LRAB Chapter 159 Dark Eagle vs. Thunder Dragon (Part 2)
Chapter 159 Dark Eagle vs. Thunder Dragon (Part 2)
"Enough, Lei Meng!"
With a furious shout, Wu Guangfu's voice, filled with extreme anger, exploded in the air like thunder.
His face was flushed, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were wide open as he stared intently at the enemy in front of him—Lei Meng.
Wu Guangfu swiftly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. Powerful soul energy surged from his body, sweeping across the surroundings like a raging torrent.
In an instant, the entire space became distorted by the fluctuation of this soul power, as if it would be torn apart at any moment.
"Ninth Soul Skill: Myriad Souls * Blood Eagle Dance!"
Accompanied by Wu Guangfu's roar, a chilling power suddenly erupted.
His body was instantly enveloped in a dense layer of black light, which was as tangible as a substance and constantly surging and rolling.
At the same time, crimson eagles roared out of the darkness, their enormous wings spreading wide, blotting out the sky, their sharp talons gleaming with a chilling light, sending shivers down one's spine.
Each of these blood eagles exuded a more oppressive aura than the previously unleashed soul skill, "Soaring Eagle."
These blood eagles circled and soared in the air, each exuding a terrifying aura. They intertwined and collided, forming a massive vortex of storm. Wu Guangfu, standing within it, appeared like a demon god descending to earth, majestic and arrogant.
"Old man, you're the first person to make me unleash this soul skill since I broke through to the Title Douluo level! It's an honor for you to lose to this attack!!"
Wu Guangfu laughed wildly, his laughter echoing between heaven and earth, deafeningly loud.
At this moment, he had already displayed all his strength without reservation, determined to defeat the formidable enemy before him in one fell swoop.
Just then, the originally dark night sky suddenly changed.
The bright moon had somehow turned crimson, like an eye from hell, coldly looking down at the crowd below.
The eerie red light spilled onto the ground, giving people a chilling feeling.
Seeing this, Mu Chen trembled violently, his face turning ashen. He stammered, his lips shaking as he spoke:
"This feeling is terrifying... Why, why do I feel a little cold...?"
Qian Yuhan, standing to the side, also frowned deeply and said in a deep voice:
"I had the same feeling... What kind of soul skill is this? How could it cause such a terrifying scene?"
For these individuals, this was the first time they had witnessed a Title Douluo unleash his ninth soul skill.
Previously in Yelin City, I only witnessed the Seventh Elder unleashing the "Fallen Soul Annihilation Array".
Seeing it with my own eyes today, I can attest that he truly deserves the title of Title Douluo. The power of his ninth soul skill is far greater than that of the eighth soul skill that Lei Meng released earlier.
"Teacher Lei is in danger, the thunderclouds are about to dissipate," Fang Ya said.
"Teacher Lei should have a solution, right..." Tang Chen also became worried at this moment.
“We have to trust Teacher Lei; he won’t fight a battle he’s not confident of winning,” Qian Yuhan said.
Qian Yuhan's words undoubtedly made the Dede team members eagerly anticipate Lei Meng's response...
"Restoration, bring it on! Let me see if your supposedly invincible ninth soul skill can break through the defenses built by my unbreakable eighth soul skill and right arm soul bone skill..."
Lei Meng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident yet slightly provocative smile.
As his deep shout rang out, a dazzling pink light suddenly shone from his right arm.
The light was as dazzling as the stars in the night sky, making it difficult to look directly at it.
Immediately afterwards, specks of light began to emanate from his right arm, slowly gathering in the air and gradually outlining a lifelike phantom of a crimson dragon.
The illusory crimson dragon seemed to possess a life of its own, hovering behind Lei Meng and exuding an aura of majesty and mystery.
Just then, the Crimson Dragon opened its enormous mouth and suddenly spewed out a raging torrent of dragon breath. The breath was a vivid red, as if it were formed from countless flames, and it surged forward with a terrifying, world-destroying power.
Not far in front of Lei Meng, the extremely hot dragon breath quickly condensed into a huge fireball, like a blazing sun hanging high in the sky, radiating endless light and heat.
The surrounding air seemed to be distorted by this powerful energy, and subtle fluctuations appeared in the space.
At the same time, Lei Meng's eighth red spirit ring reappeared beneath his feet, its power undiminished.
