The Appearance of the Golden Scale [Seeking Follow-up Reads]

Sensing the change in the surrounding environment, Gu Yue's body reacted immediately.

The internal air pressure remained constant, but the external pressure plummeted, and the intense pressure differential acted upon Gu Yue in an instant.

Her body felt inexplicably bloated, a dull, stifling discomfort rose simultaneously in her eardrums and chest cavity, and her entire body felt tight and sluggish.

Gu Yue realized that this ability seemed impossible to resist with soul power alone.

Her breathing hitched slightly, and she immediately mobilized her elements to protect herself, suppressing the changes in her body.

"What did you do?"

"Isn't this just applying a bit of common sense?" Xiao Mu's tone was light, carrying a sense of certainty and arrogance. "Don't you know?"

The thin air made Gu Yue's body feel uncomfortable, causing her blood and qi to surge outward.

Gu Yue understood completely in her heart. The opponent's ability was superior to her own elements.

The battlefield between Xie Xie and Wei Xiaofeng erupted on the other side.

Two figures intertwined, moving so fast that only afterimages remained. Xie Xie's twin blades flew, and with soul power infused, every strike carried the sound of tearing air.

Wei Xiaofeng's movements were eerie; after his Green Shadow Snake martial soul possessed him, his body became supple, and his first soul ring suddenly lit up.

First Soul Skill: Green Shadow Overlap!

His body blurred in an instant, turning into a patch of phantoms. One, two, three... afterimages peeled away from his main body, spreading out in a fan shape, each one identical to him.

Six figures moved in unison, snake tongues flicking, green light flowing, making it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

Xie Xie paused his steps, holding the Light Dragon Dagger in front of him, the blade glowing with a faint golden halo.

"If I can't tell them apart, then I won't!"

Just as Xie Xie made up his mind, the six green shadows surged forward simultaneously, closing in from all directions.

Xie Xie met them head-on, flipping the Light Dragon Dagger in his palm, the edge carving a sharp arc.

As an afterimage lunged at him, he dodged to the side, the dagger slicing through in one fluid motion.

The afterimage shattered, dissolving into green smoke.

It had to be said that Xie Xie's luck was a bit poor; he didn't discover the real body until the very last one.

Seeing this, Wei Xiaofeng's second soul ring lit up.

"Green Shadow Devour!"

The Green Shadow Snake suddenly expanded in the air, transforming into a massive green phantom, its blood-red maw wide open, descending upon Xie Xie's head.

Xie Xie narrowed his eyes, his second soul ring flashing in tandem.

"Light Dragon Storm!"

He spun his body, the Light Dragon Dagger turning into a golden tornado, sharp and exposed, colliding head-on with the Green Shadow Snake's giant maw.

Golden and green lights intertwined and exploded, the shockwaves surging and forcing both of them back several steps.

Wei Xiaofeng landed unsteadily, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Twin martial souls were indeed somewhat stronger than a single one.

Xie Xie steadied himself, still feeling wary of Wei Xiaofeng; after all, there was still a gap in their soul power.

He was only holding his own by relying on the advantage of his twin martial souls.

On the other side, Tang Wulin's situation was completely different.

Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass was easily severed by the tip of Na'er's spear.

Na'er did not give him a chance to catch his breath. Her silver hair rose in the arena as she gripped the Silver Dragon Spear with both hands.

The spear shaft was slender, covered in dense, hexagonal silver scales, reflecting a cold metallic luster under the sunlight.

The Silver Dragon Spear pierced through the air, the fine scales on the shaft gleaming with a cold silver light. That thrust was devoid of any flair, aimed straight at his chest, moving as fast as a silver thread.

Tang Wulin had no time to think; his right arm suddenly expanded, diamond-shaped golden scales piercing through his skin to cover his entire arm, with inch-long claws popping out from his fingertips.

He blocked with his arm, the golden scales colliding with the spear tip, sparks flying as the ear-piercing sound of metal grinding tore through the air.

"Clang—"

Tang Wulin was knocked back three steps, his right arm numb. A white mark remained on the golden scales—they hadn't been pierced—but the force had penetrated the armor, making his bones hum.

