Legend of the Dragon King: The Rise of the Golden Dragon

"How is this going?"

Seeing Tang Wulin exploding with all his strength, Xie Xie was filled with surprise and doubt.

That feeling of powerlessness and fear appeared again. It had happened once before at the station, otherwise he would not have been slapped in the face so easily by Tang Wulin. It just happened again, which directly caused him to fail to react to Tang Wulin's attack.

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Xie Xie found it very strange. The opponent's martial spirit was obviously Blue Silver Grass, but his was Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger. It could be said that they were unrelated!

How could he be influenced by Tang Wulin?

On the other hand, Wu Zhangkong was not surprised for too long, because Tang Wulin's next offensive had arrived in an instant.

The Bluesilver Grass is endless, like the waves on a blue ocean, while Wuchangkong is a rock in the ocean. No matter how the Bluesilver Grass impacts, it remains unmoving.

With the cover of Blue Silver Grass, Tang Wulin quickly approached Wu Changkong, and swung out the golden dragon claw in his right hand, pointing directly at Wu Changkong's long sword.

Wu Zhangkong, who had just swung away a few bluesilver grasses, realized that Tang Wulin was already approaching.

However, he did not panic, and calmly swung his sword, and sword threads came out one after another, hitting Tang Wulin's claws.

"Clang clang clang!"

Several sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded, and Tang Wulin's right claw let out a golden light, directly shattering Wu Changkong's sword energy, and then swatted away the Tianshuang Sword.

Wu Zhangkong couldn't bear the powerful force of tens of thousands of kilograms, so he could only use special techniques to release the power from the Tianshuang Sword. Even so, his martial soul almost escaped from his hand.

Seeing Wu Changkong's door wide open, Tang Wulin seized the opportunity, approached Wu Changkong with a quick step, and stabbed Wu Changkong's heart with his claws.

At the same time, his first soul ring lit up again, and countless blue silver grass swept across, trying to entangle Wu Zhangkong.

This is the spirit Xiao Lan who has been watching the battle launching his spirit skill again.

Under Tang Wulin's double attack, Wu Zhangkong was unable to dodge at all. He would either be stabbed in the heart or controlled by Blue Silver Grass.

Wu Zhangkong also knew that he had lost. He took a breath, his whole body shone brightly, and powerful soul power fluctuations came from him.

Tang Wulin's golden dragon claws grabbed the opponent's clothes. It didn't feel like he was grabbing a person, but a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice. Before it touched the opponent, the biting cold air eroded away, giving Tang Wulin a beating.

Chills.

He saw the six yellow, yellow, purple, black and black soul rings on Wu Changkong's body flashing with light, and then being blown away by a powerful force.

After turning over in the air, Tang Wulin removed the impact and reached ten meters away. The energy and blood in his body kept rolling.

He stood tall and straight in the middle of the playground, breathing slightly.

Although the battle was short, Tang Wulin's consumption was huge. He released soul skills continuously for a long time, so that his soul power was almost exhausted. In addition, his mental power and energy and blood were also consumed a lot.

"Six rings!"

"Soul Emperor!"

"The black one is the ten thousand year soul ring?"

The students on the playground looked at this scene and were very surprised. Tang Wulin actually won. What surprised them even more was that Wu Zhangkong actually had six soul rings, and the last two were ten thousand years old.

"You win, you are very good!"

Wu Zhangkong calmly put away his martial spirit and said to Tang Wulin, with a smile finally appearing on his cold face.

In the battle just now, he did not hold back, but was suppressed by Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin's grasp of timing was so good that even Wu Zhangkong was amazed.

Even according to his standards, Tang Wulin can be regarded as an out-and-out little monster.

Tang Wulin scratched his head and showed a sunny smile.

Wu Zhangkong glanced at all the students coldly, "The competition is over, do you know how I feel?"

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!"

