Whoosh—
In the next instant, two dragon shadows rose almost simultaneously, tangling in battle above the great hall.
"Go!"
The difference was that behind the golden dragon shadow that leaped from Murong Tianyang came a cyan spear close on its heels.
As it shot forward, it thrust straight for the vital point of the crimson-black dragon shadow's head.
"What a fine move!"
Murong Qiuhan praised her, then spun into the air. With one outstretched hand, she summoned a blaze of dragon breath and knocked the cyan spear back.
She then formed several Magic Seals in succession, completely suppressing the golden dragon shadow until it looked ready to collapse at any moment.
"Your Highness! Borrow the momentum!"
"Good!"
Boom—
With only a few brief words exchanged, Murong Tianyang understood Li Qingwan's meaning. He immediately stirred the dragon breath within him, gathering around himself the mighty spectacle of ten thousand troops charging into battle.
"I am the Crown Prince of Tiger Chasing, the one toward whom the people's hearts turn, the one upon whom all hopes rest!"
Murong Tianyang called out in a low voice. The aura around him seemed to boil, surging wave after wave as the earth-shaking sounds of battle erupted forth.
Buzz!—
Borrowing the power of that spectacle, Li Qingwan was able to fully unleash the might of her Soldier Path. In the blink of an eye, the phantom of a cyan divine general, mounted upon a warhorse and wielding a long spear, condensed into being.
"Kill!"
Whoosh—
At her command, the divine general sprang upward and charged into the sky. With several consecutive thrusts of its spear, it relieved the golden dragon of its plight.
"What a ferocious bearing. Only a woman like you is worthy of becoming my Crown Princess Consort of Tiger Chasing!"
A thought rose