"Wu Lin, how are you?"

Gu Yue placed one hand on Tang Wulin's back, and the gentle light-attribute soul power slowly flowed into his body through her palm.

The warm light flowed like a thin stream of water, seeping into Tang Wulin's back, instantly dispelling some of the chill that had been lingering in his chest and abdomen.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath.

"fine."

His voice was low, but steady.

A chill still churned within him, and a dull, sharp pain throbbed in his chest and abdomen. But compared to the near-tearful breakthrough of the seal during the typhoon night, this pain was nothing.

If back then it was excruciating pain, now it's just a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Yangzi looked at Tang Wulin, and for the first time, a genuine look of surprise appeared on his face.

Even after being hit by his shadow clone, how can he still stand so steadily?

This guy's cultivation is clearly inferior to mine, and he only has one ten-year soul ring, so why is his body so resilient?

Before he could figure it out, Gu Yue suddenly raised his head.

Her eyes turned cold.

"you……"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it made Tang Wulin's heart skip a beat.

In the next instant, Gu Yue had already rushed out.

"Go to hell!"

Tang Wulin reached out to pull, but only touched a streak of blue light.

Gu Yue's body suddenly glowed with wind element, and her speed increased dramatically. She swung both hands simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of fireballs and ice spikes that rained down on the three students from Class 1, Grade 1.

The fireball arrived first.

The intense red light merged into one in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, the ice spike pierced the air, whistling sharply as it entered the flames.

But this is not the end.

The azure light emanating from Gu Yue grew stronger, and her eyes became increasingly bright. After unleashing the first round of fireballs, her hands had completely turned ice blue, and ice spikes shattered in mid-air, turning into countless ice shards, which were then swept into the wind element.

A sudden gust of wind arose.

That voice was so familiar.

The teachers and students of Tunghai College, who had just experienced a typhoon a few days ago, almost all had the illusion that the storm that swept through the city had returned to the competition stage.

There is ice in the wind.

The ice is propelled by the wind.

In just a few breaths, a pillar of ice-blue wind, about five meters high and more than one meter in diameter, had already condensed in the center of the arena and swept towards Zhang Yangzi and his two companions.

The temperature on the competition stage plummeted.

As the wind column spun, chunks of ice inside sliced ​​through the air at high speed like sharp blades, producing a piercing sound. It wasn't just ordinary wind, nor was it ordinary ice; it was a miniature ice and snow disaster compressed onto the competition stage.

Zhang Yangzi and the other two's expressions changed simultaneously.

Wang Jinxi stepped forward, crossing his arms to block the storm. Zhang Yangzi folded his wings, his black soul power quickly protecting his body. Wei Xiaofeng shrank back, spreading his Azure Shadow Serpent soul power around him, attempting to use his agile movements to avoid the edge of the storm.

But there's no escaping it.

The airflow across the entire competition stage seemed to be drawn in by that column of wind.

Just as they were about to retreat, their bodies visibly froze. It was as if an invisible force was dragging them down, reducing their speed by at least half.

They couldn't escape the reach of this ice and snow storm at all.

Long Hengxu stood at the edge of the competition platform, almost stunned by what he saw.

Is this the ability that a one-ring Soul Master can unleash?

Let alone the first ring road.

Even a thousand-year soul skill of a three-ring Soul Master might not have such scale and power, right?

Ice storm.

A combination of ice and wind elements.

Among the three students in Class 5 of the first grade, the strongest has never been Xie Xie, who has the highest soul power and possesses twin martial souls.

It is Gu Yue.

In the previous matches, she had never truly shown her limits. But today, when Tang Wulin was hit by the opponent's shadow clone and Xie Xie was nearly severely injured in a pincer attack, she finally became truly enraged.

This is one of the strongest attack methods she can currently unleash.

However, as soon as the blizzard struck, Gu Yue's face quickly turned pale. Her body swayed slightly, clearly unable to hold on any longer.

Tang Wulin stepped forward in time and grabbed her shoulder.

Don't force yourself to be strong.