Having said that, Wu Zhangkong directly asked and answered his own questions, "To be honest, I am very disappointed with you. Even if the martial arts is not good, the physical fitness is also not good, and the combat consciousness is even worse than you can imagine... There are nearly twenty students in the class.

, actually can’t even beat Tang Wulin, a Blue Silver Grass soul master.”

Hearing this, Xie Xie curled his lips, glanced at Tang Wulin, and thought to himself: Is he a monster?

Anyway, he has never seen a Blue Silver Grass soul master with scales and dragon claws on his hands!

And Tang Wulin was unhappy because he had won, and Wu Zhangkong used him as a negative example.

Wu Zhangkong didn't know what the two of them were thinking, so he continued, "No wonder you are assigned to Class 5..."

Faced with Wu Zhangkong's angry criticism, all the students lowered their heads, because what Wu Zhangkong said was true. Moreover, Wu Zhangkong was a powerful soul emperor with a ten-thousand-year soul ring. The students were in awe, and there was no dissatisfaction at all.

"Okay, that's it for today's morning class. Meditation will be taught in the afternoon. Starting tomorrow, we will have physical training in the morning and theory in the afternoon."

"Disband!"

As Wu Zhangkong finished speaking, the students left the playground one after another.

"Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, follow me."

Tang Wulin and Xie Xie were about to leave when they were stopped by Wu Zhangkong, so they had to follow him toward the teaching building.

"Wulin, do you think Teacher Wu asked us to give out rewards?"

Following Wu Zhangkong, Xie Xie looked a little excited, hooked Tang Wulin's shoulder, and asked quietly.

"You think too much!"

Tang Wulin glanced at Xie Xie, feeling that the boy hadn't been beaten enough.

Although their strength is considered to be one of the best in Class 5, they are definitely nothing in Fangwu Changkong's eyes!

Reward that is impossible!

After hearing Tang Wulin's words, Xie Xie thought about Wu Changkong's character and found it difficult to give rewards to students. He immediately regained his composure and asked, "What's going on with the scales and claws on your hands?"

"Why do I feel a little scared when I see your claws?"

"have no idea!"

Looking away from Xie Xie, Tang Wulin thought it would be better not to tell Xie Xie. Anyway, it was still early for this guy to awaken his bloodline?

In addition, he himself is not sure about the connection. He only knows that his blood level is higher than Xie Xie's, so he has such an effect.

Looking at Tang Wulin's expression, Xie Xie knew that Tang Wulin must know something. He hurriedly hugged Tang Wulin's shoulders and begged, "Tell me about it! Tang Wulin, my good brother!"

He really wanted to know the status of his martial soul, otherwise every time he dealt with Tang Wulin, he would have fallen to his knees before even a fight.

"Big deal!"

Seeing that Tang Wulin had no reaction, Xie Xie hesitated for a while and immediately added a condition, but his face still looked painful.

"I'll treat you to a ton!"

"real!"

Tang Wulin immediately became interested and looked at Xie Xie behind him.

"real!"

Hearing this, Xie Xie gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely.

"All right!"

Tang Wulin immediately decided to tell Xie Xie what he knew, "I don't know the specific situation!"

"What?"

When Xie Xie heard this, he was slightly stunned, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face. Could it be that his meal was wasted again?

"However, I have dragon blood, and I guess you do too, and the blood level is much lower than mine, so I suppressed you."

"Huh? Dragon bloodline?"

Hearing this, Xie Xie was a little confused. His martial spirit is the Light Dragon Dagger and the Shadow Dragon Dagger. Although there is a dragon in the name, what does it have to do with the dragon clan?

Seeing that Xie Xie didn't believe it, Tang Wulin suggested, "You can go back and ask your family?"

Xie Xie's martial spirit was passed down from his family. After so many years, he suspected that the other family must know something, but they haven't told Xie Xie yet.

"All right!"

Xie Xie nodded helplessly. Although he didn't believe that he had dragon blood, he couldn't be sure that he didn't!

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