Fury, the Death of Light Dragon!

Facing the slash Xie Xie had unleashed with his Light Dragon Dagger!

A trace of gravity flashed through Light Dragon's eyes. Though he was confident in his own strength, his years of street-fighting experience had taught him never to underestimate any opponent.

"Iron Armored Dragon Avatar!"

With a thunderous roar, two Soul Rings suddenly rose beneath his feet, one white and one yellow, their lights intertwining.

At the same time, two lizard-like Soul Spirits emerged from Light Dragon's shoulders.

One was earth-yellow and smaller in size. The other was a bulkier iron-gray lizard, its scales glinting with a metallic sheen beneath the sunlight.

In an instant, Light Dragon entered the state of Martial Soul Possession.

His already burly body swelled further, and all the exposed skin on his body turned iron-gray, as though covered by a layer of metal armor.

Chunks of iron-gray scales protruded from his joints as well.

This was Light Dragon's Martial Soul, the Iron Armored Dragon—a subspecies of earth dragon that excelled at strength and defense.

Combined with his Innate Divine Strength, it had made him nearly unbeatable in street brawls.

First Soul Skill: "Iron Armor Possession!"

The white Soul Ring Shone Brightly. Light Dragon crossed his arms before his chest, and his iron-gray skin took on a metallic luster as he prepared to take Xie Xie's strike head-on.

Clang!

The piercing sound of metal colliding rang through the Streets.

Light Dragon let out a muffled grunt and staggered back two steps. He stared in shock at the bone-deep wound on his arm, blood continuously dripping down his iron-gray skin.

"How is this possible..."

Light Dragon muttered in disbelief. Ever since obtaining his First Soul Ring, no one had ever broken through his defenses.

"Ah! Brat, you're courting death!" The intense pain completely enraged Light Dragon. His eyes turned bloodshot as he let out a deafening roar.

The Yellow Soul Ring on his body abruptly Lit Up. Fine silver patterns emerged across his iron-gray skin, and his entire body expanded another size.

Second Soul Skill: "Iron Armored Dragon Body!"

This was his hundred-year soul skill, capable of raising both his defense and strength to their limits.

Light Dragon's silver pupils locked tightly onto Xie Xie, like a crazed Fierce Beast.

His massive body displayed astonishing speed as he lunged at Xie Xie with howling winds in his wake.

Xie Xie tightened his grip on the Light Dragon Dagger, a trace of gravity flashing through his eyes.

He truly had not expected this street thug to possess such strength...

"Xie Xie!"

Fang Yang and the others, who had just arrived, cried out in alarm. Tang Wulin instantly released his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, the Yellow Soul Ring behind him blazing brightly.

First Soul Skill: "Blue Silver Grass Entanglement!"

Countless Blue Silver Grass Vines shot out like spirit serpents, but they were still half a beat too slow.

Bang!

A figure cut into the battle and forcibly took Light Dragon's fatal blow in Xie Xie's place.

The tremendous impact sent Fang Yang flying backward, dragging a long trail across the ground.

"Fang Yang!"

Gu Yue's voice carried unprecedented panic.

Xie Xie and Tang Wulin immediately rushed toward Fang Yang.

Fang Yang was on one knee, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Taking Light Dragon's full-force blow head-on without Dragon Transformation was more than even he could easily endure.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Fang Yang raised his head, and the aura within him began to gradually rise.

Only then did Gu Yue relax slightly, though icy Killing Intent had already surfaced in her eyes.

If anything had truly happened to Fang Yang, she would not mind revealing her Silver Dragon True Form and sinking Eastsea City!

Eastsea City: "???"

Xie Xie let out a long breath, his heart filled with guilt.

If Fang Yang had been injured because of this, he would never forgive himself. As a descendant of Eastsea City's Xie Family, he would make the other party understand the consequences of provoking him.

Tang Wulin secretly blamed himself. If only his Blue Silver Grass had been a little faster...

Light Dragon looked at Fang Yang with uncertainty, unable to believe that this youth had taken his full-force blow head-on and remained unharmed.

In his expectations, that strike should have killed the knife-wielding brat on the spot.

After all, in his eyes, what kind of backing could someone who knew the owner of such a small shop possibly have?

Fang Yang slowly rose to his feet and looked at Light Dragon. "Not bad. Today, you're fortunate enough to witness my true strength. You can die without regrets."

"Dragon Transformation!"

