The Legend of the Dragon King

‘It’d be best to calm down first.’ Tang Wulin did not try to contact her again. Since he had rejected her, he should not be the one to initiate contact. However, he genuinely wanted to remain as a friend to Long Yuxue. He admired her personality very much. She was a very kind and nice girl. He was unsure if Jiang Wuyue deserved her.

As the celebrity of the competition, Tang Wulin was the first to proceed to the next stage of the competition from his group. He entered the top sixteen of the soul masters’ battles. However, for the mecha battles, things were not going as smoothly.

Every mecha master would need to possess excellent control skills for them to make it into the round-robin. However, during these difficult battles, Tang Wulin’s skills were also improving continuously.

He had become accustomed to his own body after undergoing the hardship in both the different competitions. He was finally and slowly getting a grip of his own strength after having broken through the tenth Golden Dragon King’s seal. He would need more time if he wanted to hone his newfound power to perfection.

Today was the final round for the mecha battles. Tang Wulin was already guaranteed a place in the next stage of the competition. In his battle today, he would be facing an opponent who had similarly obtained perfect victories in all the matches in another group. Hence, it would be a battle for the top position.

Tang Wulin’s mecha wielded a spear and stood towering on the competition ground. Opposite him stood his opponent, Number Sixty-Eight. That number was very close to his own Sixty-Six. Surprisingly, his opponent also wielded a spear.

If it were not for the different numbers above their heads, they would have appeared as identical copies of each other on the competition ground.

The outcome of the match today would not affect their advancement to the final top sixteen. However, it would decide who their opponents would be in the upcoming matches.

The winner would be paired against the runner-up of another group in the final elimination rounds. Likewise, the runner-up of a group would be paired against the winner of another group. In a sense, this match was still significant.

For Tang Wulin, he was not concerned at all. He merely cherished the improvement each match brought him.

He had almost completed his preparations for building his black mecha. He had used the merit points he earned from helping others refine their metals to buy the various materials. Some of these materials were ordered via the army from Mingdu City. They would be transported to him in the next few days.

The deeper he delved into his mecha’s controls, the greater his interest in mechas became. Now, he understood why Mu Ye would put in so much effort into building the mechas, so much so that Mu Ye had neglected his own battle armor’s cultivation.

The improvement the mechas brought to soul masters were direct. Tang Wulin was able to control a standard mecha completely until he was able to execute many skills which could not be accomplished by the soul masters who used the mecha. Also, the mechas provided the best protection for the soul masters. This was the difference between a mecha and a battle armor.

A battle armor’s enhancement was direct. It was more powerful and nimble as well. However, the battle armor itself needed a soul master’s body as structural support. For the soul masters with lower cultivation bases, they had no way of supplying the amount of energy needed to power a battle armor. That was why they failed to be battle armor masters. However, the mechas were different. A powerful mecha, powered by the soul batteries and the mecha’s interior core circuit, could strengthen the soul master’s combat strength. Even if the soul master had no soul power left, he would still possess formidable combat strength just by operating his mecha.

Although the battle armors were powerful, the mechas still held advantages over the battle armors. Tang Wulin finally understood why Teacher Mu Ye had suggested that he should own a mecha.

A standard mecha was already powerful. Just how powerful would a black mecha be, especially one which was custom-made for him? In truth, even a red mecha could not be fully built from the Heavenly Refined materials. It was good enough for the core components to be made from such materials.

Tang Wulin was very confident of his own forging skills. He believed that he would be able to attain the rank of accomplishing the Heavenly Refinements in the future. When the time came, he would build himself a divine mecha on his own.

At the moment, he intended to build a super mecha with the most robust materials he could forge. He wanted to lay a firm foundation for the restoration of Shrek Academy in the future.

Simultaneously, he had conveyed his plan to his comrades by soul communication. He reminded them, especially Xu Lizhi, to put more effort into mastering the mechas. Xu Lizhi was a food-type Tool soul master. If he had better control over a mecha, it would be a great boost to his combat strength.

Everyone had enlisted with an army. Although they communicated less frequently with each other, they would still exchange their ideas and experiences every so often.

Tang Wulin was not the only one who was improving rapidly. After having so many experiences in Shrek Academy, his comrades were also developing rapidly. Everyone worked hard and put in their efforts with all their might.

Tang Wulin made a promise with his comrades. They promised not to rush themselves to break through the next rank. They would accumulate enough soul power so that they could harmonize their hundred-thousand-year spirit soul together to create a stupendous improvement collectively.

When the time came, they would truly be the Shrek Seven Monsters.

“Three, two, one. The match begins!”

Number Sixty-Eight swung his spear and swathes of spear shadows spread out before him like a fan. It was an etiquette before the battle commenced, at the same time, it was also to show Tang Wulin his level of control in the spearing techniques. It was a display of strength aimed at undermining Tang Wulin’s confidence.

Tang Wulin’s mecha Number Sixty-Six only raised the spear in its hand and waved it at his opponent three times. The phoenix had nodded three times. Tang Wulin returned the courtesy.

The two opponents seemed to have initiated a forward charge toward each other at the same time. They did not engage their thrusters, the way they charged forward was direct.

A faint gleam flickered in Tang Wulin’s eyes. The stronger his opponent was, the stronger the battle fervor within him.

His spearing techniques had improved tremendously. He relied mostly on the technique of the Thousand Accusing Fingers. His opponent also wielded a spear. He hoped that he would be able to learn something from his opponent’s spearing techniques. In fact, it was more important than defeating his opponent.

The distance between the two mechas was instantly reduced. When they were about to collide, his opponent suddenly stabbed with his spear. The spear’s gleam flickered. His spear’s gleam was an icy blue. When the spear’s gleam flashed, Tang Wulin felt the temperature around his mecha drop instantly. Even the speed at which his mecha moved was affected.

A dense bloodline aura shot out from his body. It spread throughout his mecha. A layer of faint golden halo covered his standard mecha. The cold air was instantly blocked. At the same time, Tang Wulin flicked his spear upward in the direction of his opponent’s spear.

“Swoosh!” Number Sixty-Eight’s spear suddenly disappeared. However, the instant Tang Wulin’s spear shot past, his spear reappeared instantly like a venomous dragon sticking out its tongue. His spear went straight for Tang Wulin’s mecha’s chest. In an instant, the spear’s gleam flashed. The beams of the spear’s gleam aimed for Tang Wulin’s mecha’s joints. It dazzled the eyes of the spectators. The speed at which he stabbed with his spear was clearly a cut above Tang Wulin’s.

It was not a show of his control over the spear. Rather, it was the speed at which he controlled his mecha. His opponent’s control over his own standard mecha was already the limit of what a mecha could endure.

Tang Wulin snorted. Currently, there seemed to be nowhere for him to dodge. However, his mecha’s body swayed. The Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

The spear’s gleam shot past his body. At the same time, Tang Wulin swung his spear savagely in a horizontal arc. There was no skill or finesse to it. It was simply a horizontal swipe. It brought an unprecedented aura which swept everything before it away.