Chapter 55: Smash Your Turtle Shell

Hearing footsteps behind him, Xu Sanshi instinctively looked up and saw an extremely beautiful woman whose looks even surpassed Jiang Nannan's, leaving him stunned in an instant.

Even Bei Bei, who considered himself deeply in love with Tang Ya, couldn't help but glance twice.

"Miss beauty, do you want to be friends with me?" Xu Sanshi quickly put on a modest gentleman's expression and flirtatiously tossed his hair.

"Disgusting." Seeing him like that, Wang Qiu'er felt disgusted and snapped without hesitation, "Don't you know the academy has rules against randomly harassing female classmates?"

Xu Sanshi seemed to also see that Wang Qiu'er was looking for trouble; his face darkened and he said in a fierce voice, "Since you're not here to be friends, don't meddle—get lost now."

"You!" Wang Qiu'er clenched her fists, and as the auspicious beast of the Star Dou Great Forest, when has anyone dared to speak to her like this?

Unable to tolerate it any longer, with no need to endure further, she immediately threw a punch carrying terrifying explosive force; before Xu Sanshi could react, with a "bang," he was punched straight into the wall.

After the smoke cleared, Xu Sanshi crawled out of the rubble, covered in dust and dirt.

"You're asking for death!" Now he was angry too—after all, he, Xu Sanshi, holds the title of one of the Outer Court Twin Stars!

Even among sixth-year students, hardly any dare to provoke him!

Now this woman actually dared to hit him—she really wasn't giving him any face!

However, he didn't summon his martial soul right away; instead he threw a punch as well, intending to clash head‑on with Wang Qiu'er.

Seeing this, Bosabei could only suppress a laugh—comparing strength with the Power Ancestor? He probably hasn't felt society's beating yet.

"Boom——!"

"Holy shit!"

Their fists collided, and Xu Sanshi felt as if he had punched an incredibly hard metal; instantly an unmatched power burst forth, blasting him into the wall once again.

Behind them, Jiang Nannan and Bei Bei stood frozen, mouths wide open.

Especially Bei Bei—he and Xu Sanshi are close brothers, so he knows Xu Sanshi's strength best!

"Damn, I have to use my martial soul!" Xu Sanshi angrily slammed the ground, then black mist rose from his right arm, and a deep‑green shield appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Wang Qiu'er couldn't help but laugh, "Turns out you're a green‑haired turtle!"

"You're asking for death!" Xu Sanshi flew into a rage—he hates being called a turtle more than anything in his life.

He then rushed forward again, and at the same time his first soul skill, Xuanming Shock, began to be released.

However, before he could get close,

All that could be seen was…

"Roar——!"

A soul‑shaking dragon roar erupted from within Wang Qiu'er, and a golden giant dragon appeared behind her.

The dragon was about ten meters tall, its pair of golden wings blotting out the sky, its whole body covered in thick golden scales.

Its vertical pupils were filled with a cruel, blood‑red light.

At the same time, three purple soul rings rose from beneath her feet.

"Power Ancestor, Golden Dragon! Hasn't it disappeared for over ten thousand years?" Compared to others, Bei Bei, who possesses a dragon‑type martial soul, understood more and recognized Wang Qiu'er's martial soul at a glance.

"Sanshi's done for now."

Bei Bei well knew how terrifying the Golden Dragon was—even a Soul Elder could easily thrash Xu Sanshi.

Next, Xu Sanshi saw a sight that could shatter his worldview.

His previously indestructible Xuanming Shield cracked with a few fissures from a single punch, leaving his thumb joint sore.

"Dragon Power!" As the first purple soul ring lit up, Wang Qiu'er's hands were quickly covered in a layer of golden scales; each punch added another crack to Xu Sanshi's Xuanming Shield.

"Oh no, I can't hold up! Black Tortoise Power! Xuanming Shield Formation!"

Having said that, Xu Sanshi quickly pulled back, the Xuanming Shield whirling around him and instantly transforming into several equally sized shields arrayed around him.

With Black Tortoise Power boosting him, his defense had reached the maximum he could withstand.

Wang Qiu'er, however, snorted and didn't continue attacking; instead she loosely gripped her right hand, a flash of dazzling golden light passed, and a golden long spear appeared in her hand.

About 3.6 meters long, it looked like wood but exuded vigorous life force, occasionally flashing with brilliant golden light.

Seeing this golden spear, four words instantly popped into Bosabei's mind.

"Golden Dragon Spear!"

Legend says the first‑generation Golden Dragon had forty‑nine ribs, while its descendants all have only forty‑eight.

And it is said that the forty‑ninth rib of the first‑generation Golden Dragon holds the secret to whether it can evolve into a Dragon God in the future.

Furthermore, it can absorb life force, turning it into nourishment for the Golden Dragon Spear and feeding a portion back to the wielder.

Once it has absorbed enough life force, it will trigger the Golden Dragon Soul within the Golden Dragon Spear to carry it away until it meets someone possessing a Golden Dragon martial soul or bloodline.

If it encounters a living Golden Dragon, it will transform into the forty‑ninth rib of that Golden Dragon, granting the possibility of advancing to Dragon God status.

Of course, Bosabei just took those last two lines as a joke.

Still, it doesn't affect the Golden Dragon Spear's power.

Only saw Wang Qiu'er leap up, hoist the Golden Dragon Spear high, and instantly hurl it straight at Xu Sanshi's Tortoise Shell Formation.

"Whoosh!"

The Golden Dragon Spear shot like a golden beam, so fast that space itself seemed to faintly tremble.

At this point Xu Sanshi finally grasped the seriousness of the situation; a deathly aura kept eroding his mind, as if telling him he would die!

"Stop!" At the critical moment, a loud shout full of vigor came from not far away; a middle‑aged man clad in heavy armor, only his face showing, descended from the sky with seven soul rings under his feet, then slammed his hands forward.

"Hum……"

A hexagonal pale‑blue light shield expanded from his hands, actually blocking the Golden Dragon Spear.

That shield seemed elastic, directly bouncing the Golden Dragon Spear back; Wang Qiu'er caught it on the rebound, looking somewhat dissatisfied at the middle‑aged man.

"I am Cheng Liang, Patrol Squad Captain of Shilaike City—why did you strike someone?"

"Patrol Squad Captain?" Bosabei blinked, then recalled that the original work had mentioned Shilaike City having guards, though only in passing.

Wang Qiu'er seemed somewhat unconvinced, her eyebrows furrowed, "Clearly it was that green‑haired turtle who first harassed the female student."

Hearing this, Cheng Liang's eyes flashed with a hint of contempt, and he said again: "That's also not your business; nobody else cares, why do you? These matters will be handled by the patrol team; judging by your appearance, you must be from Slake Academy, right? Tell me which class you're from."

Hearing this, Bosabei could no longer fail to understand; Cheng Liang was clearly leaning toward Xu Sanshi, and this guy was definitely no good.

(End of chapter)