Chapter 23 You are ready to die!
Furthermore, as the spirit possessed him, Guang Long's body instantly expanded!
His muscles grew even more wiry!
He exuded a fierce, violent aura!
"Iron Armor Possessed!"
Facing Xie Xie's attack, Guang Long sneered, and the first white spirit ring on his body flashed.
The next moment, a grayish glow appeared on Guang Long's body, enveloping him.
Immediately,
Guang Long clenched his palm into a fist and swung it fiercely at the Light Dragon Dagger in Xie Xie's hand!
With
a crisp sound, Guang Long's fist collided with Xie Xie's Light Dragon Dagger, and flames flew everywhere.
However, Xie Xie's Light Dragon Dagger failed to penetrate Guang Long's defenses!
It only left a white mark on the scales outside Guang Long's palm.
It could be said that the Light Dragon was virtually unscathed by Xie Xie's blow!
On the contrary, Xie Xie
was sent flying by the blow!
He rolled several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop, covered in dust and looking utterly miserable!
"Xie Xie, are you okay?"
Seeing this, Tang Wulin hurried forward, helped Xie Xie up, and asked with concern.
Although Tang Wulin did initially have some reservations about Xie Xie due to the train station incident,
after learning about Xie Xie's tragic experience, and after Xie Xie offered to treat him to braised beef in a can,
Tang Wulin's opinion of Xie Xie changed, and he began to consider him a friend. "
Ahem, Wulin, I'm fine. This Light Dragon is amazing!"
Xie Xie slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a flicker of resentment flashed in his eyes.
"Boy, since you're a spirit master, I'll teach you a lesson this time!"
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"Next time, remember to stay out of my way and get out of here!"
Looking down at Xie Xie in the distance, Guang Long's eyes were filled with disdain as he spoke calmly.
Against ordinary people, Guang Long could deliver a powerful blow at will.
But against a spirit master, Guang Long naturally had to be more cautious.
After all, every spirit master was specially protected by the laws of the Sun-Moon Federation.
Even if he had some connections, recklessly attacking a spirit master could easily get him into trouble.
"Get out? I think it's you who should get out!"
"Dare to hurt my classmate? You deserve your death!"
At this moment, Zhao Tao slowly stood up, looked at Guang Long in the distance, and uttered Tang Fozu's classic line.
"I already have a way to die?"
"Hahahaha, little brat, that's absolutely the funniest joke I've ever heard!"
Hearing Zhao Tao's words, Guang Long was also amused. With a quick step, he attacked Zhao Tao!
"Time Burial Sword!"
Zhao Tao simply smiled at the mad rush of Guang Long.
Although the Time Burial Sword's power was neutralized by Wu Changkong's Sky Frost Sword spirit, causing Zhao Tao to suffer a slight loss,
that was because Wu Changkong's cultivation level was a full five levels higher than Zhao Tao's, or fifty levels.
And against a foolish and clumsy foe of the same level like Guang Long,
the Time Burial Sword, empowered by the power of time, was absolutely the most effective!
As Zhao Tao's soul power surged, a circle of purple soul rings materialized behind him, suddenly flashing!
The next moment, streaks of silver light shone, condensing into a silver longsword in Zhao Tao's hand.
"A thousand-year spirit ring? Damn it! You deserve to die!"
Resentment flashed in Guang Long's eyes as he gazed at the purple spirit ring behind Zhao Tao.
Although Guang Long's Iron-Armored Dragon spirit was considered upper-middle-class, with the potential to break through to Soul Sect or even Soul King,
his humble origins meant he could never save enough to purchase a soul spirit, significantly hindering his cultivation progress.
And the soul spirit he finally acquired was only a ten-year-old one, the weakest of its kind.
This burden caused Guang Long to miss out on the best years of his youth.
Today, his cultivation level is only that of a 27th-level Great Spirit Master, making it difficult for him to reach the Soul Venerable realm.
It was precisely because of this that Guang Long abandoned himself and became a local tyrant, collecting protection fees.
Seeing Zhao Tao's magnificent spirit rings and soul spirit, Guang Long felt a surge of cynicism.
He even harbored a deep hatred for Zhao Tao!
"Iron Armored Dragon Body!"
The Light Dragon roared, its mouth wide open, and the yellow spirit ring behind it suddenly shone.
The next moment, its eyes gleamed with a silver-gray light. With a surge of intense spirit power, its body suddenly expanded, its palms transformed into sharp claws!
Reaching its peak, the Light Dragon aimed at Zhao Tao, unleashing a full-force attack!
"Brother Tao, be careful!"
Tang Wulin, watching this scene, couldn't help but exclaim in alarm.
"Zhao Tao, let me lend you a hand!"
As for Gu Yue, a flicker of worry also crossed her eyes.
However, unlike Tang Wulin, she didn't just let her worry run wild.
Instead, she summoned her own martial spirit, creating a swamp beneath the Light Dragon's feet, attempting to block its attack.
At the same time, he summoned a series of ice cones to disrupt the Light Dragon.
However, after unleashing the Iron Armor Dragon, the Light Dragon's strength and defense were truly terrifying.
He ignored Gu Yue's interference and attacks, advancing rapidly towards Zhao Tao, and fiercely punched him in the stomach!
"How dare a grain of light compete with the radiant moon?"
Zhao Tao sneered at the Light Dragon's all-out attack, slashing the Time Burial Sword in his hand, meeting the Light Dragon's fist directly.
The
violent, spark-sprinkling collision everyone had anticipated did not occur.
Upon contact with the Light Dragon's claws, the Time Burial Sword in Zhao Tao's hand suddenly blurred!
Then, strangely, it pierced through the Light Dragon's armored scales and pierced his arm, severing the palm and leaving a deep wound in his forearm, exposing the bone!
"Ah, little bastard, I'm going to kill you today!"
An ordinary person, struck so hard, would have fainted from the pain.
But Guang Long was a great spirit master, his physical prowess and pain tolerance far surpassed those of an ordinary person.
Despite this injury, Guang Long merely roared, his other claw clawing at Zhao Tao's chest again!
"Hmph, haven't you learned your lesson yet?"
Zhao Tao sneered at Guang Long's ferocious attack, swung his sword, and met Guang Long's claws once again!
With
a dull thud of flesh being sliced, Zhao Tao's Time Burial Sword cleaved Guang Long's palm, forearm, and even half of his upper arm, completely severing it in half.
Blood gushed from Guang Long's severed arm like a fountain, staining the ground red.
With such injuries, Guang Long finally lost his fighting ability. In excruciating pain, he collapsed to the ground, curled up in a ball, and let out a piercing scream