At this moment, Lei Meng still maintained the form of his Martial Soul True Body. The thunder dragon he transformed into was huge and majestic, with dazzling lightning flashing all around him.
Suddenly, the thunder dragon opened its sharp claws and, with extreme speed, forcefully grasped the mysterious and powerful "Annihilation Flame" in the void.
Immediately afterwards, the Thunder Dragon flapped its wings and soared into the sky, carrying the blazing "Flame of Annihilation".
Once it reached a certain height, it unhesitatingly hurled the flames in its hand towards the last remaining thunderstorm in the sky.
Unexpectedly, the seemingly incompatible "Flame of Annihilation" and the thunderclouds summoned by the torso's soul bones produced a miraculous reaction upon contact, merging together perfectly as if they were water and milk.
Everyone had expected a scene of water and fire repelling each other and colliding violently, but what they saw before them completely overturned their imagination.
This fusion is not a simple addition, but a magical transformation that complements and enhances each other.
"fall!"
With a roar from Lei Meng, the already imposing thunderclouds, enhanced and strengthened by the "Flame of Annihilation," began to gather wildly once more.
At the same time, Lei Meng himself did not stop for a moment. He mobilized the surging soul power in his body to make the final preparations for the eighth soul skill he was about to use.
At this moment, the Thunder Dragon in mid-air stared intently at the "Ninth Soul Skill" unleashed by Wu Guangfu high in the sky.
Nine enormous blood eagles circled and soared in the air, their sharp eyes fixed on the thunder dragon that Lei Meng had transformed into, as if they would unleash a devastating attack as soon as the time was right.
In this extremely tense atmosphere, a dark red storm gradually began to condense and take shape.
This storm contained boundless power and a sense of danger, and its immense scale shocked all the spectators present.
Those students who had just come to watch the game following the sound were even more astonished by the amazing scene and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
Battles between top-tier experts on the continent are rare, especially one unleashed by a Title Douluo-level expert with his "ninth soul skill"...
"That's so cool!!"
"Wow, what a cool dragon..."
"What is that blood-red thing? It's terrifying..."
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"Destroy!"
With Wu Guangfu's roar, his ninth soul skill finally completed its final charge.
The once ethereal, blood-red abyss slowly began to solidify in the air.
This blood-red abyss seemed to possess endless suction, stirring the surrounding air into whirlwinds.
Wu Guangfu waved his hands, giving the order to attack:
Go!
As if receiving a royal decree, the crimson abyss rushed rapidly toward Lei Meng in mid-air, accompanied by a sharp wind and a heart-palpitating pressure.
The audience watching below was on the edge of their seats, especially Qian Yuhan, whose fists were clenched so tightly that a fine layer of sweat had formed on her forehead. She was constantly praying for Teacher Lei.
"Go, Teacher Lei!!"
Mu Chen, standing to the side, was so excited that he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Teacher Lei!! Go for it!!"
The thunder dragon in mid-air showed no fear in the face of the approaching crimson abyss. It raised its head to the sky, opened its huge mouth, and let out a roar that resounded through the clouds.
The dragon's roar was like a thunderclap from the heavens, deafening and causing the entire arena to tremble.
Just then, a dazzling golden light suddenly shone on the Soul Battle Stage.
Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that a huge golden magic circle had quietly appeared out of nowhere.
The magic circle exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, and the phantom images of many soul beasts gradually appeared on it.
These phantom soul beasts came in various shapes, but without exception, they all knelt devoutly before the thunder dragon in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, the phantoms of those soul beasts transformed into countless dazzling points of light, streaking across the sky like shooting stars, all converging towards the thunder dragon that Lei Meng had transformed into.
Each point of light that merges into the Thunder Dragon's body makes its form even larger and its light even more dazzling.
Lei Meng felt the support from below and let out another long roar.
This roar was even more powerful than before, and the sound waves seemed to subtly distort space itself. Then, starting from Lei Meng himself, an incredibly thick pillar of light suddenly burst forth, shooting straight towards the oncoming crimson abyss.
However, in stark contrast to Lei Meng's overwhelming momentum, Wu Guangfu's expression suddenly changed. He was astonished to find that his martial spirit was involuntarily trembling slightly in the face of Lei Meng's surging aura of the Thunder Dragon Martial Spirit, as if he had encountered an extremely terrifying natural enemy, revealing a hint of fear.
