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"Bone Dragon True Form?" Chen Xuan was stunned, looking up at the skeletal dragon in the sky.

High above, the wyvern was entirely black, its body made of bones without a trace of flesh—pure skeletal remains.

"This is the Martial Soul True Form?" Chen Xuan was surprised but hadn't thought in this direction.

The black dragon in the sky, with its sinister black bones, resembled an enlarged version of a wyvern, roughly the size of a house. In terms of stature, it felt somewhat small.

Initially, Chen Xuan thought it was just a soul skill, not expecting it to be the Martial Soul True Form. Compared to Flender's, it indeed lacked some majesty and dominance.

"Is that... the support from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?" he muttered in astonishment, watching as several colorful streaks of light flew into Gu Rong's body.

In an instant, Bone Douluo's aura surged dramatically, his soul power thickening, with both offense and defense boosted by 70%, greatly enhancing his strength.

At this moment, even when facing two opponents of the same level, he could stand undefeated.

"This is getting boring," Chen Xuan thought, well aware of the terrifying amplification effects of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. It could restore a person's strength to over 70% in an instant.

More importantly, he hadn't expected Ning Fengzhi to intervene in this battle, effectively turning it into a two-on-one fight.

"Are they forcing me to strike against a support Soul Saint?"

"Chen Xuan, prepare to die!" Bone Douluo roared from above, his strength greatly enhanced by the amplification.

Three soul rings lit up beneath his feet as he activated three powerful soul skills simultaneously, unafraid of soul power consumption thanks to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Chen Xuan wasn't worried about consumption either. Within him, the strange fruit tree continuously restored his soul power and chakra. In peak condition, it was uncertain who had more endurance.

"First Soul Skill: Bone Dragon Thrust!"

"Third Soul Skill: Bone Dragon's Might!" Gu Rong bellowed, his soul power surging as he unleashed two instant-cast soul skills.

Using these skills in his Martial Soul True Form doubled their power, making them even stronger than before.

Chen Xuan glanced down as the ground within ten meters suddenly burst open, with black bone spikes shooting upward, attacking him from all directions.

This ability surpassed even instant-cast skills, allowing him to strike from hundreds of meters above.

Swish!

Chen Xuan flashed, transforming into a golden streak and vanishing from his original spot.

Slash!

Dozens of bone spikes converged where he'd been, piercing a massive boulder nearby until it shattered into fragments.

Reappearing a hundred meters away, Chen Xuan landed beside a kunai, maintaining a safe distance.

"As expected of a Super Douluo. Without my pre-set miniature spatial field, I wouldn't have dodged that." He picked up the kunai embedded in the ground.

The bone spike attack was a wide-area soul skill, dense enough to overwhelm agility-type soul masters. If he'd tried to escape with speed alone, he would've been intercepted and impaled.

Looking up at the skeletal dragon above, Chen Xuan taunted, "Bone Elder, hiding in the sky? How about coming down for a real fight?"

Aerial combat was inconvenient for him, so if provocation could lure his opponent down, he'd gladly take the chance.

"You call yourself a genius, yet you can't even fly?" Gu Rong sneered, unaffected by the provocation.

Activating another soul skill, a black soul ring lit up beneath him.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Bone Dragon Phantoms!"

The black skeletal wyvern in the sky rippled with energy, suddenly splitting into six identical bone dragons.

These were Gu Rong's phantom clones, each possessing 80% of the original's power—terrifyingly strong.

"You're not the only one who can clone." Chen Xuan formed hand seals, and with several puffs of white smoke, five identical shadow clones appeared beside him.

Though shadow clones dissipated upon taking damage, they retained 100% of his combat power, limited only by his chakra.

"Do you think your weak little clones can compete with mine?" Bone Douluo scoffed, dismissing Chen Xuan's technique as inferior.

The bone dragon clones, guided by Gu Rong's will, relentlessly pursued their targets until they hit.

However, Chen Xuan had no intention of running. His five clones surrounded him as he gathered power.

"Face reality, brat!" Gu Rong commanded, sending the six bone dragons into a furious dive.

Roaring ferociously, the dragons descended with overwhelming momentum.

Instead of retreating, Chen Xuan and his clones leapt to meet them head-on.

Suddenly, fierce winds erupted without warning, spiraling with intense chakra. Six brilliant blue lights flared.

"Wind Style: Super Giant Rasengan!"

