"Are you ready?"
"Ready for what?"
Zhao Wuji didn’t understand what Luo Yu ant.
Flander and the won watching were also confused about what Luo Yu was indicating.
However, their eyes quickly widened.
"Ao!!"
First, a deafening dragon’s roar erupted.
Nine-colored Divine Light burst forth from Luo Yu’s body.
The majestic and splendid Dragon God Martial Soul suddenly flew out, circled in the air while exuding a powerful and terrifying Dragon Might, and then swooped down, plunging into Luo Yu’s Heavenly Spirit Cover.
"Boom!"
Luo Yu underwent Martial Spirit Possession and instantly transford into a dragon.
His aura surged, and his strength greatly increased.
However, it was not over yet, as two lengthy dragon roars sounded again.
Luo Yu’s arms shone with a brilliant red and blue light.
Gigantic phantoms of the Water and Fire Dragon Kings flew out together.
They howled skyward in the air, displaying their majesty.
Then they plunged down and seamlessly entered Luo Yu’s arms.
This scene made Dai Mubai and the others shudder with shock.
"What... what is going on here!!"
"Holy shit!"
"Did he just poke a dragon’s nest or sothing?"
"How many dragons does Luo Yu have inside him?"
"This is kind of scary."
Ning Rongrong seed to have discovered sothing unbelievable and suddenly called out urgently.
"Quick, look at Brother Yu’s arms."
"Huh?"
Everyone focused their attention simultaneously and looked over.
When they saw the scene clearly, their pupils suddenly contracted, filled with astonishnt.
"What is that?"
"What’s happened to Brother Yu’s arms?"
By now, Luo Yu’s arms had undergone a dramatic change.
His left and right arms seed to be covered with a thick layer of Red Gold and Blue Gold Light Armor.
The armor, shaped like the fierce and terrifying claws of a real dragon, completely enveloped Luo Yu’s arms, and the surface of the armor was covered in glittering, prism-shaped Dragon Scales.
The left arm was filled with the explosive aura of flas, with orange-red fire rising.
The right arm was full of the cold, icy aura, with cold emanating in all directions.
They both exuded a terrifying pressure, akin to that of a ferocious beast, making Luo Yu appear like a demonic god.
"What’s going on here?"
"He absorbed two soul bones, but what’s this layer of light armor covering his arms?"
"Never seen this before, but the aura feels a bit terrifying."
Hearing the puzzled voices around him,
Luo Yu looked down at his arms, gaining so insight.
A regular soul bone once absorbed would enhance physique and fighting strength, but that was all.
But his soul bones were Deity Level Dragon King Soul Bones from a million-year-old being and naturally possessed various special abilities.
Now his arms covered in dragon-transford armor, both defense and strength had instantly doubled.
This was the benefit brought by the Dragon King Level Soul Bone.
Faced with such an astonishing change, Luo Yu did not react with the sa shock as the others.
After all, he knew that both the Angel God Attire and the Rakshasa God Attire, when summoned, would also form an armor on the surface of the body, significantly boosting the host’s fighting strength.
He tried clenching his arms and felt the explosive power.
A satisfied smile spilled over Luo Yu’s lips.
Why had he been fighting Zhao Wuji in his normal state, even at a disadvantage without worrying?
Because the soul bone had just fused with his arms and there was still a slight rejection reaction.
The sudden surge in power also made it not so easy to control.
Through continuous clashes with Zhao Wuji and the strong stimulation from external forces,
he finally achieved a perfect integration between the soul bone and his arms, completely rging them.
And gradually adapting to the surging power, he no longer felt foreign to his own arms, capable of mobilizing every bit of the strength stored in his muscles according to his will.
The red and blue Dragon King Light Armor on his arms was the result of his current practice.
Now was the ti to test the results of his practice.
Luo Yu raised his eyes, gazing at the hulking bear-like figure in front of him.
"Teacher Zhao, I’m going to make my move, be careful."
The calm warning voice made Zhao Wuji feel a chill run down his spine.
There was no trace of the nonchalance from before in his eyes.
He fixated on Luo Yu’s arms, feeling that the fierce-looking armor was kind of intimidating.
Damn it.
Never in his life had he thought that one day, he would feel his calves trembling when facing a re Soul King.
