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"Huh?" Xiao Ruier clearly noticed the anomaly as well, her eyes widening slightly in surprise.
"Our spirit power and spirits... seem to be merging?" Tang Chuan's pupils contracted slightly, and his face filled with disbelief and excitement. Suddenly, a layer of golden dragon scales began to appear on Tang Chuan's body.
He felt his strength and even his mental force escalate at an astonishing rate. It seemed Xiao Ruier could perform a Spirit Fusion with him. At the same time, a dazzling golden light burst forth from both of them.
Xiao Ruier, on the other hand, appeared somewhat calm. She tightly gripped Tang Chuan's hand and, under the strong golden light, raised her Golden Dragon Spear with her left hand, its tip pointing directly at Zhao Wuji.
"This... what is going on?" Zhao Wuji was also startled, his expression immediately becoming more serious as he said with a trembling voice. He saw their palms clasped together, and a golden-green intertwined radiance subtly surged around their bodies. This strange and eerie energy fluctuation made his heart pound violently.
"Something's wrong; could it be a Spirit Fusion Skill?" Zhao Wuji's pupils constricted, and his face suddenly changed. "I must stop them!" Although he didn't know what method the two had used, as a seven-ring Spirit Saint, he was extremely sensitive to changes in spirit power. He clearly sensed that the flow of spirit power between them was far from simple healing; it was more like a dangerous, uncontrollable fusion.
The next second, the deep black seventh spirit ring on Zhao Wuji's body suddenly lit up, and terrifying spirit power fluctuations erupted with a roar, like crashing thunder. "Seventh Soul Skill, Spirit Avatar!" Immediately after, his body underwent a massive transformation.
After the Mighty Vajra Bear possessed him, Zhao Wuji's already robust body rapidly swelled up like a balloon. In the blink of an eye, his height exceeded five meters, his muscles bulged, and his brownish-yellow fur grew wildly, transforming him into a true giant bear.
He stomped his foot violently on the ground, his figure shooting out like a cannonball, carrying astonishing qi waves, directly charging towards Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier! Before his punch arrived, the qi wave preceded it. It seemed he wanted to forcefully interrupt the miraculous fusion between the two.
However, at that moment, a magical scene appeared. The moment Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier's bodies pressed together, a strange light distorted. Within a radius of several hundred square meters, everything turned completely golden.
Immediately after, an illusory blue giant appeared behind them, covered in a set of dragon-scale armor, with blue-gold vines binding all over its body. Even more strangely, a vertical eye appeared on its forehead, an Eye of Destiny identical to that of the
Three-Eyed Golden Lion. It held an illusory Golden Dragon Spear in its palm! At this moment, the aura emanating from the two had completely reached the level of a seven-ring Spirit Saint.
"Roarâ!" Amidst a clear dragon's roar, the Golden Dragon Spear in the blue giant's hand thrust out fiercely. The moment it struck, golden light suddenly burst forth, and the spear tip of the Golden Dragon Spear turned a magnificent and transparent rose gold, tearing through space. The spear tip instantly arrived before Zhao Wuji.
At this moment, even though Zhao Wuji had activated his Spirit Avatar, facing such pressure, he felt a chill down his spine and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. His steps involuntarily hesitated for a moment.
However, after activating his Spirit Avatar, he could use all his other soul skills for 30 minutes without limitation, with their power increased to 150% of their original strength. The Mighty Vajra Bear's Spirit Avatar also came with a terrifying attribute of a 200% defense increase. This was his last resort.
Just at this critical moment of life and death, a hawk's cry, piercing through clouds and cracking stones, suddenly came from the sky. "Chirpâ!!" Immediately after, a deep, ancient, yet extremely urgent roar descended from high in the sky: "Wuji, it's a Spirit Fusion Skill! Don't take it head-on, dodge quickly!"
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji was stunned, his mind suddenly returning to clarity, yet the enormous Golden Dragon Spear was already at arm's length. The spirit power vibrating from its tip caused the surrounding air to become distorted. "Damn it!" Roaring in anger, Zhao Wuji wanted to retreat, but he was still a half-step too slow!
In an instant, the world collapsed!
"Boom!!!" Within Soto City, an earth-shattering roar erupted. A powerful spirit power wave swept out like a hurricane. The entire Soto City seemed to tremble with this single strike. A violent shockwave rapidly spread from the point of impact, street bricks instantly shattered, the ground collapsed, houses were shaken to and fro by the wind and waves, and smoke and dust filled the air! "Rumbleâ!!!"
The entire area was in chaos; dust rolled, and broken stones flew everywhere. Gasps, whistles, and the sound of collapsing wooden beams intertwined. Smoke and dust obscured the sky, and even the moonlight could not penetrate. Everyone only saw the collision point, where a blue-gold light flashed intensely, but they could not see the specific situation inside.
A moment later, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated. Amidst the crumbling ruins, a tall, slender figure now stood beside Zhao Wuji. The person wore a pair of crystal glasses, had a hooked nose, a thin build, and eyes as sharp as an eagle's. Behind him, a giant owl's phantom appeared, its wings half-spread, exuding immense pressure. The seventh black spirit ring under his feet glowed with a faint light, and his spirit power fluctuated intensely. Clearly, he had also used his Spirit Avatar!
The next second, Zhao Wuji's body swayed, and with a gush, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, then stumbled to the ground. Although his face was pale, he had not lost consciousness.
"Boss⊠why are you here?" Looking up at the familiar figure, Zhao Wuji's voice was weak but full of surprise.
Hearing this, Flender turned and glanced at Zhao Wuji, his eyes carrying a hint of worry, and he said in a deep voice, "Ever since you all left the academy, my eyelid has been twitching non-stop.
I always felt something might happen, so I rushed over immediately." As his words fell, he looked up ahead. At this moment, the sky-filling smoke and dust had finally completely dispersed. The spot where Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier had been was now empty, as if they had never existed.
"They injured so many people from my Shrek Academy and just ran away like that?" Flender's brows furrowed lightly, and he muttered, "But what exactly is the background of these two? Their strength is actually so formidable!"
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At this moment, in a secluded alley in Soto City, Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier were supporting each other as they slowly walked forward. Both were panting, their steps faltering, their foreheads covered in fine sweat.
This was clearly due to the severe depletion of both spirit power and mental force from using the Spirit Fusion Skill earlier. Just then, Xiao Ruier suddenly stopped. "I never thought that our first spirit power contact would result in a Spirit Fusion," she said. "It's truly incredible! What do you think we should name our Spirit Fusion Skill?"
"A name?" Tang Chuan was slightly startled and also stopped. After a brief moment of thought, he said, "Let's just call it the Blue Silver Destiny Dragon's Chant."
"The Blue Silver Destiny Dragon's Chant?" Xiao Ruier murmured, repeating the name Tang Chuan had given.
The alley was long and dim, with occasional breezes stirring up a trace of dust. Just as the two were about to exit the alley, a tall, burly figure suddenly appeared silently in front of them. He wore a tattered grey robe, his hood completely obscuring his face, and he carried a wine jar in his hand, looking like a drunkard.