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Take this! Wang Jinxi's somewhat deep voice rang out. His enlarged Bone Dragon Claw came flying down at Xie Xie. Just as Xie Xie tried to dodge, a patch of darkness suddenly appeared around him. He felt as though he had fallen into a swamp, unable to break free.

It had all happened far too suddenly. Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass had not had time to support him immediately. Xie Xie could only raise his Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger in front of himself before being sent flying by the blow.

While still in midair, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Tang Wulin even heard the crisp sound of bones breaking in his arm.

"Xie Xie!" Tang Wulin lunged forward and caught Xie Xie's flying body.

Xie Xie's eyes were tightly shut. He had already fallen unconscious, and the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger in his hands vanished along with them. His breathing was weak.

"Bastard, this is just a match!" Tang Wulin roared, charging recklessly at the enormous bone dragon.

As he ran, a layer of Golden Scales slowly emerged over his right arm, starting from his fingers. His entire arm seemed to swell by a full size.

Tang Wulin's pupils had turned completely golden. He stomped hard with his left foot, and as he ran, a layer of Golden Scales slowly emerged over his right arm, starting from his fingers. His entire arm seemed to swell by a full size.

Tang Wulin's pupils had turned completely golden. His left foot slammed into the ground, producing a low boom.

He shot toward the mutated Wang Jinxi like a cannonball.

Wang Jinxi's body had changed greatly from before. With a flap of the wings on his back, his two-meter-tall body rose into the air. He twisted his body, and the long tail behind him lashed toward Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin opened his mouth and expelled a breath of black mist. His right palm suddenly enlarged, his fingers lengthened, and golden claws swiftly extended, likewise taking the form of a dragon claw.

But unlike Wang Jinxi's Bone Dragon Claw, his dragon claw had five fingers.

Bang! Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Claw struck fiercely against the Bone Dragon Tail that distorted even the air around it. Tang Wulin was flung upward by the lash, but a flash of golden light also gleamed from the Bone Dragon Tail.

Tang Wulin curled up in midair and rolled. Several strands of Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Wang Jinxi's bone dragon body, and using their pulling force, he hauled himself back toward him. The Golden Dragon Claw descended, grabbing at Wang Jinxi's head.

Wang Jinxi brought his two Bone Dragon Claws together, slapping toward Tang Wulin at the same time. But at that moment, a clear dragon roar suddenly rang from Tang Wulin's mouth.

A faint golden halo radiated outward from his body for an instant, and Wang Jinxi's Bone Dragon Claws immediately slowed.

The Golden Dragon Claw came crashing down.

"Hold back!" Long Hengxu and Ye Yingluo shouted those words almost simultaneously.

But Tang Wulin had already been overwhelmed by the rage brought on by Xie Xie's grievous injury. He swung the Golden Dragon Claw with all his strength and could no longer pull it back.

At that moment, a slender hand silently appeared on Tang Wulin's right arm and gave it a gentle flick, turning Tang Wulin's body aside. The Golden Dragon Claw that had been aimed at Wang Jinxi's head instead struck Wang Jinxi's right Bone Dragon Claw.

Bang! Wang Jinxi's body, nearly twice Tang Wulin's size, was smashed directly from the air onto the ground by that claw. Tang Wulin himself was guided by a gentle force and landed to one side.

"Enough!" A cold voice rang in his ears like the toll of a morning bell or an evening drum, jolting Tang Wulin awake.

Wu Changkong stood beside him, still holding the badly injured Xie Xie in his arms.

Wang Jinxi's bone dragon body hit the ground. The tail that had first been struck by Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Claw snapped with a crisp crack, while his right Bone Dragon Claw hung broken at his side.

At that moment, Wang Jinxi's mutated body separated amid a black halo, and cries of agony erupted from two people at once.

Zhang Yangzi lay on the ground with both legs broken, while Wang Jinxi's right arm was fractured. The excruciating pain made them scream uncontrollably.

No one had expected this Class Promotion Tournament match to be so brutal.

"Teacher Wu, how could you let your students commit such violence?" Ye Yingluo had already leaped onto the stage. Pointing at Wu Changkong, she roared furiously.

Wu Changkong said to Tang Wulin, "Go." From beginning to end, he did not even glance at Ye Yingluo.

Ye Yingluo had just wanted to pursue them when she suddenly sensed an utterly sharp, icy aura emanating from Wu Changkong. In an instant, her entire body felt frozen stiff, and she ultimately failed to take that step.

Nan Fusheng, Gu Yue, and Tang Wulin, whose arm had already returned to normal, followed Wu Changkong down from the Arena.

Long Hengxu stood on the Competition Platform, his expression so gloomy it seemed as though water could drip from it.

This was a serious disaster.

In a single Class Promotion Tournament match, three people had been seriously injured. As the Referee, he could not escape blame! Such a major accident had not occurred in many years.

Wu Changkong carried Xie Xie straight to the Medical Room, where a teacher with a healing-type Martial Soul examined him. Fortunately, they were only stress fractures. Both of his forearms were broken, and although the injuries were severe, there was nothing wrong elsewhere. His internal organs had merely suffered some shock and needed time to recuperate.

The teacher also dispelled the lingering dark energy from Tang Wulin's body.

"Teacher Wu, I..." Tang Wulin looked at Wu Changkong, who stood there in silence with an icy expression, wanting to explain himself.

"There's no need to say anything. You did nothing wrong. The three of you should go back and rest," Wu Changkong said flatly.

"Oh. Then Xie Xie..." Tang Wulin asked.

"I'm here," Wu Changkong said, glancing at him.

The three of them left the Medical Room together. Seeing Tang Wulin's guilty expression, Nan Fusheng said, "Don't think too much about it. None of us could have expected that situation.

"If I'm not mistaken, what Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi used was a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. I heard that Martial Soul Fusion Skills are nearly extinct among Spirit Masters. They can only be used when the two Martial Souls are extremely compatible."

After Nan Fusheng finished speaking, he saw that Tang Wulin no longer looked quite so self-reproachful, as well as Gu Yue beside him, who looked as though she wanted to say something to Tang Wulin but held back. Sensibly, he said goodbye and returned to the dormitory.

When Nan Fusheng returned to the dormitory, Wang Ba and the other two had not yet returned. Sitting on his bed, Nan Fusheng recalled the earlier battle.

Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Claw was even stronger than I imagined. Although I had intended to conceal my abilities in this match, my performance wasn't outstanding at all.

Based on the level I showed in the previous matches, I wonder if I can still join the Zero Class that hasn't even been established yet.

Indeed, Nan Fusheng had basically coasted through the entire match. It could even be said that he bore some responsibility for the injuries Xie Xie had suffered.