Chapter 266 Aerial Battle

Flanders, once a criminal planner with elaborate plans and a wealth of wits, is now active as a hunter in Suotu City, the economic powerhouse in the south of the Tiandou Empire.

He is well versed in the psychology of criminals, especially those cunning and ambitious liars like Rhodes, who find it difficult to resist the urge to return to the crime scene and admire their "masterpieces" of destruction.

Flanders is familiar with this. He is too deep in the dark. With his own experience and sharp intuition in the complex and chaotic city alleys and the world of wild soul masters, he has accumulated rich experience.

Flanders accurately deduced the logic of Rhodes' actions through careful observation of his past behavior and analysis of his personality traits.

He knows that a liar like Rhodes, who is cunning and has successfully deceived almost the entire city, will be alerted by any large-scale search from the Tiandou Empire. With his cunning nature, he will definitely lay many traps in advance in places where he may be searched.

With strong ambition and desire to show off, Ross would definitely choose a location that best showcases his masterpiece and quietly appreciate his "art" work.

Flanders' location happened to be the best observation point to monitor the key area at a glance. He was quietly waiting for Ross to show his hand.

Fortunately, Flanders' efforts were not in vain. The sound of Ross smashing the wine glass in anger due to frustration was like a clear signal flare, directly revealing his exact location.

At this moment, Shrek's determination turned into a fire of revenge. They would lock on to the target like a night owl, vowing to make this dangerous villain who brought countless disasters to the city pay the price and completely perish in the flames of revenge.

Ross, who was still angry, suddenly felt that his sixth sense was touched by a subtle and sharp soul power fluctuation. It felt like a stone quietly thrown into a calm lake, stirring up circles of invisible ripples in this space.

He instantly restrained the flames of anger, and adjusted his posture as swiftly as a leopard, like an iron tower ready to go, and entered a state of alert.

"Who is it? Who is performing soul skills in the dark near here?" Ross roared in his heart, and his deep eyes flashed with cold light.

Years of lurking life have honed his keen perception like a cheetah, and any subtle movement can hardly escape his detection. It is also this vigilance and alertness to danger that makes him feel at ease in the southern economic center of the Tiandao Empire-Suotuo City, and skillfully play his role.

Ross tensed his nerves and stood still in a defensive posture. Time seemed to stop under his gaze. For three breaths, there was no movement around.

However, his cautious character made him dare not relax easily, so he slowly moved back, intending to retreat into a more hidden and safe indoor shelter.

However, the moment he stepped into the door, the tension that had just subsided instantly surged back.

At the critical moment, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, a black shadow came like a ghost in the night, as fast as lightning, silently attacking from the blind spot of vision.

A yellow light flashed, and a yellow light film wrapped around the black shadow, followed by a thunderous collision, and the black shadow rolled up and threw itself against the wall.

At this moment, Ross could not help but stare in amazement, and his pupils shrank sharply. In any case, he had never expected to encounter such a sudden attack.

With a loud bang, bricks and rubble flew, and even several decorative reliefs were lifted into the air under the impact force, forming a chaotic and shocking picture.

The chaotic and shocking picture made Ross stare in amazement, and he was completely unprepared for this sudden attack.

The impact force was so fierce that he could not completely avoid it. His body was knocked into the air like a kite with a broken string. In the state of weightlessness, he could only let himself rise. Looking around, there was no place to borrow strength. The limits of his body and mind were severely tested at this moment.

In an atmosphere of chaos and danger, Ross tried his best to mobilize every bit of soul power in his body. His face was distorted by pain and determination. He tried to awaken the martial soul that was sleeping in the depths of his soul.

He hovered in the air, his eyes spinning like a whirlpool, full of astonishment and doubt, trying to penetrate the diffuse dust and mist and identify the true face of the raider.

Possible faces flashed through his memory one after another, and every potential enemy was quickly analyzed and eliminated, but the facts in front of him were contrary to the intelligence he had.

When he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar martial soul, Ross couldn't help but blurt out: "Flander!?"

Yes, it was Flander, the dean of the downtrodden academy who had been carefully calculated by him. At this moment, he turned into a hunter and launched a ruthless attack.

Flanders activated his fourth soul skill, the Flying Blade of the Cat-Eagle, without hesitation. His huge wings instantly burst into dazzling light, and ten sharp wind blades like knives broke through the air. The continuous impact force was like an invisible arm, pushing Ross to a higher and farther sky.

Although Flanders' martial soul, the Cat-Eagle, has an unrivaled flying ability, its attack methods are relatively limited.

Moreover, since he was born as a civilian soul master, Flanders' primary consideration when choosing the first few soul skills was survival and defense, rather than pursuing powerful attack power.

Therefore, in his combat strategy, positional warfare, trap layout, and suppression using environmental gravity became important components of his attack.

