The Legend of the Dragon King

Ye Xinglan spat out the three words through gritted teeth. With the utterance of each word, the sword’s shadow on Stargod Sword’s tip increased a meter. When she brought her sword down heavily with both hands, a stream of the Milky Way stars seemed to pour down. They were clearly hundreds of meters apart from each other, but the giant sword’s shadow had reached the Gale Saber Demon, Sima Jinchi in the blink of an eye.

Sima Jinchi’s expression changed slightly. However, he swung his Dragon Slaying Saber horizontally without hesitation.

The giant saber’s shadow resounded with a dragon’s wail in the heavens. The billowy sword’s shadow, the Swordstar Soul brought with it a terrifying aura of falling stars and collided with the saber.

The match had just begun. However, as it turned out, the final clashes were already in play.

The instant the Sabersoul and Swordsoul came into contact, the skies were suddenly torn apart. The entire competition stage shook violently. Shortly after, a black giant vortex appeared in the collision center. Countless stars were devoured, and the shrill dragon’s roar stopped abruptly.

The spectators’ attention froze. In the next moment, a shattering sound that seemed like the entire world was falling apart could be heard.

Suddenly, the ground cracked, and dozens of giant openings formed a network of criss-crosses at the center of the competition stage.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Amidst a series of explosions, countless shadows shattered in the skies.

The intertwining sword auras and wild saber gleams erupted to their fullest on the competition stage.

“Has she progressed to this stage already? A Swordsoul? That’s a Swordsoul?” Xu Xiaoyan stared blankly at the screen that was washed out by the bright light.

Yue Zhengyu had balled up his fists without realizing it. He had once told Xu Xiaoyan the reason he lost to the Specter King was because of his rotten luck. How could he not think that it was because his opponent was luckier? It resulted in him not being able to proceed to the finals.

Currently, he was not thinking of that. If he had absolute strength, regardless of how lucky his opponent might be, it would not bring about any difference at all.

As he watched the match between Ye Xinglan and Sima Jinchi, there was only a single thought in his head. ‘Become stronger. I must become stronger!’ He, Yue Zhengyu, was a direct descendant of the Holy Clan. Thus, he could not lag behind his comrades no matter what.

Yue Zhengyu stood up suddenly and drew a deep breath. “I’m going to cultivate now!” After he said this, he left immediately.

Xu Xiaoyan looked at the screen, then she looked at Yue Zhengyu who was striding away. She stood up as well, but there was a smile on her face. “Xinglan, you’re great, but we’ll not lose to you!” She then chased after the leaving Yue Zhengyu.

The sound of the explosion continued for a few more seconds before subsiding completely. On the competition stage, there was only a figure left standing. The huge Dragon Slaying Saber fell to the ground. On its surface, there were scores of marks left by a sword. The young girl opposite him had already disappeared under the great, terrifying clash.

“Good sword!” Sima Jinchi shouted. Then, he carried his Dragon Slaying Saber and walked away in great strides.

“Bang!” The Star Dou Cabin opened.

Ye Xinglan sat up within the Star Dou Cabin looking pale. Currently, her skin showed an unhealthy pallor.

“Sister Xinglan, are you okay?” Xu Lizhi’s concerned voice came from the outside.

“Lizhi, I…” she grunted softly and fell back into the Star Dou Cabin.

Xu Lizhi was like a surging typhoon. He dashed into the room. At this moment, he was not at all worried that Ye XInglan had nothing on her. He quickly carried her out of the Star Dou Cabin and placed her onto a bed outside.

Ye Xinglan’s breathing was a little irregular. Fortunately, her heartbeat was stable. She was clearly exhausted.

Inside the Star Dou Cabin, there was no such thing as exhausting one’s soul power. It was her spiritual powers and the heart’s strength that were exhausted. It was not easy to unleash such a slash.

Her Swordsoul had never been as unrestrained as this.

…

“The match begins!”

Yuanen Yehui looked at her opponent opposite her with keen sparkling eyes. Her opponent had a middle build but no exceptional characteristics. The information about her opponent flashed across her mind.

Number Two Hundred and Twenty-Two. Nickname: Shura King. Martial Soul: Blood-devouring Lion.

Among all the sixteen contestants who made it into the finals, this person was ranked the seventh. He was the victor of his group, known for his ferocity. He liked to use vicious methods to destroy his enemies, but his strength was dominating as well. He was a seven-ring Soul Saint and a two-word battle armor master. He was definitely an outstanding person among the Soul Saints.

Yuanen Yehui squinted her eyes slightly. She stood there in her male appearance. She looked as plain as can be. As there was nothing striking about her, it was difficult for the others to size her up.

In the round-robin, Yuanen Yehui had proceeded to the next stage of the competition as the runner-up of her group. The winner of her group was currently a contestant who had odds of one against zero-point-five in the finals. That person had the most support as the final victor. That person’s strength was not something that she could fight against.

The referee came. The procedures here were no different from the other competitions. After confirming both the contestants were ready, he declared the commencement of the match.

“Howl!” the Shura King let out a skyward wail. The deafening, furious howl instantly set off the spectators’ burning fervor. For a time, the spectators’ din sounded like the whooping winds and roaring seas.

Comparing their external appearances, Yuanen Yehui even resembled the Shura King slightly. However, after the match began, the skills both contestants displayed were quite different.

With a furious howl, a layer of blood suddenly burst forth from the Shura King. Nobody would rely on their luck in the competition at such levels. He had unleashed his two-word battle armor the moment the match began.

Blood-red hair instantly covered his entire body. His medium stature suddenly buffed up. With the addition of his battle armor, he was more than four meters tall. A blood-thirsty aura was released from his body.

The Blood-devouring Lion martial soul had a thirst for blood. It could keep the user buffed up as if the user had eaten one of Xu Lizhi’s Bloodthirst Bean Buns, but the user would still be conscious. The soul masters who had the Blood-devouring Lion as their martial souls were usually introverts. The only shortcoming was they could easily go overboard during a battle.

Three purples and four blacks. Seven soul rings rose from underneath his feet. The contestants who were able to fight up till now had soul rings which ordinary soul masters could not hope to fight against.

Yuanen Yehui did not have a loud voice like her opponent. She strode forward quickly and swiftly closed in on her opponent. At the same time, six soul rings rose from her body. She squinted her eyes slightly and kept them focused on her opponent.

When the Shura King saw Yuanen Yehui who was quickly closing in, the glow of blood in his eyes grew denser. It was because Yuanen Yehui had not even unleashed her battle armor while she charged toward him.

‘You’re only a runner-up and you dare run toward me without unleashing your battle armor? I’ll let you suffer a grueling defeat after this. Flaying her seems like a good idea.’

As he entertained the thought, the Shura King also charged toward Yuanen Yehui with great strides. It was only now that Yuanen Yehui unleashed her martial soul.

Circles of halos sent out shockwaves from her body. The air suddenly surged violently. Her height increased as she unleashed her Titan Giant Ape martial soul. Her height exceeded six meters in an instant. Her crystal-yellow battle armor covered her body, although there were no wings. Her majestic body towered over her opponent.

The Shura King’s forward-charging body came to an abrupt halt. He spread out his arms beside him. The three-meter long and sharp claws extended from his fingers. The blood-colored sharp blades exuded a faint smell of blood. He roared furiously, and he jumped up at lightning speed. He was above Yuanen Yehui’s head in an instant. His claws were drawn inward as they slashed toward Yuanen Yehui’s head.

His speed was extremely fast, a blur of blood-colored lightning. This person was an assault system battle soul master. In terms of speed, he was also not inferior to an agility system battle soul master.