Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

"Form ranks! Form ranks now!"

Lan Muzi's face was contorted, her voice shrill and distorted with fear as she screamed desperately, trying to gather the remaining power of the Soul Master once more.

The once dazzling array's light had dimmed considerably, and the array patterns were stained red with blood. The remaining hundreds of soul masters were in a panic. Under Lan Muzi's forceful urging, the array, like a dying beast, struggled to operate again, transforming into a twisted and chaotic golden tornado that roared and struggled, once again heading towards Lu Jun to kill him.

"Still not giving up? Want to try again?"

Lu Jun laughed loudly, his laughter filled with disdain and contempt.

His figure suddenly transformed into a streak of icy blue aurora that tore through the sky. Instead of retreating, he took the initiative to meet the seemingly terrifying golden tornado.

"Today, I will use the sword in my hand to tell the world what your so-called Tang Sect glory and Shrek Academy dignity are—"

"It's nothing but a huge joke!"

The Ice Abyss Sword in his hand erupted with an unprecedentedly intense light. The sword light danced, instantly radiating a ten-thousand-foot-long icy blue brilliance, pure, sharp, and domineering.

It was as if even the heavens and earth were about to be cleaved apart by this sword.

Logically speaking, this third array attack, which embodies the last strength and despair of the survivors, should have been even more frenzied and reckless, and its power might even have surpassed that of the previous ones.

However, in everyone's eyes, Lu Jun's third raid seemed more relaxed and effortless than the previous two.

That icy blue sword light seemed to have transformed into the sharpest and most invincible divine spear in the world.

The golden array tornado resembled a bloated, leaky, and dilapidated shield.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a soft yet crystal-clear sound, like the tearing of cloth.

The icy blue divine sword pierced the core of the golden tornado with an almost elegant movement.

The next moment, an icy blue light, like the Big Bang at the beginning of the universe, burst forth from within the golden tornado, completely shattering it from the inside out.

It transformed into countless scattered golden specks of light, which quickly vanished into the air.

The great formation has been broken for the third time!

Moreover, it was destroyed instantly in a near-crushing and humiliating manner.

His skill amazed the audience and stunned everyone.

When everyone saw Lu Jun once again stepping out from the bursting golden light, riding on thousands of sword lights like a sword god descending to earth, and casually making a move, the countless ice swords, like a living death storm, once again howled down on the soul masters below, their shock was almost numb, their eyes were blank, their mouths were unconsciously wide open, but they could not utter a sound.

It's unbelievable!
The massive formation of a thousand people, set up by the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy with their core strength, proved utterly vulnerable in front of Lu Jun.

Is Lu Jun simply too powerful beyond reason, or is their prized formation just a shoddy imitation?

No one knows, and no one is able to think about this question at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the storm of ice swords swept past, and hundreds more Soul Masters fell like felled wheat, their blood pooling into streams.

The once mighty force of over a thousand men has dwindled to a mere few dozen, trembling like candles in a storm.

Lu Jun's gaze swept over this chaotic scene, he shook his head, seemingly still somewhat unsatisfied, and said cheerfully:
"Is that all the people? Not enough to kill. It's not exciting at all. Is this all the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy have to offer?"

"Shut the hell up and I'll blast you to bits with one shot!!"

In the midst of this deathly silence and despair, a cold and furious female voice suddenly rang out, breaking the silence.

As soon as the words were spoken, a gigantic, all-black mech with an extremely bulky and exaggerated design, like an iron fortress, suddenly burst out from behind the remaining crowd and blocked Lu Jun's path. The mech was over ten meters tall; for a black-level mech prioritizing agility, this size was monstrous. Its entire body was covered in menacing cannons, especially the two massive soul-guided cannons on its shoulders with diameters exceeding two hundred millimeters, and the countless jet nozzles on its arms and torso, radiating a chilling aura of destruction.

Fixed-mount guided missile ejection port.

Lu Jun narrowed his eyes and immediately recognized the mecha and its owner, Xu Mi'er from Shrek Academy, who was obsessed with powerful soul tools.

She actually loaded so many prohibited weapons onto her Black-class mech.

"Go to hell!"

Xu Mier's icy voice came through the mecha's loudspeaker, filled with a frenzied killing intent.

In the next instant, all the cannons and jets on the mech's body lit up with blinding light, and terrifying energy waves gathered wildly, about to launch an indiscriminate and devastating saturation attack on Lu Jun.

However, Lu Jun merely glanced at it indifferently, casually pointing his sword fingers forward.

"freeze."

Follow your words.

An extreme chill, far exceeding anything seen before, descended instantly.

A visible azure cold wave swept across the area like an ice age, instantly freezing the black mech that had just lit up, along with the terrifying energy gathered around it.

It transformed into a gigantic ice sculpture, maintaining a charging and firing posture.

Along with Xu Mier inside the mecha, her astonishment and her madness were forever frozen on that frozen face.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of ice swords swarmed in, easily piercing through the frozen mech from all angles.

"Crack...bang!"

The hard outer shell of the mecha shattered like fragile glass, along with Xu Mi'er, who was frozen inside, and exploded into countless metal fragments and pieces of flesh and blood that shimmered with ice crystals, scattering down in all directions.

"It wasn't easy for Shrek Academy to release you so-called geniuses." Lu Jun smiled as he looked at the bursting ice mist, his tone as relaxed as if he were commenting on the weather. "Once I send you all away, it seems your academy will be facing a complete talent gap from now on."

Although he was talking, his hands did not stop moving at all.

The two swords, pointing side by side, waved with the elegance of a conductor.

The countless ice crystal swords, as if receiving the final command to kill, emitted an excited buzz, suddenly accelerated, and transformed into streaks of death, mercilessly rushing towards the last few dozen remaining soul masters below.

"No!"

"Spare your life!"

"Lu Jun! How dare you—!"

Desperate wails, pitiful pleas for mercy, and blustering threats suddenly erupted, then abruptly ceased.

A flash of sword light, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Whether they were ordinary Soul Masters or Soul Saint-level experts, they were all as fragile as paper in front of Lu Jun, utterly powerless to resist.

In the blink of an eye, less than thirty seconds later, the last few dozen people who were putting up a stubborn resistance, along with their martial spirits, spirit rings, and even their last hope, were completely submerged and torn apart by the endless rain of swords, their life force instantly extinguished.

Even Lan Muzi and Tang Yinmeng, who tried to join forces in a last-ditch effort, were not spared! (End of Chapter)