Chapter 365 Qian Guming vs. Yu Tianlong.
The newcomer was a much taller young man, nearly two meters tall, with short, needle-like hair, but in a deep blue. His team uniform was sleeveless, revealing two thick, granite-like arms. He exuded a terrifyingly fierce aura.
This man was none other than Yu Tianlong, the captain of the Tianlong Sect.
Although the previous battle between Qian Guming and Yu Tianlong was short, it was far more exciting than before, naturally drawing cheers.
Wu Xuan nodded appreciatively. Although Qian Guming had performed poorly under Wang Qiu'er, this was only possible against someone like Wang Qiu'er.
After patting Xing Yan on the shoulder, Yu Tianlong said nothing more, glancing deeply in Wu Xuan's direction. He then walked directly to the center of the arena, indicating to the referee that he was the second opponent for the Tianlong Sect.
"Shrek, Qian Guming!"
"Tianlong Sect, Yu Tianlong."
"The match begins."
With the referee's command... The second round of the individual elimination tournament officially began.
The moment the referee announced the start of the match, Yu Tianlong moved first, striding towards Qian Guming.
As the distance between them closed, Yu Tianlong raised his right hand to his side, and streaks of blue-purple lightning spread from his body, blue-purple scales quietly appearing, and his body growing larger with each step. Even his eyes turned blue-purple.
Dragon Transformation, a unique talent ability belonging to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.
"So what if you're a pure-blooded Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? My Demon-Slaying Dragon isn't to be trifled with!" Qian Guming roared suddenly. His toes touched the ground, and with a burst of power from his left arm's soul bone, he charged forward relentlessly towards Yu Tianlong.
At this moment, the Coiling Dragon Staff, fueled by Qian Guming's full-force aura, reached a length of three meters, and the slightly illusory reflection of the Demon-Slaying Dragon flickered in the flames. This was a unique manifestation of indomitable will.
Yu Tianlong didn't rush forward; instead, he stopped. His thick arms tensed abruptly, his blue dragon claws clenching tightly. The lightning swirling around his body instantly receded.
In a flash, his three spirit rings—one, two, and three—shone brightly. Thousands of bolts of lightning erupted from his body, all converging towards his hands.
He suddenly raised his dragon claws, making an embracing motion in front of him. Instantly, a massive surge of lightning erupted, condensing into a gigantic lightning ball over a meter in diameter within his embracing arms.
The crimson-flamed dragon staff, with a dragon's roar, slammed into the lightning ball. In an instant, the entire arena seemed to dim. The streaks of lightning crashed against the spirit guide shield like a torrential downpour. This attack was a draw.
How could this be? Yu Tianlong's eyes were filled with shock. He never imagined that his Thunder Prison would be broken so quickly.
Qian Guming was neither the captain nor the vice-captain of Shrek Academy. How could a mere member possess such strength?
Qian Guming lightly touched the ground with his toes, and once again shot forward like an arrow, charging straight at Yu Tianlong with unstoppable momentum.
Without time to think, Yu Tianlong also moved, letting out a deafening dragon roar. His body swelled again, expanding to over two and a half meters in height. Thick, bulging, and sharply defined blue-purple scales covered his body.
He raised his right hand, unleashing a lightning dragon claw towards Qian Guming.
Qian Guming swung his Dragon Staff horizontally, the shattering power of the dragon patterns, along with the explosive force of the burning flames, all displayed to their fullest extent in this strike. The lightning dragon claw that Yu Tianlong had unleashed was shattered the moment it made contact with Qian Guming's staff.
The two were finally about to clash head-on.
The Panlong Staff came crashing down, aiming straight for Yu Tianlong's head.
Yu Tianlong was equally formidable; his right dragon claw reached for the staff, while simultaneously lowering his stance and thrusting forward with his shoulder.
Qian Guming snorted coldly, increasing the force of his blows. Yu Tianlong, naturally, had something to rely on: terrifying lightning erupted instantly from his right arm. Right arm soul bone? Qian Guming cursed inwardly, but it was too late to stop.
Accompanied by the crackling of lightning, Yu Tianlong steadily caught Qian Guming's powerful strike. Immediately afterward, Yu Tianlong bent his left arm, unleashing his own physical strength with an elbow strike that slammed into Qian Guming. Before Qian Guming could even see Yu Tianlong's eyes, he felt an immense, terrifying force. Despite his usual confidence in his strength, he was sent flying backward by the elbow strike, his body slamming heavily into the soul-guiding shield not far away.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Head!"
Without hesitation, Yu Tianlong spread his arms and roared to the sky. His fourth soul ring shone brightly. Instantly, a massive blue-purple dragon head, two meters tall and almost completely detached from his body, hurtled towards Qian Guming.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Soul of the Demon-Slaying Dragon!"
The black fifth soul ring around his body shone brightly, and the Panlong Staff, which Yu Tianlong had knocked away, landed steadily in his hand. The next moment, a loud dragon roar roared from the Panlong Staff itself, followed by a crimson dragon shadow swooping down, the scorching flames turning half of the arena into a sea of fire.
Two loud dragon roars, one clear and one deep, rang out one after the other on the arena.
The crimson Demon-Slaying Dragon and the blue-purple dragon head collided head-on.
"Boom..." Two blinding beams of light, one red and one blue, suddenly erupted in the center of the arena, forming a crater about one meter in diameter but bottomless in the ground.
The clash didn't last long as expected; the outcome was decided in the blink of an eye. Qian Gu Ming's ultimate technique was a ten-thousand-year soul skill, not a thousand-year one. The Demon-Slaying Dragon Soul annihilated the terrifying lightning of the Thunder Dragon Head and launched a final, terrifying charge towards Yu Tianlong.
Yu Tianlong was horrified. His mind raced, and his pride was ignited. He held his palms together in front of him, and a jet-black ball of lightning instantly appeared, his fifth soul ring flashing.
In an instant, the lightning surrounding Yu Tianlong's body turned completely black.
Yu Tianlong stomped the ground, the lightning ball in his hands remaining still, and shifted his body three feet forward, actually using the lightning ball in his palms to directly meet the Demon-Slaying Dragon Soul's impact.
"Boom!" A muffled roar echoed as Yu Tianlong's body was forced back. The next instant, everything around Yu Tianlong suddenly turned pitch black, even his scales became as black as ink. A terrifying surge of black lightning erupted outwards, the lightning ball in his hand seemingly materializing.
Yu Tianlong's entire body trembled violently, and he roared to the sky. His fifth spirit ring, which had opened, transformed into a halo that expanded outwards, completely enveloping the Demon-Slaying Dragon Soul. Then, the black lightning ball in his hand, along with the black lightning spreading from his body, exploded simultaneously.
Thunder Hell, Yu Tianlong's fifth spirit skill.
(End of Chapter)