The Legend of the Dragon King (Web Novel)
chapter-1039

Tang Wulin believed that his opponent must have studied his battle recordings. If that were the case, then he must know about his strength. He would not have opted for a head-to-head battle with him.

His opponent's spear techniques were too fast. They were so swift that Tang Wulin was unable to dodge them completely even after using his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. A mecha was a mecha, after all. It was not as nimble as the human body. He was still hit by a few strikes from his opponent's spear. However, even when he was hit, he also managed to land some blows on his opponent's mecha with his own spear. As for whether his attacks would have a great impact, that depended on his opponent's choices. This was known as attacking the enemy where the enemy would have to reinforce.

After so many days of mecha battles, Tang Wulin's had much more combat experience than before. In crucial moments such as this, he would not hold back.

As expected, mecha Number Sixty-eight had reacted the moment he heard the loud whipping sound when Tang Wulin's spear came at him. He had his mecha leap backward while simultaneously raising his spear vertically. He first dodged Tang Wulin's attack before stabbing his spear into the ground.

There was a flash of icy blue light, gone as quick as it had arrived. The ground beneath Tang Wulin's feet immediately turned into a slippery surface of ice. That was right, a surface made of ice. This was terrain on which mechas would be difficult to maneuver in. The opponent's mecha had already used the opportunity to fly into the air. He scattered densely packed spears of light from the skies, seemingly covering every escape route Tang Wulin could have used.

The surface of the ground was frozen. Standing still was not a problem, but any movement would definitely be hindered. Meanwhile, millions of phantom spears fell from above, and the sky itself was filled with the spear's energy. It forced Tang Wulin's mecha to stay grounded. It must be said that this tactic of Number Sixty-eight was merciless. If it succeeded, it would give him a great advantage at the very least.

Tang Wulin frowned slightly as he squatted down with his mecha, reducing his target area. Meanwhile, he thrust his spear skyward. This was just a normal strike, without emitting his spear's energy.

A deafening tearing sound erupted in the air. A beam of platinum light that seemed to penetrate the vault of heaven shot forth from the tip of Tang Wulin's spear.

The powerful Spear's Consciousness was mixed with a dense blood essence shockwave, making the most of such a domineering attack.

Number Sixty-eight was shocked. When he saw Tang Wulin's mecha squatting down, he had assumed that Tang Wulin had wanted to minimize his surface area and lessen the damage that he took. That was why he fired more shots with increasing intensity. However, he did not expect his opponent to be able to perform such a powerful technique while squatting.

It was a trick!

Without a doubt, the squatting action was not necessary. Tang Wulin could easily counter his opponent's attack with one of his own. However, he chose to get into a defensive position in order to trick Number Sixty-eight into continuing his attacks. If his mecha was occupied with an attack, it would be difficult for him to switch to another skill halfway.

It appeared that Tang Wulin was at a disadvantage in terms of techniques, speed, and reaction time. However, this simple action of squatting down had shown Number Sixty-eight that the actual combat techniques of this opponent before him were definitely not inferior to his own.

He focused his spirits inwardly and an icy blue mirror suddenly appeared in the sky. The mirror refracted the shadows shot out from Tang Wulin's spear's light. When his spear hit the mirror, Tang Wulin felt the tip slide and his powerful, sure-hit strike was deflected to the side by that icy surface, much to his surprise. The spear's light shot out by mecha Number Sixty-eight also reached Tang Wulin's mecha, but its aura and strength were much weaker than before.

Yang Wulin's mecha Number Sixty-six reacted by making a fist with his left hand and aimed a punch at his opponent.

The blow appeared extremely simple, but as he threw the punch, there was a terrifying blast of overwhelming power. This was Tang Wulin's own blood essence power bursting from his body.

The air exploded into a huge ball of gas which forcibly blocked the falling spear's light. Although Tang Wulin's mecha was covered in a layer of ice, mecha Number Sixty-eight also reeled backward despite himself and dropped to the ground far away.

The clash between the two opponents had been extremely heated from the start. Tang Wulin's mecha Number Sixty-six sprung back to its feet from its squatting position. It flew across the icy surface of the ground and dropped lightly on the unfrozen parts. The ice on its body had been melted by his dense blood essence power.

They were evenly matched!

In the process of the initial collision, neither had truly gained the upper hand. However, they both had unleashed the strengths in which they were good at.

