Chapter 258 Di Tian: Holy crap, Dragon God!

Eighty-one!

Tang Wuling gave a soft shout, and the hammer force gathered in her hand suddenly erupted at that moment.

The hammer's body surged with crimson light, transforming into two intertwined crimson dragons that soared into the sky, completely engulfing her figure.

Roar!
The dragon's shadow merged, transforming into an even more ferocious and enormous blood dragon. It opened its massive jaws, unleashing a deafening roar, and pounced down towards the dragon leaping below.

"Hahaha! Well done!"

Long Yue, who was seething with anger, roared to the sky when he saw the blood dragon attacking.

He stomped his right foot heavily, as if his whole body had merged into the earth.

The next instant, the ground surged violently, and sharp stone peaks burst forth from the earth, like earth dragons turning over, piercing straight into the sky!

boom!
The blood dragon collided with the stone peak, producing a violent hum.

The stalemate lasted only a moment before the blood dragon and the stone peak shattered simultaneously, with blood-red light raining down from the sky and dust rising from the ground.

At the top of a stone peak, Long Yue stood with his hands behind his back, his figure appearing and disappearing in the dust and mist.

"What a terrifying power!"

Long Yue's face remained calm, but he was secretly shocked.

At this moment, even with the protection of battle armor, the tiger's mouth of his hands behind his back had cracked, and he felt a sharp pain.

Swish!
A whooshing sound suddenly arose, and a dark figure flew out from the smoke and dust.

"Still have the capacity?"

Long Yue raised an eyebrow; he was surprised that he could still fight.

With a wave of his hand, a sharp stone spear split off from the stone peak beneath his feet and flew towards the dark figure.

boom!
The stone spear struck precisely, and the dark shadow exploded, turning into specks of golden light that dissipated.

"No! It's a spirit?!"

Upon seeing this, Long Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

The dark figure that just now carried Tang Wuling's aura was her soul spirit; she actually used her own soul spirit to bewitch him.

It's crazy!

Even if a soul can be resurrected after death, it comes at a great cost, and the pain of death is transmitted to the host.

However, Long Yue had no time to think about these things at the moment. A cold glint came from his back, making his hair stand on end.

He turned around abruptly and, sure enough, saw Tang Wuling appear behind him, with a golden claw coming straight at him.

Move! Damn body!

Long Yue roared inwardly, and everything in his eyes slowed down, except for that descending golden dragon claw.

He tried his best to twist his body to dodge, but it was too late.

puff!
With a muffled thud, the golden dragon claw gripped his shoulder.

Click! Kaka!

The shattering effect activated, and his battle armor, which covered his entire body, was instantly covered with shatters. Then, excruciating pain came over him!
"Success."

Tang Wuling gave a tired smile. After unleashing this attack, she couldn't even maintain her martial spirit anymore.

So she looked directly at the referee and said softly.

"I think……"

boom!
Before she could finish speaking, a violent fist slammed down, sending her flying. She crashed into the protective shield and bounced to the ground.

"court death!!!"

The intense pain ignited the ferocity in Long Yue's eyes, and his last shred of reason was consumed by rage.

His eyes were bloodshot, he was panting heavily, and he stared intently at the figure on the ground. With a push of his foot, he charged towards Tang Wuling like a bull and was about to stomp on her!

"stop!"

On the platform, Enci immediately stood up, and on the other side, a golden figure flew out as well.

But someone is faster than them!

A streak of purple light shot out and tore through the protective shield.

boom!
Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, and Long Yue's figure was suddenly sent flying backward, countless metal fragments flying everywhere, crashing heavily into the metal wall in the distance.

Jiang Yi appeared on stage at some point and carefully took the pale-faced girl into his arms.

"Are you alright... Wu Ling?"

Jiang Yi touched the girl's face, his eyes filled with tenderness.

He wouldn't even hit his own sister like that! I think Long Yue also wants to eat the Eighteen Halberds of the Sea God.

"Cough cough... You really are strong!"

On the other side, Long Yue got up from the ground, completely naked, his battle armor completely shattered.

On his chest was a wound several inches deep, from which blood seeped, but he paid no attention to it, instead staring intently at Jiang Yi opposite him.

He hadn't reacted at all to that just now.

"Humph!"

Jiang Yi snorted coldly and was about to speak when Tang Wuling in his arms gently tugged at his sleeve and shook her head weakly.

"Brother... mistakes are inevitable in battle, I'm fine."

After saying that, her eyelids drooped and she fainted.

