allendalepharm Chapter 195 Golden Crow Saintess Wu Ming, the True Fire of the Sun
Chapter 195 Golden Crow Saintess Wu Ming, the True Fire of the Sun
Chapter 195 Golden Crow Saintess Wu Ming, the True Fire of the Sun (Part 2)
With a sharp shout from Wu Ming, she lunged forward, her right hand pointing to the sky, and her fourth spirit ring suddenly lit up. A ball of light, no bigger than a longan but gleaming with the luster of a ruby, shot into the sky.
The ball of light was initially very small, but it rapidly expanded as it rose against the wind. When it reached a height of thirty meters, it had grown to the size of a washbasin, and then, like a meteor falling to the ground, it crashed down with a blazing tail of flames in front of Kong Tianxu.
Is this the Golden Crow True Fire? Why does it resonate with my Solar True Fire?
Faced with the oncoming scorching waves of fire, a hint of slight interest finally flashed in Kong Tianxu's eyes.
He didn't take the hit head-on, nor did he use the Xuan Tian Tide to suppress it. His figure swayed slightly, like a weightless phantom, and slid several feet to the side in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, an extremely thin silver whip extended from his fingertips. As if afraid of destroying the ball of light in one go, he shook his fingers, and the brightness on the silver whip faded a little before he lashed it out!
But then, a strange thing happened.
The fierce crimson fireball, which was about to pass by Kong Tianxu, suddenly stopped in mid-air, then changed direction, dodged the oncoming silver whip, and moved three feet to the side before pouncing on him again at the last possible moment.
Secondary control—this refers to secondary control over a soul skill. As a Soul Emperor, Wu Ming's mental strength is by no means inferior to that of an ordinary Soul Saint.
This control of her soul skill was truly exquisite. If Wu Ming were merely as impulsive and aggressive as she appeared, only capable of brute force, how could she be feared by everyone in the inner courtyard? She possesses genuine skill.
Upon seeing Wu Ming's brilliant move, the Shrek Academy members cheered again. Even from a distance, the scorching heat of the Golden Crow True Fire was palpable, greatly boosting their confidence.
A slight smile appeared on Wu Ming's lips. Her fourth soul skill was called Golden Crow True Fire Ring. Once it touched Kong Tianxu, it would generate a powerful impact and burning ability. Even if it couldn't hurt him, it could at least force Kong Tianxu to use his soul skill to fight her head-on.
As the dignified Golden Crow Saintess, how could she possibly lose to this pretty-boy-looking foreign student without any explanation? At the very least, she should force him to unleash his soul skill!
However, she miscalculated again. Faced with the sudden onslaught of the Golden Crow True Fire Ring, Kong Tianxu's silver whip seemed to possess a spirit, quickly adjusting its direction and plunging fiercely into Wu Ming's Golden Crow True Fire Ring. Then, he spun around and guided it—
"Boom!"
The golden-red ring of fire grazed Kong Tianxu's clothes before slamming into referee Gong Changlong, creating violent ripples of soul power. The scorching heat spread outwards, and even the stone slabs on the fighting arena showed signs of melting.
Kong Tianxu raised his silver whip again, this time with a golden-red sheen, just like Wu Ming's Golden Crow True Fire. He also looked thoughtful.
Wu Ming's expression hardened when her attack missed. She now vaguely understood why Chu Qingtian and Bei Bei had lost so strangely.
With a raise of her right hand, her second spirit ring instantly shone brightly, and a cluster of golden-red flames danced in her palm. In the next instant, intense golden-red light ignited around her body, illuminating the entire Soul Arena in a golden-red hue.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Ming clasped her hands together in front of her. When her technique failed to work, she immediately changed her tactics.
A golden-red pillar of fire instantly shot out from her hands, with a cross-sectional diameter of one meter, and hurtled straight toward Kong Tianxu.
Second Soul Skill, Golden Crow True Fire Ignites: First Soul Skill, Golden Crow True Fire Breaks.
Don't underestimate Wu Ming's first soul skill; it has the amplification of a second soul skill, and the two soul skills complement each other.
Wherever the blazing golden-red pillar of fire passed, the air seemed to be ignited, rippling with twisted, water-like waves. Coupled with the reappearance of the Golden Crow True Fire Ring, she was simply fighting head-on.
