The Thirst for Close-Quarters Combat!

But Wu Changkong did not retaliate.

He simply blocked, dodged, and retreated. His steps were as light as if he were walking on clouds, and his body was as graceful as willow catkins in the wind. The Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand transformed into a white barrier, blocking all of Bai Yushan's attacks.

He's still trying.

He wanted to see where this child's limits lay. His strength, speed, reaction time, stamina, his fighting instincts, his aggressive desires, his level of madness. He wanted to see just how much this child, who dared to point at him and say, "Come and try me," really possessed.

Bai Yushan's punches grew faster and faster, his kicks more and more powerful, and the electric currents more and more violent. His hair stood on end, his eyes shone like two blue and white stars, and his mouth was stretched to its widest point, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. His breathing became heavier and heavier, his heartbeat faster and faster, and his blood surged in his veins like lava churning in a volcano.

Electric Current Push, he unleashed his full power. Stimulated by the current, his body reached a near-frenzied state; every cell was burning, every muscle fiber was trembling, and every heartbeat was gathering strength for the next attack.

But Wu Changkong is still hiding.

His body weaved through Bai Yushan's fist shadows, like a white fish swimming in a rapid current, seemingly teetering on the brink of collapse, yet always just out of reach. Bai Yushan's fist came crashing down, he dodged to the side, the wind from the punch grazing his chest. Bai Yushan's leg swept in, he leaned back, the toe brushing past his chin. Bai Yushan's knee came at him, he twisted his body, his knee striking empty air.

One punch, one punch, and another punch.

One kick, another kick, and yet another kick.

All efforts were in vain.

A flicker of annoyance flashed in Bai Yushan's eyes. Electricity surged within him, power expanded within him, and fighting spirit burned within him, but he couldn't hit his target.

The Wu Changkong is like a wisp of mist, a gust of wind, a phantom that can be seen but not touched; it is right in front of you, but you just can't hit it.

Wu Changkong was also observing.

This child's physical abilities are off the charts. His strength, speed, explosiveness, and reaction speed all far exceed what his Soul Power Level should be. Wu Changkong has seen countless geniuses in Mingdu, and those so-called prodigies who were raised by powerful families from a young age and nurtured with rare and precious materials, but none of them could reach Bai Yushan's level at the age of nine.

In Wu Changkong's view, even those Beast Martial Soul Master known for their physical prowess, even those who have reached the Soul Ancestor level, might not be able to match the child in front of him in terms of physical strength alone.

Even more terrifying was his electric current. It was an electric current that grew spontaneously from within his body, fused with his flesh, bones, and meridians. Wu Changkong, in all his years of life, had never seen such Martial Soul.

After a moment's hesitation, Gu Yue stepped forward, bowed slightly to Wu Changkong, and said respectfully but firmly, "Teacher Wu, I'm feeling a little unwell and restless. I'd like to ask for leave to go back to my dormitory to rest this morning during practice."

Wu Changkong's gaze swept over them indifferently, his clear and sharp eyes seemingly able to see through all illusions, lingering briefly on Gu Yue's cool and aloof features. He was meticulous, and looking at Gu Yue, he seemed to have guessed something.

He didn't press for details, nor did he harshly reject the request. He simply nodded slightly, his voice cool and indifferent. "Leave granted. Be mindful of your behavior and don't go out and cause trouble."

Thank you, teacher.

Gu Yue bowed slightly in thanks, and without the slightest hesitation, turned and left the training ground. Her steps were light yet hurried, and the moment she stepped out of the training ground, her originally gentle and aloof eyes suddenly turned completely cold.

The moment I stepped into the dormitory of the Eastsea Academy, the wind in the world seemed to change abruptly.

Gu Yue stopped on the street, looked up at the vast sky of Eastsea City, and took a deep breath. The next moment, the Silver Dragon King's essence, which she had deliberately suppressed and sealed deep within her body for many years, quietly loosened its restraints.

With just a wisp of primordial power leaking out, all the elements of order in the entire world bowed down to it.

Wind, fire, water, earth, light, space.

The six fundamental elements, and even the tiny elemental particles floating in the world, instantly became agitated, densely surrounding Gu Yue, as docile as pilgrims bowing their heads to obey her commands. All elemental flows and energy fluctuations within a radius of dozens of miles were clearly reflected in her perception, every detail visible and without any concealment.

This is the essence of the Silver Dragon King, the elemental ruler after the Dragon God split in two, and the ultimate elemental controller in the world.

