With the help of their support-type teammates, Qian Gu Yunpeng and Qian Gu Yanfeng had recovered most of their stamina. The two smashed their Martial Souls toward each other, and their Soul Power began to fuse at high speed.
In the spectator stands, Liu Baibin and the homeroom teachers of the other six classes were all astonished. Their gazes turned to Han Yuqing, Class One's homeroom teacher.
Han Yuqing raised an eyebrow at Liu Baibin, showing off her perfect figure. Liu Baibin glanced at her before turning his attention back to the spirit battle arena.
Qian Gu Yunpeng and Qian Gu Yanfeng's Martial Soul Fusion Skill was now complete. Both of their Martial Souls were weapon-type Martial Souls, yet after fusing, they did not become a weapon but a massive crimson dragon.
Zhao Xiaotian smiled as his fourth soul ring lit up. Liu Baibin also smiled in the stands, because he knew that Zhao Xiaotian's fourth soul skill came from a ten-thousand-year Mirror Shadow Beast. It allowed him to create clones, and those clones could wield forty percent of the original body's strength.
The Awakened Sacred Golden Dragon swung its tail furiously toward Zhao Xiaotian's position. Hu Liena and Xie Yue were somewhat worried for Zhao Xiaotian's safety, but they saw that there was no person or object where the Awakened Sacred Golden Dragon's tail had struck.
While the homeroom teachers and students from the various classes in the viewing area were still puzzled, one black and one white figure shot out from the Awakened Sacred Golden Dragon's tail.
The seven homeroom teachers all rose to their feet, staring at the scene in disbelief. The two figures, one black and one white, each possessed a different side of Zhao Xiaotian's personality.
Moreover, both clones held long spears that radiated powerful spear intent. At that moment, Zhao Xiaotian's original body—the black figure—changed the weapon in his hand.
His weapon had become a longsword. Seeing this, the Qian Gu brothers' eyes turned bloodshot as they angrily swung their tail with all their strength.
The two figures leaped into the air. The white figure gripped his spear and assumed the posture of throwing it, while the black figure, the original body, made a slashing motion and fixed his gaze firmly on the Awakened Sacred Golden Dragon.
"When the spear moves, Heavenly Thunderfall!"
"Clear Breeze Sword Intent, Azure Sea Flowing Clouds!"
As the original body and clones simultaneously unleashed Zhao Xiaotian's Self-Created Soul Skills, the referee, host, and even Principal Blinde could no longer remain seated.
These two Qian Gu boys were descendants of the Sixth and Seventh Enshrined Elders of the Worship Hall. Nothing could happen to them. Only Principal Blinde was watching Zhao Xiaotian's Soul Power closely. If anything changed, he would not hesitate to intervene and save Qian Gu Yunpeng and Qian Gu Yanfeng.
Qian Gu Yunpeng and Qian Gu Yanfeng had completely lost their heads as well. They roared furiously, "Awakened Golden Dragon Break!"
The Awakened Sacred Golden Dragon opened its mouth and began charging its ultimate move. Seeing both sides charging their ultimate attacks, Principal Blinde finally shot to his feet and shouted angrily, "Too late!"
Blinde left his seat and rushed forward, but there was already no time. Both sides had finished charging, and their skills collided.
Blinde, a Soul Douluo, was actually blasted away by the Soul Power impact of several Soul Grandmasters and Soul Ancestors. Violent thunder and sword qi crashed into the beam of Awakened Golden Dragon Break.
The support-type teammate in Qian Gu Yunpeng's team could not withstand the shockwave and had already fainted. Hu Liena and Xie Yue were both at the Soul Elder level and could barely remain standing on the spirit battle arena.
Yet neither side's attacks showed the slightest sign of weakening, and the power of the three men's soul skills continued to increase. At that moment, Light Feather Douluo, who had been hiding in the shadows, could no longer watch.
He knew that if this continued, the descendants of the Sixth and Seventh Enshrined Elders would definitely lose. He could also tell that this clash was now a contest of whether either side's Soul Power could hold out.
Light Feather Douluo rarely opened his right eye. "Eighth Soul Skill! Stillness Realm!"
