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The Six Symbol Dragons soared into the air, creating ripples throughout the Starlit Mist. At that moment, everyone present was rushing toward Qingyu's location, and a profound silence enveloped the scene until Lei Dongyue's appearance shattered the stillness.
"Ha ha, everyone, does Lei's grand gift align with your desires?"
Upon hearing those words, everyone understood their predicament. Even the Qingyu Monk at the center of the battlefield couldn't help but turn pale, murmuring a prayer of Amitabha.
Ying Wuyi gripped tightly onto the Qiongqi Splitting Heaven Axe, eager to rush toward Lei Dongyue and exchange a few blows with him.
Yang Tong furrowed his brow; although he felt something was amiss, he failed to grasp Lei Dongyue's intentions. After all, Lei Dongyue had entered the Starlit Mist after everyone else. Who would have thought that being late would allow him to pinpoint Fu Long's location accurately and execute his plan, leading everyone into a trap surrounding Fu Long?
Perhaps this was indeed Lei Dongyue's strategy. It was evident that those Fu Long possessed strength beyond that of ordinary cultivators. No matter how skilled Lei Dongyue was, he couldn't possibly handle so many Fu Long alone. However, the situation had changed; with Chaos joining in, and leveraging his outsider status, Lei Dongyue felt confident he could take down those Fu Long one by one. Although it was possible that others might act out of desperation and unite against him, it would likely only happen after three of the Fu Long had already been subdued. Thus, Lei Dongyue remained fearless as he hovered outside the battlefield.
"Thank you for your intentions, Lei Xiong. Even if you weren't so dedicated, those Fu Long wouldn't escape my grasp."
Gu Ping smiled and used the Small Teleportation Technique to instantly appear beside Qingyu, preventing any surprise attacks at such a critical moment.
"Duo Xie Qin," said Qingyu Monk gratefully upon seeing Gu Ping arrive. Aware of the urgency of the situation, he intensified his spiritual energy output in an attempt to completely subdue the Fu Long he had been restraining.
However, it seemed that the Fu Long being suppressed had saved some strength for this moment; their struggles grew even more intense as they once again locked in a stalemate with Qingyu Monk.
"Master, please intensify your efforts!"
Gu Ping glanced at the Six Symbol Dragons hovering above, reminding himself as he tucked his legs behind him, forming the stance for his spell while silently reciting the incantation in his mind.
With a roar from Fu Long, the Six Symbol Dragons in the starry sky turned their fierce gazes toward Gu Ping, threatening him with their menacing looks. Yet, there was not a hint of panic on Gu Ping's face.
What puzzled Gu Ping was that the Fu Long seemed to possess their own souls, working together in a way that made him, who initially thought they were mere lifeless entities, even more intrigued by those runes.
"Wouldn't you all like to get a share of the Fu Long? If you don't act now, don't blame me for being rude later when you want to fish in troubled waters," Gu Ping said casually. To everyone else, his tone held no threat at all, but that calmness only made Yang Tong and the others hesitate, unsure whether to move against him.
Although they were all Golden Cultivators and had just entered the Jin Qi stage not long ago, theoretically their combat abilities should not differ much. However, everyone had witnessed Ying Wuyi and Gu Ping's performances: one nearly single-handedly dealt with the Heart Constellation Symbol Dragon while the other had shown no real strength in combat against an opponent of equal rank, making it seem like he was playing with a disciple while Gan Yuan had no way to counter it. That was truly terrifying.
On the other hand, Lei Dongyue keenly sensed something unusual. Gu Ping had not mentioned the academy at all in his earlier words. If he relied on the academy's strength, Lei Dongyue would have been cautious; however, for a single Golden Cultivator to make such bold claims was alarming. He felt that his own status should be enough to represent the academy.
Since everyone believed that the Azure Dragon Seven Stars should belong to him, Gu Ping decided not to hold back.
After another glance around and seeing no one willing to step forward, Gu Ping ignored them and focused on the incoming attack from Fu Long above.
The Qingyu Monk continuously shifted his stance. Although he paid no attention to those hoping to take advantage of the situation nearby, he deeply admired Gu Ping's earlier display. While others were unable to see what Gu Ping was doing, Qingyu Monk could see everything clearly.
While others were silent, Gu Ping did not remain idle; his legs were constantly changing positions behind him. Just as Fu Long's attack reached him, Gu Ping completed his spellcasting with an air of confidence. Qingyu Monk believed that everything was part of Gu Ping's plan.
The pale pink light of Ming Sheng's shield was raised high by Gu Ping's legs, managing to block all the dragon claws of the Six Symbol Dragons above his head. In the astonished gazes of the crowd, a fierce Peach Pink Flame ignited behind Gu Ping. Everyone felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at Gu Ping, recalling the terrifying scene that had unfolded with Yan Dong. After all, none of them believed they could withstand an attack from the Six Symbol Dragons and emerge unscathed.
What astonished everyone even more was that Gu Ping had not only endured the assault but was also launching a counterattack, making it seem even more incredible. The crowd gasped in disbelief; this person had chosen an almost suicidal approach to combat—engaging in close-quarters melee.
Boom!
A massive collision echoed across the battlefield as Gu Ping's seemingly fragile fist collided violently with Kang Long's dragon claw. Some spectators, eager to join the fray, contemplated stepping in to take over the fight.
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