Chapter 1172 (1/2)

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That was Wu Zhangkong's martial soul! As a Soul Master, getting one's marital soul destroyed could most definitely count as a heavy blow, and it would require a very long time to recover from.

In a battle between a Soul Sage and a t.i.tled Douluo, it was the latter who had his sword broken!

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin still had golden light s.h.i.+mmering around his body, and he didn't appear to have sustained any damage. The golden scales over his skin slowly receded, and he was standing on the spot like an almighty immovable mountain.

Wu Siduo stared blankly at him, and both in her eyes and within her heart, his stature continued to grow.

He had always been so exceptional, but she didn't think that he would already be this powerful. Luo Guixing and Xu Yucheng's were practically bulging out of their sockets. Yang Nianxia's mouth had completely gaped open, and all of the young students were staring at Tang Wulin with fervent and astonished looks in their eyes.

Who was that and what was going on with his soul rings? He seemed to be able to switch between two sets of soul rings at will, but even the most powerful set of the two only consisted of seven soul rings. Despite this, he had been able to defeat Teacher Wu, someone who was invincible in their eyes!

Not only had Wu Zhangkong lost and had his martial soul snapped, he had even been forced to don his suit of three-word battle armor to withstand his opponent's final attack. What if his opponent had also released his suit of battle armor? What would've happened then?

The Golden Dragon Spear was ringing slightly as if in a display of elation, and its sharp tip was so transparent that it was difficult to tell whether it actually even existed.

After being polished by the Dragonslaying Saber, which acted as the perfect whetstone, his Golden Dragon Spear was now sharper than ever. The Skyfrost Sword was unable to match the insane sharpness of this divine weapon in the end.

Furthermore, Tang Wulin hadn't attained complete mastery over his Path of Regal Domination yet, so he was unable to withdraw it at will. Thankfully, he was able to control his Golden Dragon Spear so that it refrained from unleas.h.i.+ng its energy devouring ability. Otherwise, Wu Zhangkong would've most definitely been severely wounded, and even his three-word battle armor wouldn't be able to save him as even a suit of three-word battle armor would struggle to withstand the sharpness of the Golden Dragon Spear.

”Phew!” Tang Wulin opened his mouth to expel a burst of frosty white air, and his face also paled significantly. Defeating Wu Zhangkong had certainly not been an easy task, and even his dragon's repulse had been unable to completely ward off the threat of Skyfrost Absolute Zero. After all, he had only just attained his dragon's repulse and was far from being able to perfectly control it.

Only after several seconds had pa.s.sed did Tang Wulin and Wu Zhangkong turned around to face one another almost at the exact same time.

Wu Zhangkong's Sky Dragon Ice battle armor melted away like snow and ice, and his face was also a little pale, but his eyes were filled with elation as he nodded at Tang Wulin. ”You really haven't disappointed me. I can now fully approve your plan.”

In his eyes, Tang Wulin had only attained his level of power through his experiences on the demonic island and in the military.

He was extremely elated that Tang Wulin had become so powerful, and he was also stunned that Tang Wulin had been able to defeat him as nothing more than a Soul Sage. What could be more exciting than to have such an exceptional disciple?

Only after this sparring match did he truly see hope in Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin withdrew his Golden Dragon Spear before extending a bow toward Wu Zhangkong. He didn't enquire about Wu Zhangkong's bodily condition as that would be a gesture of disrespect.

”Where are you staying at the moment?” Wu Zhangkong asked.

”I'm staying at the Heaven Dou City blacksmith a.s.sociation. The president of the a.s.sociation, Divine Blacksmith Zhen Hua, is my uncle-teacher, and my other teacher, Saint Black Mu Chen, is also there. Teacher Wu, should we bring Her Majesty, Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, here as well? I know where she currently is.”

Wu Zhangkong nodded in response. ”Alright, get that arranged as soon as possible. The pavilion master's death must've dealt her an extremely heavy blow; perhaps being with everyone will ease her pain slightly.”

Holy Spirit Douluo Yali was the only remaining high-ranking member of Shrek Academy.

Tang Wulin's expression fell slightly at the thought of her.