With an angry roar, Fang Yang's skin began to split apart inch by inch, dense golden dragon scales spreading across his entire body like a tidal wave.

His arms were instantly covered in savage dragon scales, and sharp Golden Dragon Claws extended from his fingertips.

His black pupils turned into vertical dragon eyes that gleamed with destructive light, while an ancient Dragon Might swept across the entire area.

"G-Golden Dragon King!"

The bloodline within Gu Yue's body surged as she murmured under her breath, her black hair fluttering despite the absence of wind.

Xie Xie and Tang Wulin stared at the scene in shock. They had never seen Fang Yang assume such a form before.

Guang Long's expression swiftly changed from shock to terror.

He felt suppression coming from deep within his bloodline. His Iron Armored Dragon Martial Soul was actually trembling!

"H-How is this possible?" He staggered backward, instinctively wanting to flee.

"Boom!"

Fang Yang's figure instantly appeared before Guang Long, his Golden Dragon Claw tearing through the air as it viciously raked toward Guang Long's chest.

"Pfft!"

Blood sprayed everywhere, and five bone-deep claw marks instantly appeared across Guang Long's chest.

His entire body was sent flying more than ten meters before he crashed heavily onto the ground, completely losing consciousness.

"Brother Long!"

The two thugs hurried forward.

One of them suddenly looked up and shouted, "Do you know who Brother Long's brother is? He's Guang Biao, the East Sea Mech Captain! The entire mech force of Eastsea City is under his command!"

"Guang Biao, the East Sea Mech Captain? Good." Fang Yang slowly stepped forward and sneered.

Blood dripped from his Golden Dragon Claw onto the ground. "Tell Guang Biao to bring as many people as he wants..."

His icy gaze swept over the two thugs. "Get lost, or I'll kill you too!"

The two thugs hastily moved aside in terror.

Fang Yang walked over to the unconscious Guang Long, and his Golden Dragon Claw mercilessly tore through Guang Long's arm.

"Aaah!"

Amid a howl of agony, Guang Long was jolted awake by the excruciating pain.

Trembling, he begged for mercy. "Please, don't kill me. I... I know I was wrong. I won't dare do it again..."

Fang Yang looked down at him, his voice Extremely Cold. "You don't know you were wrong. You just know you're about to die."

"N-No... My brother is Guang Biao. He won't let you get away with this..." Guang Long threatened weakly.

Without hesitation, Fang Yang raised his Golden Dragon Claw and delivered the final blow.

"Guang Long, die!"

Gu Yue stood to the side with an expressionless face.

Xie Xie and Tang Wulin watched the scene in shock.

However, they were no saints. Guang Long's attack had been aimed at taking Xie Xie's life.

Had Fang Yang not blocked it in time, Xie Xie would probably already be...

"Xie Xie, you killed Guang Long. Hurry and hide! Otherwise, you'll be in serious trouble!"

Uncle Li dragged his battered body over.

Although his injuries were severe, he was even more worried about the safety of these four young people.

"Uncle Li, don't worry. We'll be fine," Xie Xie reassured him.

"Ah, this is all because of me..." Uncle Li sighed in self-reproach.

Fang Yang stepped forward. "Uncle Li, this has nothing to do with you. I'm the one who killed him."

He turned to the two trembling thugs. "Go tell Guang Biao that if he wants revenge, he can come to Eastsea Academy and find me, Fang Yang."

"Y-You just wait!"

The two thugs carried off Guang Long's corpse and fled in panic.

At that moment, Xie Xie took out some Federal Currency from his pocket and stuffed it into Uncle Li's hand. "Uncle Li, take this money.

"I still want to eat your Braised Beef Can in the future! Use the rest of the money to treat Aunt Li. Don't open the shop for the next few days. Wait until Aunt Li gets better first."

"H-How could I accept this..." Uncle Li tried to refuse, but tears kept streaming down his face.

"Uncle Li, just take it!" Xie Xie insisted.

"Alright, I understand!"

Uncle Li finally accepted it. Wiping away his tears, he said, "Xie Xie, once your aunt gets better, I'll reopen the shop. Bring your friends then!"

They watched Uncle Li turn around to clean up his shop, which had been smashed into a complete mess.

Xie Xie turned back to Fang Yang and the others. "Let's go back to school. The Class Promotion Tournament is tomorrow."

The four of them walked side by side along the road back to the academy.