412 Chapter 412: Appearing

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"Zeng Yi, come over quickly, if this continues, the teacher will really get angry!" Hu Liena looked at Zeng Yi across from her and worriedly advised.

It was already a great shame for her to be defeated by the Shrek Seven Devils. Although her thoughts couldn't keep up with the rapidly changing situation, she was still happy to see the Shrek Seven Devils losing.

But what bothered Hu Liena even more was that Zeng Yi, her fiancé, actually stood on the side of the Shrek Seven Devils who had just defeated her. This made Hu Liena feel really uneasy.

However, more than that, she was worried about Zeng Yi's safety.

If Zeng Yi was really determined to protect the Team Shrek, the teacher and the spirit masters of the Martial Spirit Hall would not hold back.

Zeng Yi looked at Hu Liena on the opposite side and shook his head.

Then he raised his head and looked at Bibi Dong above him, meeting her cold and merciless gaze. His eyes narrowed, filled with determination.

"Sorry, Your Holiness! If you have made up your mind, then I can only stand on the side of the Team Shrek!" Zeng Yi's expression was solemn as he gripped the handle of the [Ronin Sword] at his waist. Invisible winds swirled around his body, his long hair flying, and a sharp and resolute aura emanated from him, permeating the surroundings and making people feel the sharpness jabbing at their backs.

"This has nothing to do with representing any force. The Team Shrek are my friends, Xiao Wu is also my friend, and Tang San has helped me. I owe him a favor! So when friends are in trouble, I naturally cannot turn a blind eye!

Otherwise, I wouldn't be myself!"

Looking at the martial spirit masters of the Martial Spirit Hall who were itching for action around him, Zeng Yi's eyes became even sharper, and he coldly uttered a sentence.

"I don't represent the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, nor do I represent the Martial Spirit Hall! Because I am who I am! As long as it's something I want to do, as long as it's something I can do with a clear conscience, even if it means crossing mountains of swords and seas of flames, descending into the abyss, Zeng Yi will never hesitate!"

Zeng Yi's aura and determination overwhelmed everyone present.

Even though he was currently just a small spirit master with limited strength, his inner strength was incredibly powerful.

People looked at this young man wielding a sword, his appearance seemingly ordinary, but radiating an incomparably dazzling light, and were momentarily stunned.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin, looking at the young man below the stage, fell silent. Compared to him, they felt how pathetic they were.

Even if they held high positions, there were things they desired but could not pursue, things they did not dare to do. Compared to him, they were truly weak.

Looking at his disciples, Chen Xin wavered. At this moment, he truly felt that he was unworthy of being his master.

Bibi Dong looked down at the stubborn yet dazzling Zeng Yi and couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, she finally understood why her daughter fell in love with such a person, and even her disciple, who had been so reluctant before, became infatuated with him after spending some time together.

It wasn't just because of his exceptional talent in cultivation, nor his handsome and elegant appearance; it was that unparalleled special character that was the most attractive.

But nonetheless, Bibi Dong wouldn't give up a 100,000 spirit beast because of this.

"Zeng Yi, you are the only person I truly admire, and I hope that in the future you won't disappoint me!

I respect your choice, but I also don't intend to give up on my decision.

So, capture them for me!"

At the command of Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, the spirit masters of the Martial Spirit Hall charged forward.

For a while, various martial spirits were released, surging spirit power flowed, and the scene was extremely splendid.

A chaotic whirlwind howled on the Spirit Arena, carrying a fierce sword intent that made the temperature drop.

Blue Silver Grass spread and entangled, a roaring tiger appeared, flames burned, and a phoenix seemed to cry in the air, with a nine-colored radiance shining throughout.

"Hahaha, Zeng Yi, I never imagined that we could still fight together before graduation." Dai Mubai stood by Zeng Yi's side, laughing loudly, seemingly unconcerned about the tense atmosphere.

"Heh, I graduated from Shrek a long time ago, junior." Zeng Yi smiled and pushed back a spirit master who attacked him with a single swing of his sword.

"Yi Ge, thank you really. I, Tang San, will never forget your kindness." Tang San was very moved by Zeng Yi's previous actions. He could have chosen not to do it, but in order to save them, to save Xiao Wu, he even made a promise to help the Supreme Pontiff of the Martial Spirit Hall capture a 100,000 spirit beast as a replacement for Xiao Wu.

Tang San knew how terrifying a 100,000 spirit beast truly was, and he knew the courage it took to say such words.

Glancing at Tang San, Zeng Yi smiled wryly, "We're friends, why say these things? Let's think about how to escape."

The guards of the Martial Spirit Hall were powerful, and the knights in front of the Supreme Pontiff's Palace were even stronger. The weakest among them was at least at the Spirit King level, and there were many of them, almost giving Zeng Yi a headache.

Moreover, because he helped the Team Shrek, he hadn't received the passive power boost, and his strength had been weakened, making Zeng Yi uncomfortable.

However, a nine-colored radiance entered Zeng Yi's body, instantly giving him a tremendous increase in strength, even stronger than when he had the passive boost.

"Zeng Yi, give it your all! This young lady has given you all the boost you need. Teach those despicable guys a lesson."

The voice of Ning Rongrong came from behind him. It turned out she had used her spirit abilities on him. But these guys weren't so easy to deal with; they weren't ordinary Spirit Saints or Spirit Emperors.

Those who could be here were the elites of the elites.

Zeng Yi held off three people alone, wearing a wry smile on his face.