At this time, Ross, the owner of the fighting soul field, was facing unprecedented challenges.

He constantly adjusted his body shape in the sharp wind blades, accurately judged the direction of each attack, and carried out difficult defense and blocking with tenacious will and superb skills.

However, even in such a tense confrontation, part of his mind was still rapidly recalling his memory, searching for all the information about Flanders' soul skills. Because for the duel between soul masters, the control of intelligence is often the key to victory or defeat.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard Ross tried to recall, the specific details of Flanders' soul skills were always vague.

This experienced and cunning owl, for his own safety, has hidden his strength and tactics to the extreme.

This fierce collision of power and wisdom is undoubtedly gradually escalating into a peak duel of life and death.

Ross, who usually boasts of elegance and unfathomable wisdom, finally took off his reserved and mysterious mask at a critical moment, and a primitive and wild breath from the depths of his blood burst out like a storm.

His eyes flashed with unprecedented passion and determination, and he roared, "Isn't it just a fat chicken? See how I tear it apart!"

Accompanied by this roar, Ross's martial spirit possessed him, and a skinny but lifelike martial spirit was summoned instantly. It looked like a tiger but not an ordinary tiger, and was surrounded by an irrepressible fierceness.

When this unique and rare martial spirit appeared, Dean Flanders, who was flying in the air to observe the battle, suddenly changed his expression and looked solemn.

"This martial spirit that looks like a tiger and is beyond common sense, could it be the legendary dark pupil black tiger?"

Flanders was secretly surprised. He had traveled all over the continent and vaguely captured bits of information about this kind of rare soul beast in countless ancient books and the oral accounts of solitary poachers.

Deep in the Xingdou Great Forest, it is a forbidden area for ordinary soul masters. Among those poachers who are willing to take risks for the sake of profit, there is a creepy mysterious legend:

Whenever the evil-eyed white tiger family gives birth to three cubs at the same time, one of them must be different from the ordinary, that is, the terrifying dark-eyed black tiger.

This tiger is not the same tiger. Its wildness and fierceness are far superior to its kind, and its speed and agility are far superior to its brothers. It even has the outrageous habit of eating its own kind. Even its own brothers and sisters can hardly escape its sharp fangs.

Flanders once heard a horrifying story from an old poacher who was in his twilight years but had a pair of unforgettable eyes. It described the hardships and vigilance of the mother tiger when facing her strange child.

Whenever the mother tiger led her three children across the turbulent river, she would show unparalleled caution.

Because she knew that the tiger with murderous intentions might take advantage of the chaos to attack and devour other brothers and sisters.

Therefore, the tigress took a strict and almost tragic protective measure - first, she carried the tiger cub on her back, carefully crossed the river to the other side, and placed it in a safe area;

Then, she waded back again, carried a normal tiger cub on her back, and sent it safely to the other side; then she took the tiger cub and returned to the other side to let another tiger cub replace the black tiger on her back;

Finally, she took the tiger cub that was left behind to cross the river. After several rounds of going back and forth, she successfully crossed the river after going through hardships and dangers.

This cycle repeats itself step by step, just to prevent the tragedy of fratricide from happening if she is not careful.

When Flanders recalled the mysterious and strange story, his heart was surging like a tide. He couldn't help but connect the Ross who exposed the dark pupil black tiger spirit in front of him with the unique evil eye white tiger bloodline of the Xingluo Empire royal family.

Only the intricate intelligence network left by the once glorious but now secretive Xingluo Empire could have led to such a major event that affected the entire continent.

Just as Flanders was lost in thought, Ross had already completed the spirit possession, and unexpectedly activated the seventh spirit skill in an instant, with the smoothness of his movements as if it was natural, without any flaws.

Sensing the serious situation, Flanders quickly adjusted his tactics and began to climb into the air, trying to use the spatial advantage to reverse the situation.

However, before his cat-owl spirit completely flew away, Ross's arrogant voice came from behind.

There was an irrepressible provocation in it: "Wasn't it very impressive just now? How did you escape in the blink of an eye? Flanders! Our competition is not over yet!"

At this moment, Ross's spirit level is equivalent to Flanders, both of them are level 79 peak spirit saints.

With his own profound and majestic soul power and the unique speed attribute given by the Dark Eyed Black Biao martial spirit, he actually gathered his soul power under his feet, jumped and shuttled in the air as if he was on the ground, showing an amazing and agile posture.

For most non-flying soul masters, aerial combat is undoubtedly a big challenge. From two-dimensional plane combat to three-dimensional combat, this leap in concepts and skills is by no means achieved overnight.

But for Ross, this is just a different perspective to understand and control the battle.

In the harsh training in the past, he has already integrated this fighting method that includes up and down dimensions into his instincts, just like Biao is different from ordinary tigers and can move freely between treetops.

