The Legend of the Dragon King

The shadow cast by Yun Ming had even fallen over the entire Spirit Pagoda. It was the weight of that shadow that finally led to the Spirit Pagoda’s outburst. The Spirit Pagoda wanted to destroy Shrek completely even if it meant working together with other factions.

‘I will never allow this boy to become the next Atlas Douluo!’

The murderous intent in Qiangu Dongfeng’s eyes was fully revealed. He was already planning on how to finish off Tang Wulin after defeating Shrek this time.

The most terrifying thing about Tang Wulin was not his abilities, but his Divine Craftsman-ranked Heavenly Refinement. Going by his current rate, it would not take more than ten years for all elite warriors within Shrek Academy to be clad in four-word battle armor.

The Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua was already old and he was forging divine-ranked metals less and less. On the other hand, Tang Wulin was the Divine Craftsman of the new age, so he would certainly monopolize the entire market in the near future. Zhen Hua was the president of the Blacksmith’s Association, and as such, he had to behave diplomatically. On the other hand, Tang Wulin had no such position. He would certainly never supply divine-ranked metal to the Spirit Pagoda, just as Qiangu Dongfeng was not planning on giving spirit souls to Shrek Academy’s teachers and students due to the tense relationship between the two parties.

Since it was beyond his reach, Qiangu Dongfeng would need to destroy Tang Wulin as soon as possible.

Of course, Tang Wulin was unaware of Qiangu Dongfeng’s psychological changes, but he would not be afraid even if he were to learn about it. He was no longer the vulnerable hatchling he was in the past. He was already an eagle that could spread its wings and soar into the sky. How could it be easy for anyone to finish him off?

Qiangu Qingfeng fell back slightly. The Purgatory Ji in his hand emitted overlapping layers of glowing forms to neutralize the enhanced version of the Thousand Accusing Fingers.

Meanwhile, the chilling sound of the guzheng was echoing through the sky.

Tang Wulin could only sustain the Golden Dragon Roar for a short period of time, but the guzheng’s tune could flow in an endless stream. The sound of the guzheng was sonorous while the musical notes produced from the instrument were akin to weapons. They charged at Tang Wulin from all directions, affecting his spirit and movements.

Even though it was not a solid form of attack, it had a tremendous grip on Tang Wulin.

Strangely, the Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, who had been standing not far away from Tang Wulin, had not taken any action from the beginning of the match. She was merely floating in the air as she watched the battle quietly.

This had turned a trial of two-on-two into two-against-one. Moreover, one of the opponents was a Limit Douluo.

He raised the Purgatory Ji high above his head. A grim look flashed past the bottom of Qiangu Qingfeng’s eyes. He had noticed that Yali had not done anything, of course. Could it be that she was planning to allow this Hyper Douluo-ranked boy to fight against him and his wife in a two-on-one battle?

A ball of purple-black radiance burst forth from the Purgatory Ji that tainted Qiangu Qingfeng’s entire body with its purple-black hue. He quickly launched the Hell Cut again. The faint purple radiance tripled the coverage of the one prior. It exploded and took on a fan-like pattern before movin toward Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin had only managed to pull back his soul after he pushed his opponent back with the Thousand Accusing Fingers. He certainly did not wish to come into contact with the Hell Cut anymore.

Additionally, he could sense that the Cold Rhyme Guzheng’s attack had an extreme effect on his spirit and soul. It was highly possible that he would be frozen by the opponent if his soul was stripped away from his body.

Tang Wulin floated backward and unleashed the Golden Dragon Tremor Burst once again in an attempt to struggle free from the opponent’s attack.

“Hum!” The guzheng music abruptly changed, and the sky turned crystal clear at once. Tang Wulin felt the air grow thin. He had been able to ride it, but all of a sudden, it could no longer support his weight. In a blink, his body dropped down.

The Cold Rhyme Douluo launched her Cold Rhyme Guzheng’s fourth soul skill, Vacuum Guidance!

How could Tang Wulin stabilize his body midair when in a vacuum? The unexpected change had shattered Tang Wulin’s idea of backing away from the Hell Cut.

Even though he had managed to control his breathing and body through the Nature Child aura, there was no way he could dodge the Hell Cut.

Qiangu Qingfeng had cooperated with the Cold Rhyme Douluo to use such methods countless times. Their teamwork was simply perfect in every way, to the point that Tang Wulin would not stand a chance at all.

This time, the Hell Cut burst forth with the amplification of the Purgatory Ji’s third soul skill, the Purgatory Rage. Its offensive capabilities were many times deadlier than before.

Meanwhile, the air in the sky suddenly warped ever so slightly for a moment. It felt as if time had temporarily paused. Everything was returned to the state of one second before. It was the precise moment when the Vacuum Guidance had yet to be unleashed. Qiangu Qingfeng had just completed the Purgatory Rage and was about to swing his Purgatory Ji to unleash the Hell Cut.

