister smile crept onto Salas' face as his gaze remained fixed on Tang San in the arena.

 

(End of Chapter)