Wu Siduo had thought her soul power recovered enough to defeat Gu Yue, but evidently, that was not the case.
In a flash of white light, Wu Siduo switched martial souls.
White hair sprang up into existence and covered her body in a blanket of fur, a golden aura swallowing up her form. Her muscles expanded, the sinewed shape of her limbs impressive to eye. Instead of breaking out into a dash, she used her body’s newfound strength to gradually pull free from the tornado.
However, she soon found herself obstructed by earth walls. The walls hardly put up a fight, crumbling to fine dust with a single punch. But in the time it took her to shatter one, the tornado would have snuck up to obscure her vision. She couldn’t maintain a straight path as she tried to escape. Fleeing from these obstacles’ clutches was just out of her reach.
Wu Siduo’s expression turned sour. Although she was an agility-type soul master first and foremost, she favored direct confrontations. Winning her battles through brute force brought her all sorts of satisfaction. It pained her to endure such a muddled battlefield where she couldn’t even locate her opponent.
She was confident that if she could use Hell White Tiger, she could break free. Out of caution for that skill, Gu Yue must have maintained a large distance between them. That said, Wu Siduo held complete faith in her fusion soul skill—just a few seconds of it and she’d instantly get the upper hand.
But as the seconds ticked by, the wind grew more turbulent, thrashing and tearing through the surroundings. The storm swelled in its excitement. All the while, Gu Yue funneled external elemental energy into the storm using Elemental Tide, building upon its power.
A silver flash, and Gu Yue appeared at Tang Wulin’s side, face dusted with pallor.
“Let’s run! I can’t control it any longer.” There was a limit to how much elemental energy she could manage with Elemental Tide, and if left unchecked, it would rampage and explode.
Since her opponent was Wu Siduo, she didn’t dare hold back. Now, the result was an unstable elemental storm on the verge of erupting.
There was no need to consider Wu Siduo anymore. Gu Yue’s Elemental Tide condensed the elemental energy to a level far beyond both her control and soul rings. Wu Siduo’s tragic fate was sealed.
The four teammates turned tail and bolted. Though pale, Gu Yue managed a satisfied smile. She had succeeded. The battle may not have gone as she had initially intended and Wu Siduo may not have been at her peak, but she still won. In a one-on-one battle, she stood the victor.
Through their escape, the world bent and distorted. A beam of light shined down on them, warping and rippling as the wave-light particles hit skin. A moment later, they found themselves in darkness and utterly stupefied.
After a while, they recovered their grip on reality. The doors to their cabins slid open and the four stepped out into the initial wide room.
The emergence of Tang Wulin’s team had brought out a wave of silence.
Nearly a hundred pairs of eyes surveyed the new arrivers. Several of those gazes dripped with complex emotions, unreadable.
One of them belonged to the stoic Yang Nianxia. His brows were knitted as he studied Tang Wulin. After being eliminated, he watched the rest of the competition through the viewing screens. All sorts of emotions warred within his heart, melding together into a puzzling mess. All he could manage at present was a bitter smile.
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Golden Dragon Tang Wulin 2
FantasyThe 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...