Chapter 117 Dragon Warrior Giant Eagle

Chapter 117 Dragon Warrior Giant Eagle

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Thunder rumbled, echoing across the sky.

A magnificent blue and white dragon, with graceful wings and a slender form, hovered above the arena.

Endless streams of silver light danced across the dragon's body, and even from dozens of meters away, one could feel the immense power contained within the thunder dragon.

"Roar!"

The dragon opened its mouth and let out a deafening roar. The sonic waves generated by the thunder even drowned out the applause and shouts of tens of thousands of spectators in the Soul Arena.

The entire Soul Arena fell silent, watching the beautiful yet majestic dragon, their hearts filled with indescribable awe.

"Summoning Thunder Orb!"

A ball of lightning condensed in the dragon's mouth, and with a "bang," it shot towards the arena.

In an instant, endless lightning engulfed the arena.

Romier used his Barrier Martial Soul to create a hemisphere, protecting everyone from the Northern Academy, while complaining:

"Tch… this guy is really reckless, even covering us. What if it disturbs the captain's enjoyment of the show?"

When the blinding light dissipated, their opponents were already lying on the ground, with only faint breaths proving they were still alive.

The third round of the battle came to an end.

"Humph!" Hu Yanzhen, sitting in the VIP seats, let out a cold snort, glaring at the thunder dragon in the sky.

Because lying on the arena floor was his grandson, Hu Yanli. Moreover, the complete annihilation of the Elephant Armor Sect's team in one hit made him, the sect master, lose face.

The thunder dragon cracked its mouth, letting out a low growl, as if mocking him.

This made Hu Yanzhen, who was already very unhappy, furious, and he crushed the armrest of his seat.

"Sect Master Hu Yan, calm down. This is the Soul Master Competition, injuries are inevitable. Besides, with the defense of your sect's disciples, that attack, although it incapacitated them, didn't cause too much damage. They'll probably recover in a day or two," Salas advised.

"Hmph, I'm angry that those little brats aren't working hard enough. They usually act high and mighty, but now they've been defeated by someone alone, making me lose all my face," Hu Yanzhen said, his rough voice filled with anger.

His words were half true. Part of his anger was indeed directed at his own sect's disciples, and the other part was directed at the Northern Academy's participating team.

Hu Yanzhen was annoyed that they were not giving him face and had caused the Elephant Armor Sect to lose face.

Just when the audience thought the battle was over, Hu Yanli struggled to get up from the ground. He looked at Amon, who was sitting in his chair with a smile, with bloodshot eyes, and let out an angry roar.

"Ah…" He used his last strength to charge towards Amon.

This performance made Hu Yanzhen's expression improve a lot. Although there was a huge gap in strength, Hu Yanli still dared to fight one last time, which was commendable.

The thunder dragon swept its tail, knocking him to the ground.

The third round of the competition came to an end.

The powerful strength displayed by the Northern Academy made the other teams feel suffocating pressure.

...

The fifth day since the opening ceremony, which was also the fourth round of battles for many academies.

A purple giant rampaged in the arena, its indestructible defense making people despair.

Compared to the instant kills of the previous three matches, this battle seemed more interesting.

Romier's attack power was not strong, but under the terrifying size of the Barrier Giant, even ordinary punches and stomps became attacks that could shake the arena.

The opponents seemed to have given up hope of winning the match. They didn't disturb the six people watching the show on the other half of the arena and engaged in guerrilla warfare with Romier.

Although the final result would not change, lasting longer would allow them to lose more gracefully.

...

On the sixth day, the Northern Academy encountered a formidable opponent, the Tianshui Academy!

Looking at the group of beauties on the opposite side, Romier whistled, "Those guys on the opposite side have a similar temperament to you, Ice Cube. Why don't you secretly go undercover and bring a few beauties back to our academy?"

Bing Lan gave him a cold glance, and a burst of cold air suddenly erupted, freezing Romier in an ice ball, and then kicked him off the stage.

Romier shattered the ice ball and shouted from under the stage: "Hey, I haven't even made a chair for the captain yet. Are you planning to make the captain stand until the end?"

His words left the audience speechless.

Bing Lan, however, rested her chin on her hand, thought for a moment, waved her hand, and made a chair out of ice on the ground, and it looked even more exquisite, with a dog's head carved on the armrest.

Romier's eyes widened, feeling that his position was in danger. After thinking about it, he said again:

"Are you just planning to let the captain sit on this? Aren't you afraid of freezing the captain?"

Bing Lan's expression finally changed a little, her eyes wandering, not daring to look at Amon.

Yan Jin "tsk"ed and melted the ice chair with magma, then made the same one, but replaced the dog's head with a cat's head.

She then used her third soul skill to lower the temperature of the magma, forming a black stone chair.

"Xue Qinghe" in the VIP seat couldn't help but laugh, "These players from the Northern Academy are really interesting. They are all 'skilled craftsmen'."

"Just fooling around," Xue Xing muttered in a low voice.

"Even if it's just fooling around, no one dares to underestimate them. Look at the players of the Tianshui Academy's team, they still don't dare to take the initiative to attack," Emperor Xue Ye glanced at Xue Xing, wondering if he was right to let him assist Xue Beng.