At the last moment, six massive chakra spheres materialized, each as large as a water tank, colliding with the bone dragons.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions rocked the sky, winds howling as the bone dragons disintegrated under the violent energy, bursting into dazzling fragments.

Chen Xuan descended from the storm's center, landing steadily and brushing bone dust off his shoulders.

"Your bone dragon clones aren't impressive," he remarked, unscathed and in great condition. The dissipated clones returned their unused chakra to him, barely consuming any energy.

In contrast, Bone Douluo had expended 60% of his soul power summoning the clones.

Gu Rong's face darkened. This was the same soul skill he'd used to defeat multiple Title Douluo in the past, yet today, it was shattered by mere blue spheres.

He didn't know that Chen Xuan had infused natural energy from his unique fruit tree into the Super Giant Rasengan, vastly amplifying its power.

Normally, after such a drain, Gu Rong would be doomed. However, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification allowed him to recover quickly.

"Chen Xuan, I admit I underestimated you. You're even better than Tang San. But this game ends now."

Suddenly, Gu Rong's expression darkened, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Surrender now, and nothing more will happen. Resist, and you'll die."

His aura surged again as another black soul ring lit up, dark soul power enveloping him like a sinister fog.

"Is that a threat?" Chen Xuan chuckled, happy to stall for time as his ocular power had nearly recovered.

Just as Gu Rong prepared to unleash his ninth soul skill, something unexpected happened—his surging soul power abruptly vanished, the black mist dissipating instantly.

He staggered, almost falling off his bone dragon.

"What's going on? Fengzhi!" he shouted, realizing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support had ceased. Something must've happened to Ning Fengzhi.

Panic gripped him. Capturing Chen Xuan was secondary—if Ning Fengzhi was harmed, he couldn't face the consequences.

Without hesitation, Bone Douluo tried to flee.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Chen Xuan didn't overthink it. Seeing Gu Rong retreat, he assumed he was preparing another sinister move.

Boom!

Chen Xuan crouched slightly, channeling natural energy. The ground beneath him collapsed, debris flying as he shot upward at four times the speed of sound, breaking the sound barrier and instantly reaching the bone dragon.

Punch after punch landed like thunder, shattering the enlarged wyvern's body until it nearly disintegrated.

"Get lost!" Gu Rong roared, unleashing more soul skills to repel Chen Xuan.

But Chen Xuan was relentless, forming another massive blue sphere and slamming it down.

Boom!

The black bone dragon exploded in mid-air, fragments raining down.

As Chen Xuan fell, he created a shadow clone mid-air, stepping on its back to propel himself sideways.

Lightning crackled around him as he closed in on Bone Douluo, landing a powerful punch.

Gu Rong activated his second soul skill, Ancient Dragon Armor, but still coughed blood from the impact, his organs jostled painfully.

Chen Xuan continued the assault, not giving him a chance to recover.

Blood trickled from Gu Rong's mouth as Chen Xuan's punches blurred into afterimages, pounding his armor and forcing him to cough up more blood.

"Get off me!" Gu Rong roared, unleashing a burst of soul power that sent Chen Xuan flying.

But before he could escape, Chen Xuan reappeared, grabbing his ankle and slamming him into the ground.

"Always running, huh?" Chen Xuan finally sensed something was off. Moments ago, Gu Rong wanted him dead, and now he was desperate to flee.

Thinking back, he realized it started after Ning Fengzhi's situation changed.

"Relax, Ning Sect Master is fine. I just knocked them out," Chen Xuan explained.

Gu Rong froze, disbelief etched on his face.

"Impossible! How could you have the time?!" he demanded but quickly recalled Chen Xuan's shadow clones and accepted the possibility.

"What do you want?!" Gu Rong gritted his teeth, realizing he had to comply with Chen Xuan's demands.

Chen Xuan was puzzled. "What do I want? This battle is over. Just tell the truth about the outcome."

He hadn't wanted to fight in the first place but knew defeating a Super Douluo would serve as a deterrent, protecting his loved ones from future threats.

"Are you serious?" Gu Rong's face darkened, feeling humiliated to admit defeat to a kid.

But with Ning Fengzhi involved, he had no choice.

"Fine, I agree. But remember this—you owe the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and one day, you'll repay it!" Gu Rong spat, turning to leave.

Chen Xuan sighed, bewildered by the drama.

With Shrek Academy destroyed, there was no reason to linger. He'd return to the palace.

His shadow clone had already escorted Jiang Zhu away from the academy, allowing him to fight without distractions.

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