The Bone Dragon's sharp claws tore through Arthur's battle armor, and the dark green venom stained the silver-white armor, instantly corroding tiny holes into it.
Arthur countered with a sword strike, severing the tip of the Bone Dragon's claw. The sword energy, infused with Sword Intent, surged into the bone, exploding into a burst of fire on the dragon's skeleton.
The three of them fought from the ground up into the sky.
They fought from one end of Bright Capital to the other.
Collision sounds erupted everywhere above the city.
The clashing of sword and bone, the explosions of Soul Power, and the roars of the lost Souls intertwined, echoing throughout the entire Bright Capital.
The powerhouses of Bright Capital had arrived long ago, but they did not intervene. They merely watched from the sidelines, occasionally neutralizing the aftershocks of the trio's collisions to protect the city.
Ordinary Titled Douluos stopped in their tracks, watching the three figures in the mid-air battle with dazed expressions.
A Spirit King wearing one-word battle armor was actually holding his own against two Evil Douluos?!
Damn it, how could I be having such a dream?
The Super Douluos, however, were staring intently at Arthur's figure.
"Is that... Arthur?"
Someone murmured, unable to believe even their own eyes.
"If I remember correctly, he's at most thirteen years old right now."
"He's fucking thirteen?"
The speaker was a burly Titled Douluo from the City Defense Army. He instinctively rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe the sight before him.
"I know of him. As a Spirit Elder, he defeated a One-Word Battle Armor Master equivalent to a Spirit Saint. So a Spirit King fighting a Titled Douluo is also reasonable... right?"
"Reasonable my ass! Can you even calculate it like that?!"
The burly Titled Douluo cursed on the spot, his voice booming so loudly it made the eardrums of those around him vibrate. "The twenty-level difference between a Spirit Saint and a Titled Douluo, and the twenty-level difference between a Spirit Elder and a Soul King—how can those be the same?! This kid is a monster! He's absolutely a monster!"
Beside him, an old man in a brocade robe stroked his beard with a grave expression. "Even 'monster' isn't enough to describe him. Look at his combat rhythm. Only after each strike is delivered do I realize it was the optimal choice. Who among us here could compare? Furthermore, his Spiritual Power can actually suppress an Evil Douluo; it's likely far beyond our imagination."
"I can feel that his current Soul Power intensity is at most between a Spirit Douluo and a Titled Douluo, yet he can go toe-to-toe with two Titled Douluos!"
"The Douluo Continent... is about to change..."
As soon as those words were spoken, everyone around fell silent, each with their own thoughts... The arena at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy had already been set up, and the spectator stands were packed with people, their discussions rising and falling like waves.
Gu Yue stood at the very front of the team, her tall figure accentuated by her light purple martial attire. Her cold gaze swept over the Sun Moon Academy students on the opposite side, who were standing ready.
Na'er stood right by her side, her silver-white hair tied in a high ponytail. Her spirited eyes held a bit less of their usual playfulness; she felt a sense of unease in her heart, as if something major was about to happen.
At the edge of the arena, Shen Yi was checking the sparring rules with the lead teacher from the Sun Moon Academy. The students from both sides had already taken their positions, waiting only for the referee's command for the team battle to begin.
At that moment, a deafening roar suddenly came from the distant horizon.
The sound was too terrifying, as if the very earth were trembling. The arena's protective barrier rippled, and the cries of alarm from the audience stands erupted instantly.
Gu Yue snapped her head up, her gaze locked onto the direction the sound had come from. The sky there was being dyed by a golden light, followed by a black-red beam of light streaking across... "That's..." Na'er could clearly feel that it was Arthur's aura. Sensing that there was nothing wrong with the Dragon Scale she had given Arthur, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Gu Yue's heart, however, sank, and she instinctively wanted to rush over.
"Arthur..." she murmured softly, a flicker of anxiety crossing her cold eyes as she stared intently at the direction where energy shocks continued to erupt. That was power at the level of a Titled Douluo.
She only calmed down after hearing Di Tian's report in her ear.
The commotion in the sky grew louder and louder. The lead teacher from the Sun Moon Academy's expression changed drastically, and after hurriedly saying a few words to Shen Yi, he quickly sent people to investigate.
Shen Yi also furrowed her brows. She looked up at the sky shrouded in light, her heart skipping a beat. That golden light could be identified as Arthur's at a single glance.
Wu Zhangkong's figure appeared. "Stay here and watch the students. I'll go take a look."
Then, he vanished.
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