Another Tang Sect elder flicked both hands in rapid succession, and countless hidden weapons shot from his sleeves. Each one struck a shell with perfect precision, detonating it in midair. The hidden weapons were even faster than the shells, their accuracy comparable to laser guidance, as if every shell had its own trajectory and he had predicted them all in advance.
A Power Attack System Title Douluo charged into the swarm of shells. With Martial Soul Possession activated, his body swelled dramatically, and he punched out, the force of his fist turning into a wave of air that detonated dozens of shells at once. Raging flames burned across his body, blocking the aftershocks of the explosions outside and leaving him completely unharmed.
An Agility Attack System Title Douluo wove through the air, his speed pushed to the extreme, afterimages covering the sky. He held two short blades in his hands, their flashes of light slicing shell after shell in half. Before the split shells could explode, they were cut into quarters, eighths, sixteenths, until they were reduced to fragments and had no way to detonate at all.
Shrek Academy's morale soared. The young students watched their teachers and elders fighting heroically in the sky, their eyes filled with reverence and fervor. Some shouted at the top of their lungs, some clapped and cheered, and some clenched their fists, wishing they could rush up and help too.
But before their cheers had even faded, the Federation's offensive arrived.
One War God after another from the War God Temple moved out in coordination, Battle Armor equipped, Martial Soul Possession activated, Soul Power fully unleashed. Light of every color flashed across their bodies, like dozens of meteors rising from the Federation's position and charging toward Shrek Academy's Title Douluo.
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