Tang Wulin's foot shattered the rubble beneath him as he charged at the front.
He knew full well that a Soul Elder with three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings was absurdly overpowered. Though Xie Xie and the others made light of it, their nerves were taut. Their side still needed someone to set an example.
As class monitor, he had no choice but to step up.
"Blue Silver Bind!"
The classics never went out of style. The sole Yellow Soul Ring on Tang Wulin's body lit up as he unleashed the same Soul Skill Tang San had once used.
Strands of Blue Silver vines burst from the earth and raced along the ground, spreading toward An Lan like venomous snakes.
At the same time, golden light blazed from his right hand. His arm swelled at a visible speed, becoming covered in golden scales. His knuckles stretched and warped, and golden claws burst through his skin, transforming his hand into a dragon claw.
Golden Dragon Claw!
All this time, his Martial Soul had been nothing more than a decoration, not even as sturdy as a decent-quality rope. These claws, born from the mysterious dragon bloodline within him, were his true trump card.
At the same time, Wang Jinxi's figure blurred as the Bone Dragon King possessed him. His body abruptly swelled several times over, and ghastly white bone armor covered him from head to toe. He became a terrifying, colossal skeletal warrior, dark Soul Power curling through the frigid gaps between his bones.
Zhang Yangzi followed close behind. His Dark Phantom Demon Eagle Martial Soul erupted, and a pair of black wings burst from his back, tearing through his skin. Their span stretched several meters, blotting out the sky as gusts of gloomy wind howled around them.
The two exchanged a