Faced with this ferocious attack, Kong Tianxu unleashed his movement technique, his figure flickering and flashing in the golden sea of fire. Sometimes he would scatter the fire snakes with his palm wind, and sometimes he would guide the flow of flames with his silver whip.
The actions may seem dangerous, but they always manage to avoid the most fatal attacks by the slightest margin.
His gaze was fixed on the Golden Crow True Fire on Wu Ming's body, silver light flowing deep in his purple eyes, as if he were sensing the unique rhythm contained in the flames.
The power of the sun is supremely strong and unyielding, and this Golden Crow True Fire, in addition to its similar violent and domineering nature, possesses an added ferocity and penetrating power. Kong Tianxu silently comprehended this, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.
Wu Ming grew increasingly anxious as she fought, shouting repeatedly and unleashing a barrage of powerful soul techniques as if they were free, but it was like punching cotton, barely managing to touch Kong Tianxu's clothes.
"Damn it! Are you even a man? All you do is dodge! If you've got the guts, take my Golden Crow True Fire head-on!"
Wu Ming used all her skills, but her opponent hadn't even fully unleashed his martial spirit, which made her feel extremely humiliated. Her pretty face turned red with anger, and her attacks became even more ferocious. She couldn't help but swear.
Having grasped the basics, it's time to add fuel to the fire.
Kong Tianxu once again effortlessly dodged a condensed pillar of fire, finally speaking: "Whether I'm a man or not, you're welcome to try and see. As for your Golden Crow True Fire..."
"With such a low temperature, you think you can roast a chicken? At best, you can only warm it up."
"You—! You're asking for death!" Wu Ming had never been mocked and ridiculed so openly, especially in the area she was most proud of: her martial spirit and combat prowess. A surge of anger rushed to the top of her head, and her rage and frustration reached their peak in an instant.
Her aura suddenly froze, then erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time.
Golden light shot into the sky, and a powerful golden crow phantom vaguely appeared behind her, roaring to the heavens. A violent surge of soul power swept outwards. Under such stimulation, she actually broke through the bottleneck in her soul power and stepped into the threshold of level seventy.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Golden Crow Sun!"
Without hesitation, Wu Ming unleashed his strongest soul skill. He poured all his newly gained, surging soul power, along with his burning rage, into this powerful sixth soul skill.
A terrifying golden fireball, over five meters in diameter and resembling a miniature sun, condensed in front of her and was then propelled out by her with all her might.
At the same time, she pressed down with both hands, and the Golden Crow True Fire that had been swirling around the Soul Fighting Zone boiled and exploded!
The third soul skill, Golden Crow's True Fiery Strike.
"Wu Ming, stop!" Gong Changlong, who was in charge, changed his expression. Two yellow, two purple, and five black soul rings instantly appeared on his body, and his soul skills were ready to be unleashed, ready to intercept the aftershocks of the battle at any time.
The power of this attack had already exceeded the scope of a Soul Emperor, approaching the full strength of a Soul Saint, and it was clearly out of control.
The sun was falling, and the land was engulfed in flames. He wasn't a Soul Saint and couldn't float in the air, so where could he hide?
Exclamations erupted from the stands. Jin Yehuan frowned and remained silent, while Zhang Lexuan watched Kong Tianxu's actions with great interest. She was very curious as to why this rascal had deliberately provoked Ming'er to the point of getting angry.
However, faced with this golden, fiery meteor that seemed capable of devouring everything, Kong Tianxu did not continue his miraculous evasion.
He stood still, still holding his left hand, the silver whip in his left hand.
Or to be more precise, it is a fire whip, very similar to the Golden Crow True Fire, but even more masculine and intense.
No spirit rings flashed. Kong Tianxu simply handed out the fire whip, spread his five fingers, and made a loose grasp on the incoming fiery meteor.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The incredibly violent connection between the celestial yang and the terrestrial fire seemed to have crashed into an invisible and absolutely tranquil realm, its relentless forward momentum coming to an abrupt halt.
It wasn't resisted, it wasn't neutralized, but rather it was controlled.
