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Chapter 471

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Without talking about Zhao Yilong, who was already on the losing end, even the faces of Zhao Tianlong, Zhao Wuying, Zhao Zhancheng and the others watching from below the stage were filled with deep shock and astonishment. In the short span of a few minutes, Wang Zhong's terror had already seeped deep into their bones! If Zhao Yilong were to truly be defeated, one could imagine what kind of outcome would befall the group of fellows from the Divine Dragon Academy when Wang Zhong walked onto the group arena with his Overlord Spear in hand!

Every single squadron had their own problems. From a certain aspect, admittedly, the Divine Dragon Academy was stronger than Bella Dean. However, from another aspect, they were inferior.

The worship and trust that every single member of the squadron had towards Zhao Yilong had long since penetrated deep into their bones, to the point that it was akin to a religion! Once this belief crumbles … Zhao Zimo could even foresee that the morale of the entire Bierlia Academy, which had crossed hands with Tianjing, would plummet after their captain had fallen. This might very well be the fate of their Divine Dragon Academy!

We can't team up! They couldn't team up in a situation where Zhao Yilong was defeated!

There was still another method, and that was to admit defeat on behalf of Zhao Yilong! Let him save his strength for the group battle, and allow Zhao Tianlong and the others to coordinate with him. Taking advantage of the fact that Tianjing's main lineup had been crippled, they would directly engage in a 5 vs 1!

However, Zhao Zimo knew that the word 'surrender' simply did not exist in Zhao Yilong's dictionary. Even if he were to use his identity as the leader of the group to ask for the referee's approval, as a participant, if Zhao Yilong did not agree to it, the match would similarly not end!

What to do?!

Was Zhao Yilong really going to lose for sure?

Suddenly, a trace of excitement flashed through Zhao Zimo's eyes … Perhaps this was a once in a lifetime opportunity for him. All of this was for the family!

"Third Brother!" Zhao Zimo suddenly stood up and shouted towards the stage, "Stand up! You can't lose! You are the backbone of our Zhao Family! "

Zhao Yilong's gaze turned piercingly cold. Originally, he had some hesitation in his heart. However, upon hearing those words, he immediately turned callous. That's right, he couldn't lose!

The hand that was holding the chain suddenly pulled, and the chain that was attached to the Overlord Spear like a decoration actually moved like a mechanism.

Hua la la la la!

The Overlord Spear spun in the air!

The chains that were pulled apart were like a seal that had been unlocked. One could faintly see a black baleful aura rising from the Overlord Spear into the sky.

Roar!!

A beastly moo that seemed to come from the primordial times reverberated from within the murderous aura, instantly sweeping through the entire area!

Regardless of whether they were near or far away from the stage, regardless of whether they were ordinary people or experts like Noriba, all of them immediately felt a pair of frightening, gigantic blood-red eyes staring down from the top of the stadium, staring straight at every single person present in the stadium!

Even someone as strong as Noriba instantly felt a feeling of not daring to move!

Oppressive, suffocating, fearful! Many negative emotions instantly surged into his heart.

Pressure! This was a terrifying pressure that only a Level 7 or even Level 8 dimensional life form could possess! It made people so afraid that they couldn't breathe and even urinate and defecate!

The only people who weren't affected by the frightening pressure were those in the audience on the other end of the Skylink.

"He actually unsealed the Overlord Spear!" Divian cried out in alarm. "He dares to unseal the Overlord Spear at the Casted Soul Stage! Isn't he afraid that he won't be able to control it, and will instead be devoured by the Overlord Spear?"

This was a weapon manufacturing method passed down from the dark era. Using a runic array to seal the power of a high level dimensional life form, coupled with a sacrifice, was an exceedingly cruel manufacturing method. After the dark era, it had already been banned. Nevertheless, the weapons that had been passed down still possessed powerful strength, albeit with more caution when using them.

Zhao Yilong's Overlord Spear was a weapon from that era!

A sparkling and translucent barrier sparkling with runic patterns appeared, enveloping the entire stadium, abruptly separating the stage from the viewing gallery.

After all, this was the Stuart Family's stadium. Before the start of the match, countless scenarios had already been considered. Therefore, protective measures were definitely in place for the audience. The powerful special runic array was able to isolate the majority of the pressure.

"Huff Huff Huff!"

The countless people in the stadium, who were already on the verge of suffocation, felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted from their shoulders.

