Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 123 Empress Na'er, Suppressing All Enemies
I'm sorry I couldn't make you enjoy yourself.

Na'er's words made them all feel ashamed.

Luo Guixing helped Yang Nianxia, ​​who had just been injured, to her feet: "How are you? Can you still fight?"

"I feel like I'm going to die."

Yang Nianxia felt dizzy and lightheaded; the feeling of being attacked by Na'er was truly unpleasant.

This was because he was at the very end.

Despite his enthusiastic shouting, he's actually quite shrewd. However, what no one expected was that Na'er's strength far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Standing at the head of the group, Wu Siduo eased the numbness in her arms from the earlier collision.

After adjusting her breathing, her eyes narrowed, and she shouted, "Attack together!"

Four purple soul rings rose up behind him.

Possessed by the Martial Soul Netherworld Cat, its claws gleamed with a chilling luster, and its figure darted towards Na'er like a ghost.

Luo Guixing also revealed two yellow and one purple spirit rings. With a wave of his hand, the space around Na'er began to distort, imprisoning her and restricting her movements.

"Om-"

The space suddenly tightened, and the golden light around Na'er paused slightly, causing her movements to slow down for a moment.

With a frown, Na'er had no choice but to take a half step back. Wu Siduo's sharp claws grazed past her ear, the force of the claws whipping her hair.

This was the first time Na'er had dodged from beginning to end.

"Spatial confinement? I'd say that's barely acceptable."

Golden Dragon Roar.

Na'er parted her red lips slightly, and the black light of the ten-thousand-year soul ring behind her surged. The dragon shadow emitted a deafening dragon roar, and the invisible dragon might directly threatened Luo Guixing's mind.

He groaned, his soul power becoming disordered.

Gritting his teeth and forcing himself to stay calm, he roared, "Attack! Quickly!"

Xu Yucheng's Dark Demon Scythe slashed down instantly, the pitch-black blade energy slashing straight at Na'er's waist, the sharp whistling of the blade cutting through the air extremely piercing.

Yang Nianxia's Dark Gold Bear Martial Soul suddenly possessed her, her muscles bulged, and her soul power poured into her bear paws. The giant paws, gleaming with metallic luster, slammed into Na'er's side with the force of thunder.

Zheng Yiran's illusory image of the Azure Phosphorous Serpent King unfolded behind her, and dark green poisonous mist instantly filled the entire open space.

The condensed venomous fangs silently pierced Na'er's limbs; once the poison entered, it would paralyze her meridians and erode her soul power.

"That's fun!" Na'er suddenly burst out laughing, a strange and eerie laugh.

Faced with attacks from all sides, her eyes shone with astonishing brilliance. Her dragon claws, imbued with the power to shatter mountains and split rocks, slammed directly at Xu Yucheng's scythe.

"clang!"

The moment the gold and black clashed, the violent aftershock tore Xu Yucheng's tiger's mouth apart, sending him flying and crashing heavily into the tree trunk, his blood churning.

At the same time, Yang Nianxia's giant hand was already close by, and Na'er turned to the side.

He then delivered a powerful elbow strike to the heart.

There was a muffled sound.

Yang Nianxia's face turned bright red. He staggered and crashed into an ancient tree beside him. The trunk shattered, and he groaned as he fell to the ground, disconnecting from the network.

Wu Siduo swooped down behind Na'er, her sharp claws aimed straight for her heart.

Without turning her head, Na'er suddenly appeared with a phantom of dragon scales. Her sharp claws struck the scales, but only produced a piercing metallic clang, failing to break through.

Wu Siduo's pupils shrank suddenly. Just as she was about to pull away, Na'er grabbed her wrist and the dragon's power entered her body through her arm, making her feel numb all over. Her martial soul possession almost collapsed.

With a gentle flick, the dancing silk threads flew away like a kite with a broken string.

Zheng Yiran's poisonous mist and fangs drew near, the dark green toxin carrying a foul stench.

