Chapter 642 - A Clash of Auras

He has unparalleled talent like Master En Ci, 

thought Dai Tianling,

and that’s one more reason we can’t lose this match. If he lost, the public esteem of the Monster Academy would drop significantly.

A serious expression dawned on Yue Zhengyu’s face the moment he entered the stage. He suddenly felt as if in front of him stood not a human but a mountain. Long Yue’s power frightened him, the way his laughter had done when he shook Tang Wulin’s hand. He had seen Tang Wulin’s strength, which was even on par with that of Yuanen Yehui’s Devil Titan; yet strong as Tang Wulin was, he had been defeated by Long Yue the other day in their strength battle disguised as a handshake.

Just how strong is this man? 

wondered Yue Zhengyu.

Long Yue was smiling his relaxed smile, like he had done in all his other matches.

The referee looked at Long Yue, and then at Yue Zhengyu. As a citizen of the Star Luo Empire, he naturally wanted Long Yue to win, but honor bound him to supervise the match without bias.

“Begin!” the referee shouted.

This was Long Yue’s first time to fight a student from the Shrek Academy.

Yue Zhengyu shot out his holy aura towards Long Yue right away. His body started shining with brilliant golden light, which quickly turned into high flames of light dancing around him, his eyes a resplendent golden.

A look of surprise flashed across Long Yue’s eyes; he lifted an eyebrow.

Not bad. I should have expected that from a student of the Shrek Academy. 

Then he crossed his arms and met Yue Zhengyu’s aura attack with his own.

Boom! Even the stage shook a little when their auras crashed together. But Long Yue’s aura quickly overpowered that of Yue Zhengyu, flooded forward, and bore down on his opponent.

Yue Zhengyu felt a massive pressure weighting down on him. He gave a muffled grunt of effort, the golden flames of light around him dancing wildly. When he was about to be forced to fall back a step due to Long Yue’s aura, his four soul rings appeared, and a golden beam of holy light shot up into the sky and saved him from taking that shameful step.

Such a terrifying aura! The pressure is making me barely able to breathe!

When Yue Zhengyu was meditating in the waiting area, he had thought over how to maximize his chance of beating Long Yue. He had been well aware that taking on such a powerful opponent as the head of the Monster Eight Kings without a plan would be as good as committing suicide. So he had come up with the plan to surprise attack him with his aura to create a window of opportunity or something. Yet he hadn’t expected Long Yue to possess such powerful aura, and now his plan seemed to have backfired.

Their auras had been blocked by the barrier around the stage, so the audience could only assess the situation using their eyes, and all they were able to see were Yue Zhengyu’s fancy golden flames of light and the dazzling light beam. They were starting to get a little worried, since as far as they could tell, Long Yue was just standing there doing nothing.

Tang Wulin was staring intently at the screen in his waiting area. When he saw the golden flames of light over Yue Zhengyu moving so violently, he frowned.

Long Yue’s aura is so strong!

Yue Zhengyu took a deep breath, his chest rising, the golden flames of light growing higher. He unfurled his wings and flapped them, making his holy aura get stronger, and with the help of the beam of holy light, he was now able to withstand Long Yue’s aura.

A smile touched the corners of Long Yue’s mouth while he was still standing there with his arms crossed. He moved the index finger of his right hand.

Boom!

A fresh wave of pressure hit Yue Zhengyu, and he suddenly felt as if he had been placed deep in the ocean. The tremendous pressure delivered by Long Yue was almost unbearable; even the beam of holy light was about to disappear.

Yue Zhengyu raised his right hand with a shout, his second soul ring shining, his holy sword manifesting in his hand.

He clutched the brilliant sword with both hands and brought it down hard, cutting Long Yue’s aura in half.

Then something started coming out of his body with white light – his right gauntlet, right pauldron, left gauntlet, left pauldron, and breastplate. Five pieces of battle armor, white as jade and with golden patterns on them, covered Yue Zhengyu’s body. Suddenly, the waning power of his aura surged up again.

Long Yue’s eyes went wide.

“No way! I can’t believe someone has managed to make one-word battle armor with spirit alloys!” Fang’er said at her VIP table, shocked.

“In case you don’t know what’s so special about Yue Zhengyu’s battle armor, let me explain it to you: normal one-word battle armor can’t fuse with one’s body, so one has to store it in a bracelet or something. But putting it on takes time, and that’s a big flaw. Tang Wulin took advantage of this flaw and prevented Hua Lantang from using his battle armor.

“However, the battle armor on Yue Zhengyu is very different. To be sure, it’s one-word battle armor, but because of its special material, it has fused with his body like two-word battle armor.

“This kind of one-word battle armor is stronger. More importantly, it can be upgraded to two-word battle armor. Using spirit alloys to make one-word battle armor is really extravagant.”

Yue Zhengyu and Yuanen Yehui had gotten the spirit alloys from Tang Wulin, and then they had designed and made their battle armor by themselves, so even Tang Wulin hadn’t known Yue Zhengyu had already possessed five pieces of one-word battle armor.

With his battle armor and his powerful martial soul, he might have a chance of beating Long Yue, 

thought Tang Wulin.

With the aid of his battle armor, Yue Zhengyu had finally managed to overpower Long Yue’s aura. He flapped his wings and shot towards Long Yue like a speeding golden arrow, and an instant later, he was upon Long Yue. He brought his holy sword down as a beam of holy light danced around it.

Long Yue jerked up his right hand.

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