An ice sword radiating extreme cold shot out and struck the center of the three attacks. The violent explosion shook the ears of everyone present.
Zhao Xiaotian's clones merged back into one and landed on the ground, where he spat out a mouthful of blood. Liu Jin, hidden in the shadows, felt his heart tighten at the sight and glared furiously at Light Feather Douluo, who had intervened.
Qian Gu Yunpeng and Qian Gu Yanfeng's Martial Soul Fusion Skill also dissolved after losing its Soul Power support. The two landed on the ground and supported each other as they straightened up.
Zhao Xiaotian's longsword, transformed by his second soul skill, Spirit Weapon, was planted in the ground and supported his entire body. Xie Yue and Hu Liena hurried forward to check on him.
Having sensed the icy aura from before, Liu Baibin knew who had acted. The aura around him had become terrifyingly cold as he rose to his feet, floated into the air, and slowly drifted toward the center of the spirit battle arena.
When he reached Zhao Xiaotian, Liu Baibin saw those icy, piercing eyes. He asked in confusion, "Xiaotian, are you all right?"
At those words, Zhao Xiaotian felt as though something in the center of his brow had snapped. He did not speak. Soon after, his eyes instantly turned red as a drop of blood flowed into them, dyeing his vision crimson.
The wound on Zhao Xiaotian's forehead, which had long since healed, split open and began bleeding. In the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu, who had been praying, abruptly opened his eyes.
The trace of angel Soul Power Qian Daoliu had once left in Zhao Xiaotian's Sea of Consciousness had been triggered. He looked in shock toward Qingluan Douluo, who had hurried out, urgency flashing in his eyes.
Qingluan Douluo nodded. "It broke."
Zhao Xiaotian had fallen into a long coma in the dormitory of Spirit Academy. In his mind, scenes of his battle against the Awakened Sacred Golden Dragon continued to flash endlessly.
Liu Jin's face was dark, and intense killing intent radiated from his body. Liu Baibin's expression was no better. He and his fourth uncle stood outside Zhao Xiaotian's dormitory, waiting silently.
Light Feather Douluo was now arriving with the enshrined elders of Spirit Hall and the Pope. When Liu Jin saw Light Feather Douluo, he strode forward in fury, seized his collar, and revealed an urge to kill in his eyes.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's hot temper also flared. He angrily grabbed Liu Jin's wrist and kept tightening his grip. Although Liu Jin was a Level 97 Titled Douluo, he was no match for Golden Crocodile Douluo, especially with all of Spirit Hall's upper echelon present.
Liu Jin said furiously, "I will report this matter in every detail to the old family head and the sect. You had better give our White Shadow Sect a reasonable explanation."
Qian Daoliu grew somewhat impatient at his words. "Go back first! Once we have treated him, we will naturally give you a reasonable explanation. What is a mere Level 97 Titled Douluo shouting about here?"
Liu Jin said, "What am I shouting about? If your Fifth Enshrined Elder had not suddenly used his Eighth Soul Skill, how could White Shadow Sect's nephew have ended up like this?!"
At those words, Qian Daoliu and Qingluan Douluo both turned to look at their fifth brother. Liu Jin, blinded by rage, shouted, "Does Spirit Hall think White Shadow Sect is easy to bully? Our sect has more Titled Douluo than any force or empire on the continent! If you do not give us a reasonable explanation, White Shadow Sect will become Spirit Hall's sworn enemy!"
Qian Daoliu's expression darkened. Knowing he was in the wrong, he softened his tone. "Fine! We will certainly give you a reasonable explanation! Qingluan and I are going inside to treat Xiaotian now. Please move aside!"
Liu Jin still wanted to say more, but Liu Baibin stopped him. Pushing up his glasses, Liu Baibin said, "Great Enshrined Elder, the upper echelon of White Shadow Sect is already on the way here. If anything happens to my nephew, then Your Excellency Light Feather should not blame us."
"Who do you think you are?!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo pointed at Liu Baibin and shouted angrily. Liu Baibin smiled. "I am merely the eldest son of the White Shadow Sect's sect master."
Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately fell silent and did not dare say another word. Liu Baibin then returned to his seat.
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