Second Soul Skill, Destruction Divine Lightning

Chapter 2: Second Soul Skill, Destruction Divine Lightning

When Xie Xie and Zhou Changxi arrived, what they saw was a scene of apocalyptic destruction upon the arena.

Blue Silver Grass as thick as arms densely covered the arena, whipping about incessantly with a momentum so vast it was incredibly shocking to behold.

Yet, amidst this dense thicket of Blue Silver Grass, a figure bathed in flames moved with the agility of a swallow, weaving through the chaos. No matter how dense the Blue Silver Grass became, it could never land a single blow.

The two would occasionally clash, only to separate again in an instant.

Watching this scene, both of them were dumbstruck.

Was this truly a battle between people of their own age?

Xie Xie swallowed hard, looked around, and soon spotted Wu Zhangkong at the side of the arena, so he walked over.

"Teacher Wu..."

Wu Zhangkong glanced at the two of them and spoke indifferently.

"Since you're here, just watch. Both of them have rich combat experience; it's worth learning from for your future."

Xie Xie and Zhou Changxi exchanged a glance, then asked in unison.

"Teacher Wu, who do you think will win?"

From their perspective, the two on the arena were perfectly matched.

"It's hard to say..."

Wu Zhangkong shook his head, his gaze fixed unblinkingly on the two figures on the stage.

"Hard to say? Teacher Wu, this is...?"

Xie Xie was stunned and asked instinctively.

Wu Zhangkong continued to explain.

"Look closely. Although Qiangu Wuji appears to be dodging with ease, he has been on the defensive the entire time."

"Hm?"

Hearing this, both of them were taken aback and looked back at the arena.

Upon closer inspection, they indeed discovered the issue. Although Qiangu Wuji had maintained an appearance of ease from start to finish, a careful look revealed that he seemed to be doing nothing but parrying.

No matter how you looked at it, he seemed to be struggling to cope.

After realizing this, the two couldn't help but grow nervous.

"Then, Teacher Wu, won't Qiangu Wuji lose?"

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

Tang Wulin was powerful, but his personality was so wretched that it was unbearable. In contrast, Qiangu Wuji was not only powerful but also humble, polite, and easygoing.

If one of these two had to become the class monitor, they would unconditionally support Qiangu Wuji.

Wu Zhangkong did not answer this question.

In truth, even he couldn't be sure at this moment.

He could see that Tang Wulin's strange dragon-shaped golden claws granted him immense strength, very much in the vein of "overcoming ten thousand techniques with one force."

Coupled with that bizarre Blue Silver Grass, the attacks were impossible to guard against.

Logically speaking, an offensive of this magnitude would be difficult for even a Soul Ancestor to withstand, let alone a Soul Grand Master.

Yet, in reality, not only had Qiangu Wuji held his ground, but he also seemed to be growing more courageous the longer he fought.

It was as if his stamina and soul power were infinite.

Could it be that flame?

Wu Zhangkong looked again at Qiangu Wuji, whose body was burning with intense fire, his eyes filled with confusion.

He could tell that this wasn't a soul skill or anything of the sort; it appeared to be burning Bloodline Power.

Bloodline Power with healing capabilities...

What on earth was this?

It was indeed as Wu Zhangkong suspected; Qiangu Wuji was in a very passive state at the moment.

Although Phoenix True Fire granted him extremely strong recovery abilities, there was one major problem: he lacked a sufficiently strong offensive method to break through Tang Wulin's defense.

In the short time they had been fighting, he had attempted to attack Tang Wulin several times, but the end result was always being blocked directly by the opponent's Golden Dragon Claw.

And what surprised him most was that this guy even possessed the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body.

The Golden Dragon Tyrant Body would strengthen his defense several times over for a short period, absorb the incoming damage, and then release it in a final burst.

This caused his own attacks to be somewhat restricted.

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

During another clash, Tang Wulin relied on the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body to knock him back with a single strike, then laughed heartily.

Qiangu Wuji stood in the distance, secretly rubbing his slightly numb arm.

He felt a bit helpless now; in truth, he knew very well that if it came down to raw strength, this guy was no match for him.

However, the biggest problem was that his skills were somewhat countered by Tang Wulin.

Mental attacks could hurt the opponent, but they couldn't play a decisive role.

The various abilities of the Heavenly Six Eyes could capture the opponent's attacks, allowing him to respond and dodge with ease.

But from start to finish, none of this was enough to decide the outcome.

To truly determine the winner, he would need an extremely powerful attack capable of breaking through his defense directly.

As for that kind of move, he actually did have one.

Don't forget, he hadn't used the ability of the Demon Breaking Hand from the very beginning.

He was quite curious himself to see which was stronger: the ultimate destructive attribute or the absolute defense of the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body.

Unlike his helplessness, Tang Wulin was high-spirited at this moment, feeling so smug he could fly.

"Do you remember when we first sparred, and I lost to you?"

"Back then, I secretly swore to myself that I would never lose to you again!"

Tang Wulin looked down at the brilliant golden claws in his hands, his eyes filled with monstrous hatred.

"Three years ago, you teamed up with Gu Yue to humiliate me. Today, I will return all the old and new grudges together!"

"Are you done talking?"

Qiangu Wuji looked at him calmly and said indifferently.

Tang Wulin's expression turned cold.

"What, are you in such a hurry to die?"

Qiangu Wuji shook his head, glanced at the Blue Silver Grass baring its fangs and brandishing its claws all around, and didn't care, walking toward his opponent step by step.

Arriving in front of him, he looked up and down at Tang Wulin's golden dragon claws and then said.

"This power is what you're confident in, right?"

"Hmph!"

Tang Wulin didn't answer, only letting out a heavy cold snort.

Qiangu Wuji continued to say calmly.

"You are confident in this power and defense. Since that's the case, I will crush your confidence head-on in a fair and square manner!"

"Crackle!"

Just as his voice fell, a crisp sound of an arc exploding suddenly rang out.

At the same time, the second soul ring on Qiangu Wuji, which had shown no reaction until now, finally shone with brilliant light!

Dark red arcs of electricity coiled around his blood-red claws, the dazzling light illuminating the entire arena in a hazy glow.

Meanwhile, those watching from outside the arena only heard a series of crackling sonic booms in the air.

Tang Wulin seemed to sense some kind of danger; the hairs all over his body stood on end, his eyes filled with terror.

"This is...?"

"Not good!"

He reacted instantly, unleashing his Golden Dragon Tyrant Body as layers of golden scales emerged on his body.

Qiangu Wuji did not give him a chance to react, condensing the lightning in his hand into a sharp hand-blade before charging forward like a bolt of lightning.

"Destruction Divine Lightning!"

"Hum!"

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

Tang Wulin's pupils contracted to the size of pinpricks, and he exerted his Golden Dragon Tyrant Body to the limit, yet a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, you're courting death! Since you dare to attack my Golden Dragon Tyrant Body, prepare to be killed by the rebound!"

"Is that so?"

Just as his voice fell, with a sizzling sound, Qiangu Wuji appeared right before his eyes.

At the same time, that lightning-covered claw was firmly embedded into Tang Wulin's chest.

Tang Wulin looked down, his eyes filled with astonishment, because he saw that the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body he was so confident in was actually beginning to shatter inch by inch under this single strike.

"This... this is impossible!"