The massive body of the Thunder Dragon was enveloped in a dazzling golden light, as if it were wearing a golden armor, making it look majestic and invincible.
On the massive pillar of light that shot straight into the sky, the phantom of the soul beast gradually became clear and reappeared at a slow but steady pace.
These phantom images of soul beasts quickly transformed into incredibly sturdy shields, tightly surrounding the Thunder Dragon like loyal guardians protecting their supreme emperor.
Each shield shimmered with an eerie light, reflecting off the golden glow on the Thunder Dragon's body, creating a breathtaking scene.
Just then, the fierce and unparalleled attack crashed down like Mount Tai crushing an egg, instantly raising dust and filling the air with smoke, enveloping the entire battlefield.
The once noisy environment instantly became silent, with only the faint sound of dust settling to the ground.
However, Wu Guangfu, who had just been shocked by the strong shock to his martial soul, suddenly underwent a dramatic change in expression.
He was slightly taken aback at first, and then he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha, Lei Meng, Lei Meng, you've finally fallen to me!! Hahahaha—"
Wu Guangfu laughed so hard he almost fell over, his heart filled with pride and joy.
However, when he heard a faint response, his laughter stopped abruptly, as if someone had grabbed him by the neck.
"Oh? Is that so..."
Wu Guangfu was startled by the sound, his smile freezing instantly. He stared wide-eyed at the still-lingering plume of smoke, his eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment.
"No... how is this possible? With my full-force attack, even if you didn't die, you would definitely be severely injured or crippled. How could this be..."
Wu Guangfu muttered to himself, his voice growing softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.
He couldn't believe what he was seeing; his old rival of many years had actually withstood such a fierce attack.
It should be noted that in order to defeat Lei Meng, he even went so far as to use his strongest trump card as a Title Douluo—his ninth soul skill.
Even so, the other party seemed to be unharmed.
Thinking of this, Wu Guangfu's face turned extremely gloomy, and an unnamed rage burned fiercely in his heart.
He clenched his teeth tightly, his hands unconsciously forming fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.
"Damn it! Lei Meng actually pushed me to this point, it's outrageous!"
Wu Guangfu cursed under his breath, his anger reaching its peak. For a powerful figure like him who held himself in such high regard, being forced to exert all his strength against a slightly weaker opponent was an immense humiliation.
"Nothing is impossible, Guangfu—" As the smoke cleared, Lei Meng was only clutching his chest with a little blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He was not seriously injured or killed on the spot as Wu Guangfu had imagined.
"How could this be! Your eighth soul skill, how, how could it possibly withstand that?!"
Seeing the incredulous look on Wu Guangfu's face, Lei Meng smiled and said:
"Indeed, my eighth soul skill alone is unlikely to withstand it. However, you underestimate my right arm soul bone skill!"
"The Flame of Annihilation?! What's the use of that? It just strengthened your thundercloud, causing it to regroup, and enhanced your lightning attribute power. It shouldn't have been that easy—"
Before Wu Guangfu could finish speaking, Lei Meng interrupted him with a laugh, saying, "The thunderclouds gathering behind me are not as simple as you think. They are not ordinary thunderclouds. The rain falling here also has the annihilating attribute of 'Annihilation Flame'."
"What?! You mean, you mean—"
Lei Meng nodded, signaling him to continue.
"So you mean this rain contains annihilation properties, and it disintegrated my attack?"
"You could say that, but it only weakened the power of your ninth soul skill by forty percent. In addition, the rain's enhancement of my lightning attribute increased the defensive power of my eighth soul skill. This increase and decrease barely managed to withstand it..."
Wu Guangfu was speechless for a moment, then sighed helplessly and said, "Oh, how embarrassing..."
"Hahaha, you've improved so much in just five years. It's not shameful at all. There's nothing shameful about it. We're just too envious to even think about it."
Wu Guangfu waved his hand and said, "You don't need to say such things to comfort me. We're both Title Douluos, and I'm no match for you. Sigh... What I said before stands. I'll go back and investigate the matter, and we'll fight again another day—"
As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished into thin air with a flash, accompanied by a wisp of black mist.
"This old guy, hehe, still so concerned about saving face."
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There's just too much to handle. I thought I could finish everything last week, but then new tasks came up this week. Ugh...
I might not be able to update every day anymore, but I'll definitely finish writing it gradually, after all, it's to fulfill a childhood dream...
Thank you all for your support...