Normally, she deliberately suppresses her true nature, disguising herself as an ordinary first-ring Elementalist, harmless to humans and animals. But once her true nature stirs slightly, she becomes a ruler who surpasses all other Soul Master, possessing absolute control over the elements of heaven and earth.

Gu Yue closed his eyes, his mind completely immersed in the elements of heaven and earth, his senses spreading freely, enveloping the entire Eastsea City, and continuously extending, exploring, and searching towards the outer suburbs.

She was searching for an aura, a unique, domineering, and violent aura that transcended the conventional Soul Power system—the lightning and electric current of Bai Yushan.

Everyone believed that Bai Yushan's strength stemmed from his almost monstrous physical martial arts, his unparalleled Five Beast Way fighting techniques, and his combat talent and ferocious nature far surpassing his peers. But only Gu Yue, who had truly come into close contact with him and witnessed him at full power, knew that the boy's most terrifying trump card was never his martial arts, nor his Electromagnetic Clarity Soul Skill.

It is Electric Current Push.

It was a mysterious power that completely transcended Martial Soul and the Soul Master system. No one could understand it, no one could recognize it, and it did not belong to any known energy system in this world. Ordinary Soul Master cultivated their Soul Power in a disciplined manner, following the rules and laws of heaven and earth. But the Bioelectricity of Bai Yushan was a heaven-defying power born from cellular friction, physical exertion, and life-or-death situations. It was domineering, violent, and unsolvable.

For this reason, even Wu Changkong had already listed Bai Yushan as a key target and even secretly considered reporting it to the Tang Sect headquarters.

Such power is too bizarre, too defying the heavens. If allowed to grow unchecked, its future could be both promising and terrifying.

Others feared, coveted, and pried into this power, and Gu Yue was no exception.

She bears the essence of the Silver Dragon King, the destiny of the Dragon Clan's revival, and the loneliness and constraints of endless years. More than anyone else, she needs power—the power to transcend fate and take control of her own destiny. The unreasonable, rule-ignoring, and devastating thunderous power in Bai Yushan's hands is precisely what she desires and craves most.

Therefore, she cared more about Bai Yushan's safety than anyone else.

Adding flowers to brocade is something everyone knows how to do.

Those who offer timely help are few and far between.

Gu Yue was clear-headed and insightful, with profound calculations. What she wanted was not a casual acquaintance in a peaceful and prosperous era, nor the mundane companionship of a stable daily life. What she wanted was gratitude in dire straits, a bond forged in life and death, and an irreplaceable debt that the other party would remember for a lifetime.

If Bai Yushan is truly in dire straits today, she will be the only one who rushes to his rescue.

In the future, this timely kindness will become her most solid bargaining chip and her most precious bond.

His mind was immersed in the world, searching freely for elements. Countless auras, Soul Power, and energy fluctuations flashed through his mind, but he still could not find that familiar, violent thunder.

Just as Gu Yue's unease was growing stronger and almost overwhelming, a burst of extremely violent, intense, and magnificent golden lightning suddenly shot into the sky from the distant suburbs!

In that instant, all the lightning elements in the world boiled and went berserk, and the pressure swept across the land. It was domineering and far surpassed the Soul Power of ordinary Soul Ancestor and Soul King. It was pure, violent, and destructive. The electric current aura that belonged to Bai Yushan was extremely clear!

"Found it!"

Gu Yue suddenly opened her eyes, a dazzling glint flashing deep within her dark pupils. Her mind instantly locked onto the location of the desolate forest on the outskirts of Eastsea City without the slightest hesitation.

The next instant, the power of space surged forth!

First Soul Skill: Elemental Tide

The six elements converged to their ultimate state in an instant, with the spatial element as the dominant force, tearing through the void in front of them and creating a thin, dark spatial rift. Gu Yue's figure flickered, and without hesitation, she stepped into the rift.

Spatial teleportation, covering thousands of miles in an instant.

With her current superficial cultivation level of a level 19 One-Ring Soul Master, she absolutely could not activate such a domineering spatial teleportation, even with the support of the Elemental Tide, it would still be far from enough.

This transdimensional shift was entirely due to the dormant Silver Dragon King's essence within her, forcibly manipulating the laws of heaven and earth.

The spatial turbulence was violent and bone-chilling; the gusts of wind that tore through the void were like countless sharp blades, frantically slicing through her frail human body.

Having taken human form, her body was ultimately too fragile to withstand such a spatial shock that spanned a great distance; her flesh and bones instantly experienced waves of tearing pain.

