Fairy Yuechan vs. Chen Xin and Gu Rong, Two Super Douluo: Seven Killings True Body and Bone Transforms into Divine Dragon (1)

Niu Gao followed close behind. His Martial Soul Avatar was an azure giant rhinoceros, its hide as hard as iron, a sharp horn atop its head glinting with a chilling light.

The two stood one before the other, attempting to withstand the fierce assault of the golden Heavenly Roc.

Bang...

The golden Heavenly Roc's wings crashed fiercely against the mighty gorilla and azure giant rhinoceros, producing a deafening boom. An invisible shockwave swept outward, shattering every bluestone tile across the imperial palace square. Stone fragments flew everywhere, and dust billowed into the air.

The sudden blast and shockwave threw the many Tang Sect disciples into chaos. These Tang Sect elites, normally brimming with confidence and nimble in combat, all lost their usual composure at this moment.

The faces of several hundred Tang Sect disciples instantly turned pale as paper, their eyes filled with terror and unease.

At that heart-stopping moment, Shi Hao stood above the main hall in his dragon robe, his gaze sharp as lightning. He raised a hand imperiously and said, "A gorilla and a rhinoceros think they can contend with the Heavenly Roc? Ants trying to shake a tree. Suppress them all..."

As he spoke, his raised palm seemed like a towering mountain, gathering all power and majesty within it. When he pressed it downward, the air seemed to freeze in that instant, forming an invisible force of oppression.

The Plate-Armored Rhinoceros and Wild Gorilla—these two Martial Soul Avatars, whose defenses had been incomparably sturdy—collapsed like bubbles in that instant. Their bodies trembled beneath the invisible force like candles in a raging gale, ready to be snuffed out at any moment.

Titan and Niu Gao, these two mighty experts, found even their Martial Soul Avatars looking so insignificant and powerless beneath this force.

Boom...

With a thunderous blast, Titan and Niu Gao's Martial Soul Avatars were sent flying. Their enormous bodies traced long arcs through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

The instant they struck the ground, dust rose and shattered stones scattered in all directions.

The moment their bodies hit the ground, it was as though an invisible force had beaten them back to their original forms. The light around them vanished instantly, revealing their true appearances.

Cough, cough...

Titan and Niu Gao each spat out a mouthful of blood. Their faces were pale as paper, and their eyes brimmed with resentment and despair. They struggled to rise and continue fighting, but the pain wracking their bodies left them unable to move.

Just then, the golden Heavenly Roc beat its wings. Its twin wings were like two enormous golden scythes, cleaving through the sky.

With that sweep, a vast wave of golden flames surged toward the hundreds of Tang Sect disciples. Caught by the sudden attack, they had no time to react before their figures were swallowed by the golden fire.

Aah...

Screams and wails rose one after another. Those imposing Tang Sect disciples instantly became human torches within the golden inferno.

Their clothes, hair, and even skin ignited. They struggled and rolled about in agony, trying to extinguish the flames covering their bodies. But it was futile. The golden flames seemed alive, clinging tightly to them as they relentlessly devoured their lives.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack...

The Zhuge Divine Crossbows in their hands shattered one after another under the extreme heat. These concealed weapons, ordinarily so formidable, were utterly fragile at this moment.

Countless Tang Sect disciples were killed or wounded. Their corpses lay strewn across the center of the square, while the air filled with the stench of scorched flesh and blood.

"No... don't..."

Tang San, standing in a corner behind the distant main hall, saw this scene. Deep grief and fury flashed through his eyes as he clenched his hands into fists, veins bulging. Yet his left leg trembled uncontrollably.

Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, Bai Chenxiang, and Dai Mubai watched it all in incomparable grief. Seeing the hundreds of Tang Sect disciples who had come with them die on the spot felt like knives carving through their hearts.

But immediately afterward, Dai Mubai and Oscar cried out in horror. They saw the golden Heavenly Roc beat its wings again in midair and swoop toward the five of them.

That enormous figure and savage attack filled all five of them, including Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong, with an unprecedented sense of oppression and fear.

"No... no, this can't be real..."

Dai Mubai's once handsome face twisted with terror. His eyes were wide as he stared at the golden Heavenly Roc diving down from the sky as though he had seen a ghost. His blond hair was exceptionally disheveled, as though it had been whipped by a gale, with several strands even covering his frantic eyes. All his usual imposing bearing had vanished, leaving behind only misery and despair.

Dai Mubai wanted to retreat, but fear seemed to have nailed his legs in place, leaving him unable to move. In his panic, he could only shout at the top of his lungs, "Zhu Qing, quickly use the Netherworld White Tiger!"

Hearing Dai Mubai's cry, Zhu Zhuqing's expression changed drastically as well. Yet she did not hesitate. She immediately stood back-to-back with Dai Mubai as the soul power swirling around them surged violently. A huge, majestic phantom of the Netherworld White Tiger gradually appeared. It was their Martial Soul fusion skill—the Netherworld White Tiger.

The Netherworld White Tiger let out an earth-shaking roar, attempting to block the golden Heavenly Roc's fatal attack.

Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Bai Chenxiang were sheltered behind the massive phantom of the Netherworld White Tiger. Watching the shocking sight before them, their hearts were filled with unease.

Ning Rongrong in particular had gone pale with fright. She collapsed onto the ground, unable even to stand steadily.

Just as the Netherworld White Tiger and golden Heavenly Roc were about to collide, a deep voice suddenly rang out from beyond the square: "Mighty Vajra Bear Avatar..."

Before the voice faded, a burly figure had already rushed into the square. It was Zhao Wuji. Behind him followed a group of new students who had joined Shrek Academy, formerly from the Four Element Academies, including Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, and the others.

Zhao Wuji instantly transformed into a seven-meter-tall Mighty Vajra Bear. His muscles bulged, every strand of fur stood erect, and he charged into the air like a small mountain.

He drove a vicious punch at the golden Heavenly Roc. Wherever his fist wind passed, even the air seemed to be torn apart.

Zhao Wuji's expression was savage yet resolute. He was giving it everything he had, as though this punch contained his entire life.