Chapter 42

The blue butterfly wings were dazzling, the front edges shifting constantly from deep blue to vivid to pale blue in the sunlight, the whole wing surface like a blue sky inlaid with a string of brilliant halos, both shape and color beautiful to the extreme.

As soon as this martial soul appeared, the spectators who had been dozing perked up, and some more knowledgeable students immediately recognized Wang Dong's martial soul.

"Goddess of Light Butterfly? Isn't that the most beautiful butterfly martial soul on the continent! I've struck it rich—I never expected to bump into such a rare martial soul just to make up my study hours."

Saying this, he suddenly muttered softly to himself:

"Huh, wait, is this really the Goddess of Light Butterfly? I recall that the Goddess of Light Butterfly martial soul is only for girls."

Watching Wang Dong in the male uniform on the stage, that student fell into thought.

Tang Wulin naturally couldn't hear that student's voice, and he too was stunned by Wang Dong's martial soul.

In terms of splendor, this guy's martial soul is absolutely the most magnificent he has ever seen.

Wang Dong gave a hehe laugh.

"Wulin, are you ready? I won't hold back."

"If you hold back, it'll actually be harder for me."

After silently replying in his heart, Tang Wulin nodded.

"I said hurry up, stop dawdling."

"Fine, but don't beg for mercy later!"

Wang Dong flapped his wings hard and dove toward Tang Wulin.

His first soul ring lit up, the Butterfly Wing Blade flashing with a sharp light as it slashed at Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath; a golden blood essence soul ring appeared around him but did not light up.

A layer of thick golden scales appeared on his hand, and he threw a punch, hard against Wang Dong's first soul skill.

"Whoo——"

Wang Dong let out a muffled groan; the huge force transmitted through his wings sent him flying backward a considerable distance, wobbling in the air before barely regaining control.

A flash of shock crossed his face; he hadn't expected Tang Wulin's power to be so terrifying.

Tang Wulin did not pursue, instead lowering his head to look at his right hand, which bore a faint white mark.

Without using the Golden Dragon Claw or Golden Dragon Body, Wang Dong's first soul skill could barely break his dragon scale defense, which greatly exceeded his expectations.

He had been ready to take a few minor injuries, but it seems the full release of the second seal not only boosted his strength but also significantly improved his defense.

If he employed either the Golden Dragon Claw or the Golden Dragon Body, Wang Dong wouldn't even need his second soul skill to break through—he couldn't hope to penetrate the defense.

Defense tested, now let's test speed.

Tang Wulin clenched his right fist, stomped his left foot hard, and shot forward like a golden cannonball toward Wang Dong in the air.

Wang Dong was startled by his speed, quickly sidestepped and narrowly dodged Tang Wulin's rush.

Having finally escaped being knocked out in one blow, Wang Dong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"What the heck is this guy……"

Tang Wulin's speed—never mind Wang Dong, an assault-type—even an agility-type Soul Master of the same rank as Wang Dong might not match him.

This speed comes from overwhelming brute force; perhaps not as agile as an assault-type, but the value is more than enough.

However, the facts show Wang Dong celebrated too early.

"Huh?"

Feeling a pull at his waist, Wang Dong blinked in surprise and instinctively looked down.

At some point, a strand of Blue Silver Grass had wrapped around his waist; his face instantly changed.

Tang Wulin, that guy, actually took the chance while rushing past him to secretly wrap Blue Silver Grass around him! "You——"

Before Wang Dong could curse, a huge force came from the other end of the Blue Silver Grass, pulling him helplessly toward the ground.

At the critical moment, Wang Dong also held nothing back, gritting his teeth as his purple soul ring burst with blinding light.

Even if he had to lose, he wanted to take Tang Wulin down with him! Tang Wulin's eyes instantly turned serious.

Previously, Dai Huabin's ability to suppress Tang Wulin was largely due to his thousand-year third soul skill, White Tiger Diamond Transformation.

Before using White Tiger Diamond Transformation, Tang Wulin had a slight edge in speed but Dai Huabin was definitely stronger in power; after using it, Dai Huabin surpassed Tang Wulin in both strength and speed, and previously, without Huo Yutong's Mental Detection Sharing assisting, he could barely keep up with Dai Huabin's movements.

Even though Tang Wulin has grown considerably since then, he still can't be sure whether he can handle Wang Dong's attacks.

This is also the greatest test of his current strength.

Thick golden dragon scales began to appear all over Tang Wulin's body, and he finally unleashed the Golden Dragon Body.

A massive sense of power surged from his whole body, and Tang Wulin's heart suddenly filled with strong confidence.

No problem, I can win.

"Boom——"

Blazing light poured down onto the stage, completely enveloping Tang Wulin's figure.

The referee beside him stared fixedly at the faint silhouette within the light, ready to rescue immediately if anything went wrong.

Under the might of the Butterfly Goddess' Light, the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Wang Dong burned away, allowing him to regain control of his posture at the last moment before landing.

He panted heavily, nervously awaiting the outcome.

Just now, due to the fright, he failed to control his output and ended up expending nearly half of his soul power.

Honestly, if he can't even take down Tang Wulin with this, he really has no other recourse.

The light faded, and Tang Wulin's figure appeared before everyone.

His uniform, now somewhat ragged from the Butterfly Goddess' Light, remained intact because a layer of shining golden scales covered his exposed skin.

His expression looked a bit weary, but that was all; he actually had not a single injury on his body.

Seeing this, Wang Dong finally couldn't take it anymore.

"I give up, I give up—I admit defeat, what's wrong with you, guy? You only have one ring, how can you be this strong!"

His strength could flick away Wang Dong's first soul skill without using a soul skill; his speed left Wang Dong barely able to react; his defense could hard-block the Butterfly Wing Blade without soul skills, barely breaking through, and with soul skills could take the Butterfly Goddess' Light unscathed, completely overwhelming Wang Dong in every aspect.

Wang Dong simply suspected that what was before his eyes was not human, but a humanoid soul beast.

Tang Wulin wore an innocent expression.

"How are you still angry? You have to compensate me for my clothes!"

His uniform is torn to shreds, obviously unwearable; he can't just go back to Sea God Pavilion like this, so he must first buy a new uniform before returning.

As for who will pay? Anyway, it definitely won't be Tang Wulin; as long as he can freeload, he will never pay, not in this lifetime.

Wang Dong instantly felt his vision go dark.

When he went out to play earlier, he already noticed this guy was extremely stingy; now it seems like reaching into a coffin for money—dead set on getting money.

(End of chapter)