Chapter 81

The cold pond exploded, the waterfall flowed backward, and the gray dragon rose into the air, enraged, roaring continuously.

It discovered Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun on the opposite side, its eyes filled with overwhelming fury. These two insignificant humans had disturbed its sleep, awakening it from a beautiful dream, an unforgivable sin.

The gray dragon's body turned, and its massive form, like a gray mountain, rushed toward Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun, its eyes glowing with a bloodthirsty crimson light, determined to crush them into meat paste.

Tang Gu's expression changed slightly. Ning Qingjun had seen this gray dragon before, but he had not. Although he had expected the gray dragon to be powerful, he did not anticipate it to be so astonishing.

The gray dragon's body rapidly enlarged in his eyes, appearing like a mountain, filling the sky. Apart from that, nothing else could be seen, and even the cold light reflecting from its scales could be faintly discerned.

The dragon's body was upon them in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun had no other thoughts but to retreat.

They exchanged a glance, nodded, and instantly, Tang Gu channeled all his power into Ning Qingjun. A green light flashed, and Ning Qingjun's aura surged. Then, she pulled Tang Gu, and with a strange step, they lightly flashed to the side, evading the attack.

The gray dragon, missing its target, roared even louder. Its body stretched out in the air, coiling and uncoiling, its long body stretching for dozens of yards, covered in gray scales like iron, emitting a chilling cold.

Enraged, the gray dragon opened its massive mouth, as if a huge bag had split open on the ground. Endless foul wind and red mist spewed from its mouth, rushing toward Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun, trying to swallow them whole.

Sand and stones flew up instantly, a strange foul wind blew, making the two stagger, their bodies shaking. Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun held their breath, forced to retreat continuously.

The powerful aura emanating from the gray dragon's body made their faces pale. Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun stood hand in hand, enduring the discomfort, a layer of green light flowing between their arms, countering the immense pressure.

However, the gray dragon's speed was even more astonishing than expected. This time, Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun's speed was slightly insufficient. A cold light flashed in Ning Qingjun's eyes. Seeing no way to avoid the attack, she raised her right arm and drew her sword in an instant.

Behind her, the green long sword "zing" flew out. Ning Qingjun made a sword gesture in the air, and a strange sound echoed in the air.

"Chop!"

It was the secret technique of the martial academy, the Lingfeng Heavy Sword. The first time Tang Gu saw it, she was still unfamiliar with it. Now, after so long, she had mastered it completely, on par with the Drifting Sword.

The sound was deafening, and layers of lotus-like sword light collided with the gray dragon's claws in mid-air. Ning Qingjun's body shook violently, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and she staggered back.

One strike, just the claw force, was enough to show that even Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun together were no match for the gray dragon.

The gray dragon opened its mouth again, aiming to engulf the two. They felt a dark shadow before their eyes, almost completely enveloped, and the foul dampness made Ning Qingjun's face pale.

She lightly bit her lip, a determined look in her eyes, and a faint silver light enveloped her body.

In the next moment, her strength surged. She swung her long sword, and six cold lights shot out, transforming into six strange green talismans, floating in the air, rushing toward the gray dragon's mouth.

Like the Drifting Sword and the Soft Sword, this sword technique was also one of the six secret techniques of the martial academy, a second-grade high-level technique, the Six Great Bright Sword Technique!

With her enhanced strength, the Six Great Bright Sword Technique was even more powerful.

However, the gray dragon, with a disdainful snort, "crunch, crunch..." swallowed all the strange green talismans in a few bites, then crushed them, causing the green long sword to fall, its light dimming, and its spirit greatly diminished.

Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun were stunned, not expecting the gray dragon to be so ferocious. In the critical moment, Ning Qingjun's body suddenly spun, pulling Tang Gu, and they rolled out of the gray dragon's mouth.

Then, Ning Qingjun discarded her sword, and her ten fingers moved like the wind.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

She struck up and down, her fingers as clear as jade, yet sharp beyond belief. Wherever they passed, the air was scorched, emitting red smoke.

"Second-grade supreme technique, White Hand Blade Technique!"

Ten finger strikes flew out, hitting a row of teeth in the gray dragon's mouth, causing sparks to fly, the gums to loosen, and several teeth to fall out, blood gushing.

The pain from the toothache made the gray dragon furious, and it began to strike the ground wildly, creating waves and flying debris. Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun, unable to dodge in time, were hit by several green stones, causing them to bleed and feel intense pain.

The gray dragon's body spun, and its long tail, like a mountain, swung toward them. If it hit, even a god could not save them.

Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun's faces changed, and they had no choice but to let go, rolling to the sides. Although they avoided the attack, their situation became even more dangerous.

At this moment, one was at the second level, and the other at the third. If the gray dragon even grazed them, they would either die or be severely injured.

In a flash, the gray dragon, missing its target, spun again, its fierce red eyes fixed on the two below, emitting a murderous aura.

Then, it locked onto Ning Qingjun, who had knocked out several of its teeth. The dragon's tail rose high and then, like an iron whip, struck down at Ning Qingjun.

Ning Qingjun, exhausted from the separation of their combined strength, felt a wave of weakness and could not move to dodge.

At this moment, a white figure pounced, grabbing her and rolling away. The gray dragon's tail missed them but grazed the white figure, causing it to spurt blood and turn pale.

It was Tang Gu!

The two stood up, and Ning Qingjun, pulling Tang Gu, looked at him with a complex expression: "You!"

Tang Gu shook his head, suppressing the boiling blood in his chest, and turned his head. The gray dragon attacked again, and his face changed. "No time to talk, let's combine our strength again!"

Ning Qingjun nodded, and their hands joined again. Green light flowed from Tang Gu into Ning Qingjun, and the weakness she felt disappeared, her strength returning.

A fierce look flashed in her eyes, and she summoned the green long sword, which had lost its spirit, back into her hand.

She shook the sword, and several sword flowers flew out, each emitting a strange light, transforming into green flames that floated toward the gray dragon's body.

The sound of the flames breaking through the air was clear, leaving visible scorch marks in the air.

"Thud!"

The sound of sizzling meat came from the gray dragon's body, and instantly, several transparent holes appeared. Ning Qingjun's attack had inflicted an incredible wound on the gray dragon.

The gray dragon roared, opened its mouth, and several red-black spheres shot toward Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun, using a killing technique.

Ning Qingjun, seeing this, pulled Tang Gu, waved her hand, and a thin mist appeared, then they vanished in the mist, reappearing above the cold pond.

The gray dragon, unwilling to let them go, followed, splashing the water as it landed. Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun, hand in hand, floated and spun in the air like two graceful white butterflies, engaging the gray dragon in battle.

After a while, their energy was depleting rapidly, and it was clear they would soon be defeated. At this moment, although Tang Gu had lost his strength, his movements were not restricted.

He suddenly raised his eyes, and a powerful soul force condensed, transforming into two pale blue sword lights that curved and flew out, instantly striking the gray dragon's eyes.

"Ah!"

A muffled groan, the gray dragon felt intense pain, its vision darkening, almost falling from the sky. It was Tang Gu, seizing the opportunity, using an ancient soul technique to disrupt its thoughts, regardless of the danger to himself.

Although Ning Qingjun did not understand why the gray dragon suddenly changed, she did not hesitate to seize the opportunity. The green sword light in her hand intensified, and she struck six times in quick succession.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

Large blood holes formed in the gray dragon's body, blood flowing out. At the same time, a green silk blade shot out from Tang Gu's sleeve, piercing the gray dragon's left eye again.

A small blood-red hole appeared, and the gray dragon, in intense pain, let out a piercing scream, its left eye blinded by blood.

In a panic, it struck wildly around, jumping up and down. Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun quickly dodged, fearing that if they were hit by the mad gray dragon's tail, they would be reduced to a puddle of mud.

The gray dragon, missing its target several times, once flew near the stone wall. Its tail struck the wall behind the cold pond with a "slap."

"Thud!"

A dull sound, dust falling, the entire wall, as if hit by an earthquake, shattered, revealing an old stone room glowing with green light.

Behind the wall, it was hollow!

This sudden event shocked Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun. They looked at each other, neither expecting this turn of events.

However, this was not the time to investigate. Tang Gu gently pulled Ning Qingjun, and the silk blade shot out again, causing a spray of blood, completely blinding the gray dragon's left eye.

Tang Gu signaled Ning Qingjun to channel all her strength into him. Ning Qingjun, seeing Tang Gu's skills, which were no less than hers, and his various secret techniques, trusted him completely. She immediately channeled all her strength into Tang Gu.

A powerful feeling surged in Tang Gu's heart. Restored to the fifth level of qi, Tang Gu's confidence soared. In a swift movement, he positioned himself below the gray dragon's head.

Seizing the opportunity, "thud!" the silk blade shot out again, transforming into a green light and instantly piercing the gray dragon's remaining right eye.

Another spray of blood, and the battle was over. Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun, flying above the pond, watched as the gray dragon, after a series of wild strikes, finally bled out and fell into the depths of the cold pond, dead.

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