Gu Yue didn't speak, but just stared intently ahead.

Amidst the icy storm, the sounds of collisions echoed continuously.

Wind blades and shattered ice tore at the bodies of the three students from Class 1, Grade 1. Faintly visible were streaks of soul power flashing, indicating that they were still struggling to hold on using their respective martial souls.

Xie Xie gripped the Light Dragon Dagger, his eyes flickering slightly.

He had already learned the hard way about the consequences of ice storms.

That's why he knew better than anyone how terrifying Gu Yue's move was.

Even though he has now broken through to the second ring and even though he has twin martial souls, he still can't withstand it if he gets caught up in it head-on.

There is only one best way to break this tactic.

Anticipate the situation in advance, then run far away.

Although he often bickered with Gu Yue, Xie Xie always admired Gu Yue's strength.

The blizzard lasted for more than ten seconds before gradually dissipating.

The temperature around the competition platform had dropped significantly, and tiny ice crystals were even slowly drifting down in the air.

Zhang Yangzi and his two companions finally came into view.

Wang Jinxi, who was at the very front, suffered the most.

His school uniform was practically reduced to shreds, covered in numerous tiny scratches on his arms, shoulders, back, and chest. Fortunately, he had shielded his face with his arms, preventing him from being disfigured.

Zhang Yangzi and Wei Xiaofeng were in slightly better condition, but their faces were still pale.

In order to withstand the icy storm, they consumed a great deal of their soul power.

The way the junior students watching from below the stage looked at Gu Yue had completely changed.

Is this really a first-year student?

If she can achieve this level now, how powerful will she become in the future?

Xie Xie held the Light Dragon Dagger and walked forward step by step.

"Give up."

It was obvious to everyone that the soul power of the three students in Class 1 of Grade 1 had been depleted by at least half, and they had all suffered injuries of varying degrees.

Long Hengxu also took a step forward.

He was ready to end the game.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, the strength shown by the girl from Class 5 of the first grade had indeed exceeded the normal range of lower grade competitions.

Only at this moment did he truly understand why Wu Changkong was willing to bow his head to keep Gu Yue in Class 5.

Why did I agree to that back then?

How could they put a student like that into Class 5?

That's just plain stupid.

"We haven't lost yet."

Zhang Yangzi's voice rang out.

Those words were practically squeezed out from between his teeth.

His gaze remained sharp, even brighter than before.

Wei Xiaofeng glanced at him, her expression somewhat hesitant.

"Are you really going to use it?"

Zhang Yangzi glared at him fiercely.

We cannot lose.

Then, he looked at Wang Jinxi.

"Jin Xi, come here!"

Wang Jinxi suddenly straightened his back and let out a low roar. Black energy rose from his body once more, and the chilling aura of the Bone Dragon King Martial Soul rapidly intensified.

A hint of mockery flashed in Xie Xie's eyes.

You still want to turn things around after all this?

He flashed forward and pounced on Zhang Yangzi first.

He saw it clearly: Zhang Yangzi was the true core of these three people.

The game will be over once Zhang Yangzi is dealt with.

But just as he charged out, a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky.

That was Zhang Yangzi's spirit.

The black fledgling eagle opened its beak and spat out a beam of black light, which blocked Xie Xie's path.

Xie Xie's speed faltered.

And in that instant, he saw a scene that made his pupils shrink.

Zhang Yangzi had already pounced on Wang Jinxi's back.

He opened his arms from behind and hugged Wang Jinxi's waist.

The deep roar of the dragon and the loud cry of the eagle rang out almost simultaneously.

Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi's bodies simultaneously turned as black as ink.

Then, their auras began to merge.

Zhang Yangzi's body transformed into a ball of black light, silently merging into Wang Jinxi's body. The pair of black wings that were originally on his back rapidly expanded, transforming into the enormous wings on Wang Jinxi's back.

Wang Jinxi's body began to swell.

Two meters.

Even higher.

A massive bony tail extended from behind him, and his left arm swiftly transformed into a bony dragon claw, just like his right. Layers of dark energy rose, and the aura that had been weakened by the icy storm surged once more.