Tang Wulin slowly raised his spear, as it pulsated with energy. His opponent did the same and they faced each other again. Though they were being cautious, the will to battle of the two fighters surged madly as well.

Faint ripples of energy arose around the two mechas. Without a doubt, they were stockpiling their energy. The next attack would definitely be earth-shattering and heaven-battering.

The commentators were so anxious that they were speechless. This was the final match of the group competitions. This would decide the groups' victor and it was undoubtedly the most exciting match. It was broadcast live throughout the network.

Number Sixty-six and Number Sixty-eight did not disappoint the spectators. The opening collision had displayed their power to the audience.

These were only standard mechas! Anyone who had used a mecha before had experienced what operating standard mechas were like. However, under the control of different mecha masters, the same mecha could display surprisingly powerful strength. This had given hope to many mecha masters who were not gifted with natural talents. Standard mechas could also be this formidable!

Tang Wulin drew a deep breath and thought back to his opponent's spearing technique. At the same time, he felt his own Spear's Consciousness. Gradually, he felt as if he was no longer operating a mecha, but actually doing the fighting himself.

Becoming one with the mecha! Yes, Ling Wuyue had told him about this condition before. Ling Wuyue's actual words were, "If you want to be an Ace Mecha Master, the first thing you must do is become one with your mecha!" Only when the mecha master felt that the mecha was himself could he truly bring out every ounce of its ability. It was only then that he could completely merge his own abilities with the mecha.

As if with tacit agreement, the two mechas moved at the same time. They had engaged their thrusters simultaneously and raised their speed to the maximum. Their spears were pointed forward as they charged forward with an indomitable will.

Number Sixty-eight's mecha was already completely icy blue in color. There were even icicles formed on the surface of his mecha. Tang Wulin's mecha, on the other hand, was a brilliant gold. The two mechas, which were clearly no longer standard mechas, seemed to reach each other in an instant.

Charging at maximum speed, they held out their spears, simple and unadorned.

Number Sixty-eight's spear was also entirely ice-blue with countless icicles spreading out from behind it. Then, they exploded with a loud bang. It resembled millions of ice spears bursting forth, like a blossoming ice flower.

Tang Wulin's spear, on the other hand, split into two, then the two split into three, and the three split into an infinite amount. An untold number of Bluesilver Emperor vines turned into spears and rapidly shot forth. Every vine brought with them a dense blood essence power and the extremely vigorous Spear's Consciousness within his heart.

Each Bluesilver Emperor vine that stabbed out doubled back to the center in an instant. They merged with the mecha's spear as the Thousand Accusing Fingers!

In the face of the powerful pressure his opponent had put him under, Tang Wulin had unleashed the Thousand Accusing Fingers again. It was not a true skill, but from his current understanding, he merged his Bluesilver Emperor and the mecha's spear into one.

The instant every Bluesilver Emperor vine touched the mecha's spear, they would naturally coil around it. It made the spear thicker, heavier, and more solid. The Spear's Consciousness and spear's light would merge into the spear before returning to him. This made Tang Wulin's standard mecha shine with even greater brilliance.

Number Sixty-eight now looked like a cold ice flower in full blossom. Tang Wulin, on the other hand, looked like he was spinning a giant cone.

Without a doubt, these were both attacks that wagered everything in one hit. They had infused all of their strengths into these attacks.

In an unavoidable confrontation, the hero shall win!

The spectators could not help but hold their breaths. Nobody expected that such a battle would be decided in such a short time. The main reason Tang Wulin and Number Sixty-eight chose to end it this way was that they understood that their opponents were very powerful. When they were faced with such an opponent, how could they not use their peak combat strengths for their attacks?

This was a contest of strength, aura, understanding of Spear's Consciousness, and their hidden abilities!

They collided. The ice flower and the spinning golden cone clashed.

Both parties paused momentarily, which seemed to have made the spectators' and commentators' hearts skip a beat.

In the next instant, a beam of golden light shone from behind the ice flower. Shortly after, the golden cone clearly charged forward. The great ice flower was instantly blasted to pieces which scattered everywhere.

What a magnificent and breathtaking scene it was!

"Number Sixty-six wins!"

Cheers that sounded like echoing mountains and roaring seas resounded throughout the entire stadium after three seconds. There were countless viewers cheering their hearts out in front of their soul screens.