Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 238 Swallowing the Ancient Banyan Tree! I'm Giving You a Chance to Redeem Him!
The third is: the soul.

In an instant, Gu Rong's aura surged, and the boost in his soul power increased his confidence in battle, allowing him to unleash his Martial Soul True Form.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Bone Dragon True Form!"

The ancient banyan tree's roar shattered glass windows within a hundred-meter radius, and its thick bones multiplied wildly, transforming in the blink of an eye into a giant dragon composed of stark white bones.

Every bone in his body gleamed with a metallic sheen, and a ghostly green flame flickered in his dark eye sockets, as if he came from hell.

Ning Fengzhi could tell from afar that the ancient banyan tree was serious, and immediately two more halos flew towards him.

"Second: Speed; Fifth: Attack."

With its formidable defense and enhanced speed and attack power, the Bone Dragon roared to the sky, seemingly having the right to be arrogant, its wings spreading out to cover half the sky.

The crowd below was amazed, while the people on the main street of Tiandou City could see two enormous dragons facing each other in the sky above the Liuli Club.

The ice dragon versus the bone dragon was a spectacular sight.

The fourth spirit ring lit up under the Bone Dragon's feet, and then bones shot out from around the Frost Dragon, arranged in an orderly fashion, about to form a huge cage.

It is Bone Douluo's fourth soul skill: Bone Prison, which has both trapping and killing effects, combining offense and defense.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaolie's eyes remained indifferent, and he also lit up the soul ring beneath his feet.

It's just the third soul skill.

"Icy Breath!"

In an instant, the Frosty Holy Dragon spewed out streams of breath in all directions.

When the icy blue energy flow came into contact with the bone spurs, the icy energy instantly eroded and seeped in. The bone prison turned grayish-white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then each bone froze into frost. The cage was only half-built before it was completely frozen into a block of ice, unable to move.

Bang!
The icy holy dragon stomped on it with one claw, and its skeleton turned to dust and dissipated into the air.

Upon seeing this, Gu Rong was greatly shocked.

It should be noted that he used his soul skill with the amplification of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and coupled with his Bone Dragon Martial Soul, which is one of the strongest defensive Martial Souls on the continent.

However, Yu Xiaolie easily neutralized what was clearly a higher-level soul skill.

Moreover, Yu Xiaolie doesn't seem to be in a hurry; it seems he has a way to deal with whatever move Gu Rong makes.

Yu Xiaolie's eyes remained indifferent, showing no fear whatsoever.

After all, his strength is undeniable. Whether it's his level 96 soul power or any of his soul rings, their age surpasses that of Bone Douluo.

Moreover, the power of his soul skills is beyond common sense.

Gu Rong no longer hesitated. Even with Ning Fengzhi's boost, they couldn't win if things continued this way. He unleashed his strongest killing move:
"The ninth soul skill: Bone Hell God Kill!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of bone spurs rained down like a storm, each one accompanied by a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through space.

But Yu Xiaolie merely raised the corners of his mouth slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"I'm not in the mood to play anymore, let's end this!"

In an instant, the azure dragon scales peeled away inch by inch, and dazzling golden light burst forth from the cracks.

When the light faded, a radiant holy dragon, its entire body cast in gold, stood proudly amidst the clouds.

The dragon's might was immense, and it was even larger than the ancient banyan tree's true form as a bone dragon.

"This...how is this possible..."

Qian Renxue's pupils contracted sharply as she looked at the Holy Light Dragon, whose attributes had temporarily changed.

She had never seen a martial soul that could change its form at will, let alone such terrifying dragon might.

The teachers and professors watching from all sides exclaimed in amazement. This was not only a change in the form of the martial soul, but also a change in its attributes. It was a miracle!

Several professors immediately took out paper and pens to take notes.

Meanwhile, the Shrek academy students on the other side of the ground were even more dumbfounded.

Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes hard: "My goodness! Compared to this, the master's Golden Sacred Dragon is just a little mudfish!"

Indeed, no matter how you look at it, the combined martial soul fusion skill of Yu Xiaogang and the other two, the Golden Sacred Dragon, is less than one-third the size of Yu Xiaolie's Light Sacred Dragon!

Its imposing presence was nowhere near as grand as that of the Holy Dragon of Light.

"How is that possible... His Luo Sanpao... can not only transform into a dragon on his own, but he also has more than one form..."

