Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 62 All eyes are on me!
"That's fine."

After saying that, Xie Xie sped off towards Wu Changkong's dormitory.

Just as Xie Xie left, Tang Wulin was about to say something.

Gu Yue interjected, "What, you want to get rid of me and then go out alone to play the hero, is that it?"

"Forehead"

Tang Wulin was speechless. How could Gu Yue know his thoughts before he even said anything?
"Hmph, enough nonsense, let's go!"

Gu Yue, who already knew Tang Wulin's personality through Na'er's memories, didn't give him any excuses and directly pulled him towards the school gate.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin had no choice but to be pulled forward by Gu Yue.

The area outside the main gate of Donghai Academy was completely blocked.

At least two hundred burly men with fierce appearances were blocking the entrance, holding various weapons. Many of them were even carrying soul-guided devices that the Federation had banned for civilian use.

At Donghai Academy, many intermediate and advanced students gathered near the entrance.

At the front of the crowd, several burly men carried a stretcher on which lay Guanglong, whose leg was wrapped in gauze and whose face was bruised and swollen.

Another group of people held up a huge banner:

"A life for a life, a debt for a debt, hand over the murderer!"

Some people were holding photos of Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, and Xie Xie, looking around as if searching for the three of them.

Just as Tang Wulin and Gu Yue reached the door, they happened to see Guang Biao unleashing his fury.

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm all brawn and no brains. If I want to take my people away, who can stop me? If you keep babbling, I'll tear down this lousy academy! Don't think I won't lose my temper!" Guang Biao shouted arrogantly.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin's eyes turned slightly cold, and Guang Biao's information was directly displayed in the fantasy book.

"A Soul Emperor of the sixth ring?"

As he whispered, the Dragon of Courage and the Fantasy Book of Hidden Flames of the Mountain slowly appeared in Tang Wulin's hand.

But before he could take a step forward and stand out...

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"That's right, I also hate reasoning the most. Physics is much simpler." A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin was slightly taken aback.

Principles, physics?
At that moment, Xie Xie also ran all the way here.

"Ha, thank goodness I made it in time. I'm not late, am I?"

Seeing Xie Xie panting heavily and covered in sweat, Tang Wulin was also a little confused. He didn't remember Xie Xie being this fast.

But then a warmth spread through his heart, and it seemed that he hadn't misjudged Xie Xie as a friend after all.

Seeing this, Gu Yue nodded in agreement.

"Not bad, they arrived just in time."

Seeing this, Xie Xie's back no longer felt tired and his legs no longer felt weak. He immediately gave himself a thumbs up.

"That's right, don't you know who I, Xie Xie, am? The number one agility-based attacker in the world!"

While they were joking around, the students in the distance only saw a blur before their eyes.

There was another person in front of them, a white figure. With his appearance, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

“The people you found are my students, and I think they did the right thing. So, if you can beat me, you can continue; if you can't, then get out.”

After speaking, Wu Changkong waved his right hand, and a light blue longsword, as if carved from black ice, appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, rings of spirit rings rose from beneath Wu Changkong's feet, a total of six spirit rings, yellow, purple, and black!
Feeling his aura being suppressed, Guangbiao roared.

He unleashed his Ironclad Dragon Martial Soul, also a six-ring Soul Emperor, but his aura was far inferior.

The six soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, purple—that didn't even meet the standard configuration, were still too weak in front of Wu Changkong.

boom!
Wu Changkong grasped the Frost Sword Martial Soul in his hand, unleashed his soul power, and charged towards the beam of light.

"Roar!" Wu Changkong charged over, and Guang Biao had no choice but to fight back.

Even if you're not confident of victory, you have to grit your teeth and fight.

The first spirit ring lit up, and the scales on his body instantly emitted an iron-gray light, transforming him into a dragon.

He stomped his foot and charged into the sky.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..."

The two collided instantly, their soul power erupting and sweeping across the surrounding area.

The spectators quickly retreated, clearing the area from the battlefield.

The battle between six-ring Soul Emperors is incredibly spectacular, requiring a large enough space for them to unleash their full range of abilities.

Surprisingly, Wu Changkong did not unleash a powerful area-of-effect soul skill, but instead simply rotated his right wrist.

On the Heavenly Frost Sword, the six spirit rings retracted simultaneously, and the sword tip flicked lightly, just touching the fist that was as large as a mountain.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..." A series of crisp sounds rang out.

When the first sound rang out, the beam of light, which had been as powerful as a tyrannical dragon, stopped.

With each crisp cracking sound that followed, a scale would be ripped off Guang Biao's fist, and his imposing body would take a step back.

Seven crisp sounds rang out, and he retreated seven steps, but it looked as if Wu Changkong had only unleashed one sword strike.

A pale blue light rose from his body, and in the brief instant of the collision, Wu Changkong's aura had already condensed to an astonishing degree.

His dark green eyes suddenly turned purple, and a pale purple light shone from his pupils.

Not long after, with a soft "plop," the Heavenly Frost Sword stopped a fraction of an inch in front of Guangbiao's nose.

The icy chill seemed to transform into a net of swords, completely sealing him inside.

Guang Biao's hands were completely pierced and instantly turned into the same light blue color as the Heavenly Frost Sword.

'You, your eyes...where did you come from?'

Guangbiao froze for a moment, and a trembling expression appeared in his eyes, whether from the cold or fear, it was hard to tell.

Wu Changkong said calmly:

"So you know, huh? That's right, I was kicked out of that place because of my bad temper. So, don't let me see you again! Get lost!"

The blue light receded, the chill disappeared, and the Heavenly Frost Sword Martial Soul was sheathed.

"Well done, but now, go back and cultivate!"

A cold voice rang out, addressed to Tang Wulin and his two companions in the crowd.

Then, Wu Changkong put his hands behind his back, turned around and left, his white robes fluttering, like a banished immortal descending to earth.

Even after Wu Changkong disappeared from everyone's sight, the entire venue remained silent.

Everyone looked shocked.

"I never expected Teacher Wu to be so strong!" Xie Xie exclaimed, watching Wu Changkong's departing figure.

Tang Wulin nodded as well. Although just by looking at the soul ring ratio between Wu Changkong and Guang Biao, he knew that Wu Changkong's strength was definitely greater than Guang Biao's.

But this time, Wu Changkong defeated Guang Biao mainly because of his swordsmanship.

This is what is known as using skill to overcome force.

This made Tang Wulin feel somewhat envious.

Use swordsmanship to break through the dragon scales on Guangbiao's body, and then directly attack his physical body.

He can't do that kind of swordsmanship now!

I know these few pictures are a bit weak... because I'm thinking about the fight scenes later on.

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(End of this chapter)