Chapter 373 The True Form Descends!
On the other side, the moment Huo Yuhao rescued Wang Dong'er, a hazy light suddenly shone from his body. Immediately afterwards, the light and shadow of the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass appeared behind him, first a circle of ice-blue light spread outward from Huo Yuhao's body.
Body Bone Soul Skill, Eight-Cornered Ice Source Condensation.
As the icy blue halo expanded outwards, all the ice mist within the entire arena converged in that direction at an astonishing speed.
"Third Soul Skill, Wrath of the Frosty Scales!"
The blood-red third ring shone brightly, and an icy blue light condensed on Huo Yuhao's chest. Although the second and third blood-red soul rings only had one soul skill each, they were still 100,000-year soul skills.
Immediately afterwards, a beam of ice-blue light, as thick as a round table, shot out.
This move, amplified by combining three 100,000-year-old soul skills, can be considered Huo Yuhao's strongest attack to date.
On the other side, Wang Dong'er, whose figure had appeared, suddenly unleashed a dazzling light from the Haotian Hammer in her hand, which was wreathed in lightning. Then, Wang Dong'er leaped up and soared into the air, more than ten meters high.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Brilliant Explosion!"
The black spirit ring hovering in the sixth position around Wang Dong'er emitted a deep black light. As her delicate body turned, the Clear Sky Hammer she swung in both hands suddenly rose high in the wind, following Huo Yuhao's attack and smashing down towards Wu Xuan's head. At the same time, strange halos appeared on Wang Dong'er's arms.
Wu Xuan smiled slightly. So easily flustered? With this kind of mentality, he still wants to challenge himself?
It would be foolish to try and take a direct hit from their all-out attack.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Shadowless Wind!"
With a soft murmur from Wu Xuan, just as the icy blue light was about to engulf him, Wu Xuan's figure transformed into an invisible wind and vanished into the air.
Aside from the deceased evil spirit masters and those close to Wu Xuan, virtually no one had ever seen Wu Xuan use his sixth spirit skill, and Huo Yuhao and the others were unaware of it.
"boom--"
The entire arena trembled violently. The half of the arena where Wu Xuan was located transformed into a massive iceberg over thirty meters high, with countless metal fragments mixed with ice raining down on the soul-guiding shield, creating continuous ripples of energy.
Immediately afterward, the giant hammer swung down, unleashing a dense, dazzling aura, and crashed heavily onto the icy mountain shrouded in icy mist. Zheng Zhan, the referee, wore a solemn expression. The combined full-force attacks of Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er were already comparable to his own as a Title Douluo. Was this still a match between juniors?
"Boom!" A terrifying scene unfolded.
Centered on Wang Dong'er's hammer blow, the entire iceberg and the metal arena collapsed instantly. The space on the arena seemed to change color, and a crater with a diameter of over fifty meters and a depth of at least five meters formed amidst a terrifying explosion.
"Did we win?" Huo Yuhao's expression was serious; at this moment, he even forgot to breathe.
Wang Dong'er's Clear Sky Hammer also landed heavily on the ground. With the full power of her sixth soul skill and the two great soul bones of her left and right arms, she refused to believe that Wu Xuan could be completely unharmed.
"Good lad, such talent! You truly deserve to be the last remaining gem of that sect." Titan in the Tang Sect's viewing area, naturally aware of the outcome of the previous clash, couldn't help but stand up and exclaim in admiration.
As if responding to Titan's exclamation, a figure slowly appeared in Huo Yuhao and Wu Xuan's sight, clapping. At this moment, apart from his slightly torn combat uniform and a few wounds on his arms, Wu Xuan was completely unharmed.
"How is this possible?" Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er's faces instantly turned extremely ugly. Their all-out attack, which consumed nearly half of their soul power, had yielded no results.
The Shadowless Wind allows Wu Xuan to transform into an invisible and intangible breeze. In addition to being a divine skill for escaping, it also grants immunity to 90% of all damage.
If Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong's attacks hadn't covered such a wide area, Wu Xuan could have been completely immune to them.
Currently, Wu Xuan can only use his immunity to damage three times a day. This is the upper limit for his soul skills.
"The game is over. To mark your final moments, I'm going to send you two on your way with my simple fists!" Wu Xuan said, twisting his hands, his eyes cold.
"We haven't lost yet!" Huo Yuhao roared, and with a single toss, a metal sphere about half a meter in diameter rose into the air. This metal sphere resembled a large eye, with intense red light swirling on its surface.
Level 7 Soul Tool, Eye of Fear!
The Eye of Fear, created by He Caitou, can be launched to a height of 100 meters above the ground, with an attack coverage diameter of 300 meters. It fires a ray of fear every ten seconds, possessing multiple effects such as decomposition, piercing, dissolving, burning, and corroding—a typical high-altitude strike soul tool. The fact that Huo Yuhao has borrowed it demonstrates their determination to win.
The next instant, a beam of red light descended straight down, hurtling towards Wu Xuan.
Wu Xuan waved his hand and struck out with a palm, the azure lightning directly colliding with the ray of fear. A dozen violent roars followed before the ray of fear dissipated into nothingness.
When Wu Xuan looked at the two again, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er were already embracing each other tightly.
A dazzling butterfly unfolded its wings, shimmering with blue, gold, and green light. Countless water droplets rolled gently on the wings, reflecting a myriad of shimmering colors, while layers of icy aura emanated from beneath its feet, rising and swirling around the two figures.
A solo dance amidst the frost, a radiant robe of light!
Wu Xuan slapped away the Eye of Fear with a wave of his hand, then looked at the two of them expressionlessly. Since that was the case, he would not hold back anymore.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body, Part 1: True Body Descends!"
As Wu Xuan's seventh spirit ring shone brightly, a massive six-pointed star array, gleaming with dazzling light, unfolded beneath his feet. Accompanied by a deafening eagle's cry, a gigantic claw emerged from the six-pointed star array, followed by an unparalleled convergence of azure-gold energy, which swirled around Wu Xuan's body, creating an energy vortex that enveloped the entire arena.
"Crack!" With a crisp cracking sound, the outermost soul-guided shield that covered the entire arena shattered. Accompanied by a heavy thud, a huge figure with a body over fifty feet tall appeared in front of everyone.
At this moment, Wu Xuan stood atop the colossal creature, looking down upon the masses. As the golden-scaled griffin slightly trembled its wings, the sky surged with wind and clouds, and a violent hurricane blew the audience members in the stands into the air, leaving them suspended in mid-air for a full two seconds without any support.
Silence. The entire place fell silent, then erupted into unparalleled revelry.
A bald, burly man in a black robe, observing the various aspects of the competition venue, sighed deeply after a long while. "In this era, my Body Sect is inferior to Shrek Academy."
Immediately afterwards, a loud laugh rang out from the spectator area near Shrek Academy, "Hahaha, very good! Shrek Academy's Descent Technique will finally be able to witness its strongest power in this era."
The one laughing was none other than Elder Xuan, but he did not shout out his inner elation.
(End of chapter)