Yu Xiaogang murmured, his face ashen, his lips trembling, unwilling to accept what was happening before him.

The golden dragon hovered above his head, its form seemingly on the verge of disintegrating at any moment.

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang with a grim expression.

Zhao Wuji and the other Shrek Academy teachers also looked at the master with puzzled expressions.

You're both Luo Sanpao, so why is there such a big difference between you?

For the first time, the Shrek Academy students began to doubt the Grandmaster… Just then, the Holy Dragon of Light used a soul skill that had been around for over 100,000 years for the first time.

"The eighth soul skill: Bright Sky!"

Yu Xiaolie's voice rang out at just the right moment.

Immediately afterwards, a blinding beam of light pierced through the clouds and tore through the air, descending from the sky and causing even space to distort slightly in its path.

It moved with incredible speed, covering the ancient banyan tree in the blink of an eye like a torrential downpour of bone spurs, and vaporizing them all upon contact.

"Uncle Bone, get out of the way!!"

Ning Fengzhi exclaimed in surprise and immediately pushed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification to its limit.

But it's all in vain.

The ancient banyan tree hastily erected a bone shield, only to have it pierced directly by the holy light.

Even more impressively, the remaining golden light passed right through him, leaving a huge hole in his right chest and shoulder.

"puff--"

The ancient banyan tree spat out a mouthful of blood, and the true form of the bone dragon instantly disintegrated, its bones melting away like thin ice under the scorching sun.

Even more terrifying, the power of light contained within this holy light penetrated his body, frantically eroding his meridians.

The ancient banyan tree could no longer hold on and fainted, its aged body plummeting rapidly through the air.

"Uncle Bone!!"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda spun wildly. "The Seven Treasures have names: the fourth is 'Defense'! The sixth is 'Enhancement'!"

Two more halos flew away, but the two streams of light disappeared into the ancient banyan tree as if they had vanished into thin air.

The Holy Dragon of Light swooped down, its claws like knives, and seized the ancient banyan tree as if it were squeezing a doll.

"ended."

Yu Xiaolie said coldly.

Immediately, the Holy Dragon of Light opened its massive maw and, in full view of everyone, swallowed the heavily injured Ancient Banyan Tree whole!

Gollum~
"Grandpa Bone!"

Ning Rongrong screamed and rushed forward, but was only glared at by the Holy Dragon of Light, and was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

Oscar rushed forward to catch her, secretly touching her chest as he did so, then turned to Yu Xiaogang and shouted anxiously:
"Master! Aren't you also a Golden Sacred Dragon? Hurry up and save Bone Douluo!"

But Yu Xiaogang couldn't listen to any of it; his head was buzzing.

Finally, exhausted, he could no longer hold on, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees.

The golden dragon finally couldn't hold on any longer, let out a mournful cry, and vanished into specks of golden light.

The Martial Soul Fusion Technique has disintegrated.

After Liu Erlong and Flander regained consciousness, they looked at Yu Xiaogang with pale faces and no idea what to do.

At this moment, Yu Xiaolie looked down at everyone, his gaze finally settling on Ning Fengzhi:

“Ning Fengzhi, since you value academic exchange so much, then I will give you a chance…”

As he spoke, a warm smile appeared on his lips, and he said:
"By noon tomorrow, bring the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Distraction Control Technique to Blue Tyrant Academy to exchange for someone, otherwise..."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "I'll break the ancient banyan tree into 206 pieces and return them to you."

Having said that, the Holy Dragon of Light flapped its wings, stirring up a violent gust of air, and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Only when the dragon's shadow completely disappeared did everyone awaken from their daze.

Ning Fengzhi staggered and grabbed the wall for support, his usually composed mask shattered completely.

He looked at the unconscious Ning Rongrong, then glanced in the direction Yu Xiaolie had left, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Around the ruins, people peeked out again. The scene they had just witnessed had shocked them deeply, and they remained unsettled for a long time.

"Is the knot... over?"

"Am I seeing things? Has Bone Douluo been swallowed whole and captured?"

"That's terrifying... He's no match for Dragon God Douluo at all..."

"..."

Just then, Flander suddenly exclaimed, "Xiao Gang! Xiao Gang!"

Everyone looked over at the sound and saw Yu Xiaogang fall straight down, his face as pale as paper.

Liu Erlong hurriedly helped him up, only to find that his body was ice cold and his breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

(End of this chapter)