The Legend of the Dragon King

Tang Wulin had been watching him all along. His lips cracked into a disdainful smile upon watching Zhang Geyang’s approach. “Are you breaking the rules?”

A golden spear shot out at lightning speed. Tang Wulin did not show the slightest fear as he was confronted by the rank-98 Hyper Douluo’s attack. He took a step forward with his left foot. The green-gold color on his body suddenly glowed brightly, turning the golden spear in his hand green-gold as well. Countless vines surged out akin to a swarm of bees and surrounded the spear.

The vines were akin to giant dragons that appeared powerful and terrifying. The faint blue flames on Zhang Geyang’s body were blazing, but when he collided into the giant dragons formed from Tang Wulin’s vines, one could only hear a boom like thunder.

To everyone’s surprise, the rank-98 Hyper Douluo was immediately stopped by Tang Wulin’s blow. Not only that, the green-gold spear had thrust out from between the vines and arrived at Zhang Geyang’s chest in a split second.

Zhang Geyang scowled and swung his right fist. Flares condensed and turned his fist into jade-like green that smashed onto the tip of the spear.

“Clang!” The sound was like the clash of metal. Tang Wulin’s body stopped while Zhang Geyang fell back violently as if he had been electrocuted. He had been instantly thrown back by dozens of meters.

He looked down at his hand and found that there was a small hole in his fist. A gray-white ring marked the area surrounding the wound. If he did not act promptly, he could possibly lose the hand.

How was that possible? How did he do that with his eight-ringed Soul Douluo cultivation base?

“Zhang Geyang, how dare you break the rules? Do you think that our Tang Sect is defenseless?” the Smiley Face Douluo shouted in rage from the platform. With a sway of his body, he arrived inside the competition arena.

“Stop.” There was a flash of another figure. En Ci descended from the sky and placed himself in front of the Smiley Face Douluo. At the same time, he faced Zhang Geyang with an unpleasant expression. “Pagoda Master Zhang, the empire will hold you accountable for your behavior after this. You’re representing the empire now and not the Spirit Pagoda.”

Because he had been blinded by anger, he had tried to attack Tang Wulin. Zhang Geyang had calmed down ever so slightly, so he immediately realized that this was not the right place to finish off Tang Wulin.

Looking at the youth whose green-gold radiance was fading gradually from his body nearby, Zheng Geyang felt a cold gush arise from the bottom of his heart. The youth’s abilities were far more powerful than he had imagined. He had not held back when he had charged at him just then, yet this opponent had not only blocked the attack but had also done some damage to him. Was he just a Soul Douluo? Who would believe that?

This piece of information was too important, so he would discuss this further after he returned. He must inform his superior of the regarding the Tang Sect’s Sect Master. Since when did the Federation produce such a young powerhouse? There was no detailed information about him at Spirit Pagoda’s headquarters. The Tang Sect had a newly appointed Sect Master that was so young. Who could control him if he was given another one or two decades?

Zhang Geyang offered no explanations. Instead, he turned around and left while waving his hand at the Thunderclap Nether Vine. Even though he did not understand the reason behind the sudden mutiny of his spirit soul, but he assumed that it was related to Tang Wulin’s beast spirit soul. He would return and feel the emotional changes in the Thunderclap Nether Vine carefully in order to find some clues.

However, he saw something that left him astonished. The Thunderclap Nether Vine did not react at all to his summons.

Soon after, the bamboo-like vine stiffened upright and a deep booming noise was heard. The Thunderclap Nether Vine and Zhang Geyang shook violently at the same time.

Zhang Geyang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood while large patches of cracks appeared on the Thunderclap Nether Vine’s body. However, it proceeded without the slightest hesitation.

The Damask Tulip waved its hand and the green-gold radiance on its body grew brighter. Light shimmered on the Thunderclap Nether Vine as it shrank rapidly before it fused with the Damask Tulip’s body and vanished.

“How dare you?!” Zhang Geyang was deranged as he turned around and pounced toward Tang Wulin once again.

The Thunderclap Nether Vine’s actions earlier were to take the initiative to remove the contract between them!

