pertwk Chapter 136 Star Luo Royal Academy
Chapter 136 Star Luo Royal Academy
The atmosphere at the competition the following day was enthusiastic.
"Please bring both players to the stage!"
"The match begins!"
The referee's announcement was like a thunderclap, instantly igniting the entire stadium.
On Shrek Academy's side, Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, Chen Zifeng, Xi Xi, Ling Luochen, Gongyang Mo, and Huo Yutong all rushed out at the same time.
The battle reached a fever pitch in the very first moment.
Huo Yutong's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and an invisible yet incredibly sharp mental attack crossed half the arena, heading straight for the core of the Star Luo Empire's formation—Princess Xu Jiujiu!
Almost simultaneously, the rainbow dragon phantom behind Gongyang Mo shimmered with light, and a magnificent amplification beam landed precisely on Ling Luochen.
Ling Luochen shouted, and his left arm emanated a vast, icy blue soul power. The 60,000-year-old ice bear left arm bone he obtained from the far north suddenly unleashed its power—the Wrath of the Ice Bear!
A terrifying cold wave erupted from her center, countless ice crystals and gale-force winds twisted together, turning into a blizzard that swept across the entire area, instantly engulfing the view in a vast expanse of white.
However, the planned sharing of mental detection across the entire team did not materialize.
On the other side, just as the star crown above Xu Jiujiu's head lit up and the dazzling starlight had not yet spread, Huo Yutong's mental shock had already crashed into her sea of consciousness!
With a muffled groan, Xu Jiujiu's figure swayed, and the casting of the Starry Night Technique was forcibly interrupted.
The two girls, each possessing top-tier mental strength, were thus caught in a perilous tug-of-war—Huo Yutong transformed all her mental strength into a dense and continuous barrage of interference, doing her best to imprison her opponent; Xu Jiujiu, on the other hand, relied on her Soul King-level soul power and spiritual soul bone to desperately support and counterattack.
With the two sides locked in a stalemate, the planned tactic of using mental detection to advance through the blizzard suddenly became ineffective.
Within the enemy ranks, the figure renowned for its speed—the Lightning Falcon Soul King—had transformed into a true bolt of lightning.
His objective was brutally clear: not a surprise attack, but a streak of light thrown out!
A bowl-shaped golden soul tool unfolded in the air, transforming into a huge hemispherical light screen that completely enveloped Ma Xiaotao, who was about to take flight.
Below the stage, He Caitou suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "A level seven absolute defense soul tool!"
This thing is extremely difficult to make, and its effect lasts for fifteen minutes. Below the Contra level... it's absolutely impossible to break through it!
Ma Xiaotao's furious phoenix flames burned wildly within the golden barrier, but could only futilely stir up ripples.
At opposite ends of the arena, Huo Yutong and Xu Jiujiu faced each other across the raging wind and snow. The collision of their mental energy fields was silent, yet extremely dangerous.
The blizzard enveloped everything, obscuring all vision.
Ling Luochen and Gongyang Mo stood back to back, becoming the fulcrum in the eye of the storm.
Dai Yueheng and Chen Zifeng, one on the left and one on the right, were like the most patient hunters, slowly groping forward in the snow with extremely low visibility. Their soul power was taut, ready to deal with any attack from any direction at any time.
In the realm of speed, there is a king. Almost the instant the Lightning Falcon Soul King threw out his soul tool, Xixi's figure clung to him like a ghost.
Two figures, known for their speed, became intertwined and colliding phantoms and sharp edges in a corner of the arena, the sound of metal clashing being swallowed up by the roar of the blizzard.
As Dai Yueheng and Chen Zifeng were intently exploring forward, suddenly, four powerful auras entered their senses—the four Soul Kings from the Star Luo Royal Academy.
Without the slightest hesitation, the two collided with a deafening roar in the blizzard.
The Dark Tiger Soul King took the lead, its claws carrying the power of shadows tearing through the wind and snow. It single-handedly held its own against Dai Yueheng and Chen Zifeng without being at a disadvantage, while the Netherworld Lion and the Wind and Fire Dual Control provided support from the side, launching a relentless offensive.
