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That move? What is that move?
Is it the fifth or sixth soul skill that I have never seen before?
Seeing the extremely horrified expressions of the Tang Sect members, Huo Yuhao showed a hint of doubt, as if it was some kind of world-destroying move.
After a brief discussion, all the members of the Tang Sect left the field, leaving only Wang Dong on the field, staring at Huo Yuhao.
Although there were no thrilling team battles, the audience's excitement was not diminished at all.
Bupo Douluo announced: "Both parties have agreed that the next match will be decided by a single-game individual match."
"Both parties share the same name."
"Dragon Tiger Gate, Huo Yuhao."
"Tangmen, Wang Dong."
Wang Dong's voice was sonorous and powerful.
"Game start!"
Neither side took the initiative to launch an attack.
Wang Dong said: "Yuhao, let's continue the game that was not finished just now. I will use a very terrifying move next, so be careful not to be killed by me by accident."
“How terrifying is it?” Huo Yuhao said calmly, “If you want to defend your honor, it depends on whether you have the ability.”
"Yuhao, you are so nagging." Wang Dong suddenly cursed.
"Hmm?" Huo Yuhao raised his eyebrows.
“Since we met again, you’ve been putting on a sour face and repeating the same words ‘glory, glory’ the whole time. It’s so annoying.” Wang Dong pointed a finger at Huo Yuhao and said viciously, “I don’t want to think about glory or not today.”
"I'm going to beat you down today."
"I just want to tell you that I have been practicing continuously over the years. You are no match for me now!"
At the end of his speech, Wang Dong's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a somewhat mocking smile.
Huo Yuhao was stunned when he heard the reason. Although it seemed a bit unreasonable, it gave him a familiar and sincere feeling of closeness.
He also laughed: "Yes, that's the right reason. Let me see what moves you have to make."
Wang Dongqing shouted, and six soul rings appeared behind him. Two pairs of gorgeous wings spread out, causing the audience to exclaim in amazement.
Huo Yuhao did not stop her, wanting to see what moves she would use.
Wang Dong flew to a height of nearly twenty meters, and suddenly, the two pairs of wings behind him disappeared.
Instead, there was a dazzling golden light that instantly enveloped the entire competition stage.
Huo Yuhao frowned and put two fingers on his sunglasses.
Seeing the same flash of light, he naturally thought of Xu Tianzhen.
It was very similar to Xu Tianzhen’s brilliant light, but without the scorching heat, and the light was several times more dazzling.
Wang Dong clasped her hands together and raised them upwards. The illusory light gradually solidified and turned into a giant sword made entirely of light beams in her hands. The shining giant sword pointed straight to the dome, with no end in sight.
The illusory and invisible lightsaber exudes a strong majesty and tremendous power.
“This is…” Even Huo Yuhao couldn’t help but be shocked.
The soul guide light curtains around the competition stage have begun to show energy load. Although there is no high temperature, the power of this attack is definitely far beyond Xu Tianzhen’s sixth soul skill after perfect accumulation of power.
There is no way that the sixth soul skill of ten thousand years could have such a powerful force.
Wang Dong in the sky laughed: "Yuhao, you taught me this move."
“I taught you this.” Huo Yuhao frowned. “What does this move have to do with me?”
Wang Dong showed a very proud smile: "This is the self-spirit fusion technique you told me about at the beginning."
"This is the perfect fusion of the Goddess of Light Butterfly and the Clear Sky Hammer."
"Take it, Yuhao!"
Chapter 363: Today I can make Shrek step down, tomorrow...
The dazzling golden-white lightsaber shot up into the sky, and the powerful energy contained in it seemed to tear the sky apart.
Huo Yuhao looked up at Wang Dong in the air and murmured in praise, “Not bad, Wang Dong, you still remember how to deal with me. If you don’t show your ultimate move from the beginning, I will only slowly kill you.”
The self-martial soul fusion technique was something he casually mentioned to Wang Dong at the previous competition. Unexpectedly, after five years of hard training, Wang Dong figured it out on his own.
The combination of the Light Goddess Butterfly, which is a strong attack-type martial spirit, and the Clear Sky Hammer, which represents strength, the power of this attack is unimaginable.
"Wang Dong actually used that move directly." Xiao Xiao couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed.
Beibei said calmly: "This is probably the best way to deal with it. Trust Dong'er."
The strong light illuminated every inch of land and every person around, even the high podium. The strong light made it difficult for many people to open their eyes.
"Tsk... such a strong light attribute." Even Zhongli Wu, who was far away on the podium, subconsciously raised his hand to block the light.
Being merely exposed to the light would not cause any actual harm, but it made him, as an evil soul master, extremely uncomfortable.
Zhongli Wu's eyes hidden under the cloak were already filled with coldness.
Such a powerful light attribute is bound to become a huge threat to the Holy Spirit Church in the future, and this student named Wang Dong must be strangled in the cradle.
