Second Soul Skill, Destruction Divine Lightning

�Chapter Two: Second Soul Skill, Destruction Divine Lightning

When Xie Xie and Zhou Changxi arrived, they saw a scene of utter devastation on the arena.

Blue Silver Grass as thick as arms covered the arena, lashing about in a dense tangle. The sheer scale of it was breathtaking.

Amid the mass of Blue Silver Grass, a figure wreathed in flames darted through it like a nimble swallow. No matter how dense the grass became, it never managed to land a single hit.

The two occasionally clashed, but each time they separated again almost immediately.

Watching the scene, the two boys gaped in astonishment.

Was this really a fight between people their age?

Xie Xie swallowed and glanced around. He soon spotted Wu Zhangkong beside the arena and walked over.

"Teacher Wu..."

Wu Zhangkong glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "Since you're here, watch. Both fighters have plenty of combat experience. You can learn from them."

Xie Xie and Zhou Changxi exchanged a look, then asked in unison, "Teacher Wu, who do you think will win?"

In their eyes, the two fighters on the arena were evenly matched.

"It's hard to say..."

Wu Zhangkong shook his head, keeping his eyes fixed on the two fighters.

"Hard to say? Teacher Wu, what do you mean...?"

Xie Xie asked, momentarily stunned.

Wu Zhangkong continued explaining.

"Look closely. Qiangu Wuji may seem to be dodging with ease, but he's been on the defensive the entire time."

"Huh?"

The two boys were taken aback and looked back at the arena.

Once they did, they realized Wu Zhangkong was right. Qiangu Wuji had looked relaxed from beginning to end, but a closer look showed that he'd only been able to parry the attacks.

It seemed as if he were struggling to keep up.

Once they noticed this, they couldn't help feeling nervous.

"Then, Teacher Wu, could Qiangu Wuji lose?"

Deep down, they naturally hoped Qiangu Wuji would win this match.

Tang Wulin was powerful, but his awful personality was unbearable. Qiangu Wuji, on the other hand, was powerful yet humble, polite, and easygoing.

If one of the two had to become class monitor, then of course they would support Qiangu Wuji without hesitation.

Wu Zhangkong didn't answer.

At that moment, even he couldn't say for sure.

He could tell that Tang Wulin's strange, dragon-shaped golden claw gave him tremendous strength, enough to overwhelm any opponent through sheer force.

Then there was the bizarre Blue Silver Grass, whose attacks were impossible to guard against.

By all rights, an attack of this caliber would be difficult for even a Soul Ancestor to withstand, let alone a Soul Grandmaster.

Yet Qiangu Wuji had not only held out, he seemed to grow fiercer as the fight went on.

It was as though his stamina and Soul Power were endless.

Could it be that flame?

Wu Zhangkong looked again at Qiangu Wuji, whose whole body was engulfed in fire, his eyes full of confusion.

He could tell this wasn't a Soul Skill or anything of the sort. It seemed to be Bloodline Power, burning like a flame.

Bloodline Power with healing abilities...

What was it?

Just as Wu Zhangkong had thought, Qiangu Wuji was in a passive position at that moment.

Although Phoenix True Fire gave him tremendous regenerative abilities, there was one major problem: he didn't have an attack powerful enough to break through Tang Wulin's defenses.

Since their fight had begun, he'd tried to attack Tang Wulin several times, but each attempt had ended with the other boy blocking him with his Golden Dragon Claw.

What surprised him most was that Tang Wulin had already mastered the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body.

The Golden Dragon Tyrant Body strengthened his defense several times over for a short time, absorbing incoming damage before releasing it in a burst.

That left Qiangu Wuji reluctant to attack freely.

"Haha, is that all you've got?"

In yet another clash, Tang Wulin used the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body to send him flying, then burst into laughter.

Qiangu Wuji stood some distance away, secretly rubbing his numb arm.

He was a little frustrated. In terms of pure strength, he knew this guy was no match for him.

But the biggest problem was that Tang Wulin countered almost all his abilities.

His mental attacks could hurt the other boy, but they weren't decisive.

The various abilities of the Heavenly Six Eyes let him read his opponent's attacks and dodge them calmly.

But none of that was enough to decide the outcome.

To truly win, he needed an attack powerful enough to break through Tang Wulin's defenses.

As it happened, he had just such an ability.

After all, he still hadn't used the power of the Demon Breaking Hand.

He wondered which would prove stronger: its ultimate destructive property, or the absolute defense of the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body.

Unlike Qiangu Wuji, Tang Wulin was brimming with confidence, practically soaring with triumph.

"Do you remember our first match, when you beat me?"

"Back then, I swore to myself that I'd never lose to you again!"

Tang Wulin lowered his head to look at the gleaming golden claw in his hand, his eyes brimming with hatred.

"Three years ago, you joined forces with Gu Yue to bully me. Today, I'll settle every old and new grudge!"

"Are you done?"

Qiangu Wuji glanced at him calmly and spoke in an even tone.

Tang Wulin's expression turned cold.

"What, you can't wait to die?"

Qiangu Wuji shook his head and glanced at the Blue Silver Grass waving like claws all around them. Unbothered, he walked toward his opponent one step at a time.

When he reached Tang Wulin, he examined the golden dragon claw, then said, "This power is what makes you so confident, isn't it?"

"Hmph!"

Tang Wulin didn't answer. He only snorted.

Qiangu Wuji continued calmly, "You're confident in your strength and defense. In that case, I'll face you head-on and shatter that confidence!"

"Crack!"

As he finished speaking, a sharp burst of electricity suddenly snapped through the air.

At the same time, the Second Soul Ring that had remained dormant on Qiangu Wuji finally blazed with light!

Dark red arcs of electricity coiled around his blood-red claw, their dazzling glow turning the entire arena hazy.

Outside the arena, all the spectators heard was a series of crackling sonic booms in the air.

Tang Wulin seemed to sense danger too. The hairs on his body stood on end, and his eyes filled with alarm.

"What is this...?"

"Not good!"

He reacted instantly, activating his Golden Dragon Tyrant Body as layer upon layer of golden scales appeared across his body.

But Qiangu Wuji gave him no chance to react. The lightning in his hand gathered into a sharp blade, and he shot forward like a bolt.

"Destruction Divine Lightning!"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, he vanished from where he stood, leaving a trail of red lightning along his path.

Tang Wulin's pupils shrank to pinpoints. He activated the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body with all his might, yet a smug smile spread across his face.

"Haha, you're asking for death! Since you dared to attack my Golden Dragon Tyrant Body, get ready to die from the rebound!"

"Is that so?"

Just as he finished speaking, a crackle rang out, and Qiangu Wuji appeared right in front of him.

At the same time, the lightning-covered claw plunged squarely into Tang Wulin's chest.

Tang Wulin looked down, utterly stunned. He couldn't believe that the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body he'd trusted so much was beginning to crack apart under this single strike.

"This... This is impossible!"