The Legend of the Dragon King

Chapter 1190: Dragon King Avatar

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

However, Yue Zhengyu seemed to have completely entered a wonderful state at present. Streams of golden lightning shimmered continuously as the Saint Sword in his hand turned incomparably heavy. On the other hand, the twelve-winged angel that had already fused into his body and vanished earlier once again appeared behind him.

Yue Zhengyu’s eyes were shimmering with divine light as he stood facing the blue-gold giant dragon. His eyes had already turned transparent. It was as if he had been the true angel all along and had only entered the mortal world.

The Saint Sword suddenly turned illusionary and an enormous golden sword shadow appeared soon after. The sky abruptly took a bright appearance for a moment. It felt as if the entire underground gymnasium had begun to shake at this moment.

No matter how one saw it, the illusionary yet transparent golden sword shadow and the blue-gold giant dragon did not appear to be on the same level. However, an exceedingly shocking scene appeared when the two came into contact with one another.

“Hiss...”

A ghastly sound was heard as the blue-gold giant dragon sluggishly moved in the air. One should know that this was Tang Wulin’s blood soul fusion skill! However, a gold thread appeared from the head to tail of this blue-gold giant dragon.

On the other hand, the golden sword shadow that appeared to have slightly weakened had already chopped onto Tang Wulin’s body.

At the very moment, it struck Tang Wulin as it spun around. It was the sword’s blade that was supposed to chop onto Tang Wulin’s body but due to the spin, it was the sword’s flat ridge that slammed onto Tang Wulin instead.

“Bang!” Tang Wulin’s entire person was instantly blasted away by the impact and crashed on the ground in the distant.

“Poof!” At the same time as when Tang Wulin was blasted away, Yue Zhengyu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood in the air before he descended from the sky. The soul rings around his body completely vanished while falling and he slammed on the ground.

He had recently comprehended the Holy Fusion Skill so it was still extremely difficult for him to use it. He had even forcefully changed the direction of the attack at the final moment, turning a cut into a slap. This had already exceeded his control range so he was immediately struck by the countereffect. action

The entire audience was in perfect silence.

The battle could be described as unconstrained and was filled with fluctuations. When Yue Zhengyu first attacked Tang Wulin, he launched waves of powerful attacks as if he was fighting against a formidable enemy. Each wave of his offensive attack was more powerful than earlier. He did not have the slightest bit of reservation as he chose to use his Holy Angel Avatar at once, then followed by unleashing exceedingly powerful abilities. He fought so hard that Tang Wulin had almost no way to counterattack.

The spectators discovered that Yue Zhengyu’s powerful attacks did not seem to have had any effect when used against Tang Wulin’s body when he soon began to counterattack. On the other hand, Tang Wulin rapidly launched an exceedingly terrifying attack that oppressed Yue Zhengyu so much that he was completely rendered helpless.

Meanwhile, Yue Zhengyu used something that they had never even heard of before. He surprisingly fused his three soul skills together. His soul rings overlapped and fused before he launched an overwhelming attack with his sword in the end.

The attack came from the sword ridge yet it had managed to blast Tang Wulin away. What would have happened if the attack came from the blade? Would it have immediately killed Tang Wulin? Or at least have compelled him into using battle armor?

The power of Yue Zhengyu’s final strike had definitely already achieved the extent of a Title Douluo. Not many of the numerous inner court disciples were at that level, but everyone had been learning in Shrek Academy for over ten years. They were experienced and knowledgeable so they could naturally sense the power of sharpness during that split second.

Just as their hearts were filled with shock, Tang Wulin who had crashed onto the ground had already patted away the dust on his body as he got up from the ground. He acted as if nothing had happened to him. The one strike that struck him earlier appeared to be intense but it did not seem to have caused any injury to him except for the little dust on his body.

Tang Wulin moved in a flash and arrived by Yue Zhengyu’s side to help him to get up. A stream of Holy Light descended from the sky at present and landed on Yue Zhengyu’s body. It added a tinge of color to his ghastly pale complexion.

“Impressive?” Yue Zhengyu sniggered to Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin nodded. “Impressive indeed. I think that you can hurt me if you use the sword blade.” It was enough to tell how powerful Yue Zhengyu’s strike was just by judging at how Tang Wulin had directly launched the Blue Emperor Soars to the Heaven.