Martial Soul Fusion?

No.

It's not as complete as a true martial soul fusion skill yet.

However, Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi's martial souls clearly have a very high degree of compatibility. In addition, they have been cultivating together since childhood, which is why they can achieve this brief superposition of soul power and martial soul form.

At this moment, Wang Jinxi was no longer just a Bone Dragon King Soul Master.

He possessed dark wings.

It has the assistance of flight and field control.

Its aura was also much stronger than before.

"Get out of here!"

A deep voice came from Wang Jinxi's mouth, which had grown larger.

He slashed out with one of his bone dragon claws.

Xie Xie tried to dodge, but suddenly a black mass appeared around him. The blackness trapped him like a swamp, instantly slowing his movements.

All of this happened so suddenly.

Before Tang Wulin could get a chance to help, Xie Xie could only hold up the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger at the last moment.

"boom--"

The bone dragon claw slammed down.

Xie Xie was slapped and sent flying.

While in mid-air, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tang Wulin could even clearly hear the sound of bones cracking in his arm.

"Thank you for the encounter!"

Tang Wulin rushed out and caught Xie Xie's flying body.

Xie Xie's eyes were closed; he had fallen unconscious. The Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger in his hands vanished, and his aura weakened.

Tang Wulin held him, his gaze turning completely somber in that instant.

"asshole."

He carefully placed Xie Xie aside and looked up at the mutated Wang Jinxi.

"It's just a game!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out.

regardless of costs.

Gu Yue's face was equally cold. Just as she was about to raise her hand, her body swayed again because she had exhausted too much energy from the icy storm.

Tang Wulin did not turn around.

As he sprinted, a layer of golden lines slowly emerged on his right hand, starting from his fingertips. The gold spread upwards along his fingers, the back of his hand, and his wrist, making his entire right arm appear thicker.

A layer of gold also appeared deep within his eyes.

He stomped his left foot hard on the ground.

"boom!"

A low, muffled thud came from the competition platform.

Tang Wulin shot out like a cannonball, heading straight for Wang Jinxi.

Wang Jinxi flapped his wings, lifting his towering body off the ground. His bony tail lashed out, its long length tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, striking fiercely towards Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin opened his mouth and exhaled a wisp of black gas.

That was the dark erosion left in his body by the shadow clone, which was forcibly forced out by the aura of the Golden Dragon King.

The next instant, his right palm suddenly grew larger.

The fingers stretched out, golden nails quickly emerged, and the entire palm transformed into a dragon claw shape.

But it's different from Wang Jinxi's Bone Dragon Claw.

His claws have five fingers.

Golden five claws.

"Snapped!"

The golden dragon claws collided head-on with the bone tail.

The air itself seemed to be drawn out and distorted for a moment.

Tang Wulin's body was thrown upwards by the lash of the bone tail, but a golden light suddenly flashed across the bone tail, and the joints of the tail visibly trembled, as if it had been jolted into a pause.

Tang Wulin curled up in mid-air and rolled over to dissipate the impact.

Just as he was about to fall, the sinking star hammer in his right hand reformed.

The single-handled sinking star hammer, carrying his entire weight, pressed down from mid-air.

There was no Blue Silver Grass to pull it.

There's nothing fancy about it.

He simply used the momentum of his fall and the center of gravity after his body flipped to swing the heavy star hammer hard at Wang Jinxi's head.

Wang Jinxi brought his two bone dragon claws together towards the center and slammed them down on Tang Wulin.

If this attack lands, Tang Wulin will definitely be severely injured.

Just then, a loud dragon roar suddenly rang out from Tang Wulin's mouth.

The dragon's roar was not loud or magnificent, but it carried an indescribable majesty.

It seemed to come from the depths of one's blood.

It's like waking up from an ancient place.

Wang Jinxi's body suddenly stiffened.

The Bone Dragon King's martial spirit trembled once more.

The two clasped bone dragon claws were a beat slow in mid-air.

And it was this half-beat that determined the outcome.

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