Noriba had also awoken from the suffocating feeling, before suddenly standing up from his seat!

He had finally seen the true face of the Overlord Spear!

Its original name wasn't the Overlord Spear! In fact, it wasn't even a spear! In this world, there was absolutely no one who would design a spear shaft to be as thick as the mouth of a bowl! Furthermore, the reason why the Zhao Family had designed it wasn't for combat, but for sealing!

Sealing the essence of a 7th rank dimensional life form from the dark era! Therefore, its true name was — the Dragon Trapping Spear!

"Without talking about its combat strength after undoing its seal, just its pressure alone is something that no Casted Soul Stage soldier can contend against."

"The massive disparity in realms is more than sufficient to crumble all the defences of a Casted Soul Stage soldier! Unsealing the Dragon Trapping Spear is already equivalent to being a scoundrel. "Karl shook his head." It's a pity to lose to such a divine weapon! "

Compared to the dumbfounded expression on Wind God's face, Ruo Zhi was more knowledgeable. "Oh my god! Zhao Yilong has actually undone his seal and released the Soul Aura of a 7th rank dimensional life form! Although it's just a portion, the pressure it emits is enough to cause despair to any Casted Soul Stage."

At this moment, the murderous aura surged like black clouds in the sky. Despite being separated by the thick runic array, Noriba could still feel the pressure that had seeped into his soul. This had nothing to do with one's strength. Frankly speaking, even the people from the 10 Great Families would feel that this was an extremely "shameless" method of doing things. However, one could only imagine what Wang Zhong, who was not protected by the runic array, was facing!

If he was able to sweep his opponent away with just the pressure from unsealing his seal, this victory would be too dull and uninteresting. This was exactly what he wanted!

With a fierce tug, the Overlord Spear turned around, before landing in Zhao Yilong's hands with a bang. The murderous aura that blotted the skies furiously condensed and retracted, before crazily pouring into the Overlord Spear and Zhao Yilong's body.

A layer of black aura sparkled on the surface of his body and the Overlord Spear!

Black Dragon Battle Armor!

The endless stream of power appeared to be boundless and endless. At this moment, he felt that he could easily destroy the heavens and earth. Dammit! With his current strength, he was absolutely unable to endure such a powerful force. Once he used it, he would need to rest for at least a month. If he used it for too long, it might even destroy his body. However, he did not have any path of retreat. He absolutely could not lose! As long as he had 5 minutes, he would definitely use the blood of this lowly commoner to wash away the humiliation he had suffered!

Under the envelopment and pressure of the black Soul Power, Zhao Yilong appeared just like a demonic god that had descended into the world. His entire body appeared to have swelled up by a size. The situation had reversed once again, causing the Tianjing supporters who were still celebrating to be instantly dumbfounded. This was equivalent to being a scoundrel! The disparity in resources was something that ordinary academies were simply unable to match up to.

Just as the hope of victory was about to arrive, Zhao Yilong just had to use it! The power radiating from his entire body was definitely something that only a Heroic Soul Stage could possess! This was basically …

There were no hard and fast rules regarding whether such a weapon could be used in the CHF. The only thing that could be said was that the great families possessed a certain level of privilege, with Wang Zhong being the sacrificial lamb. Compared to defeat, an ugly victory was still a victory.

Zhao Zimo's eyes were incomparably focused. To him, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Regardless of whether he won or lost, he would have profited greatly.

Faced against the terrifying demonic god, Wang Zhong still maintained an expressionless face as he calmly stared at his opponent.

This was the demonic god-like Zhao Zimo taking action, causing the heavens and earth to shake!

Bang … the Dragon Trapping Spear! As it shot out, it truly possessed the power to shatter everything in its surroundings, causing the heavens to collapse and the earth to crack.

The ground of the arena was smashed into pieces. However, Wang Zhong had already evaded Zhao Zimo's attack. This caused Zhao Zimo to become even more furious. Sending his doppelganger in pursuit, he unleashed yet another violent spear strike.

It was basically impossible to face such a might head-on, causing Wang Zhong to evade it once again. At this moment, Zhao Yilong had truly turned into a god of destruction, possessing astonishing might. Every single one of his ordinary attacks possessed a might of roughly 500 Grassos. Coupled with the power contained within his spear, he would truly die upon contact, and be injured upon contact.

However, the problem was …

Everyone could feel that his actions seemed to be slightly slow …

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