The golden flames continued to burn fiercely, and the terrifying heat caused the space around Kong Tianxu to distort slightly, but the insects were like flying insects frozen in amber, suspended in mid-air, unable to move forward an inch.
Inside the flames, Wu Ming's blurry figure became clearly visible. Her face was still flushed from the explosion, but her eyes were filled with disbelief and horror.
She can't move.
Kong Tianxu slowly closed his palms.
The fire whip swelled in the wind, darting among the golden crow fires that covered the ground, gradually taking on the shape of a dragon. The fire dragon seemed to be feeding on the golden crow fires, opening its mouth to inhale, its body growing larger and larger, its flames as red as blood, lifelike.
In the blink of an eye, only a huge fire dragon remained, circling the Golden Crow Sun, while the massive and violent Golden Crow Sun began to compress inward.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a blazing white ball of light the size of an infant within the dragon's mouth, radiating a heart-palpitating aura.
Inside the sphere of light, the faint outline of a miniature golden crow could be seen struggling silently.
"You say I have an advantage in martial spirit and attributes? Sorry, there is no one among my peers who can avoid being outmatched by me in martial spirit and attributes."
Kong Tianxu looked at Wu Ming, smiled disdainfully, and gently flipped his hand.
"Here you go."
A blazing dragon head, holding a pearl like the sun, burst forth!
"Stop!" Gong Changlong rushed to Wu Ming's side in an instant. His seventh soul ring was already shining, and a layer of dark red, fine scales could be seen growing on his body.
Clearly, his martial soul is also some kind of dragon, and it is of the fire attribute.
However, just as the fire dragon was about to reach the bow-dragon, it turned its head at an unimaginable speed, and after swinging its tail, it was already hundreds of meters in the air.
Three controls, a display of skill! This is pure, unadulterated skill!
Gong Changlong's face was covered in black soot as he coughed up a mouthful of black charcoal gas. His red hair had turned into an afro, and he stared solemnly into the sky.
Just a moment ago, he was about to use his Martial Soul True Body, but facing that fire dragon that was as solid as a physical object, the release of his seventh soul skill was interrupted by an extremely strong suppressive force.
That wasn't just due to the Silver Dragon's bloodline suppression, but also stemmed from the attributes themselves.
"Ultimate Fire—" Gong Changlong sighed softly.
High in the sky, the fire dragon swallowed the Golden Crow Sun whole, and its crimson body was immediately covered with brilliant golden lines, as if a new sun had appeared, even blocking out the original midday sun.
Finally, this new day slowly came to an end, and Kong Tianxu stood proudly in the center of the arena in the ravine, a small golden flame resting motionless in his palm.
Even the hem of her clothes was not disheveled.
"What a cool guy," Zhang Lexuan thought to herself, her gaze fixed on Kong Tianxu, a proud smile playing on her lips without her even realizing it.
Most of the Shrek Academy students were quite upset. When the Golden Crow Sun appeared, they were about to cheer, but the next moment, it was as if they had swallowed fly droppings. Their cheers were firmly stuck in their throats, and the sadness was indescribable.
Wu Ming, who was very powerful in their eyes, was instantly killed by Kong Tianxu once again, with the same hand, and without him using his soul skill.
Is this the ultimate fire?
Wu Ming stood frozen in place, staring blankly at the ball of flame in Kong Tianxu's hand that was both the most familiar and the most unfamiliar to her, as if her worldview had been turned upside down.
But she was a good loser and quickly recovered: "If I'd told you you were this good, I could have warmed you up! Wait for me later!"
Seeing her so fierce, even Kong Tianxu's eyelids twitched involuntarily, and he subconsciously looked at Zhang Lexuan. Gong Changlong took a deep breath and waved his hand to send Wu Ming flying.
After receiving a playful look from Zhang Lexuan, Kong Tianxu gently clenched his fist, and the golden flame silently extinguished and vanished without a trace.
He raised his right hand, pointing his index finger at the stands, turned around a full circle, then put his index finger to his lips in a shushing gesture, and shouted, "Next!"
He didn't indicate the number this time. But everyone understood that this was the third one.
Inside Shrek Academy's waiting area, the remaining Soul Emperor students, who were eager to fight, had their fighting spirit quickly cooled down as if doused with ice water, and many even subconsciously took a half step back.