Na'er retracted her spear, a hint of surprise flashing in her silver eyes.

This was the power of the Golden Dragon King.

Tang Wulin's right arm was still burning, the blood beneath the golden scales surging like boiling water; that power was urging him to attack, urging him to tear, urging him to destroy.

His Blue Silver Grass surged from his left hand, winding toward Na'er's ankles.

Na'er tapped her toes lightly, shifting her body to the side as she swept the Silver Dragon Spear horizontally.

The spear shaft struck the Blue Silver Grass, a flash of silver light erupting, and the vines snapped inch by inch, dissolving into blue light particles.

"Your Blue Silver Grass is useless against me; it's just a waste of your soul power."

Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, his golden-scaled right arm balled into a fist, and he slammed it toward her face. The wind of his punch was fierce, carrying a low whistle.

Na'er did not dodge. She held her spear horizontally before her, the shaft dipping slightly, and guided it downward the moment his fist made contact.

Tang Wulin felt his force being deflected to the side; his center of gravity vanished instantly, and he stumbled forward.

Na'er followed through by flicking the butt of the spear upward, striking him in the ribs.

Tang Wulin flew sideways and crashed into the edge of the platform, his golden scales scraping against the surface with a harsh, grating sound.

He propped himself up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the golden scales on his right arm shining blindingly under the sunlight. He stood up once more, his Blue Silver Grass coalescing again, and with golden scales covering his fists, he attacked from both left and right simultaneously.

Na'er did not hesitate in the slightest. The Silver Dragon Spear spun a half-circle in her hands, the fine scales on the shaft humming.

The spear tip pierced through layers of Blue Silver Grass, and then, with a twist of the shaft, she parried his heavy, scale-covered fists with fluid, effortless movements.

Tang Wulin's offensive was completely neutralized. No matter how hard his golden scales were, they were useless if he couldn't touch her.

Na'er suddenly retracted her spear and flashed forward: Silver Dragon Flash.

She appeared at Tang Wulin's side, the spear shaft striking the back of his knees. Tang Wulin collapsed, bracing himself with his golden-scaled right arm, but before he could even lift his head, the spear tip was already pressed against the back of his neck.

The chill of the spear tip seeped through his skin.

Tang Wulin immediately tilted his head and rolled away to dodge the attack, heading in Xie Xie's direction.

On the other side of the arena, Xie Xie's Light Dragon Storm finally tore through the phantom image of the Green Shadow Snake.

He landed while gasping for breath, the radiance on his Light Dragon Dagger dimmed significantly. Wei Xiaofeng slumped on the ground, his soul power exhausted, lacking even the strength to stand.

But before Xie Xie could catch his breath, he saw the situation on the arena floor.

Tang Wulin was being suppressed, and Gu Yue was being suppressed head-on; her fireballs could not ignite, her ice crystals could not solidify properly, and the freezing point had dropped.

As for her wind blades, they no longer obeyed her.

Only the earth, light, and space elements could be used normally, while she had kept the dark element hidden all along.

At this moment, the three members of Class One were completely unscathed.

Xiao Mu stood in place, not having moved a single step. His force field was like an invisible net, shrouding a large area centered around him.

He was continuously lowering the air pressure, hoping to make Gu Yue faint from oxygen deprivation, though he could easily have created a vacuum and killed anyone who entered.

Gu Yue knelt on one knee, her palm pressed against the platform, and earth elements seeped into the ground from between her fingers. Brown patterns spread outward from her, the platform began to tremble, and fine sand and gravel rose, suspended in mid-air.

"Do you think I have no other trump cards?"

"A futile attack." Xiao Mu's expression was calm as the soles of his shoes slowly lifted off the ground.

He raised his hand, and the force field pressed down. The gravity on Gu Yue's shoulders suddenly doubled, and her knees slammed into the platform with a dull thud.

Gu Yue gritted her teeth, her hand on the ground not letting go.

Earth elements surged beneath the surface, accumulating and thickening.

"Look at this move of mine!"