It was impossible for an ordinary spirit soul to do this. Once the agreement with the soul master was signed, everything was permanent. This was because a spirit soul depended on the soul master to survive. The act of removing the agreement by force would not only hurt the spirit soul’s origin power, but there was also no way the spirit soul could survive on its own.

However, the Thunderclap Nether Vine was slightly different in this case because its energy was exceedingly wild. Thus, the contract was not as strict when it was made. In Zhang Geyang’s eyes, the Thunderclap Nether Vine would never survive after leaving him, so he was not that worried about the deal.

It had been this way for the past few decades.

Yet, he had never expected that the Thunderclap Nether Vine would abandon him and chose to call off the agreement without the slightest hesitation under such circumstances.

For Zhang Geyang, it was not as simple as losing one spirit soul. It turned out that when he lost the soul skills bestowed by the Thunderclap Nether Vine, his power would reduce by at least fifty percent! There was a total of three soul skills that belonged to the Thunderclap Nether Vine, so this would result in a severe decrease in his overall ability. This was not a case where he could fuse with a new spirit soul when he lost an old spirit soul. The loss of a spirit soul was permanent while the later spirit souls and soul skills had already solidified, so there was no way he could exchange them.

En Ci frowned. He waved his hand and pushed Zhang Geyang away. “That’s enough. Do you really want me to strike you?”

“President, did you not see him seizing my spirit soul?” Zhang Geyang did not care about the location anymore. Losing the Thunderclap Nether Vine would shake his foundations. It would also mean that he could never become a Limit Douluo. Only by becoming a Limit Douluo did he have a chance of leaving the human realm behind. Tang Wulin had taken away his hopes of becoming an immortal.

“I said enough!” En Ci seemed to be really infuriated. The aura of his body swelled abruptly. The force that he exerted made Zhang Geyang, injured after one spirit soul was destroyed and another went rogue, unable to move forward by even half a step.

On the other hand, he caught the precise moment when Tang Wulin deliberately grinned at his misfortune. As rage and fury gathered, his vision darkened and he could not stop himself from spitting out another mouthful of fresh blood.

Tang Wulin spoke softly, “A fine bird chooses a tree to nestle in. This isn’t something that I can seize from you and the spirit soul did this of its own free will. If I’m not mistaken, the Spirit Pagoda is supposed to establish fair, just and equal rights in the agreement between a soul master and a soul beast. Since both parties are equals, when the spirit soul refuses to be with you anymore, who are you to force it?”

“You’re playing a trick!” said Zhang Geyang in exasperation.

“That’s also because my trick is working. Make it go back if you can,” said Tang Wulin calmly, with a smile on his face.

“You…” Zhang Geyang could not continue anymore. He was the deputy Spirit Pagoda Master after all and the man in charge of the Star Luo Empire’s Spirit Pagoda. He was trying his best to calm himself despite being blinded by anger. He looked at Tang Wulin with a malicious gaze. “Very well, Tang Sect Master. Thank you for your guidance.”

He refused to stay even for one more moment after speaking, so he turned around and left.

En Ci’s lips twitched once as he watched Zhang Geyang’s departing silhouette. He spoke to himself in his heart, ‘Geyang, oh Geyang. You’re feeling sorry, but could it be that I don’t feel the same? You’re completely useless!”

The Monster Academy president’s heart bled with regret as he thought about the bet between him and Hu Jie.

When he saw Zhang Geyang gain the upper hand and was about to achieve victory, he was feeling exuberant! He had found a medicinal formula passed down from ancient times that could prolong his life, and he was in great need of a type of heaven-and-earth treasure to complete it. As someone whose days were numbered, this was his top priority. However, the type of heaven-and-earth treasure used in this formula was incredibly rare and precious. After inquiring and discussing with many people, he learned that the only place it could possibly be found was in the wondrous land owned by the Tang Sect. Thus, he wagered his Light Holy Dragon’s Dragon Crystal to get the Tang Sect to place the bet.

Of course, he had hoped that he could place this bet during the battle armor master match as he would be competing personally, but this was truly unfair for the Tang Sect. They would never consent to that wager, so he proposed they gamble on this match.