The Golden Dragon's Tyrannical Power

The Golden Dragon's Tyrannical Power

"Ferros, you're the strongest one here. When we make our move, you'll be the first to restrain the Mandala Snake. You must use the fastest possible speed to render it incapable of fighting. Xiao Yuan and I will handle that Fiery Mountain Boar," Grandmaster said.

Ferros nodded. "Alright, leave it to me. But you all need to be careful too. The Fiery Mountain Boar isn't weak either!"

Grandmaster nodded and took several masks from his Soul Tool, handing them to everyone. "Put these on later!"

Lu Yuan swiftly grabbed one and put it over his face.

Tang San was somewhat puzzled. "Teacher, why do we need to wear masks?"

"You'll find out soon enough," Grandmaster said.

Tang San was confused by Grandmaster's words, but he obediently put on his mask anyway.

While they were putting on their masks, the battle between the Mandala Snake and the Fiery Mountain Boar in the distance had already reached its fiercest point. The Mandala Snake's venomous fangs had sunk deeply into the Fiery Mountain Boar's flesh, while the boar's huge jaws had torn the Mandala Snake's body in two. Clearly, both had suffered grievous injuries.

"Move!" Grandmaster shouted.

"Crimson Flame Hound, Prairie Fire!" A blazing fireball struck the two Soul Beasts directly. Amid a massive explosion, both Soul Beasts were blasted away.

Grandmaster's eyes flashed. "Luo Sanpao, go! First Soul Skill, A Fart Like Thunder, Luo Sanpao Shatters Heaven and Earth!"

Grandmaster's first soul ring flew onto Luo Sanpao's body. Luo Sanpao seemed to endure tremendous pain as his body swelled, releasing a cloud of yellow smoke from his rear that blasted the already airborne Fiery Mountain Boar away once more.

As the yellow smoke spread, an indescribable stench filled the air.

Lu Yuan's face twitched. A flash of light passed through his hand, and another mask appeared in it—the masks he had bought earlier and stored in his Soul Tool.

Lu Yuan's Soul Tool was a white ring. It was not large, with only three cubic meters of storage space. Ferros had gone to great lengths to get it for him.

Only after putting on two layers of masks did Lu Yuan feel much better. His senses were simply too sharp; one mask could not block out that smell at all.

The Fiery Mountain Boar was utterly dazed. It had already been covered in wounds and poisoned by the Mandala Snake. Though it had considerable poison resistance, it had then been struck by Ferros's fireball and attacked by Grandmaster's foul fart. It truly felt that life as a beast was unbearably miserable.

"As expected of a hundred-year Fiery Mountain Boar. It can still stand after taking attacks like that!" Grandmaster praised inwardly.

"Brother Boar, you really are tough. Let me send you on your final journey!"

"Golden Dragon, possess me!" His Martial Soul instantly possessed him. Ordinarily, Beast Martial Souls could only possess their masters after they obtained their first soul ring. At the Soul Scholar stage, they could only grant the power of the Martial Soul. But the Golden Dragon Spirit was different. Even without a soul ring, it could still possess him.

"Phoenix Dance Six Illusions!" Using the peerless movement technique of Phoenix Dance Six Illusions, Lu Yuan instantly closed the distance between himself and the Fiery Mountain Boar.

"First form of Mountain Sea Fist, Mountain Collapse, Earth Shatter!" Under the Golden Dragon Spirit's possession, Lu Yuan used Mountain Sea Fist for the first time.

Mountain Sea Fist, fists that suppressed mountains and seas! It came from Storm Cloud World and had been created by Wu Wudi, one of the Ten Supreme Martial Artists. Fierce and unmatched, yet balanced between hardness and softness, it could truly be called a peerless fist art.

Boom! The small, frail-looking fist struck the Fiery Mountain Boar with a thunderous crash. Empowered by the Golden Dragon Spirit, that punch carried no less than two thousand jin of force. For a six-year-old child, two thousand jin was a figure shocking enough to leave anyone speechless.

The Fiery Mountain Boar's enormous body was sent flying, crashing into a large tree nearby. Its tendons snapped and bones shattered from the impact, and even the tree was knocked straight down.

"What terrifying strength!" Grandmaster was stunned. "Is this the power of the Golden Dragon?"

"What a formidable fist art!" Tang San had also been shocked by Lu Yuan's immense strength, but his attention was focused more on Mountain Sea Fist.

Who exactly is he? How does he know such an incredible fist art? Since arriving in Douluo Continent, this was the first time Tang San had seen someone use such a fist art. It definitely did not belong to Douluo Continent. Like the Tang Sect's secret arts he cultivated, it belonged to the realm of martial arts.

Lu Yuan pressed his advantage. With a slight turn of his hand, a refined iron spear appeared in his grasp. He thrust it forward, piercing through the Fiery Mountain Boar's throat and ending its miserable life.

On the other side, Ferros easily subdued the Mandala Snake as well.

"Come quickly! This Mandala Snake is about to die!" Ferros called out.

"Little San, hurry! You must end its life before the Mandala Snake dies!" Grandmaster's voice was urgent. The Mandala Snake was an exceptionally suitable Soul Beast for Tang San. If they missed this chance, they might not find a better one.

"Yes, Teacher!" Tang San gripped a short sword and drove it straight into the Mandala Snake's brain!

A centipede may die, yet still refuse to stiffen! The Mandala Snake struggled for quite some time before finally dying.

"Little San, quickly, absorb your first soul ring!" Grandmaster's voice was anxious. Tang San's success or failure would determine whether his theory was truly correct.

Tang San nodded and sat down cross-legged.

Grandmaster's voice came again. "Focus your mind on your dantian, embrace the primal and guard the one. You must concentrate!"

Following Grandmaster's instructions, Tang San began absorbing the soul ring.

Grandmaster, Ferros, and Lu Yuan stood guard for him.

"Xiao Yuan, are you really not going to absorb the Fiery Mountain Boar's soul ring? This soul ring suits you quite well!" Grandmaster asked.

Lu Yuan shook his head. "The Fiery Mountain Boar is decent, but it isn't the most suitable for me. Its age is also too low. I want to reach the limit of what I can withstand."

Grandmaster nodded. "Based on the power you displayed when you attacked just now, I've made a judgment. Your current strength is no weaker than that of an ordinary Soul Elder. Your explosive power is even greater, and your overall physical condition is no worse than that of an ordinary Soul Grandmaster."

"Given your current condition, the limit for your first soul ring should be around eight hundred to nine hundred years—less than a thousand years. Soul Beasts of that age are probably not easy to find in Soul Hunting Forest."

The oldest Soul Beasts in Soul Hunting Forest were only around a thousand years old. Finding one eight or nine hundred years old that also excelled in strength truly would not be easy.

"It's fine. We can keep looking. We still have plenty of time!" Ferros was quite patient. Since this concerned his son's future growth, he naturally would not settle when it came to soul rings. The stronger, the better. What did a little extra time matter?

"Mm." Grandmaster nodded. "Let's deal with the Mandala Snake and Fiery Mountain Boar corpses. Fiery Mountain Boar meat is delicious, but it has been contaminated by the Mandala Snake's deadly venom, so we can only throw it away. What a pity!"

With that, the three of them dug a pit and buried the corpses of the Fiery Mountain Boar and Mandala Snake.