Chapter 1146: Corrosive Quirong |
TL: GoldenLung
Shao Xiu's short dragon wings were sufficient for gliding. Her head was exceptionally large, somewhat resembling a Tyrannosaurus rex from the Doulo continent, but her tail was thicker and sturdier than that of a T-Rex. At the end of her tail grew a spiked club a full two meters in diameter; being struck by it would certainly be unpleasant. Her limbs were all very robust, and her dragon claws were especially massive. While others flew to ascend the Rising Dragon Platform, she climbed. Relying on her formidable physique, she managed to climb up, completed the dragon ascent, and then stood out with her own immense strength to advance into the round-robin tournament. Huang Yuanlang’s assessment of her was: "You must be careful of her tail, and her dragon breath."
Lan Xuanyu remained in human form. In the face of her colossal body, he appeared so tiny.
"I am not the weakling from yesterday. I will definitely defeat you."
Shao Xiu’s enormous dragon head slowly lowered, glaring fiercely at Lan Xuanyu. She had no horns on her head, but there was a large bulge on her forehead, which was the thickest part of her scales. Her entire body was covered in dull, rust-colored dark yellow scales. In terms of appearance, she was not truly beautiful, but the fierce and malevolent aura she emitted was in no way inferior to that of a Higher Dragon.
"Begin." Ten matches started simultaneously.
Shao Xiu let out a sudden roar. The thick scales on her forehead suddenly lit up. Her body, which had initially seemed covered in rust, abruptly turned translucent, radiating a golden-yellow light, far more brilliant than before, beyond comparison.
Opening her mouth wide, she spat a stream of dark yellow dragon breath directly at Lan Xuanyu. The dragon breath was clearly foul-smelling and emitted an extremely terrifying energy fluctuation. Corrosive dragon breath, capable of melting gold and iron! After her evolution, Shao Xiu was known as the Corrosive Quirong.
Lan Xuanyu lightly tapped the ground with his toes. His Divine Dragon Armor covered his entire body, and he drifted away like a wisp of smoke, slipping past one side of the dragon breath.
While startled, Lan Xuanyu released his bloodline power. A layer of hazy golden light immediately spread outward through his Divine Dragon Armor. A series of harsh, piercing sounds followed. Although most of the corrosive effect of the dragon breath was neutralized, the tremendous impact forced him down from the air, landing off to the side. Shao Xiu had clearly prepared thoroughly for this battle.
The moment after spewing her dragon breath, her massive body pivoted halfway, and her tail swept across. The giant spiked club whipped toward Lan Xuanyu’s body.
Lan Xuanyu frowned slightly. His dragon lance leaped into his hand, and the wings on his back spread open as he executed an agile turn midair. Flapping his wings, he accelerated again, dodging in a new direction and evading the tail under what seemed nearly impossible circumstances.
Another stream of dragon breath came spraying, covering the path Lan Xuanyu had to take to evade. At the same time, the spiked club on Shao Xiu’s tail suddenly lit up. The golden-yellow spikes on it shot out, first scattering in all directions, then homing in on Lan Xuanyu, clearly under her spiritual control. Whether with her breath or her tail attack, Shao Xiu held nothing back, adopting a frantic, all-out fighting stance.
It seemed Lan Xuanyu had no chance to evade—at least, that was how it appeared to Shao Xiu. She believed that the only way for Lan Xuanyu to withstand this was to immediately reveal his true form and use his dragon body to resist with all his might. So, after launching her attack, her huge body lunged toward Lan Xuanyu, her dragon claws reaching out in the air. Once Lan Xuanyu revealed his true form, she would pounce on him directly. Shao Xiu belonged to that type of dragon clan with explosive combat power, especially excelling at mid-range combat. An arena-like battlefield suited her best.
Seeing Shao Xiu unleashing her full power, even the observing Higher Dragons in her group couldn’t help but frown slightly. They were all thinking: if they faced such an attack from Shao Xiu, how should they respond?
Xu Yanmo watched the match intently. He knew Shao Xiu, and he also wanted to see how Lan would handle such a situation. Shao Xiu’s explosive attacks were very troublesome. Even for a Higher Dragon, it was difficult to emerge unscathed from a confrontation with her. Throughout the battle, Shao Xiu always fought with a sense of desperation, which was how she stood out among the Intermediate Dragons.
Just then, a ball of dazzling golden light exploded in Combat Zone Three. The brilliant display made it impossible not to notice. The golden light shattered, transforming into tens of thousands of golden beams shooting outward. Those fine golden rays resembled a golden rain bursting forth in the air, magnificent to behold. The scattered corrosive dragon breath strands and the sharp spikes silently disappeared midair under the coverage of the golden light, with only the corrosive breath that had not reached Lan Xuanyu’s body falling to the ground. Was this pure lance technique? Xu Yanmo’s pupils contracted sharply.
At that moment, the tens of thousands of golden beams began to converge. The scattered golden light coalesced toward the center, eventually condensing into a single point that instantly arrived before Shao Xiu. Against an opponent who sought to kill him, Lan Xuanyu naturally held nothing back.
At the critical moment, Shao Xiu abruptly lowered her head, using her hardest skull, the most heavily armored part of her body, to withstand this magnificent lance strike.
"Puff!" The lance point struck. The bloodline vortex within Lan Xuanyu’s body abruptly spun violently. His hand trembled slightly, and the radiance at the lance tip grew noticeably more brilliant.
"Show mercy!" The moment the lance tip lit up, the referee shouted loudly, simultaneously flashing into the arena. But it was too late.
"Puff—" The long lance pierced that hard, thick skull. Shao Xiu’s massive body instantly stiffened, and the light in her eyes visibly faded with remarkable speed. Lan Xuanyu lifted his dragon lance, using his slender body to hoist the dragon, over forty meters long, onto the lance tip.
The referee halted mid-step, as there was no point in entering anymore. Shao Xiu had been struck by Lan in such an overbearing manner; there was no possibility of survival. Shao Xiu had fallen.
Lan Xuanyu gazed intently at the referee. "She tried to kill me. I couldn’t hold back." All of Shao Xiu’s previous attacks had undoubtedly been aimed at killing him. Shao Xiu’s skull was extremely hard, the strongest part of her body—something the referee, familiar with her, knew very well. Although Lan Xuanyu’s earlier strike was powerful, most of its force had been absorbed before it even reached Shao Xiu’s skull. Logically, it should not have been fatal, which was why the referee had not intervened immediately.
"What happened today will be judged accordingly," the referee said coldly. "Lan wins."
Holding his long lance, Lan Xuanyu slowly walked out of Combat Zone Three. The other competitors still fighting in their own zones saw this and couldn’t help but slow their movements slightly.
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