At this moment, Ya Li also gracefully landed, and a soft golden light surged from her hand and merged into Tang Wuling's body.

"It's alright! Xiao Wuling probably used her soul tool to block it at the end, so she wasn't injured."

Yali comforted her gently.

Tang Wuling had simply fainted from exhaustion; she was otherwise unharmed. Jiang Yi's expression improved slightly, and then he turned to look at Long Yue, his aura as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

"I'll be waiting for you in the finals!"

The competition itself included a waiver of liability, so in principle, Long Yue had not violated any rules, and he was too lazy to cause trouble.

Let's see who's truly capable!

On the podium, Dai Tianling flipped through the documents in his hand, his fingertips tapping lightly on a certain page, his eyes thoughtful.

Shrek Academy, Jiang Yi, Soul Saint cultivation level, suspected of possessing a ferocious beast soul ring... Age: fourteen!
He took a slight breath.

It doesn’t seem impossible!

……

Inside a room at the Xingluo Hotel.

"Brother, I'm really okay."

Tang Wuling blushed and let Jiang Yi examine her body.

Although she didn't mind, girls are always a little embarrassed.

"Ah That's good!"

Jiang Yi withdrew his hand in a serious manner.

It's now confirmed that Tang San is indeed asleep, showing no reaction whatsoever, and there's no sign of him being touched.

Old Deng, will-o'-the-wisp, you know...?
Tang Wuling nestled in Jiang Yi's arms, feeling the warmth of her brother, and longed for it immensely.

However, the strange pull from the depths of her blood made her uneasy.

According to Lao Tang, only if she controls the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King can she not care about this.

"Brother, when will I be able to catch up with you in terms of cultivation?"

Tang Wuling looked somewhat dejected.

She's only level 49 now, and she's the only one in the East China Sea quartet who's at level 4.

Although she has the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, her talent in martial spirit is not high, and her cultivation speed is not as fast as others.

"Your cultivation speed is already very fast."

Jiang Yi smiled and reached out to pinch the girl's nose.

At fourteen years old and at level forty-nine, this speed would make him an absolute genius Soul Master in any era.

"But I want it to go even faster."

Tang Wuling pouted and nestled her head tightly into Jiang Yi's arms, whispering sweetly.

Sister Guyue, Sister Yuanen, Sister Xinglan, and Xiaoyan...

If I don't solve this problem soon, I'll become a loser, brother, I'm going to eat you up!

"Well, I do have an idea, maybe we can give it a try..."

Jiang Yi looked at Tang Wuling in his arms, blinked, and said softly.

Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong, whose martial souls are completely unrelated, were able to create the power of Haodong, so there's no reason why the two of them couldn't, right?
The bloodlines of the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King are a perfect match from birth!

"Really?"

Tang Wuling tilted her head and said with delight.

"Hmm! Do you still remember the legendary Power of Winter...?"

Jiang Yi shared his thoughts.

Tang Wuling nodded in agreement almost without hesitation.

She'd do anything to help her become stronger and gain control of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline as soon as possible.

The two sat facing each other, palms touching, carefully guiding their soul power towards each other.

A wonderful feeling arose between the two of them, as if their souls were connected by an invisible bridge.

[Brother! What a wonderful feeling!]

Focus, don't let your mind wander.

As their auras merged, their soul power and blood energy began to spontaneously fuse together.

Tang Wuling was surrounded by a pure golden halo, while Jiang Yi was surrounded by a cool silver glow.

The energies of gold and silver circulate repeatedly within each other's bodies, eventually blending together to transform into a wisp of misty, seven-colored light.

The next moment, Tang Wuling's figure gradually blurred and merged into Jiang Yi's body.

Roar--!
A seven-colored halo instantly filled the room, and a seven-colored dragon shadow faintly appeared. In the void, it seemed as if an ancient dragon roar was heard.

Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Dragon God Descends!
Just then, Master Di Tian, ​​who had just arrived, witnessed the scene of the two merging.

"Ok?"

As Di Tian gazed at the seven-colored figure in the room, a sense of reverence involuntarily arose deep within his soul.

Is this the aura of the Dragon God?

A strange light flashed in his eyes, but how could this be... then what is the master?
……

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Gu Yue, who was riding a horse to get there, suddenly sneezed in the carriage.

"Ah sneeze!"

She rubbed the tip of her nose, a strange feeling creeping into her heart.

"strangeness……"

Why do I have this vague feeling that... my house is about to be robbed?
(End of this chapter)

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