“Roar!” The Golden Dragon Roar burst out once again. Qiangu Qingfeng’s movement was halted by the tremor while the Cold Rhyme Douluo’s Vacuum Guidance had also slowed down by half a beat.

Tang Wulin utilized that single moment’s time to flap the golden dragon wings on his back and propel his body backward.

It was his spiritual domain, Time Backtrack!

Tang Wulin relied on his excellent utilization of his spiritual domain to dodge the fatal strike. However, he still felt a chill run down his spine. As expected, a Limit Douluo was not so easily dealt with. The opponent’s offensive power was truly too great.

The Hell Cut swept past the position where Tang Wulin had been. The Vacuum Guidance had also exploded in that area, but it did not manage to catch him this time.

“So that was the Time Backtrack, huh? That’s quite interesting!” Qiangu Qingfeng was a little stunned for a moment. There was an intriguing look in his eyes.

He had been a highly competitive person ever since he was young. Outsuders were only aware that he had been an outcast in the clan, but they did not know that he had been an eccentric and solitary boy. He was very reluctant to make contact with others. Qiangu Dieting had actually treated him quite well, seeing as how he was his eldest son after all. His martial soul was not the Coiling Dragon Staff, but he had inherited the fearsome Purgatory Ji martial soul from his mother’s side. In any case, Qiangu Qingfeng was quite unwilling to accept his father’s love for him because he found himself disgusted by the idea that his father was such a womanizer.

Afterward, he left the clan because Qiangu Dongfeng was so outstanding. His natural talents were genuinely far lesser than Qiangu Dongfeng’s when he was young. His competitive nature meant that he could not handle the fact that he was not as good as his younger brother. Thus, he left and travelled far. Only after a few fortuitous encounters that resulted in his metamorphosis, did he return to the clan.

It was not that he had no regard for fame, wealth and status. On the contrary, it was because he valued all these too much that he made such choices.

His temperament had only changed after he met his wife, the Cold Rhyme Douluo Xia Zhengleng. He invested more of his enthusiasm into love and finally managed to struggle free from the competitiveness of his younger days. It was because of his encounter with Xia Zhengleng that he had managed to break through afterward and successfully elevated himself to Limit Douluo-rank.

He had always loved his wife the most regardless of how he treated anyone else. He would never drift away from her.

After the Limit Breakthrough, Qiangu Dongfeng took time to reflect and found that his competitiveness had vastly reduced. Even so, he was still excessively competitive in the past. Subconsciously, he had been comparing himself to Tang Wulin earlier.

He realized that there was still a clear difference between himself and this young man. When he was at the boy’s age, he had not even manage to touch the threshold of Title Douluo-rank. In fact, he could not remember if he was even a Soul Douluo at the time.

How could a young man possibly be so richly endowed by nature? No matter how much effort a person put in, they could never possibly achieve this if they were not born with the adequate qualities.

He slowly raised the Purgatory Ji and pointed it at Tang Wulin. “Go on.”

Tang Wulin was staring into space. Even though he was no longer the person he was in the past, this opponent was much more formidable than the Holy Dragon Douluo he had fought before. He had plenty of experience sparring against Limit Douluos. Almost every Limit Douluo had his or her own characteristics and every single one of them was extremely powerful.

Thus far, the person that stressed him the most remained to be the Underworld King Ha Luosa. He remembered that he was utterly incapable of resisting Ha Luosa at the time. Of course, he had yet to reach Title Douluo-rank, so it was normal for him to feel that way.

At this point, he was already a Hyper Douluo-ranked powerhouse. Relying on his Golden Dragon King Bloodline in addition to his recent painstaking cultivation, he wanted to see the disparity between himself and this Limit Douluo.

Yali had not taken any action, not because she wanted to provide Tang Wulin with an opportunity to test himself, but because he had actually proposed that she do this. He wanted to squeeze out his potential using the stress of fighting against a Limit Douluo.

Since he began cultivation, he realized that almost all of his immense elevations had come after he was put under pressure, including when he broke through the Golden Dragon King Seal. The greater the impact the seal had on him, the more benefits he gained afterward.

In the past few months before the enrollment, Tang Wulin spent every day engaging in Heavenly Refinement while cultivating himself. His cultivation base grew with each passing day, and he had also managed to stabilize the multitude of breakthroughs he had in the past. He could even feel that he had made a qualitative leap in his cultivation. It felt so amazing that he was eagerly anticipating the opportunity to spar against a real powerhouse afterward.

His eyes focused, Tang Wulin also raised the Golden Dragon Spear slowly. In midair, he moved forward and charged straight at the Purgatory Douluo Qiangu Qingfeng.