This was because the retaliative attack she had prepared had just been sealed from all directions by Tang Wulin's seemingly casual spear thrust.
However, Ling Zichen's immense confidence in herself clearly indicated that this special mecha of hers wasn't going to be that easy to deal with. She crossed the short spears in front of her own chest, revealing the middle section of the spears, and Tang Wulin immediately spotted a speck of light at the center of each spear.
These specks of light were clearly larger than the ones all over her body. If those specks of light were around the size of sesame seeds, then these two would be around the size of peas.
Could it be that her source positive circulation core was divided into different levels?
In the next instant, both of the short spears lit up in unison, and scintillating light instantly radiated from the two cores of the spears, converging to form a pink beam that reached him almost instantaneously.
A strong sense of foreboding instantly made the hairs on the back of Tang Wulin's neck stand up on end, and he immediately used his spiritual domain without any hesitation.
The beam of light that had already reached him abruptly stopped, then returned to the instant before it was released.
On this occasion, Tang Wulin could clearly see that the beam of light had been unleashed by the two source positive circulation cores of the short spears stacked on top of one another.
The beam didn't seem to be all that powerful, but he could instinctively sense that it posed a threat to him, even more so than the heavy ion laser that Long Yuxue had used in the past.
He sidestepped to allow the pink beam to pass him by, but it swept horizontally toward him like a blade of light rather than simply fading away.
Tang Wulin instantly reacted, slashing his Golden Dragon Spear through the air to clash with the pink beam.
An ear-splitting grinding sound erupted forth, and Tang Wulin felt a burst of formidable explosive power surging toward him, as if he had just been struck viciously by a giant hammer.
Right as a sense of astonishment registered in his mind, his body was sent flying by that burst of explosive power.
As he hurtled through the air, he instantly changed directions in mid-air to evade the beam of light, but the pink mecha charged toward him once again as a bolt of pink lightning with countless specks of light erupting out of the two short spears.
It had to be said that her divine-grade mecha was extraordinarily fast and capable of completing many physics-defying maneuvers. Following this string of clashes, Tang Wulin discovered that those source positive circulation cores in her mecha didn't just provide energy, they could also be used as propellers, and this was why Ling Zichen was able to complete all those seemingly impossible maneuvers.
It was very difficult for Tang Wulin to imagine that Ling Zichen's body was able to bear the strain from performing these maneuvers; it seemed that the internal defensive mechanisms of this mecha were truly extraordinary.
A hint of competitiveness had welled up in Tang Wulin's heart at this point. Was human technology really able to defeat Soul Masters, who worked so hard in their cultivation? Perhaps that would be the case in the future, but in the present, it was still just a distant dream!
He thrust his Golden Dragon Spear forward, injecting his soul power and blood essence power into the spear to unleash countless radiant spear projections.
All of the pink light was almost instantly engulfed, and it was as if the attacks unleashed by Ling Zichen had suddenly been enveloped within a massive plume of golden light, following which all of the golden light converged and combined as one before surging directly toward her.
Fury of the Masses!
This was a technique that Tang Wulin had cultivated for the longest time and was far too familiar with, to the point that it was already second nature to him.
He had once been given the title of Spear God, and his Golden Dragon Spear had struck down countless opponents.
Regardless of how powerful a mecha was, its techniques couldn't compare with that of a powerful Soul Master, which had been honed for many years.
Ling Zichen felt as if her attacks had fallen into a cage and were being severely compressed. Even her mecha had become quite sluggish and incapable of taking evasive measures.
Was this the power of a Soul Master?
Despite this, she had no intention of giving up. Her competitiveness was virtually superior to that of any other person, so she certainly wasn't going to concede to Tang Wulin.
She raised the spear in her right hand, and the source positive circulation core at its center began to glow again as another beam of pink light erupted forth.
A violent boom rang out as Tang Wulin's Fury of the Masses faltered momentarily, and Ling Zichen took advantage of this split-second of respite to fly back in retreat while hurling the spear in her left hand through the air.
"This attack is equivalent to a ninth-grade soul missile explosion!" Ling Zichen declared.
Tang Wulin was given a massive fright upon hearing this. He didn't doubt this madwoman's words in the slightest. The energy being supplied by the core on her short spears was far too fearsome; if the core were to be detonated, the resulting explosive power would be immeasurable.
Instead of taking evasive measures, Tang Wulin charged directly toward his opponent. He couldn't afford to allow this thing to explode in Shrek Academy.
Shrek Academy's defenses were indeed quite powerful, but a ninth-grade soul missile explosion was virtually equivalent to a full-force attack from a Limit Douluo, and he wasn't sure whether this place would be able to withstand such an attack.
There was still a class of Shrek Academy students on the second floor! If something were to happen here, he would be entirely to blame.
Yun Ming had sacrificed his life to protect all of the students; how could he cower in the face of such an attack? Thus, he almost instinctively charged toward the short spear.
His Time Reversal was unleashed once again, returning the spear to the instant before it left Ling Zichen's hand, following which a scene that was unforgettable to Ling Zichen unfolded.
A low dragon's roar rang out across the entire venue, and everything in the surrounding area was instantly basked in golden light.
A massive reddish-golden formation appeared on the ground, and the thunderous roars of countless dragons rang out. At the same time, Tang Wulin quickly transformed into a giant golden dragon that grabbed onto the short spear with its front claws before pulling the spear into its chest and curling up into a ball around it. The giant dragon simultaneously swiveled around, whipping its long tail through the air.
In that instant, Ling Zichen felt as if her mind and will had completely congealed, leaving her completely unable to do anything, and immediately thereafter, the giant golden dragon tail struck her mecha with devastating force.
The pink mecha was sent flying like a cannonball before crashing heavily into the protective barrier in the distance. Meanwhile, Tang Wulin had already unleashed his Golden Dragon King True Body and brought his wings together to create a tight capsule around the spear. He was going to use his own body to withstand what was essentially going to be a ninth-grade soul missile explosion.
"Boom!" The protective light barrier rippled violently as Ling Zichen crashed into it, and even though the students of the first class couldn't hear Ling Zichen's voice, they could clearly see the instant where Tang Wulin had sent her flying in his golden dragon form.Previous Chapter Next Chapter