Chu Qingtian and Bei Bei could attribut their actions to some special method. But Wu Ming's genuine outburst was neutralized in such an incomprehensible way—
This is no longer just a difference in strength; it's more like a despairing crushing defeat.
"Continue fighting in order. Let the Soul Saint take the stage on the first day. You may be shameless, but I still have some dignity." Jin Yehuan shifted his gaze from Zhang Lexuan beside him and ordered with a dark face.
As it turns out, Shrek Academy suffered a complete humiliation on the first day. Wu Ming was already among the best Soul Emperors in the Inner Academy in terms of both martial spirit and fighting will, so the outcome of the subsequent competition was naturally even more predictable.
Kong Tianxu didn't even take a break; the competition continued. He swept through the competition like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, winning thirty matches in a single day, wiping out most of the inner courtyard. Until dusk, he didn't elicit a single cheer from the stands.
What's most astonishing is that he used only his left hand throughout the entire fight. Apart from the True Fire of the Sun, the abilities he used all seemed so simple and unadorned, or rather, so profound that even the spectators couldn't understand why those seemingly unimpressive techniques could achieve such astonishing results.
When the students of Shrek Academy walked out of the Soul Battle Zone, most of them had solemn expressions on their faces, and their eyes were filled with a heavy feeling.
At the age of fifteen, a Soul Master from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy defeated thirty-two Inner Court experts without using any Soul Guidance Devices, encompassing more than sixty percent of the Inner Court students.
In other words, aside from Soul Saints of a higher level, no one in Shrek Academy could defeat this fifteen-year-old boy. What a disgrace! Tomorrow, the Soul Saint seniors from the inner academy will make their move; can they really win?
The effect Yan Shaozhe wanted was achieved, but it went a bit too far. Not all Shrek Academy students were truly inspired; some even developed doubts or became discouraged about Shrek after Kong Tianxu's impressive performance. This was not what Yan Shaozhe had hoped for.
As night falls, Poseidon Island returns to tranquility.
Kong Tianxu sat cross-legged on his dormitory bed, not immediately beginning his cultivation, but instead closing his eyes to savor the day's battle. Chu Qingtian's lightning strike and Bei Bei's Dragon Emperor's Evil-Slaying Split were merely fleeting images in his mind, not worth mentioning.
Only Wu Ming's Golden Crow True Fire, with its unique flame characteristics, aroused his deeper interest.
He slowly raised his hands, palms facing upwards, and focused his mind into his body, recalling the fleeting, wondrous sensation of the Golden Crow True Fire that he had captured during the day using his vision of heaven and earth and his own perception of the sun's fire.
The power of the silver dragon flowed quietly, and a layer of hazy blue seemed to be touched, bringing about some profound change.
Gradually, a faint yet exceptionally bright golden-red flame flickered and emerged from his left palm.
The golden-red flames burned quietly in his palm, leaping and emitting the same light, heat, and aura as when Bai Riwu Ming used them.
Kong Tianxu stared at the flame in his palm, his eyes showing little joy. After a moment, he had a slight thought and tried to infuse more soul power into the flame.
The flames surged, their color deepened, and their heat soared, making them appear incredibly powerful.
However, Kong Tianxu shook his head slightly.
The Golden Crow True Fire he unleashed, though seemingly magnificent, could not evolve naturally with the improvement of a Soul Master's cultivation like a true Golden Crow Martial Soul; it was merely a fire without a source.
"However—" A cluster of flames also rose from Kong Tianxu's right palm, but it was filled with blood-red solar power. As if drawn to each other, the two flames intertwined, and the temperature in the room suddenly increased.
The power of the Golden Crow and the fire of the sun were able to fuse perfectly, pushing his ultimate fire to an even higher level.
"I never expected it to be like this. Real sun and real fire, not bad at all."
Shrek Academy's inner court, after all, has a deep foundation, and today's battle can be considered a success.
"I hope you can bring me even more surprises tomorrow."
In the darkness, his whispers faded away, leaving only a restrained yet powerful fighting spirit silently permeating the quiet room. Tomorrow was destined to be an even more intense day.