"Rongrong, don't just amplify Yi Ge! Take care of us too, we can't hold on any longer!" Ma Hongjun on the other side shouted bitterly.

"We just finished our match, I don't have enough spirit power to give everyone. So I can only give it to Zeng Yi, who has the strongest strength!"

"Damn it!"

But at this moment, a violent surge of spirit power erupted from the field.

Roar~

A terrifying dragon roar resounded through the entire arena, and a golden radiance shone incomparably bright.

On the Spirit Arena, a huge figure had appeared, a terrifying dragon covered in solid golden scales, with a pair of enormous flesh wings spread open. Its golden pupils were filled with majesty as it scanned the spirit masters below, as if observing ants, exuding a sacred and luminous aura.

This was Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Liu Erlong's fusion martial spirit technique—the Golden Saint Dragon!

It was precisely because of this powerful fusion martial spirit technique that the three of them had created the formidable reputation of the Golden Triangle in the world of spirit masters.

In the past, with this move of the fusion martial spirit technique, the three of them could even fight against the Poison Douluo, one of the Titled Douluos.

Although they couldn't win.

However, Liu Erlong had advanced to the Spirit Douluo realm among the three of them, and the power of this fusion martial spirit technique had also increased accordingly.

Perhaps it still wasn't a match for a Titled Douluo, but for Spirit Masters below that level, they were definitely not opponents of the Golden Saint Dragon.

The sudden appearance of the dragon shocked even Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, as she looked down with astonishment at the figure of Yu Xiaogang below.

She didn't expect that Yu Xiaogang, who was once considered a useless person, would have such a remarkable transformation.

"You really make me look at you in a new light!" Bibi Dong murmured as she looked at Yu Xiaogang below.

With the power of the Golden Saint Dragon, they managed to suppress the surrounding spirit masters who were coming at them.

However, the power of the Golden Saint Dragon was ultimately limited. Under the attacks of many Spirit Sages and Spirit Emperors, the golden radiance began to dim, and the dragon's body began to become transparent.

This wasn't good!

On the side, Poison Douluo looked at the Shrek Seven Devils struggling to hold on and secretly sighed.

There was no way he could just stand by when Tang San, his son, and his future daughter-in-law were in danger.

He had prepared to offend the Martial Spirit Hall for this.

However, just as Poison Douluo was about to make a move, an extremely powerful spirit force oppressed his body, rendering him unable to move.

Only to see Bibi Dong, who was seated at the main position, stand up at this moment, her graceful steps treading slowly. With each step, a profound rule was contained, as if she was the center of the world, causing people to look at her involuntarily.

As she stepped, her spirit rings appeared one by one.

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Red!

The last spirit ring turned out to be red! A 100,000 spirit ring!

"Who dares to stop me, is challenging my Martial Spirit Hall."

"The result of resisting my Martial Spirit Hall is one and only... death!"

Filled with authority and a terrifying aura, Bibi Dong's presence spread through the space, making everyone shudder, feeling their spirits tremble!

This made Poison Douluo keenly aware that Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong's cold gaze was fixed on him.

She was warning him!

Poison Douluo had a strong intuition that if he made a move, it would mean his death!

Although they were both Titled Douluos, there was a difference in strength among Titled Douluos. Level 92 spirit power was almost the weakest among Titled Douluos.

The disparity between him and Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong was too great. The other party had at least a spirit power above the 95 rank, plus a 100,000 spirit ring. Just with her imposing manner, she could suppress him. It was truly terrifying.

"It's time to end this farce." An unfeeling gaze from Bibi Dong swept over the battle below. "Elder Chrysanthemum, Elder Ghost, take them down!"

"As you command, Your Holiness!"

Chrysanthemum and Ghost ashed alongside and suddenly disappeared from the high platform.

With a battle force equivalent to that of a Titled Douluo joining the fray, the horrifying oppression of spirit force, and the trembling from their spirits, nearly everyone felt hopeless.

Damn it! Why hasn't that Tang Hao shown up yet? Did he eat beef noodles on the way and have diarrhea?

Please, hurry up and come out! If this continues, both your son and your future daughter-in-law will be gone!

Must you appear only at critical moments? Can't you act normally?

Feeling the terrifying pressure upon himself, and at this moment, Tang San's father still hadn't appeared, Zeng Yi cursed inwardly.

Really, can't you be a bit more vigilant as a person?

Tang San protected Xiao Wu behind him, but the suppression from the Titled Douluo's spirit force made him unable to move; he could only watch as the two approached. Despair surfaced in his eyes.

Is this how it ends?

Just as despair enveloped the scene, the sky underwent a drastic change. Dark clouds began to gather overhead, with electric arcs jumping and flickering.

Sensing this, everyone was greatly shocked, turning their gazes upwards.

Boom~

Suddenly, thunder roared!

A giant hammer appeared in the sky, surrounded by thunder and overflowing with an unparalleled dominance. It came crashing down, as if a heavenly punishment, causing a deafening explosion, rocks flying, and a terrifying force expanding in all directions, sending all the spirit masters of the Martial Spirit Hall flying.

Then, a voice filled with dominance rang out in everyone's ears.

"Hmph~, a mere Chrysanthemum and a Little Ghost! You think you have what it takes to harm my son?"

Hearing these words, both Chrysanthemum and Ghost were taken aback, looking at the thunder in the sky, a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

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[[Notes: Hey, I am seeing some major dip in number of daily readers on this story from past couple of months. Me being me, always assuming the worst.

Do you folks still enjoy reading this story ?]]