In the critical moment, a simple and warm Dragon God Pendant on Gu Yue's chest suddenly lit up with a faint, shimmering white light.

The gentle yet domineering dragon power quietly spread out, forming an invisible barrier that steadily protected her body, isolating her from most of the violent turbulence and barely saving her from serious injury.

Even so, Gu Yue's pale face, slightly furrowed brows, and somewhat disordered breathing revealed the immense burden and pain she was enduring.

After a few breaths, the spatial rift slowly opened and closed.

Gu Yue's figure appeared silently on the outskirts of the deserted forest. The moment her feet touched the ground, she swayed slightly, staggered half a step, and almost lost her balance. A faint trace of blood appeared at the corner of her lips, which she forcibly suppressed.

The cost was enormous, but she had no time to worry about her own injuries.

Looking up, the desolate forest ahead was littered with ruins, a scene of utter devastation.

The towering ancient trees were all snapped in half, their thick trunks charred and carbonized, broken branches scattered all over the ground, and the once lush vegetation turned into withered yellow ash.

I have never seen such power before.

This child's body is a weapon in itself.

Wu Changkong's eyes grew brighter and brighter. He twirled the Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand, no longer dodging and defending, but turning to attack.

The Heavenly Frost Sword drew a white arc in the air, its tip piercing towards Bai Yushan's shoulder. The sword was not fast, but the angle was tricky, and the coldness on the blade was condensed and did not dissipate, like a white snake hidden in the snow, silently biting its prey.

Bai Yushan dodged to the side, the sword tip grazing his shoulder. A chill swept over his shoulder, bringing with it a fine layer of ice crystals that left a frost on his clothes. His body paused slightly, his movements a beat slower.

Wu Changkong's sword came again. The second sword pierced his waist, the third sword swept towards his leg, and the fourth sword cleaved towards his neck. The four swords came in quick succession, each one faster and more ruthless than the last, connected and impenetrable, like a white net descending from the sky, enveloping Bai Yushan.

Wu Changkong sheathed his sword, took a step back, looked at Bai Yushan, whose body was covered in frost, and said calmly, "Shall we continue?"

Bai Yushan did not answer.

He looked down at the thick layer of frost on his body, at his pale fingers, and at the white breath he exhaled.

Then he laughed.

The laughter squeezed out of his throat, hoarse and low, like the growl of a wild beast trapped in a cage. His body began to tremble, not from the cold, but from excitement. Electricity surged through his body, like enraged pythons writhing wildly in his meridians, forcing the chill out of his body inch by inch.

The frost melted, the ice crystals shattered, and a wisp of white steam rose from his body—a mist formed from the evaporation of the chill by the electric current. His hair stood on end again, and the ice crystals on his eyebrows and eyelashes turned into water droplets that slid down his cheeks, but his eyes shone like two suns.

"Continue? Hahahaha!"

Bai Yushan laughed loudly, the sound echoing in the empty training ground, causing the lighting Soul Tool on the ceiling to tremble.

"Of course we have to keep going! We've finally found someone who can fight us, how could I bear to stop!"

He took a step forward, leaving a deep footprint on the Soul Guidance Alloy plate beneath his feet. Electricity exploded on his body, the blue-white arcs of electricity denser, brighter, and more violent than before, crackling and popping throughout the entire training ground.

55,000 volts.

Wu Changkong looked at the boy whose body was crackling with electricity, and at those eyes burning with a frenzied flame, and nodded slightly.

"Good."

The frost flowers on the Heavenly Frost Sword flowed again, and the chill no longer subsided, but was released in full force. The temperature in the air plummeted to below freezing, and a thick layer of white frost appeared on the ground, spreading outwards from Wu Changkong. His body leaned slightly forward, his toes touching the ground, his knees slightly bent, his whole body like a fully drawn bow.

His First Soul Ring lit up.

Yellow Soul Ring his body, the frost flowers on the Heavenly Frost Sword stopped flowing, and all the chill gathered at the tip of the sword. An ice blade, as small as a grain of rice and as white as a snowflake, condensed at the tip of the sword, radiating a bone-chilling cold.

Frost Mark.

Wu Changkong's sword thrust out. The ice blade on the tip of the sword detached and transformed into a white streak of light in the air, heading straight for Bai Yushan's chest.

The ice blade was incredibly fast. It was as fast as a beam of light, as fast as lightning, so fast that no one had time to react. It shot out from the tip of Wu Changkong's sword, leaving a white tail in the air, accompanied by a piercing shriek, and arrived in front of Bai Yushan in the blink of an eye.