Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 152 Yu Xiaolie VS Platinum Bishop, Sixth Soul Skill: Dragon Dance!

Yu Xiaolie calmly released his martial spirit.

The dragon cub's round body leaped out from behind him, and then seven soul rings lit up in succession at Yu Xiaolie's feet: yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red!

The moment that bright red 100,000-year soul ring appeared, a collective gasp filled the hall.

When Yu Xiaolie returned to Tianshui City, it was the first time that Granny Shui Jingxin had seen him activate his soul ring.

Upon seeing the 100,000-year-old soul ring, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

You have to understand, that's a spirit ring age that even the most powerful Spirit Hall can hardly dream of!
Yu Xiaolie... as always, shocked her repeatedly.

Clark was shocked and stared at Yu Xiaolie in disbelief.

This guy, with this soul ring configuration, is he some kind of monster?

However, he quickly regained his composure; now that the die was cast, he had no choice but to act.

He was, after all, a Soul Douluo, and his strength was still enough to suppress Yu Xiaolie!

Immediately, Clark's Frost Scepter emitted a bone-chilling cold, and a thin layer of ice formed on the ground beneath his feet. The cold air spread along the floor, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.

Not far away, Shui Qing'er subconsciously rubbed her arms. Seeing this, A Yin gently took her hand, and a warm Blue Silver Grass soul power quietly passed over her, dispelling the chill.

"Xiao Lie..."

Shui Qing'er murmured softly, her eyes filled with worry.

Although she knew Yu Xiaolie was very strong, he was, after all, a Soul Douluo-level expert, and also a Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, whose strength was far beyond that of ordinary Soul Masters.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the eight spirit rings beneath Clark's feet shone with a dazzling light.

Immediately, he sneered, and the sapphire on the scepter suddenly lit up, causing the chill to surge once more.

"Boy, the prestige of the Spirit Hall is not something you can challenge."

Clark's voice carried an arrogant tone, a habitual haughtiness that came from spending too much time in the Spirit Branch Hall.

Yu Xiaolie did not answer, but simply said:
"let's start."

Before he could finish speaking, Clark had already made his move.

With a wave of his scepter, his first spirit ring lit up beneath his feet:

"First Soul Skill: Ice Spikes!"

In an instant, several ice spikes condensed in the air and pierced towards Yu Xiaolie.

Yu Xiaolie's eyes narrowed, but without moving, a circle of yellow light suddenly exploded beneath his feet.

With a low shout, he didn't dodge, but instead stepped forward to meet the ice spikes. His Devouring Breath absorbed all of Clark's attack, and then Yu Xiaolie's right fist suddenly slammed out!
"boom--!"

The remaining ice spikes shattered the moment they came into contact with his fist, turning into countless ice crystals.

Clark's pupils contracted, clearly not expecting Yu Xiaolie to be able to break his soul skill so easily.

His movements were fluid, and his third spirit ring lit up. Immediately, a huge ice spike rose from the ground, stabbing towards Yu Xiaolie like a venomous snake.

"Third Soul Skill: Touch of Ice!"

Yu Xiaolie snorted coldly, and the dragon cub swept past his shoulder, a layer of light blue light flashing as its body rapidly expanded.

The next moment, a gigantic ice dragon appeared in the hall.

Its dragon eyes were cold and sharp, and with each breath from its enormous mouth, bursts of frost were exhaled, sending chills down one's spine.

A massive dragon claw slammed down, instantly shattering Clark's enormous ice spikes into pieces.

The cardinals around them were all dumbfounded; some even rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were hallucinating.

That round, chubby pig spirit actually transformed into a giant dragon!
Clark's expression finally changed.

He originally thought that his advantage as a Soul Douluo and his years of combat experience would allow him to fight Yu Xiaolie to a standstill with his incredible Soul Ring configuration.

But now, not only was his attack easily broken, but the oppressive aura emanating from the icy holy dragon in front of him also made this level 86 Soul Douluo feel a slight tremor in his heart.

However, he was now in a difficult situation and decided to take a gamble.

Clark suppressed his unease, raised his Frost Scepter high, and his fifth spirit ring lit up:
"Fifth Soul Skill: Extreme Ice Prison!"

At this moment, the temperature inside the hall plummeted, and countless icicles grew wildly on the ceiling, floor, and walls, instantly trapping Yu Xiaolie in an ice crystal cage.

