As he was kicked back into the encirclement, Tang Wulin discovered that his soul power was being consumed rapidly. In no time at all, ten levels of soul power had been used up.
Papapa! One by one, the upper grade students broke free of the Bluesilver Grass.
Tang Wulin had bound so many people simultaneously, but they were able to break free of the Bluesilver Grass with their greater level of soul power. After breaking, the side-effect of his variant Bluesilver Grass revealed itself; his soul power was quickly depleting.
“Brat, you dared crash into me!” The upper grade student shouted as he swung his fist towards Tang Wulin’s face.
“Stop!” Mu Xi sharply shouted.
The male student resentfully stayed his hand, but he still shoved Tang Wulin onto the ground.
Tang Wulin finally noticed that Mu Xi was the one who had previously released that blazing light. Shockingly, two yellow hundred year soul rings rose up from her feet. Atop her head was a golden ball of light that blazed like the sun. On her left shoulder was a small, round flame, pulsing with energy. It seemed that this flame was her spirit soul. It’s blaze was momentarily restrained, but the surrounding temperature had still risen by a few degrees.
What kind of martial soul was this? It had an aura of power around it.
The other upper grade students hurried to get out of the way as Mu Xi walked towards Tang Wulin. Although her martial soul’s heat had been restrained, it was still as imposing and valiant as before.
Two rings. That meant she was already a Soul Grandmaster.
“I am Mu Xi of fifth grade’s class one. I want to compete with you in forging. If you have any desire to continue studying in this academy, then you can’t decline,” Mu Xi coldly stated.
Ever since she was a child, Mu Xi had been an exceptionally competitive girl.
Tang Wulin glared at her. He hated people who threatened him the most and soon, his stubborn side took over.
Right as he was about to speak, an ice-cold voice intervened.
“If you guys want to live, then stop spewing so much bullshit and screw off with your henchmen!”
Mu Xi’s expression soured as her slender and tender body grew taut. Her eyes, however, revealed a trace of surprise. Others wouldn’t know what was going on, but she was able to clearly feel a cold sensation on her neck. She felt that if she moved even an inch, her throat would be slit.
She didn’t dare move, not even to release her martial soul.
“Make all of those guys leave!” An eerie voice came from her side, accompanied by a face. Wasn’t this Xie Xie?
Xie Xie wasn’t much shorter than Mu Xi, so he was able to wrap one arm around Mu Xi’s shoulder, while his other hand pointed his Light Dragon Dagger at her waist.
“You scoundrel. What do you think you’re doing?” That previous upper grade male student spoke out.
Xie Xie coldly answered, “My patience is limited. If you believe that I don’t dare to act in the academy, then you can try my hand.” As he said this, Xie Xie exerted pressure through his Light Dragon Dagger, causing Mu Xi to cry out in pain.
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Golden Dragon Tang Wulin 1
ФэнтезиThe Age of Gods has long since ended, their voices no longer heard on the continent of Douluo. Humanity, standing on the shoulders of legends from its history, advanced soul technology to inconceivable heights. The humans of Douluo invented weapons...