Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 234 - 223 Failure Means Death

Lu Yuming was extremely aggressive, pointing his spear at Qin Qing from afar, his fighting spirit boiling over.

At this instant, the emotions of all the onlookers were ignited.

The Third Prince, Fourth Prince, Seventh Prince, Eighth Princess, Eleventh Princess, and figures from the Hidden Dragon List like Qiao Chong, Pei Hong, Shen Gongyuan, as well as the Minister of Personnel’s son Yu Jing, Qin Hewen, Xun Zizhang, all had expressions of excitement on their faces.

Indeed, the most exciting battle always appeared at the end.

Moreover, the final battle would not only decide the victor but was also a battle of life and death.

"Junior brother... be careful!" Jiang Ruorong’s eyes were filled with worry as she looked at Qin Qing. She pulled out a Spirit Talisman from her person, "Qin Qing, take this!"

Qin Qing couldn’t help but feel moved as he sensed the mysterious fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from the Spirit Talisman Jiang Ruorong had given him.

Even the Spiritual Patterns Xu Fang had given him were not as mysterious.

Without a doubt, the grade of this Spirit Talisman was not low; it was likely not only capable of withstanding the attacks of a Nascent Soul Ancestor but even those of higher-level powerhouses might not be able to break through the defenses of the talisman.

"This..." Qin Qing hesitated, knowing that the talisman was too precious.

"Take it, junior brother. What time is it now?" Jiang Ruorong was getting a bit anxious. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Seeing her like this, Qin Qing could only accept the talisman, "Thank you, senior sister. If I can win this battle, then I will return this talisman to you..."

"You should be able to win!" Jiang Ruorong’s voice even contained a hint of sobbing; she was afraid that after this battle, she would lose this junior brother of hers.

"Junior brother! Wait... If you win this battle, your senior sister has something to tell you!" Jiang Ruorong’s gaze was resolute as if she had made up her mind.

Qin Qing was slightly startled but soon nodded with a smile.

He seemed to have guessed what his senior sister wanted to say.

"Alright, wait for me, senior sister!" Qin Qing smiled wryly, then turned around to face Lu Yuming on the platform. The smile on his face gradually faded away, replaced by an icy determination as solid as frost.

"Whoosh!"

Qin Qing leaped onto the battlefield, and at the same time, in his hand, the Azure Dragon Spear was already materializing.

"Hahaha..."

Seeing Qin Qing take the stage, Lu Yuming suddenly burst into laughter. Then, he took a step forward, and the air around seemed to solidify in that moment, a powerful oppressive force surging towards Qin Qing.

"Sweeping the Great Desolation!"

Lu Yuming’s spear swept fiercely towards Qin Qing.

"Qin Qing, this is the real Sweeping the Great Desolation. What were you doing before? It was simply an insult to the ’Great Desolation Spear Technique’!"

Lu Yuming’s voice boomed like a bell, causing Qin Qing’s eardrums to throb with pain.

This was his tactic, using his voice to distract Qin Qing, hoping to gain the upper hand.

But faced with Lu Yuming’s oppression, Qin Qing remained unmoved.

He too swung his Great Spear, meeting the sweeping attack head-on!

"Boom!"

Two full, heavy beams of spear aura collided fiercely in mid-air.

The fierce collision of spiritual power caused rampant shockwaves to sweep out, creating waves upon waves.

After the savage collision, both of them were forced back two or three steps, then steadied themselves.

"Your Sweeping the Great Desolation... is nothing special either..." Qin Qing said lightly.

"Heh, is that right?" Lu Yuming had a smirk that was not quite a smile, and in the next moment, his Martial Soul manifested directly.

His Martial Soul was actually a spear!

The pitch-black spear floated in mid-air, radiating an intimidating dark radiance as if it were swallowing all the light around it, exuding a soul-shaking power.

Lu Yuming’s Martial Soul turned out to be a spear, no wonder his spear technique was so domineering. The greatest strength of an Instrument Martial Spirit was that the martial artist would have an extraordinary intuitive understanding of the weapon that resembled their Martial Soul.

Lu Yuming was such a person in the spear arts, possessing a monstrously high talent.

This was also why he, at such a young age, was able to emerge from the Luochuan Institution and claim the title of the number one disciple.

As the Martial Soul manifested, Lu Yuming’s aura also soared to an unprecedented height.

At the same time, the spiritual power within his body was rapidly circulating, and he, at this moment, seemed even more powerful than in the previous two battles.