These icicles, sharp as knives and radiating a chilling aura, were coming from all directions, surrounding Yu Xiaolie completely.

Shui Qing'er exclaimed in surprise and instinctively rushed forward, but was pulled back by A Yin.

Ah Yin gently shook her head at her and whispered, "He can do it."

Shui Qing'er then regained her balance.

Inside the ice prison, Yu Xiaolie laughed. "That's it?"

"Sixth Soul Skill: Ice Frost Dragon Dance".

This is the first time Yu Xiaolie has shown his sixth spirit ring to everyone since he obtained it.

A ring-shaped ice storm swept out from the center of the dragon cub, and the temperature inside the hall plummeted once again!
In this storm, besides countless frosts, one can vaguely see small dragon-shaped creatures swirling within.

boom! ! !
The storm spread instantly, and along with the storm itself, all the small ice dragons crashed into Clark's ice crystal cage.

The once indestructible ice prison cracked like glass and collapsed in the blink of an eye!
"How can it be?!"

Clark gasped in shock.

His Extreme Ice Prison is a powerful restrictive soul skill that can even trap a Soul Douluo, so how could it be easily neutralized by an attack of the same ice attribute?

Yu Xiaolie didn't give him time to think.

With a flap of its icy dragon wings, the man and the dragon instantly broke free of the ice prison and rushed straight towards Clark.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Dragon Might!"

With the powerful boost, all of the Frost Dragon's attributes doubled, and then a dragon's tail swept towards Clark.

The intense pressure and the oncoming hurricane made it difficult for Clark to open his eyes.

Clark, enduring a headache, dodged the Ice Dragon's tail swing, a ruthless glint in his eyes:
"Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul True Body!"

Suddenly, the scepter in his hand expanded, transforming into a five-meter-tall frost scepter. Then, his soul power stirred, and a bone-chilling cold aura swirled around it.

This is Clark's trump card; in his Martial Soul True Form state, his ice-attribute attacks will be maximized.

"go to hell!"

Clark roared and slammed the Frost Scepter down on Yu Xiaolie.

Yu Xiaolie neither dodged nor avoided, but the icy holy dragon was already blocking his way, a hint of disdain flashing in its dragon eyes.

Fifth Soul Skill: Frost Armor.

Streams of icy blue energy surged from the dragon cub's body, instantly condensing into a set of crystal-clear armor that covered its entire body.

When Clark's scepter slammed heavily onto the armor, it produced a muffled clang, as if striking ancient black iron.

Moreover, the chill from the icy armor spread in the opposite direction of the Frost Scepter, and in the blink of an eye, a chilling aura invaded his body!
Clark was horrified to discover that his soul power was being eroded by this strange chill, and its circulation was slowing down.

Yu Xiaolie gave him no chance to catch his breath, took a deep breath, and his third soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Ice Breath!"

A surge of icy blue energy erupted from the mouth of the Frosty Sacred Dragon.

In an instant, the temperature in the entire hall plummeted to freezing.

Large, fluffy snowflakes appeared out of nowhere and began to fall in a flurry.

The snowflakes cleverly avoided Shui Qing'er and A Yin's group, drifting all towards Clark and the cardinals.

"what--!"

A cardinal was touched by a snowflake and instantly let out a piercing scream.

His skin froze at a visible speed, turning into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

The others, seeing this, were terrified and scrambled out of the hall.

Karak, standing in the center of the hall, felt it most acutely. Although he was also an ice-attribute soul master, he felt an instinctive fear of the swirling snow.

He felt the snowflakes falling on his Martial Soul True Body, gradually freezing his soul power, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, unable to reverse it at all.

"This is impossible... How could my ice attribute be..."

Clark trembled as he backed away, his eyes filled with disbelief.

But in the blink of an eye, the breath spread to his scepter, and the ice quickly solidified, covering Clark with a thick layer of ice.

Yu Xiaolie, unhurriedly, then coldly shouted:
"break!"

Immediately afterwards, a series of clicking sounds rang out.

The ice sculpture formed by the Frost Scepter shattered with a deafening roar, and Clark screamed as he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall.

At this moment, his Martial Soul True Body was forced to dissipate, his body was covered with fine wounds, and a mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably.

Yu Xiaolie stared coldly at him, approaching him step by step.

P.S.: The fever has finally broken! I'm so happy, so I'm adding an extra chapter!

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