They used the Nine-Transformation Soul Ritual.
"We can't delay!" Dai Yueheng's gaze swept over the swirling frost, and his mind was made up.
He recalled the golden statue of the God of War in the ancestral hall, and the sacred test that had entered his brow—a blessing unprecedented in the family's history, the God of War's recognition of the Dai family's bloodline.
Now is the time to carry out the divine decree.
"War God Domain - Activate!"
A low growl echoed, like an ancient war song reverberating deep within the soul.
boom!
Centered on Dai Yueheng, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted, like a small sun rising in a blizzard!
Golden ripples spread rapidly, and wherever they passed, the wind and snow retreated, and the cold melted away, revealing a spherical domain with a diameter of over twenty meters.
Within the domain, the air was scorching and heavy, permeated with an ancient and undying fighting spirit and oppressive aura.
Dai Yueheng's aura began to rise rapidly.
Level 68, Level 69, Level 70... The bottleneck was as if it were non-existent under the support of the vast divine power. His soul power fluctuated violently and broke through the barrier in an instant, stepping into a brand new realm - the level of Soul Saint!
Although it was only temporary, the overwhelming sense of power was real and undeniable.
His muscles swelled slightly, golden light seemed to flow beneath his skin, his golden hair danced wildly without wind, and two clusters of dancing golden flames faintly appeared in his eyes, as if a war god had descended to earth.
"roar--!"
Dai Yueheng looked up at the sky and roared, his roar filled with an incomparably violent power that completely suppressed the sound of the wind and snow around him.
His original soul skill underwent a dramatic change in power under the amplification of the War God Domain.
"White Tiger Protective Barrier!" It was no longer a simple light shield, but a golden energy armor, solid and inscribed with ancient battle patterns, that appeared to be attached to his body.
"White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!" What was spewed out was no longer a milky white ball of light, but a destructive beam of light as thick as a bucket, wrapped with golden patterns. Wherever it passed, even the air hissed as if it were being scorched.
The Dark Tiger Soul King was the first to be hit, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.
The oppressive aura emanating from Dai Yueheng, who had been able to contend with him just moments before, now made his very soul tremble.
That golden domain not only greatly enhanced Dai Yueheng, but also continuously suppressed and weakened his soul power and fighting spirit.
"Attack together!" Dark Tiger Soul King roared, and pounced together with Netherworld Lion Soul King. The wind fueled the fire, and the fire borrowed the power of the wind. The two control-type Soul Kings also activated their Soul Skills with all their might. The four colors of Soul Power converged into a torrent, trying to resist this sudden divine power.
However, all resistance seemed particularly futile in the face of Dai Yueheng, who had briefly reached the Soul Saint level and possessed all-around enhancements from the War God Domain.
"break!"
Dai Yueheng threw a simple punch, without using any soul skills, purely a condensation of his vast soul power and domain power.
A massive golden tiger-headed fist shadow flew out of their hands, carrying an overwhelming aura, and collided with the combined attack of the four Soul Kings.
Om-!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a low, muffled thud.
The torrents of four-colored soul power melted away like ice and snow under the golden fist shadow, instantly dissipating.
The fist's momentum remained undiminished, landing solidly on the Dark Tiger Soul King's chest.
"puff!"
The Dark Tiger Soul King coughed up blood and flew backward like a broken sack, crashing hard into the Netherworld Lion that was charging after him. The two rolled backward together, taking down the Wind and Fire Dual Control Soul King who was about to unleash his soul skill as well.
The four men rolled around in a heap, unable to get up, completely defeated by the power of that punch!
The golden aura slowly receded, and the suffocating aura surrounding Dai Yueheng receded like a tide.
His face turned deathly pale instantly, his body swayed, he braced himself with his hands, knelt on one knee, and gasped for breath, his forehead covered in cold sweat. Clearly, the outburst just now had taken a heavy toll on him.
"Zifeng... the rest is up to you." Dai Yueheng's voice was hoarse, almost exhausted.
Chen Zifeng flashed to protect him, his Soul-Chasing Sword pointing forward, his expression stern.