"Junior Brother Yuwen, your fireball is truly powerful. It surpassed my Heaven and Earth Collapse Fist and even forced out my Rhinoceros Armor. But I have one last move. How about you take it on?" Long Aotian chuckled, then raised his right leg. On this right leg, he had another spirit bone, which was granted by the sect and allowed to be absorbed early by Poison Douluo a 100,000-year spirit bone.
"Lightning Flash Crush!"
It seemed Long Aotian's 100,000-year spirit bone must have come from a Lightning-attribute 100,000-year spirit beast.
As expected of a 100,000-year-level treasure, as soon as Long Aotian condensed the lightning, its power had already surpassed Yuwen Tuo's Fire Meteor Stream.
As Long Aotian stomped the ground, lightning transformed into a lightning dragon, easily shattering Yuwen Tuo's fireball, then charged fiercely towards him.
Yuwen Tuo smiled faintly, formed a hand-knife with his left hand, leaped high into the air, and then powerfully chopped down.
This was also a skill from a 100,000-year spirit bone, Flame Emperor Blade, its power far exceeding Flame Execution Blade.
The two 100,000-year spirit bone skills clashed in the center of the arena. Blade energy against fist force, flames against lightning, for a time, they were locked in a stalemate, difficult to tell who would win.
The powerful fluctuations spreading out made countless people cover their eyes and ears.
They couldn't believe this was a Spirit King fighting a Spirit Emperor. Were they sure these two weren't Spirit Saints with their Martial Soul Avatars activated? Or even Spirit Douluo?
Jin Peng now felt it was truly close enough. He flashed into the center of the arena, his torso emanating golden light. He gripped one side with one hand, then simultaneously exerted force.
Yuwen Tuo's flames and Long Aotian's lightning both dissipated.
These two 100,000-year spirit bone skills were indeed extraordinarily powerful, but they were not enough to leave him, a Super Douluo, helpless.
However, upon closer inspection, one could see that his left hand was completely black, and his right arm muscles were paralyzed. Clearly, taking these two blows head-on caused him some discomfort.
But this also filled him with immense joy. These two children could actually unleash ultimate moves powerful enough to affect him, a Super Douluo. What kind of geniuses were they?
"Alright, this soul battle ends here. It's a draw!" Jin Peng announced.
Hearing this, Yuwen Tuo and Long Aotian simultaneously withdrew their hands. It was merely a sparring match; there was no need to fight to the death.
Long Aotian walked forward, laughing as he clapped Yuwen Tuo's shoulder, "Hahahaha, amazing, brother! This is the first time I've had such a satisfying fight with someone my age."
In the past, he could never find an opponent his age, unless they were much older than him.
Now with Yuwen Tuo, he finally wouldn't be bored anymore.
"Come on, Senior Brother is treating you to milk," Long Aotian said, hooking Yuwen Tuo's shoulder.
Yuwen Tuo was startled, "Milk?"
This burly man, big and crude, shouldn't he be talking about drinking three hundred cups and not returning until drunk?
What does milk mean? It doesn't fit his persona. This is too much of a contrast!
Is it that Long Aotian's "dragon" is still a little "milk dragon"? Are all these muscles built from supplementing protein this way?
"You don't want to drink alcohol, do you? Senior Brother tells you, we are still at a developing age. Drinking alcohol harms the body. As owners of core Martial Souls, we should drink the most nutritious water and eat the most nutritious food to maintain a healthy and strong body." Long Aotian might appear rough, but he was actually the most obedient child who listened to his elders.
He absolutely wouldn't touch anything his elders forbade him from.
"Alright, milk it is. Xiao Xiao, follow me and Senior Brother." Yuwen Tuo naturally didn't forget his little girlfriend. Whenever they were together, he would take her wherever he went.
"Coming, Tuo Tuo!" Xiao Xiao quickly trotted to catch up.
Long Aotian walked off the stage with Yuwen Tuo, his arm hooked around Yuwen Tuo's neck, and asked softly, "Hey, brother, how much strength did you use just now? I truly went all out and used 100% of my strength."
"I used at least eighty percent," Yuwen Tuo said.
"You're lying. I think you used at most fifty percent." Long Aotian, having entered the Unity of Heaven and Man realm, was still very perceptive. He knew that Yuwen Tuo had used at most fifty percent of his strength.
Today's battle, seemingly a draw, was merely Yuwen Tuo preserving his face as Young Sect Master.
In reality, his strength already far surpassed his own.
Long Aotian was not someone who envied talent. Instead, he felt even more joyful to have such a powerful comrade to compete with in the future.
Looking at the two, arm in arm, leaving, the disciples of the Body Sect were filled with respect and admiration.
They never expected two such powerful prodigies to emerge from the younger generation.
Divine Brain Douluo Yunyi chuckled, "In a few years, when Aotian and Tuo'er join forces, who on the entire continent's Spirit Master Soul Battle Tournament will be able to contend with them? Our Body Sect is destined to shake the continent. We should immediately arrange for them to enroll in the Imperial Academy."
Although Yuwen Tuo and Long Aotian wouldn't study at the academy—the academy's targeted education was inferior to the sect's.
However, they still needed their academic status. After all, participating in the Spirit Master Tournament still required it to be under the academy's name.
She eagerly anticipated the moment when the Body Sect's twin stars would shake the entire continent.
However, her current actions were actually somewhat redundant, because the next Spirit Master Tournament would allow sect disciples to represent their sects. Even without enrolling, it wouldn't affect their participation.
It's just that this rule would only be announced a year before the start of the tournament. No matter how smart Yunyi was, she couldn't predict the future.
While the Body Sect was in joyful harmony, Shrek Academy was filled with lamentation.
The entire academy, from the outer court to the inner court, was draped in white mourning cloth, clearly holding a funeral.
And the ones being mourned were naturally Mu En and Xuanzi.
Ma Xiaotao looked at the black and white portraits of the two, her fists clenched. Towards Yuwen Tuo, she felt love, hate, unwillingness, and regret, filled with complex emotions.
Loving his years of companionship, hating his heartlessness, unwilling to accept his departure, regretting not having completely broken his leg back then.
"Yuwen Tuo, I will definitely capture you and make you kowtow in front of Elder Mu and Elder Xuan, and then I will kill you with a single strike." If Ma Xiaotao's thought was merely to capture Yuwen Tuo, then the other members of Shrek Academy were filled with murderous intent.
Among them, the strongest killing intent came from Yan Shaozhe and Huo Yuhao.
Yan Shaozhe was personally cultivated by Mu En. As for Huo Yuhao, he had lost his family a long time ago and had only recently taken Mu En as his master. He had finally gained new elders, but unexpectedly, after only a few days, Yuwen Tuo had lured them to the Body Sect and cruelly murdered them.
This blood feud was no less than the grudge of the Duke of White Tiger's wife for killing his mother.
"Teacher, rest assured, I will definitely kill Yuwen Tuo and avenge you!" The two knelt before Mu En's portrait and declared.
Just as the funeral was halfway through, suddenly, a considerably strong aura came from the sky.
Although not as strong as Super Douluo like Yan Shaozhe, it had at least reached the Titled Douluo level.
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