"Eh, what a good spear!" Zhao Wuji couldn't help but let loose a soft cry of surprise at the sight of the Golden Dragon Spear in Lu Yuan's hand. With his current level of eyesight, he could tell that the golden spear in Lu Yuan's hand was no ordinary spear.
"It's a good spear!" Lu Yuan held the Golden Dragon Spear diagonally and pointed the tip to the ground.
The Golden Dragon Spear was three meters long. If one held one end like an ordinary spear, it would be a little too long. However, if one held the middle, it would be just right.
It had been more than a year since he obtained the Golden Dragon Spear, and Lu Yuan had already figured out the most suitable way to use it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to reach the realm of spear intent.
One had to know that one had to become one with the spear in order to comprehend spear intent.
Zhao Wuji was a Rank 76 Soul Sage, and was considered the opponent with the highest soul power that Lu Yuan had faced over the years. Lu Yuan wouldn't underestimate him at all.
"Ah, little monster, no matter the outcome of this battle, you've already been accepted by our academy. Let me introduce myself. I'm Zhao Wuji, and my martial soul is the Herculean Vajra Bear. I'm a Rank 76 Soul Sage!" Zhao Wuji wanted to see the change in Lu Yuan's expression as he spoke.
However, to Zhao Wuji's surprise, Lu Yuan didn't seem to be affected at all after hearing Zhao Wuji's words. Instead, he seemed to be more interested.
Zhao Wuji nodded in his heart. This was what a true genius should have. He definitely wasn't afraid of opponents who were of a higher rank than him. Instead, he had the courage to challenge them.
Back in the day, Zhao Wuji was like a demon king on the continent. He didn't have any taboos when he did things, and he didn't have a good reputation even now.
It was only because he had been teaching students in Shrek Academy that his temper had been toned down a little. He admired Lu Yuan's fearless personality the most.
This was the character that an assault-type should have.
Zhao Wuji took out an incense stick out of nowhere and said, "If you can last for an incense stick's worth of time or force me to use my fifth soul skill, then you win."
As he spoke, he touched the tip of the stick of incense, and it instantly lit up.
"Is that so?" Lu Yuan squinted his eyes. Zhao Wuji was only comparable to a Soul Emperor after using his first four soul skills. Such strength couldn't do anything to him.
"I'll win this battle!" Lu Yuan said plainly, and his tone was full of confidence.
"You're too arrogant!" Dai Mubai shook his head slightly. In his opinion, while Lu Yuan was strong, it would be too difficult for him to last an incense stick's worth of time against Zhao Wuji. Even if Zhao Wuji only used his first four soul skills, he was still equivalent to a Soul Emperor. He didn't believe that Lu Yuan was a match for him.
No matter how monstrous Lu Yuan was, he was still only a rank 39 Soul Exalt. Even a ten thousand year soul ring wasn't enough to bridge the gap between them.
Just as Dai Mubai spoke, another two people sneaked over from a distance and watched from afar.
"Fatty, are you serious? Boss Dai's face is swollen?" a soft voice asked.
"Of course. You don't know how strong that Lu Yuan is, little Ao. He was able to send boss Dai flying with a single punch even after he used the White Tiger's Armor. I'm afraid Lu Yuan is far stronger than a Soul Exalt. He might even be able to fight a Soul King." Ma Hongjun said.
"Then I'll have to take a good look. His battle with Teacher Zhao will definitely be very exciting!" the soft voice said again.
"That's right. This battle is very rare!" Ma Hongjun said.
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In the middle of the field!
Lu Yuan held his Golden Dragon Spear, and his aura continued to surge.
His Golden Dragon Spear was instantly attached to his body. His Golden Dragon Bloodline and Clear Breath Sutra circulated at the same time. An intense pressure spread out, and his yellow, purple, and black soul rings flickered with a dazzling light.
"What a strong martial soul pressure. This little monster's martial soul must be very powerful!" Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows when he felt the pressure from Lu Yuan's Golden Dragon Spear. The martial soul's pressure had an effect on him. It was a little too frightening.
He was a Rank 76 Soul Sage, and this little monster was only a Rank 39 Soul Elder.
Zhao Wuji didn't know that Lu Yuan's martial soul was a Golden Dragon. He was a wandering cultivator and didn't know much. It wasn't just him. Flender and the others were the same. Otherwise, they wouldn't have let Master Huo Yuhao be in charge of Shrek's Seven Monsters' cultivation.
They didn't know much about it. Their so-called teaching method was to fight, then fight in the Soul Dueling Arena. There was nothing else. It was obvious that their teaching methods were rather crude.
They were able to nurture talents not because their teaching standards were high, but because the students themselves were rare geniuses.
"I'm coming, Teacher Zhao!" Lu Yuan said. He rushed forward and stabbed his Golden Dragon Spear at Zhao Wuji.
"Good fellow!" Zhao Wuji laughed. His Martial Soul fused with his body, and his entire body suddenly grew a foot taller. His two arms were filled with majestic muscles, and three soul rings — yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black — rippled beneath Zhao Wuji's body. A huge brown bear appeared behind him.
The Herculean King Kong Bear was also a top-tier martial soul. Although it couldn't be compared to the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear, it wasn't much weaker than Dai Mubai's White Tiger.
At the sight of Lu Yuan's Golden Dragon Spear, Zhao Wuji instinctively evaded the tip of the spear and slapped his palm toward Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan didn't dodge. He passed the Golden Dragon Spear to his left hand and clenched his right hand into a fist.
"Bang!" The fist and palm collided, and a wave of air was created.
Lu Yuan took a few steps back before he could stabilize himself. Zhao Wuji, on the other hand, retreated more than ten meters before he finally stopped.
It was important to note that Lu Yuan's physical strength was around thirty-five thousand kilograms under normal circumstances. Now that he had his martial soul and his bloodline power, his physical strength had definitely exceeded forty thousand kilograms. Such strength was already comparable to an assault-type Soul Sage.
After all, the Golden Dragon was an ultimate power. It was best at strength.
"Wow!" Ma Hongjun opened his mouth wide. He didn't expect Lu Yuan to be slightly stronger than him. How was this possible?
"Hiss!" Beside him, Oscar sucked in a cold breath.
"This is impossible!" Dai Mubai's eyes were filled with astonishment. Lu Yuan was stronger than Teacher Zhao. How was this possible?
Zhao Wuji stabilized himself, and there was a look of astonishment in his eyes. Although he didn't use his full strength, he was still in disbelief that he was suppressed by Lu Yuan.
"What an interesting little monster!" Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes, but he was a lot more serious. With Lu Yuan's strength, he could really lose if he was careless!
Lu Yuan held his Golden Dragon Spear in his left hand, but there was no joy in his eyes. Although he was strong, Zhao Wuji wasn't weak, either. That wasn't Zhao Wuji's full strength!
Furthermore, a soul master's strength wasn't just based on strength.
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