"Whoosh!"

He swung the long spear in his hands once again.

The spear and his Martial Soul appeared virtually identical, both dark and lusterless as if forged from black iron, suggesting that Lu Yuming had asked an Artifact Refiner to fashion it in the image of his Martial Soul.

Qin Qing’s Martial Soul also manifested.

Azure flames continuously poured out from the Dragon Ball, instantly enveloping Qin Qing in their glow.

Qin Qing, too, swung the Azure Dragon Spear, meeting the attack head-on.

"Boom boom boom..."

Both of them swung their spears at the same time, clashing repeatedly in the air.

After three consecutive collisions, the aura was overwhelming and the spiritual power surged wildly.

Lu Yuming was extremely aggressive, one spear thrust following another, seeking to crush Qin Qing with sheer momentum and force. However, Qin Qing did not give in, confronting the attack head-on, with each thrust directly challenging the sharp edge.

"You do have some skills!" Lu Yuming swung his spear in rapid succession, his fighting spirit not only undiminished but rising, his battle intent boiling over. He pointed his spear at Qin Qing, "For someone in the Divine Might Realm to withstand me like this, I refuse to believe you haven’t used some Secret Technique."

"So what if you’ve used some Forbidden Secret Technique? I’ll still use this spear to crush you down!"

Lu Yuming’s momentum was at its peak as he continuously brandished the black Great Spear in his hands.

Each of his spear movements was enormous, powerful, and heavy as if every thrust bore the might to split mountains and rivers.

"This Lu Yuming..." Even Qin Qing felt enormously strained at this moment, "Lu Yuming has fully unleashed his strength. The spiritual power blended with the Golden Core’s True Intention has caused a revolutionary change in power. I’m using Divine Might Power to resist, but it’s still not enough."

Qin Qing was clear in his mind that the source of his own strength increase was the Blood Burning Secret Technique. Because the Dragon Blood Physique had an endless ability for Qi-Blood regeneration, the Blood Burning Secret Technique did not deplete the Dragon Blood Physique, allowing his strength to undergo a massive leap.

But essentially, Qin Qing’s power was still that of Divine Might Power. He had not comprehended True Intention or condensed a Golden Core, and there was a fundamental gap between his power and that of a Golden Core True Person who had melded with True Intention.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The explosive sounds were continuous and deafening.

Lu Yuming’s attacks were ferocious and domineering. The black Great Spear spun out streaks of dark spear lights, obscuring the sky and sun.

"Hahaha... Qin Qing, is that all you’ve got?"

Lu Yuming forcefully smashed down with the black Great Spear in his hand.

"Bang!"

Qin Qing raised his spear to meet it, but the violent force promptly sent him flying back more than a dozen yards.

"Too weak! You’re too weak! Come on, fight back!"

Lu Yuming kept swinging his spear, shouting aloud all the while.

He was full of vigor, and as the black Great Spear Martial Soul emitted a faint black light surrounding him, Lu Yuming seemed like a War God of the dark night.

Below the battle stage, Jiang Ruorong clenched her fists tightly, her eyes full of worry.

Similarly, Liu Hongxue silently focused, her heart feeling as if it was being tugged along.

The Third Prince said nothing, silently watching the battle on the stage, his eyes flickering as if deep in thought.

On the side of the Seventh Prince, the smiles on the faces of several people were even more pronounced.

"Haha, this Qin Qing, that’s all there is to him. He hadn’t encountered a true expert before, and with some luck, he managed to make it to the final round." Lu Yu’an’s face was full of disdain and ridicule: "I don’t understand what the Third Prince was thinking, choosing such a piece of trash over me! Hehe..."

"The Third Prince has made a momentary blunder," Sikong Tu said with a schadenfreude expression, "This Qin Qing can’t even contend with Young Master Lu, and in front of you, Young Master Yu’an, he’s nothing."

Lu Yu’an snorted disdainfully, "Comparing him to me? Does he even qualify for that? That’s an insult to me!"

"Haha, Young Master Yu’an is absolutely right!" Qin Yun also laughed, seemingly with much of the anger caused by Qin Qing’s earlier confrontation dissipated, "Qin Qing is as good as dead. This is a life-and-death battle, with no outcome other than death or victory!"

At this moment, the situation on the battle stage made almost everyone believe that Qin Qing had no chance of winning...

And defeat meant death!