The moment it touched the golden light surrounding Na'er, it instantly melted away.

Na'er glanced back, flicked two golden beams from her fingertips, and accurately struck the two venomous fangs, which instantly turned into black mist and dissipated.

She lightly touched the ground and lunged forward to close in on Zheng Yiran.

Zheng Yiran looked terrified, but suddenly felt a bit of admiration for Yang Nianxia from earlier.

Facing Na'er's charge, she felt as if she were facing a soul-guided train.

in a blink.

The forest scene vanished, and she was back in the simulation device, surrounded by the pitying gazes of her classmates. Zheng Yiran: "."

The battle ended too quickly.

Luo Guixing suddenly realized that he was now isolated and helpless.

盯.
Na'er sent chills down his spine; the sight of her excited smile coupled with the instantaneous defeat of her companions was truly terrifying.

Luo Guixing's throat tightened so much that he couldn't speak.

The next moment, he smiled with relief.

He simply lay face down on all fours. After being eliminated by the system, he was kicked out.

"Tsk, why run? It's just a simulation space anyway." Na'er pursed her lips, then turned her gaze to the dense forest not far away.

A graceful figure emerged from the shadows of the dense forest. Gu Yue looked at Na'er and said helplessly, "You don't need to do this. There are two spots for vice class monitor."

Na'er remained silent and took a step forward.

His smile gradually spiraled out of control.

She simply wanted to beat Gu Yue up. In this simulated space, her physical strength gave her a significant advantage. And many of Gu Yue's techniques couldn't be simulated by the device.

Just then, a scorching heat wafted from the side.

Na'er and Gu Yue looked over.

Is that a dancing silk flower?
Black and gold intertwined and overlapped on her body, suddenly bursting out with a strange dark golden luster.

The brownish-red hair first turned white, and then became crystal clear, flowing with a subtle light like crystal silk.

She bent over, her human form vanished, and she transformed into a strange, completely transparent white tiger.

Self-fused Martial Soul Fusion Technique: Netherworld White Tiger!
The students watching from the outside were stunned.

What is this?

Having twin martial souls is one thing, but being able to fuse your own martial souls?

"Self-body Martial Soul Fusion Technique?" Gu Yue raised an eyebrow, and the elemental power around her instantly condensed, with colorful halos flowing to form a barrier.

Na'er's eyes lit up with excitement again as the dragon's shadow once more blotted out the sky. She licked her lips.

"This is so interesting, come on, little kitty."

The Netherworld White Tiger mustered all her strength, and maintaining this state was extremely taxing.

One strike decides the outcome!

The dark golden light around the Netherworld White Tiger suddenly contracted, converging entirely into its front paws.

It carried an unparalleled aura. Before the claws even moved, the ground was already carved with several deep trenches by the invisible force, and the scorching soul power fluctuations distorted and deformed the air.

She poured out all her strength at that moment.

Na'er continued to smile, while the golden dragon merely leaned forward slightly.

Everyone stared intently.

"Who do you think will win?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"It's hard to say, Wu Siduo's skill is a Martial Soul Fusion Technique."

"Don't joke around. Na'er didn't use her full strength from beginning to end, did she? And Wu Siduo was already at her last gasp."

"That's an overstatement, isn't it? Is it really that amazing?"

"Hehe, you'll behave once Na'er pokes you."

Amidst the debate, the moment the Netherworld White Tiger and the Golden Dragon collided on the screen.

A beam of light appeared in the middle.

Su Qiu appeared abruptly, spreading his arms wide. His palms faced the Netherworld White Tiger and the golden dragon respectively.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only the stagnation of two extreme forces colliding with an invisible barrier.

The Netherworld White Tiger lunged with all its might, but the moment it touched Su Qiu's palm, it could not advance an inch.

The dragon shadow that had surged in front of Na'er suddenly stopped and was firmly blocked.

(End of this chapter)