Thinking of this, Wu Ling stretched lazily. "Although its combat strength is not comparable to that of an ordinary Titled Douluo, it is still enough to make me take it a little seriously."
"Roar! Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, pay the price for your arrogance!" Yu Xiaogang's voice came from the body of the Golden Sacred Dragon, accompanied by a dragon roar, and a huge dragon's might pressed down on the Wu Ling.
Facing the dragon's might emanating from the Golden Sacred Dragon, Wu Ling tilted his head expressionlessly. "Heh, needing a dragon's roar as a vessel to unleash dragon might, how laughable."
The dragon's roar carried the dragon's might, and its pressure directly flattened the trees around Wu Ling's body. Just as Yu Xiaogang's lips were about to curl into a smile, a red figure appeared above Wu Ling's head. In an instant, the dragon's might that collided with that red figure vanished into thin air, like a mouse encountering a cat.
As the storm and dust caused by the dragon's might gradually dissipated, Yu Xiaogang saw the truth behind that red color. His eyes... no, to be precise, the eyes of everyone present gradually widened, because that red color was actually a red Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!
Subsequently, the remaining six Spirit Ring, two purple, two black, and two red, appeared around Wu Ling's body. With each Spirit Ring that appeared, everyone present felt as if their worldview had been shattered and then forcibly pieced back together.
The most serious cases were those involving Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, because one firmly believed in the data he had researched, while the other firmly believed in the former.
The Spirit Ring that Wu Ling is now displaying mean that half of Yu Xiaogang's research over half his life has been rendered useless, and at the same time, it shows how ridiculous his confidence and pride in his theories were.
"No... impossible, my theory can't be wrong!"
"Disguise! That's right, you must have a disguise Spirit Skill, and all of this is a disguise!" Yu Xiaogang roared hoarsely. He lost his composure, but few of the people present laughed at him in their hearts, because at this moment, their hearts were also in turmoil.
"Disguise? Hahahaha, Yu Xiaogang, all your research over the years has been wasted on dogs. Can't you tell if it's a disguise or not?" Wu Ling sneered.
Indeed, everyone present understood that the mere display of Spirit Ring was enough to withstand the dragon's might of that level. This phenomenon alone proved that those Spirit Ring could not be faked. However, Yu Xiaogang still angrily rebuked, "You... you monster! Anomaly! My theory has been proven by hundreds of people over several decades. I even consulted materials from a hundred years ago. My theory is correct. I am the number one Martial Soul Theory in the Douluo Continent. The one who is wrong is you. You should not exist in this world!"
If Wu Ling had only surpassed Tang San by a small margin, like in the original story, Yu Xiaogang might not have lost his composure so much. After all, as a genius, breaking records is still possible. But the key point is that Wu Ling surpassed Tang San by far too much.
The First Soul Ring lasted a thousand years, the third Spirit Ring years, and the fifth Spirit Ring thousand years. Compared to other geniuses, Wu Ling was as if he had transcended an era and a dimension. This was beyond Yu Xiaogang's comprehension. And for things that cannot be understood, fear was his ultimate destiny.
"Go to Yu Xiaogang! So what if you have three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring? In the end, you're just a Soul Saint. Even if it means being hunted down by the Spirit Hall, I'll drag you down to hell and restore peace to this continent!" With Yu Xiaogang's roar, the Golden Sacred Dragon opened its mouth, but this time it wasn't a dragon's roar, but a blazing ray of Lie Yan.
The ray of light swept across the land and forest, creating a deep ravine several meters deep and burning forest, before finally striking Wu Ling precisely.
A violent explosion sent flames shooting into the sky, raising a thick cloud of dust.
"Success!" Tang San stared excitedly at the impact of the explosion. He widened his Purple Demon Eye, as if he wanted to see Wu Ling's miserable state. Wu Ling's talent had filled him with despair. Even though Wu Ling had found a way to die, he himself did not have enough power to rid the people of this scourge. Now that his teacher could kill him, it could be considered as making up for one of his regrets.
Unfortunately, no one in the world knows a law called "smoke is harmless".
From within the smoke, a clang suddenly rang out, and Wu Ling slowly emerged. Compared to before, he was now wearing golden armor and holding a golden spear.
" Yu Xiaogang, my arrogance comes from my own strength, while your arrogance comes from your own ignorance." Wu Ling said as he walked out of the dusty area, then gently patted the dust off his chest. There was no sign of injury from the attack just now.
"Shut up!" Yu Xiaogang's voice rang out again. The Golden Sacred Dragon's claws shone brightly, and blue lightning enveloped the claws as they descended from the sky to grab Wu Ling.
Faced with the attack of Golden Sacred Dragon that was ten or even dozens of times larger than himself, Wu Ling still did not dodge. He stylishly twirled his spear and then charged forward to meet it head-on.
A fierce collision rang out, and what unfolded before everyone's eyes was a scene that would shake a lifetime: Wu Ling, wielding the golden spear, fiercely blocked the attack from the Golden Sacred Dragon.
"Furthermore, a Scholar's true goal should be to innovate and pave the way for future generations after achieving academic success. But you have become complacent and arrogant after gaining some recognition. Grandmaster? Ha! You've insulted that title!"
As he spoke, Wu Ling's right arm flashed with a red light, which was the Hundred-Thousand-Year Titan Giant Ape Right Arm Bone. The red light gradually covered Wu Ling's body, and Wu Ling's power instantly doubled. With a forceful effort, he directly sent the Golden Sacred Dragon flying. However, because of the protective shield on it, Wu Ling's attack had little effect on Yu Xiaogang and the others.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up! What do you know? You think you're so great just because you can block my attack? This isn't over yet!" Yu Xiaogang said, spitting a mouthful of blood into the Golden Sacred Dragon's body.
" Golden Sacred Dragon Ultimate Secret Art! Die!"
In an instant, the entire Golden Sacred Dragon transformed from a physical form into a dragon-shaped energy body, and the enormous dragon-shaped energy body, carrying flames and Thunderclap Academy, charged towards Wu Ling once again.
"Heh, quite imposing, but how can the light of a firefly compete with the blazing sun!" Wu Ling raised the Golden Spear above his head with a backhand motion.
" Brahma, Curse Me!"
Light covered the earth, and violent explosions rang out again. The Shrek teachers and students, along with the three members of the Education Committee, dared not linger. They sensed the power of the two attacks from afar and had already run away before the two attacks made contact.
As the light faded, they saw in the distance a golden figure, like a god descending to earth, standing on the barren land. In front of him, Yu Xiaogang and the other two had already fallen.