novel-bin Chapter 9 Battle of Liangyuan
Chapter 9 Battle of Liangyuan
"Let's do it!" Wu Heyi took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart, which was pounding like a deer's. After all, Wu Heyi also wanted to take this opportunity to familiarize himself with his combat skills.
You have to understand, combat skills classes are not something someone his age should be exposed to. Now that a Soul King is here to spar with him, this opportunity is harder than climbing to heaven.
Dean Liang stood like an unshakeable mountain opposite Wu Heyi. The two were 10 meters apart, staring at each other. Dean Liang smiled slightly, and with a gentle flick of his right hand, a Dragon-Slaying Mace appeared in his hand as if by magic.
His right foot lightly touched the ground like a dragonfly skimming the water, and five spirit rings slowly emerged from beneath his feet like layers of lotus flowers.
Two yellow, two purple, and one black!
Especially the black spirit ring, whose spirit power fluctuations were like a surging tsunami, making 80% of the people in the audience feel uneasy.
On the jet-black soul ring, faint black soul light shone like twinkling stars in the night sky. When in close proximity, the pressure it exerted on Wu Heyi was like a mountain pressing down on him.
From his initial composure to his furrowed brows, the moment the black spirit ring appeared, it was as if an incomparably heavy mountain had suddenly pressed down on Wu Heyi's shoulders.
Wu Heyi was like a monkey being pressed down by the Five Finger Mountain; he had the will to resist, but no power to do so.
A moment later, his martial spirit unfolded behind him like a peacock spreading its tail feathers. In an instant, Wu Heyi felt the pressure on his shoulders lessen, and he finally had a chance to catch his breath.
Wu Heyi inwardly cried out in alarm. Sure enough, the difference between a Soul King and a Soul Master was simply worlds apart.
"My martial soul is the Dragon-Slaying Mace, a level 58 Battle Soul King of the Power Attack type!"
The blunt weapon, the Kanglong Mace, in Dean Liang's hand rang out with a clang and began to spin like a dragon emerging from the sea.
The blunt weapon, as black as ink, released a unique silver luster as it spun, like lightning streaking across the night sky, revealing its sharpness.
Upon hearing Dean Liang introduce himself, Wu Heyi naturally couldn't remain indifferent.
The purple soul ring, like a graceful purple butterfly, fluttered out from the eye of the wood element array and hovered lightly around Wu Heyi.
The appearance of the purple spirit ring was like a dazzling shooting star streaking across the night sky, instantly causing a stir among the audience.
"It really is the first ring from the millennium! That's incredible!"
"..."
"My martial soul is the Light and Shadow Five Elements Array, which temporarily qualifies me as a level 16 agility-based weapon spirit master," Wu Heyi paused, scratching his head awkwardly as he spoke.
"Yes is yes, no is no, what do you mean by 'temporary'!" Dean Liang said with a laugh and a scolding tone.
"Alright, come on, let me see what's so special about your soul skill."
"Alright!" Wu Heyi said sternly, "Come on!"
The wood element eye of the Five Elements Light and Shadow Array behind him instantly took the lead like a valiant warrior, with the purple soul ring appearing as a magnificent cloak.
At that moment, an exquisite blue watch, like a dazzling sapphire, emerged from the center of the formation and landed steadily on Wu Heyi's right hand.
"A soul tool?" Dean Liang exclaimed in surprise.
When Dean Liang was young, although he lacked ability, he often traveled around the country and had a broader perspective than his peers.
Dean Liang had already guessed Wu Heyi's move with a high degree of certainty.
Wu Heyi's soul skill mainly involves releasing a summoning device, so the summoning device is the actual martial soul.
In other words, Wu Heyi is not a weapon spirit master in the traditional sense, but a soul guide weapon spirit master.
Wu Heyi installed the summoner on his left hand, and with a wave of his right hand, the wood element array eye transformed into a translucent crystal coin in his hand, resembling a mysterious mirror.
When exposed to the sun, the whole body seems to be enveloped in a layer of brilliant fluorescence.
The crystal core was loaded into the summoner. Sunlight shone through the summoner's cover, like a golden river, continuously injecting energy. The purple soul ring around Wu Hezhou flickered, as if performing a mysterious dance.
"First Soul Skill: Wind Eagle Armor, Combine!"
At a command, the fluorescent light surrounding him swiftly materialized like a nimble sprite.
The armor, with its deep blue as the main color, resembled a vast and boundless starry sky, or a sacred and inviolable divine realm, making it endlessly captivating.
Seeing Wu Heyi unleash his soul skill, Dean Liang beckoned to Wu Heyi and said loudly, "Come on, give it a try!"
"Fine, let's try and die!" Wu Heyi said fearlessly, his voice strong and clear.
Facing a Soul King-level expert, Wu Heyi did not test him as he had when facing Lao Huang, but instead summoned the Wind Eagle Sword without holding back.
In an instant, in the blink of an eye, the sound of intense metal clashing against metal filled my ears. The collision of iron against iron was continuous and rhythmic, like a stirring war drum, awe-inspiring.
Everyone was stunned and incredulous that Wu Heyi could actually hold his own against Dean Liang, even putting Dean Liang on the defensive.
"Wind Eagle Hundred Slashes!"
The Wind Eagle Sword in Wu Heyi's hand spewed out a massive number of blades like an erupting volcano, and the dense attacks intertwined into an impenetrable giant net.
Seeing Wu Heyi's fierce attack, Dean Liang was secretly shocked. He basically believed what Teacher Huang said. This attack was truly terrifying. The rhythm and power of the attack had completely reached the level of a Soul King.
Dean Liang quickly recovered from his shock, his soul power surging like a raging wave. He wielded the Dragon-Slaying Mace in his hand rapidly, like a raging dragon, directly shaking Wu Heyi away.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Dragon-Slaying Mace Demon Prison!"
A square-shaped dueling arena, like an impregnable fortress, tightly enveloped the two. Four demonic clones wielding the Dragon-Slaying Mace crawled out of the ground like ghosts from within the range of their soul skills, their eyes bloodshot and their movements demonic, as if they were messengers from hell.
"My God, he used his fifth soul skill right off the bat! I reckon Wu Heyi is doomed!"
The four clones shot towards Wu Heyi like arrows, but their targets were quite different.
They attacked the legs, abdomen, hands, and head like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.
Dean Liang's true form was actually outside the arena; the arena, composed of black mist, only covered a step in front of him.
But in just a moment, Wu Heyi, wielding the two rings, dashed out of the dangerous area like a rabbit.
Just when everyone was in a daze, thinking that everything had settled down, Wu Heyi switched weapons as if by magic.
The twin rings were thrown out like meteors, and his hands, as light as butterflies, were placed in front of his abdomen. He suddenly clapped his hands together, releasing the meditation mudra. The black energy clones didn't even have time to touch Wu Heyi before they were mercilessly destroyed.
With just two seconds of control, Wu Heyi's armor timer decreased by half a minute, like sand in an hourglass.
However, to outsiders, Wu Heyi's speed was as fast as lightning, and his attack methods were as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest sense of incongruity.