Shui Binger, the captain of the Tianshui Academy, who was 1.65 meters tall and had long, water-blue hair, frowned, feeling a hint of anger at the Northern Academy's disregard for others.

The people from Shrek Academy shook their heads straight. Ma Hongjun complained: "Zhuqing, your plan doesn't seem to be feasible. These guys don't hesitate to beat their teammates on the stage."

Dai Mubai said in a deep voice: "They are too arrogant."

Bing Lan stepped forward, looked at the Tianshui Academy team who were waiting in formation, and said in a cold tone: "Sorry to keep you waiting, it's my turn today."

A hazy blue halo lit up on Bing Lan's body, and the color was almost exactly the same as that of the Tianshui Academy, as if she and the Tianshui Academy were on the same side.

This scene amazed the audience.

"Haha, isn't she an undercover agent sent by the Tianshui Academy?" a spectator laughed.

While the Northern Academy was arguing about the chair, Shui Binger and her teammate Xuewu had quietly prepared their martial soul fusion skill.

The black-haired Xuewu and the blue-haired Shui Binger instantly merged into one, turning into a dazzling blue and white beam of light rushing into the sky.

A circle of dark clouds spread out, and the members of the Tianshui Academy immediately retreated, shrinking to a corner of the arena.

"You are too careless. Give me enough time to prepare this. If you can't hold on, just admit defeat. We will stop," Shui Binger's voice came from the light beam.

It began to snow in the sky, and each snowflake was as sharp as a blade, rotating and falling, turning into an ice and snow vortex and attacking the Northern Academy.

"Hey, Ice Cube, block it, don't let this little trick disturb Captain Amon!" Romier shouted from under the arena like a loyal lackey.

Bing Lan waved her hand, and with the unlimited supply of Amon's Worm of Time soul power, she instantly protected the others from the Northern Academy with an ice ball.

"Ice Cube, this won't work, you are blocking Captain Amon's view, how can the captain watch the game?" Romier nitpicked.

Bing Lan paused her attack, took a deep breath, and replaced the original thick ice wall with a thinner, more transparent one.

This did not block the line of sight, but it also made Bing Lan have to use more energy to maintain it, constantly replenishing the consumption of the ice wall.

After doing all this, she soared into the sky, transforming into a blue and white giant eagle.

"What?" The faces of the Tianshui Academy were filled with shock.

Shui Yue'er murmured: "Isn't this the same as the captain and the others..."

The giant eagle flapped its wings, creating gusts of wind, blowing away the ice and snow vortex and the dark clouds.

A clear phoenix cry sounded from the blue beam of light, and the originally collapsing snowflakes gathered towards the beam of light, and a lifelike ice phoenix gradually formed.

The two ice-blue giant beasts began to fight in the arena.

"Oh, not bad…" Yan Jin looked at this scene and exclaimed.

Ilya's Starfall, Lei Yin's Thunder Dragon, Romier's Purple Warrior, Bing Lan's Blue and White Giant Eagle, and her own Lava Giant Soldier, which she used without the power of Amon, were actually all at the Soul Emperor level.

This was the first time she had seen this level of power in other academies since the start of the competition.

The Ice Phoenix fought inextricably with the Giant Eagle, but Bing Lan's soul power burden was borne by the many Worms of Time that Amon had integrated into her body, while Shui Binger and Xue Wu needed to bear the huge consumption themselves, and they couldn't hold on for long.

The Giant Eagle tore the Ice Phoenix apart, and two figures fell weakly from the sky. The Giant Eagle flapped its wings, and a cold wind carrying chills slowly lowered them.

This relieved Shui Yue'er, who was a little flustered on the arena, and another girl stepped forward at the same time and caught the two who fell.

Looking at the giant eagle that was overlooking them from the sky with cold eyes, Shui Yue'er smiled helplessly: "We admit defeat."

In the stands, the students of Shrek Academy were stunned.

Ma Hongjun shook his head straight: "Can't fight, can't fight, this is really impossible to fight, I feel that even if the dean goes up, he will only be beaten violently."

"You stinky brat!" Flender scolded in a low voice, but did not refute.

The strength displayed by the Northern Academy was equivalent to a team composed entirely of Soul Emperors, which was indeed too out of line in this competition for youth soul masters under the age of twenty-five.

"Although they haven't all taken action yet, five people have already shown such power, and the remaining two must be good too," Liu Erlong also felt a little frustrated.

"And one of the remaining two is their captain. Looking at the other students' attitude towards him, that captain is obviously very prestigious, and his strength will probably be even stronger."

Speaking of this, Liu Erlong and Flender looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

To be able to make a group of genius Soul Emperors so convinced, how strong should their captain be, could it be... a Soul Sage?

Just when the students of Shrek were about to lose their fighting spirit, Yu Xiaogang coughed lightly and said faintly: "Old Flender, Erlong, you have all been deceived. In fact, they are not that strong."

"What do you mean?" Flender looked at Yu Xiaogang, expecting him to say something mysterious.

He was not unable to accept that others were more outstanding than his students, but the strength displayed by the Northern Academy was really unrealistically strong.

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