For that, Tang Wulin was not only not feeling dejected but on the contrary, his heart was filled with surprise. What else could make him happier than seeing his companions growing stronger? The more powerful his companions were, the more they could help him to share the burden in the future!

“Heh-heh, you must be scared of me huh!” Yue Zhengyu could not help feeling slightly proud. It had been too long since he had engaged in a situation where he was capable of defeating Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin took a glance at him. “You aren’t thinking that you won, right?”

Yue Zhengyu puffed up his chest. “Could it be that I didn’t?”

Tang Wulin could not help chuckling. “We shall consider it your win then.”

Yue Zhengyu widened his eyes and said, “big brother, you are not refusing to admit your defeat, are you?”

Tang Wulin looked at him then looked to the numerous inner court disciples in the distance. He stood up straight and looked in the Light Dark Douluo Long Yeyue’s direction. “Elder Long, I would like to request for your assistance.”

Radiance flashed once on Long Yeyue’s body. In the next moment, she had already arrived in the competition arena.

Tang Wulin said, “Zhengyu showed mercy when he attacked me earlier so it is difficult to tell victory and defeat in our spar. I would like to cast an attack. Would you please take the attack on behalf of him and then help us to judge the result?”

Long Yeyue looked at Tang Wulin with a spurious smile. “Do you think that your attack this time will surpass the Holy Fusion Skill?”

Tang Wulin figured out that the Holy Fusion Skill mentioned by Elder Long was the ability Yue Zhengyu had used earlier so he softly nodded.

Long Yeyue spoke, “sure. You can attack freely then. Do your best.”

Tang Wulin took a few steps forward. His expression became stern as a layer of golden light mist spread out from underneath his feet.

A deep low dragon’s roar repeatedly spiraled around his body such that his entire aura was soaring and surging with exceedingly shocking speed.

Tang Wulin was originally a competitive person. However, there was no need for him to behave as such when he was sparring against his closest companions. There was an even less need for him to prove that he was more powerful than Yue Zhengyu.

However, when he saw the doubt in the inner court disciples’ eyes, he remembered Elder Long’s words. He was no longer a Shrek Academy’s student and a Tang Sect disciple at present. He was now the Shrek Academy’s Sea God Pavilion’s Master and even the Sect Master of Tang Sect.

In order to convince the powerhouses of these two great forces to have trust in him as the new leader, he would first have to display adequate abilities.

Thus, he made this request to Elder Long. He wanted to show his true abilities to everyone. He wanted to receive recognition for his position as their leader.

He held the Golden Dragon Spear in his hand. Tang Wulin’s entire person seemed to have entered an ethereal state. The misty golden light gradually became dense such that his entire person was enshrouded in Dragon Air that was over three inches thick.

Elder Long’s lips were still curled up in a smile, but her expression soon turned into astonishment. She had just discovered that Tang Wulin was exuding a formless overbearing aura from his body that made her feel very oppressed.

What was that?

Was that the bloodline suppression effect of a throned Dragon from the Dragon Clan? Was this the Dragon Might?

One should know that she had the lineage of two top-grade Holy Dragons and she was the Light Dark Empress that was once invincible on the continent! Yet despite her Limit Douluo status, she felt the pressure as she stood before Tang Wulin right now.

The Light Dark Dragon Empress had never encountered such a situation before now. She had never ever encountered such direct pressure that originated from her martial soul even when she was young. Despite her status as a Limit Douluo, this disparity between bloodlines could still affect her.

‘This boy...’

‘I would really like to see how far can he go!’

Tang Wulin’s eyes suddenly glowed. Two streams of cold golden lightning suddenly spurted out from his eyes. In the next moment, his left foot took a step forward as a valiant dragon’s roar echoed through the entire place.

The Dragon King Avatar that he had never used before even when fighting against Wu Zhangkong was finally unleashed by him.

His entire body was rapidly becoming larger and bulkier. He had not transformed into a dragon but remained in his human form, but his entire person had turned illusionary. It appeared as if there was a crown on his head and endless dragon’s roars were heard from all directions. It was as if thousands of dragons were worshipping him! His Dragon Might was also increased to its maximum in an instant!