Chapter 41 The Nine Revolutions of Glazed Glass Reveal a True Dragon!
Ning Junlan attacks Ning Fengzhi with a 100,000-year-old soul bone technique, Shadow Dragon Strike!
A flash of light, and the four of them vanished from their original spots.
Above the sky, clouds gathered, and lightning bolts thundered.
Rumble—!
Accompanied by a deafening roar, an endless golden arena completely solidified in the sky.
Sacred golden patterns flowed across the surface of the arena, as if forged from pure light power, radiating an ancient and vast aura.
Four golden lights flashed, and Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Ning Junlan, and Wei Ang appeared in the four corners of the arena, facing each other from afar.
A murderous atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire arena.
Chen Xin held the Seven Kill Sword, his white robes fluttering without wind, his sharp sword intent soaring into the sky, slightly distorting the space around him.
His expression was solemn, his gaze fixed on the man wearing the Purple Dragon Robe.
Ning Fengzhi stood behind Chen Xin, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda already appearing in his palm. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart, his eyes filled with only determination.
On the other side, the two from the Sun Moon Continent appeared calm and composed.
Emperor Wei Ang stood with his hands behind his back, not even releasing his martial soul immediately.
He merely scrutinized Chen Xin with a scrutinizing gaze, tinged with a faint contempt, as if looking at an interesting antique.
Ning Junlan, on the other hand, remained aloof and arrogant. She glanced at the exquisite, translucent, dragon-qi-swirling Nine-Colored Glazed Dragon Pagoda in her palm.
(Note: After cultivating the Nine-Colored Glazed Dragon Martial Soul to a high level, it can change the external form of the martial soul.)
She then glanced at Ning Fengzhi, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, a barely perceptible smile curving her lips—a confidence stemming from the overwhelming power of her bloodline.
On the sky, several black frames were displayed beside each of them, indicating the corresponding soul bones within their bodies.
Ning Junlan: 2 x 100,000-year soul bones.
Wei Ang: 3 x 100,000-year soul bones.
Compared to this, the soul bone ratio of Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which is known for its immense wealth, is quite pitiful.
Just then, a majestic voice rang out again from the sky, announcing the rules of this battle to the entire continent:
[Sky Arena, rules established.]
[To ensure fairness, both sides' soul power will be suppressed.]
[Sun Moon Continent side, Wei Ang, soul power suppressed to level 96, same level as Chen Xin.]
[Sun Moon Continent side, Ning Junlan, soul power suppressed to level 79, same level as Ning Fengzhi. Moreover, only the first seven soul skills can be used.]
[However, the power of soul bones originates from oneself and is not subject to suppression.]
[The duel begins!]
Upon hearing the rules, the people of Douluo Continent were first stunned, then erupted in a tremendous uproar!
"Soul power suppressed! Great! This way, Sword Douluo and Sect Master Ning won't suffer a loss!"
"Wait! Unlimited soul bones? That Ning Junlan has two 100,000-year soul bones, and that emperor has three! This..."
"It's over... This is completely unfair! The power of soul bone skills is comparable to soul techniques! Especially 100,000-year soul bones!"
The flame of hope that had just ignited in the hearts of the people of Douluo Continent was instantly doused with a bucket of ice water called "soul bones," causing them to falter.
On the arena, Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi's expressions also became extremely solemn.
They knew very well what 100,000-year soul bones meant.
"Fengzhi, be careful!"
Chen Xin shouted in a low voice, no longer hesitating.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"
A clear and melodious sword cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth!
Chen Xin transformed into a giant sword that reached the heavens and the earth, its sword energy surging and turbulent, as if it would cleave a crack in the sky!
Chen Xin did not test the waters at all, immediately using his strongest form!
Faced with such a formidable foe, Chen Xin dared not underestimate him in the slightest!
"Interesting."
Wei Ang finally raised his eyelids, a cruel smile playing on his lips.
"A mere weapon spirit dares to display its power before me?"
"Roar—!"
A deafening dragon roar erupted!
Behind Wei Ang, a colossal, sky-covering dragon phantom suddenly appeared!
The dragon's entire body was a noble purple-gold, its scales menacing, its dragon might vast, and its eyes burning with purple flames that seemed capable of incinerating everything!
It was none other than one of the pinnacles of beast martial souls, the Purple Radiance Annihilating Dragon!
The mere pressure released by the martial soul caused the Seven Kill Sword true form that Chen Xin had transformed into to groan under its strain!
"Uncle Sword!"
Ning Fengzhi dared not be negligent, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his palm shone brightly!
"Seven Treasures Spin Out Glazed Pagoda!"
"First: Strength!"
"Second: Speed!"
"Third: Soul!"
"Sixth: Enhancement!"
Six dazzling rays of light instantly bolstered Chen Xin, elevating his aura by a significant margin!
An 80% increase in all attributes—this was the true value of the number one support-type soul master on the Douluo Continent!
"Your spirit is second to none!"
Chen Xin roared, becoming one with his sword, transforming into a streak of light as he fiercely slashed towards Wei Ang!
However, at that moment, Ning Junlan moved.
Looking at Ning Fengzhi's support, she spoke coldly, her voice not loud, yet clearly echoing throughout the arena:
"A firefly's light dares to rival the moon's brilliance?
Let me show you what true support is."
"Nine Revolutions of Glazed Dragon!"
The nine-colored glazed dragon pagoda in her palm shone brilliantly, a lifelike glazed dragon shadow spiraling upwards!
"First: Strength!"
"Second: Speed!"
"Third: Spirit (Mental Power)!"
"Sixth: Soul!"
Six beams of light, but Ning Junlan's were more solid and dazzling, instantly landing on Wei Ang.
Wei Ang's aura surged instantly, his domineering presence almost materializing.
He didn't even use his soul skill; he simply raised his right claw, covered in purple-gold dragon scales, and casually swung it at Chen Xin's earth-shattering sword strike!
Clang—!!!
The deafening sound of metal clashing against metal shook the entire arena!
The giant sword that Chen Xin had transformed into was actually sent flying by this claw, tumbling several times in the air before regaining its footing.
The light on the sword even dimmed slightly!
"Pfft!"
Chen Xin withdrew from his Martial Soul True Body, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with horror.
"How is this possible... his power..."
Ning Fengzhi was even more shocked.
He could clearly feel that Ning Junlan's support effects had reached an astonishing 100% in every aspect!
A full 20% higher than his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!
This was the insurmountable gap between nine treasures and seven treasures!
"Do you see that? This is the difference."
Ning Junlan's voice rang out coldly.
"However, do you think my role is merely support?"
Before the words were finished, Ning Junlan's figure suddenly vanished from the spot!
"Not good!"
Chen Xin's pupils shrank sharply. He tried to defend, but Wei Ang's Purple Dragon Breath held him firmly, making it impossible for him to break free!
Ning Fengzhi's alarm bells rang loudly. He was merely a support-type Soul Master, with virtually no close-combat ability!
The next moment, Ning Junlan appeared before him like a ghost, her fair right leg adorned with a crystal-clear Soul Bone, seemingly carved from a ruby, radiating brilliant light!
A 100,000-year Soul Bone skill—Instant Shadow Dragon Strike!
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