Truth be told, he wanted to run away now.
Because Luo Yu’s aura was both strange and frightening, Zhao Wuji simply couldn’t see through it.
But with so many people watching,
how could he run away from a fight with his student without losing face?
Moreover, he still had a lead of more than twenty Soul Power levels.
Zhao Wuji clenched his teeth fiercely and stamped his foot.
The ground trembled.
He steeled his heart and glared at Luo Yu.
"Damn!"
"I am the Immovable Ming King, and I don’t believe you can break my defense, boy."
Luo Yu nodded, neither happy nor sad.
"Teacher Zhao, I will just need one move."
"And that’s all it will take."
"Please enlighten ."
Zhao Wuji imdiately felt at ease.
What the hell was he afraid of in here?
It was only one move that the guy was going to make. How much harm could he possibly do to him?
Just bring it on!
Zhao Wuji held his head high with a critic’s poise.
He beckoned with his fingers.
"Co, show the result of your breakthrough."
Luo Yu glanced at his terrifying arm and pondered for a mont.
With a hint of hesitation, he said, "Teacher Zhao, could you please take this seriously? I fear..."
Zhao Wuji’s eyes bulged and his voice suddenly rose.
"Fear, fear what crap?"
"You’re looking down on , aren’t you?"
"I, Zhao Wuji, have seen all kinds of storms over the years and never known fear."
"If your little move can cripple in one go, I’ll concede that you’re aweso!"
"Just go ahead with your move; I’ll take it square on."
"Then I can rest assured."
Seeing Zhao Wuji full of confidence,
Luo Yu stopped dawdling and focused his energy.
"Swoosh, swoosh!"
The spectating girls suddenly felt the temperature of the martial arts field fluctuating between hot and cold.
"Whoosh!!"
Luo Yu clenched his fists.
His left arm blazed with towering flas.
His right arm exuded a chilling mist.
His eyes glead with Purple-Gold Divine Light, firmly targeting Zhao Wuji’s position.
Under everyone’s gaze, his clenched arms bent.
And thundered in the sa direction.
"Water-Fire Fusion."
"Dragon King—"
"Slayer God Fist!!"
The explosive flas turned into a fiery dragon.
The extre cold mist turned into a water dragon.
Both dragons intertwined as Luo Yu punched out,
diated by the grand force of qi and blood, they instantly rged into one.
Forming a dual-colored explosion of red and blue fist light.
Carrying a terrifying aura of destruction, it tore through the void, heading straight for Zhao Wuji.
"Wo Ni Ma?"
Zhao Wuji’s mouth hung open, eyes nearly popping.
He’d been on high alert, full of confidence.
He figured Luo Yu’s one move would be no trouble for him.
But the mont he saw the punch coming, he was dumbstruck!
"What the hell is this move?"
"Holy shit!!!"
"Is this a spar? Are you trying to take my damn life, Zhao Wuji?"
The red and blue fist shadow ca barreling in with overwhelming montum.
Zhao Wuji, towering five ters tall, instantly turned tail and ran.
His fleeing speed was at its peak.
He didn’t care that there were others watching from the sidelines.
What terrified him most was that as he turned, the fist shadow also turned.
"Bang, bang, bang!!"
He moved swiftly in fright, his face a picture of terror.
Hard blocking was out of the question; he would never consider it in this lifeti.
Flander and the others were already stunned on the side.
What on earth was going on?
That Zhao Wuji had been all hot stuff with lightning speed a mont ago. How could he wimp out now?
I just told these students you’d win for sure, and this is how you co through for ?
Flander could hardly bear to watch when suddenly he saw the enormous bear-like shadow pounding towards him.
"Flander, save !!!"
Flander imdiately roared, "What the hell are you running for? Weren’t you the Immovable Ming King? Why don’t you turn around and catch it?"
"Catch?"
"Catch my freaking ass!!"
"You catch it if you can. You do it if you’re so capable."
Zhao Wuji was fast, quickly passing by Flander.
Flander, seeing the red and blue fist shadow rushing toward him, was horrified.
"Zhao Wuji, damn your ancestors!!"
"Boom!"
The earth shook, rocks exploded.
A huge red and blue mushroom cloud rose over the martial arts field...
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