Nine battles, nine victories.
Both teams were like this, sweeping through and crushing everything in their path, their aura like a rainbow, unstoppable.
And now, the final match of the knockout stage, the tenth match, would also determine if they could take first place in the group stage. In fact, by all rights, they shouldn't have met so early.
At the very least, they should have met in the finals of the subsequent promotion tournament, but for some reason, they were paired together now.
"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda: First treasure: Strength; Second treasure: Speed!"
As the referee shouted for the start, Ning Cong's eyes narrowed slightly. A seven-colored exquisite pagoda slowly emerged from his palm, emitting dazzling seven-colored light. Simultaneously, two rainbows shot out from the first and second floors, landing on Lu Cheng and Xue Linger.
This was the full support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Lu Cheng showed a faint smile. Truly worthy of being the continent's most famous tool spirit, for every soul ring one possessed, the amplification increased by ten percent. Since Ning Cong had two Soul Rings, that was a thirty percent boost.
Compared to the measly five to ten percent boosts of other support systems, this was a world of difference.
"Hah!"
Xue Linger gave a soft cry as her martial soul possessed her. Her martial soul was a mutated earth dragon, which focused more on defense. Dense, dark-brown dragon scales surged over her arms and thighs; behind her, a dark-brown Earth Dragon with a single horn on its head and a thick, steady aura slowly emerged.
On the opposite side, Yu Linglong, possessed by his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, was like a heavy tank. Trailing sparks and lightning, he charged forward at an extremely high speed to crush them.
The two attack-system soul masters collided.
Xue Linger's Soul Power was only at rank twenty-four. Logically, facing Yu Linglong, who was already a Spirit Elder, she should have collapsed in a single blow. But now, with Ning Cong's support, she actually managed to block the strike.
"First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!"
Yu Linglong did not dare to delay for a moment. He knew the opponent's true trump card was still charging; that arrow's sharp point had been fixed on him, waiting for a flaw to appear. A yellow Soul Ring lit up beneath his feet, and his two pale-blue dragon claws were covered in a roaring thunderous aura as he struck directly at Xue Linger.
The latter also released a Soul Skill to resist, but she was clearly a notch inferior and was knocked back several steps.
Whoosh!
A crimson arrow, as if tearing through space, shot directly toward him.
"Hah!" Yu Linglong remained calm in the face of danger. He raised his dragon claws and caught the arrow with brute force, then channeled his thunderous aura to tear it apart.
Another arrow came, but Yu Linglong still steadily caught and crushed it.
The two arrows caused him some consumption, but having observed Lu Cheng over these days and gained a detailed understanding of him, he had long ago prepared tactics and preparations to deal with Lu Cheng.
At this moment, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he flashed a victor's smile at Lu Cheng in the distance. While he drew the fire, War Spirit had already flanked them...
Yu Linglong hesitated no longer. With one claw, he repelled Xue Linger and, no longer lingering in the fight, pounced directly toward Lu Cheng and Ning Cong behind her.
A low hum came from the distance, like a sonic boom. Another petite figure, carrying a troublesome aura, also launched a sneak attack from the side.
At this moment, the entire audience fell silent.
Many people saw the problem. Lu Cheng's team was a glass cannon team; they were powerful enough to crush weak teams, but once they encountered a strong team of the same level, the drawback was fully exposed... they had no front line.
Previously, Lu Cheng had always taken action, sweeping away the opposition with an overwhelming aura. But now, unable to crush them in one blow, the opponents were given a chance to counter. Since Xue Linger couldn't block or even stall the opponent's two main combatants, the two in the back row were in danger...
After all, although Lu Cheng suppressed everyone with his Fire Bow, everyone knew he was a long-range fighter. The greatest weakness of a long-range soul master was being a fragile high-burst dealer; once closed in on, the consequences were predictable.
Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan held their breath, their beautiful eyes staring worriedly at the thrilling scene on the field.
Many disciples crossed their arms over their chests and shook their heads.
"They lost..."
"So ruthless." Ning Cong shook his head. Clearly, he was also somewhat dejected; after all, their team's center was now wide open, and the opponent's two main forces were flanking them.
"Is it still impossible? These freaks... Referee, we surren—"
"Shut up."
But in the next instant, his body was suddenly lifted off the ground. He was grabbed by the arm and yanked back a step, narrowly avoiding War Spirit's attack.
"Lu Cheng?" Ning Cong looked at Lu Cheng with a face full of astonishment.
He sat on the ground with a thud, his expression somewhat dazed.
Are we still fighting?
"Just sit and watch."
Lu Cheng said indifferently.
Then, he actually dove toward Yu Linglong, who was charging forward with the crushing intimidation of a tank.
With a clench of his left hand, a crimson fire bow slowly condensed.
He shot two crimson arrows midway.
One forced back War Spirit, who was rushing in again, while the other went straight for Yu Linglong.
"Hah!"
Yu Linglong's eyes flashed with surprise for a moment because he never imagined this kid would dare to face him head-on. Usually, any War Soul master who met him would be trembling with fear, scared witless by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's aura.
He used his dragon claws to tear through the fiery red arrow and curled his lips into a cruel smile.
Since you've come... then you'll have to take a hit of thunderous power.
"Second Soul Skill: Thunderclap!"
Countless bolts of lightning rose from the ground, and a light-purple soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet. This was his sign of respect for Lu Cheng as a fellow powerhouse.
Just as countless people suddenly stood up, looking at Lu Cheng's figure in shock, daze, or worry.
A blazing light of fire soared into the sky.
Behind Lu Cheng, a massive phantom of a three-legged golden crow slowly emerged, carrying a desolate and ancient aura as it looked down directly at Yu Linglong in the distance.
And the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon phantom behind him suddenly withered at this moment, seemingly due to a suppression hidden deep within the Beast Spirit Master's Bloodline.
This shudder from the depths of his heart made Yu Linglong's hair stand on end.
No matter how hard he struggled, his Battle Intent collapsed in an instant, and his sharp momentum was frustrated again and again.
"Extreme Fire! No, it is something even more terrifying than Extreme Fire." Fan Yu's pupils shook. No wonder Yan Shaozhe would send Ma Xiaotao personally to recruit him. He let out a soft breath and gave a bitter smile.
There's no point in even trying to compete for him now.
In the next instant, Lu Cheng seemed possessed by the Golden Crow. His eyes were like two great suns, and his entire body was blazing and eye-catching, trailing a golden shadow. He violently swung the Fire Bow in his left hand, sending the caught-off-guard Yu Linglong flying.
He then leaped up again and stepped onto the Fire Bow.
The body of the Fire Bow was pressed against Yu Linglong's neck, while the bowstring was pulled back by Lu Cheng's hand. A fiery red arrow condensed in his right hand; its sharp tip pointed directly at Yu Linglong's head.
At such a short distance, once fired, there was almost no possibility of survival.
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