Chapter 50: Unacceptable Fire Dance

“Hahaha, you old man, I didn’t even move. Why are you moving? Do you think your speed is faster than mine?”

But when Huo Yangyan helped Huo Wu onto the platform, Feng Qingcang couldn’t help but laugh.

Hearing Feng Qingcang’s somewhat gloating tone, Huo Yangyan immediately grew a bit angry. “You, Feng Qingcang, did you already know that kid could freely control that move, so you didn’t bother to act?”

Feng Qingcang smiled and shrugged, offering no denial.

“If I’m not mistaken, that Wind Blade technique is actually a self-created soul skill, isn’t it?” At that moment, Yu Hengyu suddenly asked Feng Qingcang.

At first, he had thought Mo Hui’s Air Blade Twelve-in-One was a soul ring ability, but when the Air Blade Twelve-in-One appeared, he immediately discarded that notion.

If the power to fuse those wind blades was a characteristic of a soul skill, then that technique would be far too terrifying.

A soul skill that had matured for a hundred years yet reached the effect of a ten-thousand-year soul skill and was controlled so deftly was absolutely impossible — only a self-created soul skill could explain it.

Yu Hengyu’s words snapped the other three back to reality, and they looked at Feng Qingcang with some surprise.

“That’s right. This move is indeed Mo Hui’s self-created soul skill. He calls it Air Blade Twelve-in-One!” Feng Qingcang nodded in response.

Air Blade Twelve-in-One was indeed a secret of the Divine Wind Academy, but not such a tightly kept secret. As the number of students increased, exposure was inevitable.

Feng Qingcang had previously hidden it partly because he worried the Divine Wind Academy had not fully digested it and might be treated as an enemy, which would bring unnecessary risks. Also, the number of people Mo Hui could personally teach was limited. To spread it widely, they had to wait until the first batch of learners graduated.

But now it no longer mattered. Most of those who initially studied under Mo Hui had already mastered Air Blade Twelve-in-One. Soon it would be taught on a large scale. Even if it wasn’t exposed now, it would be known eventually.

“I see. No wonder you call him a genius,” Shui Yue Ruo said, suddenly enlightened upon hearing Feng Qingcang’s answer.

Feng Qingcang was known to have a sharp tongue. Ordinary people were trash to him; geniuses were merely average. Only top-tier geniuses could earn a few words of praise from him.

But this time, Feng Qingcang had uncharacteristically called Mo Hui a genius. She had thought he was referring to Mo Hui’s cultivation speed—after all, reaching level 34 at age twelve was among the fastest in the continent’s history—but it turned out Mo Hui’s talent in soul skills was also extraordinary.

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However, Feng Qingcang’s lips curled into a confident smirk as he said, “Genius? He’s more than that—he’s a monster. With Mo Hui around, in three years’ time, even the Martial Soul Hall will have to reckon with our Divine Wind Academy’s team at the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament!”

At these words, the other four academy heads were taken aback. Feng Qingcang was unusually confident.

They knew that the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament would feature the Golden Generation from the Martial Soul Hall, who had broken through to the Soul Sect level two or three years ago.

Feng Qingcang was aware of this but still claimed they could challenge the Martial Soul Hall team, which showed how deeply he trusted Mo Hui.

Could one person really make such a difference? The four heads doubted this.

Moreover, Mo Hui was only level 34 now. Even with extraordinary talent, in three years he might only reach the Soul Sect level.

At the Soul Sect level, no matter how powerful Mo Hui’s self-created soul skill was, how could he face the pressure from three Soul Kings?

“Hmm~~”

While the others were surprised, Huo Wu had already regained consciousness.

She struggled to stand from Huo Yangyan’s arms and asked, “Father, did I lose?”

Seeing her question, Huo Yangyan silently nodded.

Though he knew his daughter loved to compete fiercely, this defeat might not be entirely bad. Only by tasting failure could she face setbacks in the future without losing her composure.

“I... actually lost, and to someone three or four years younger than me,” Huo Wu said, her expression falling, the light in her eyes seeming to fade.

Seeing his daughter like this, Huo Yangyan felt a pang of sympathy and quickly comforted her, “Huo Wu, losing to Mo Hui is no injustice. That self-created soul skill of his already matches a ten-thousand-year soul skill’s power, far surpassing many Soul Sect practitioners’ fourth soul skill. It’s normal you couldn’t block it.

“Not just you, many veteran Soul Sect practitioners would have trouble against that move.

“Even Soul King-level experts would have to evade it.”

If it was powerful enough to make him rely on his martial soul’s true form to block it, how could it be weak?

There was no denying this Mo Hui’s self-created soul skill was terrifying. If he weren’t so young, there was a real chance the Divine Wind Academy could defeat the Martial Soul Hall’s team and claim the championship at the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament in three years.

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“Self-created soul skill?”

At this, Huo Wu was stunned. Her previously colorless pupils regained their color as she excitedly said, “Self-created soul skill, yes, a self-created soul skill!”

Only a self-created soul skill could counter another self-created soul skill. The reason she couldn’t defeat Mo Hui before was surely because she lacked a powerful self-created soul skill herself!

“Hahaha, maybe I know how to beat Mo Hui now!”

After saying this, Huo Wu quickly bid farewell to everyone present and leapt down from the platform, rushing toward the Divine Wind Academy.

However, upon arriving, she did not find the Mo Hui she had been longing for.

“Sister, are you alright?”

“Huo Wu, are you okay?”

At that moment, two figures, one red and one blue, approached her, speaking words of comfort.

The red figure was her brother, Huo Wushuang; the blue one was naturally Feng Xiaotian.

“I’m fine!” Huo Wu replied to her brother, signaling him not to worry, then turned to Feng Xiaotian and asked, “Where’s Mo Hui?”

“Ah?” Feng Xiaotian was a little jealous that the first thing Huo Wu asked about was Mo Hui, but he quickly answered, “Mo Hui already left. If you want to find him, you’ll probably have to wait until afternoon. Most likely, he went to Hurricane Gorge, which you can’t enter.”

“Ah, no~~”

Hearing this, Huo Wu bit her thumbnail in frustration. After a while, she asked Feng Xiaotian again, “Tell me, how did you lose to Mo Hui back then? You also have a self-created soul skill, right? How come you couldn’t beat him?”