Chapter 167: The Golden Dragon Spear Displays its Power, Successfully Obtaining the Dragon Core!
Shrek Academy, in a dimly lit bedroom.
Grandmaster lay on the bed, his face ashen, his body trembling uncontrollably beneath the thin blanket.
Cold sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking the pillowcase. His breathing was rapid and weak, his chest heaving violently, as if he might die at any moment.
At this moment, Liu Erlong lay beside the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. She tightly gripped Grandmaster's cold hand, tears dripping onto the sheets, her voice hoarse as she said, "Xiao Gang... if you die, I won't live either!"
"Erlong, don't cry. If you keep crying like this, you'll ruin your health. I believe Xiao Gang will be blessed." Seeing this, Flender stepped forward and gently patted Liu Erlong's shoulder, his eyes behind his glasses reddening.
Liu Erlong seemed not to hear, continuing to sob uncontrollably beside the bed.
Just then, a creaking sound was heard.
Zhao Wuji pushed open the door and walked in.
He glanced at the master lying on the bed, his face ashen, and asked in a rough voice, "Boss, how is the master now?"
Hearing this, Flender shook his head with a sigh, his voice choked with emotion, "His condition is very bad. Although he was fed Oscar's recovery sausage, and his high fever has subsided, a large portion of the Golden Holy Dragon's bloodline has been drained from his body. He might not make it… Even if he does, the three of us will probably be unable to use the Spirit Fusion Technique again."
As he said this, a gust of cold wind suddenly swept in from outside the window, his eyes turned cold, and his fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the bedpost.
"That old bastard Dugu Bo and that brat Tang Chuan are truly ruthless!"
"If it weren't for Haotian Douluo's intervention, I'm afraid none of us would have made it back."
Finally, Flender looked wearily at Zhao Wuji and said, "Wuji, I asked you to send people out to investigate. Is there any news about Xiao San and Haotian Douluo?"
"Not a single piece of news. It's like they vanished into thin air." Zhao Wuji shook his head, his rugged face filled with helplessness.
With a sigh, Flender seemed to age ten years in an instant. He slumped onto the edge of the bed, his voice filled with unprecedented despair, saying, "There are still more than three months until the start of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament... Now Xiao San is missing, and Xiao Gang is on the verge of death. Ning Rongrong has even dropped out of school... Heaven is dooming Shrek Academy!!"
Zhao Wuji stepped forward, his broad hand gently resting on Flender's shoulder. He tried to make his voice sound firm as he comforted him, "Boss, don't be too pessimistic. Tang San was taken away by Haotian Douluo after all; maybe he'll be brought back someday."
"Although Grandmaster's situation is not optimistic, we old guys are still here, aren't we?"
He glanced at the weak Yu Xiaogang on the bed and also sighed.
"As for Ning Rongrong, I think Jiang Zhu from Blue Tyrant Academy can completely replace her. While that girl's support abilities aren't as good as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, her healing abilities are outstanding."
Hearing this, Flender nodded, wearily rubbing his temples, and said, "It seems that's the only way. Shrek Academy is, after all, the culmination of half my life's work. This Soul Master Competition is crucial, no matter what…"
However, before he could finish speaking, Liu Erlong suddenly stood up and walked straight towards the door.
"Erlong, where are you going?" Flender asked, somewhat puzzled.
Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong said without turning her head, "I need to go back to the sect to find my uncle. Xiaogang is, after all, his own son. He should have a way to save Xiaogang. I don't believe he would just sit idly by and watch his own son die."
She paused, then added meaningfully, "Although Tang San is no longer here, I recently received a rumor that Tianheng's Royal Fighting Team seems to have disbanded for some unknown reason. I think our Shrek Academy could definitely try to recruit him to replace Tang San."
...
Meanwhile, at the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes.
The red and blue spring water flowed and intertwined like silk.
A blue-gold figure, wielding a golden dragon spear, slowly descended, a faint blue aura surrounding him that shielded him from the scorching and frigid waters.
His long hair swayed gently in the flowing water, like a traditional Chinese ink painting.
Soon, the two dragon corpses, as majestic as mountain ranges, reappeared in Tang Chuan's sight.
"Blue Silver Domain, open!"
With a low shout, a vibrant blue aura instantly spread from Tang Chuan's body, rippling across the red and blue lake water.
Wherever the Blue Silver Domain reached, the aquatic plants, rock veins, and even the flow of energy at the bottom of the lake were clearly reflected in his mind.
Immediately afterward, Tang Chuan locked onto the location of the two dragon cores again.
One was as fiery as lava, the other as cold as ice.
"There!"
With a slight narrowing of his eyes, Tang Chuan swam towards the dragon cores.
But he had only swum halfway when the two sleeping dragon souls not far away suddenly emanated a hazy glow and awoke, opening their eyes once more. This time, although they didn't unleash the terrifying pressure they had before, they stood before Tang Chuan like ancient guardians.
"Still not letting me pass?" Tang Chuan frowned, his expression grim.
Just as he was at a loss, the golden dragon spear in his hand suddenly emitted a deep hum, its shaft trembling slightly, as if responding to something.
Sensing something, Tang Chuan quickly raised the golden dragon spear forward.
Instantly, a dazzling golden light burst forth from the spear tip, illuminating the entire lakebed like the rising sun.
Wherever the golden light passed, the red and blue intertwined spring water retreated, and the dragon souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings paused slightly before this pure golden light.
The next second, the dragon souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings exchanged a glance, a golden light flashing in their eyes, before swimming towards Tang Chuan.
At the same time, a feeling of filial piety emanated from them.
At this moment, the two dragon kings were nothing but remnants of their souls, devoid of intelligence, possessing only a trace of their primordial power. The Golden Dragon Spear, formed from the rib of the Golden Dragon King, contained his aura, making it incredibly familiar to them, while also possessing a certain degree of intimidation.
"That's right, don't stop me."
"Perhaps, when I fight against the God Realm in the future, I'll even help you revive and be reborn."
Looking at the Ice and Fire Dragon Souls floating before him, Tang Chuan smiled slightly, then tentatively reached out, gently stroking their heads as if petting a docile puppy. The two dragon souls not only did not resist, but instead emitted a low hum, as if responding to his touch.
Taking advantage of this opportunity...
Tang Chuan's figure flashed, shooting towards the location of the dragon core like a fish.
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