Bupo Douluo was suspended in the air above the field. He was the person who could most directly feel the power of this attack, and his face was full of surprise.
This is probably comparable to a Soul Douluo-level attack. Can Huo Yuhao below withstand it?
"Yuhao, you must not be hit by that move!" Tianmeng reminded anxiously in the sea of spirit.
Huo Yuhao couldn't help but frown, revealing a solemn expression.
Wang Dong in the air had already started falling, and at the same time, the lightsaber in his hand slashed towards Huo Yuhao on the ground.
"Take it, Yuhao!"
The invisible lightsaber slashed on the smooth metal ground, and the unique reflection of the metal made the environment more transparent. On the competition stage, a gully appeared that was a hundred meters long and extremely smooth, like a scar on the earth.
Wang Dong had fallen back to the ground, gasping for breath somewhat unsteadily.
The strongest power comes with a huge price, and this self-martial soul fusion technique almost drained all of her soul power.
She looked around, searching for Huo Yuhao, but found nothing.
"Where are the others?" Wang Dong asked himself.
When she performed this move, she deliberately avoided where Huo Yuhao was. In other words, if Huo Yuhao did not move, he would not be hit by her at all.
Wang Dong grabbed his head with one hand and said with some fear: "Could this idiot have bumped into it himself?"
Just as she was talking to herself, a silent voice suddenly sounded behind her:
"There's something wrong with my brain that caused me to bump into it."
Wang Dong was startled, turned around and said angrily: "Wow, what are you doing? You're so elusive? You scared me!"
Perhaps because he was frightened, and coupled with the side effects of overusing his soul power, Wang Dong fell backwards without any image and sat on the ground.
The audience, who had been blinded by the bright light just now, finally opened their eyes, only to find such a strange scene on the stage.
Wang Dong just sat on the ground, and Huo Yuhao did not continue to stand, but squatted down and started talking to her.
“Where were you aiming just now? You were off by so much.” Huo Yuhao’s voice sounded somewhat speechless.
Wang Dong's own martial soul fusion technique is indeed powerful, but he has countless ways to avoid it.
Simulation, flying board, space magic... Even if he didn't dodge it, he still had the defensive soul guide and the Ice Emperor to protect him. But he didn't expect that Wang Dong would miss the target so stupidly.
Wang Dong said unhappily: "If I hit you straight, do you really think you can block it?"
"This is a blow comparable to Contra's."
Huo Yuhao smiled and said, “Then I would like to thank you for showing mercy, but is it necessary to use your ultimate move right away?”
Wang Dong crossed his legs and raised them above his head, making a relaxing pose: "Ever since you mentioned the self-spirit fusion technique to me, I have been researching it and finally figured it out."
"How is it? Isn't it cool?"
As she said this, she gave a simple smile.
Huo Yuhao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
At this moment, Wang Dong was like a child who got an interesting toy and couldn't wait to share it with his friends. He felt as if he had returned to the time when he first met Wang Dong, and for a moment he forgot about the mysterious power related to Wang Dong.
Huo Yuhao praised: "It's really cool. Does this move have an equally cool name?"
When mentioning the name of the move, Wang Dong said confidently: "Of course there is, this move is called Judgment in the Sky, Light..."
“Stop, stop, stop showing off your naming skills.” Huo Yuhao quickly interrupted her and muttered, “If you want to name it, it’s better to give you this move called Tianhe Shengmang Slash.”
At this time, Bupo Douluo slowly descended and frowned, saying, "Two players, it is forbidden to play passively."
Huo Yuhao chuckled and said, "Senior Bupo, this match doesn't count. My opponent seems to be feeling unwell. Let the Tang Sect team send in a different player."
Wang Dong was a little surprised when she heard that. She stood up and said hurriedly, "Yuhao, there's no need to change people. The victory or loss is up to you. Even Beibei is no match for my trick. If you think you can't win, just admit defeat."
"I just feel that I must let you see this move, otherwise it would be a pity."
"It feels like you've been avoiding me since we met again. I haven't even had time to tell you my secret moves."
Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's expression froze and the smile on his face faded. The relaxed and happy atmosphere just now instantly became dull.
He was about to speak when he heard a deep voice above the competition stage.
"Referee, this match doesn't count."
Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, and Bupo Douluo all looked up at the source of the voice.
"Master Xuan?" Wang Dong was a little stunned.
The person who came was none other than Old Xuan. His appearance made Bupo Douluo instantly solemn.
"This match was agreed upon by both teams and was conducted under the witness of this chief referee. Why doesn't it count?"
Bupo Douluo said in a deep voice: "Whether this match will count or not can only be decided by the leaders of both parties and this chief referee."
Elder Xuan said coldly, "I am the leader of the Tang Sect team. This match did not conform to the rules from the beginning. According to the rules, only the captain or leader has the right to ask the chief referee to change the competition system."
"But Beibei, the player who just proposed changing the competition format, is the vice-captain, so this match cannot be counted from the beginning, and should be held as the original team battle."