Although Flanders tried his best to fly upwards, he knew that although the Cat-Owl martial spirit was at ease in the low-altitude environment, once it entered the high-altitude area, its strength would be greatly limited and it would become powerless.

The owl spirit, which had originally occupied the active attacking position, seemed to have become the prey at this moment, being pressed step by step by Ross's flexible and fierce dark pupil Xuan Biao, and was pursued relentlessly.

Ross gathered his strength again, and suddenly a powerful spirit power burst out from his feet, rushing forward ten meters away, with sharp claws of black light flowing, and instantly launching a fierce attack.

Feeling the pressure of the whistling wind behind him, Flanders made a quick decision and dodged to the left, but this move just fell into Ross's carefully designed trap.

Ross was like a black lightning in the air, changing direction quickly, pointing directly at the direction where Flanders dodged.

His figure turned into a rapidly changing trajectory, making it difficult to catch. "Oh no, it's too late to hide!" Flanders' heart was alarmed, and his eyes revealed an unconcealable anxiety.

The spirit rings surrounding him spun violently, and a powerful spirit power was released in an instant, forming a golden light curtain, tightly protecting himself.

"Try my soul-devouring blood claw!" Ross shouted, and the huge beast claw, carrying a chilling breath, instantly hit the back of the owl martial spirit.

The golden defense that Flanders had high hopes for held up! However, the golden defense only lasted for a moment, and then it shattered into stardust like a brilliant meteor.

Flanders, who was hit hard, burst into pieces of floating feathers in the air, like a huge broken feather pillow, instantly filling the sky.

After completing this attack, Ross relaxed his body calmly, allowing gravity to slowly pull him to the ground, while recalling the feeling of the sharp attack just now, thinking secretly.

"Something is wrong, it seems that something is not right..." Ross's heart was a little confused. He knew that the claw just now contained a rare spiritual attribute attack, which should indeed cause Flanders to fall into a short state of unconsciousness.

However, the unnatural trajectory of the exploding feathers made his extremely vigilant opponent discover something unusual, which made Ross suspicious.

Decisive, Ross once again used the force in the air to kick, following Flanders who was falling faster and faster.

The feathers flying in the sky were like snowflakes, rolling and spreading under the moonlight. As the two fell rapidly from the sky, they seemed to be completely covered by the flying feathers within a distance of less than 50 meters.

A few stars suddenly lit up in the night sky under the new moon. These stars flickered like stars, lit up one by one, and gradually woven into an invisible net covering the air.

"Fifth soul skill, windproof wings, wing star chain!" Flanders went all out at this moment, activating all the available soul skills almost at the same time. He used the scattered feathers as a boundary to build a circular area, and moved at high speed in it, changing positions flexibly, as if he had merged with the starry sky.

The first soul skill "Silent Wings" gives Flanders the ability to move silently like a cat. Whether in the air or on the ground, he can approach the opponent silently like a ghost, which invisibly increases his tactical concealment and surprise attack effect.

The second soul skill "Eagle Eye Cat Pupil" gives him the ability to accurately lock the target while moving at high speed. No matter how the enemy dodges or changes position, he cannot escape his sharp eyes like an owl.

The third soul skill "Killing Instinct" further enhances his aggressiveness and five senses, making every move in the battle seem to be carefully calculated, able to see through the enemy's weaknesses, and launch a fatal attack from an unexpected angle.

And this precise grasp of the battlefield environment and the opponent's state is the key to his ability to repeatedly turn the tide in battle.

The fourth soul skill "Cat Eagle Wind Blade", as Flanders' main means of attack, forms a storm in the air that sweeps the world.

He fired countless wind blades in all directions at lightning speed, as if he had transformed into a falcon flying in the sky, covering Ross with this violent attack.

Flanders shuttled through the air, passing his enemies from all directions, up, down, left and right.

With each attack, Ross fell faster and faster!

However, despite being in such a fierce attack vortex, Ross did not show any fear.

Being controlled by others at this moment made him realize that it was not the tigers on land that truly controlled the sovereignty of the sky, but the birds that once dominated the continent and still looked down on the world under the sky.

But he still maintained his confidence. After all, although these attacks in front of him were dense and powerful, they were still within his tolerance.

As long as he could return to the ground, whether he chose to fight head-on or wait for an opportunity to escape, the initiative would be firmly in his hands.

As the death net in the night sky continued to fall, the dust flew, and this high-altitude duel finally transitioned to the ground battle stage, and the role positioning and combat strategies of both sides also changed subtly.

In the diffuse smoke and dust, a shocking picture gradually emerged:

The road surface originally paved with exquisite stone bricks was smashed into a half-meter deep pit by the violent impact, and gravel flew everywhere. A roar full of anger came from the center of the pit.

"Flander, have you had enough fun? Now, it's my turn!" Rhodes stood up from the broken ground, his words full of endless murderous intent and gushing anger.