Douluo: Elemental Angel, Inheritance of the Seven Elemental Gods

Lin Yu smiled sarcastically, raised his head and stared directly at the phantom of the Asura God in the sky. He slowly raised his left hand, gave the Asura God the middle finger, and shouted, "Go to hell, you dog!"

"Who do you think you are! Stop barking like a dog here! If you're so capable, go down to the mortal realm and kill me!"

"If you're not capable, then get out of my way!!"

"Wait until I storm the realm of gods and behead you!"

"Get out of my way!!"

Lin Yu then waved his hand, directly shattering the phantom of the Asura God.

"Outrageous! You! You, Lin Yu!! You, the Elemental God King!!"

“Just wait!!”

The boundless roar of the Asura God echoed throughout the entire City of Slaughter.

The Asura God of the God Realm was furious, his face turning green with rage.

"A mere newly promoted God-King, a mere newcomer who has just become a god, dares to show such disrespect to me, the God of Asura!"

"How dare he! How dare he!!"

"I am the Asura God-King! One of the ancient God-Kings of the God Realm!!"

The Asura God had always been high above others, and no one had ever dared to disregard his divine power like this.

There is no god who doesn't take him, the God of Asura, seriously. Even the God of Destruction has to give him some respect.

However, how dare a young, newly crowned God-King treat him in such a way?

And I was even called a dog?

You dare to give him the middle finger to humiliate him?

The God of Asura was furious and roared in helplessness and rage in the God Realm, but he could only watch helplessly as Tang San was killed by Lin Yu.

"Hmph, finally some peace and quiet." Looking at the scattered Asura phantom, Lin Yu snorted coldly, his indifferent gaze slowly shifting towards Tang San.

Lin Yu's single glance nearly made Tang San's legs go weak, causing him to collapse to the ground, his body drenched in cold sweat, his back soaked with perspiration, and his pores trembling with fear.

Tang San knew he was doomed and would surely die today.

"You little bastard, the god behind you can no longer protect you. Today you will die by my hand." Lin Yu's cold voice echoed in Tang San's ears as he slowly took steps toward Tang San.

His body exuded a terrifying aura, which formed a certain divine pressure, oppressing Tang San.

In fact, with his current strength at the God King realm, he could instantly kill Tang San with just divine pressure, but Lin Yu wanted to kill this little brat with his own hands.

"Lin Yu!! Lin Yu!!!!" Tang San roared in terror, his heart filled with fear and dread for Lin Yu. He wasn't afraid of death, but simply didn't know why he was afraid of this boy who was the same age as him.

Perhaps it was his repeated failures, or perhaps it was his repeated crushing and defeats by Lin Yu that shattered his confidence, that left Tang San with a psychological shadow of Lin Yu—a fear that came from the depths of his heart.

Tang San feared Lin Yu more than death itself, but he was also more afraid of being unable to avenge himself and turn the tide than death.

But it wasn't until now, until that hysterical roar of Lin Yu's name, until he knew he was doomed to die today, that he finally understood.

Tang San's fear of Lin Yu finally disappeared at this moment.

He slowly stood up, his face contorted with rage, fierceness, and murderous intent, displaying a resolute determination that showed he had disregarded everything else: "Lin Yu! Why! Why! I cultivated desperately, desperately trying to become stronger, yet before you I am still like an ant you can crush at will!!!"

"I could become a god soon and wipe you all out! I'm not reconciled! I refuse to accept this!!!"

Tang San was filled with immense grief, anger, and resentment. He regarded Lin Yu as his lifelong rival and the opponent he would relentlessly pursue. Yet, despite considering Lin Yu a formidable foe, he didn't even have the qualifications to be Lin Yu's opponent. Throughout his life, he sought revenge, but he also desperately longed to have a battle of equal strength with Lin Yu.

In the end, however, he was like an ant, easily beaten by Lin Yu, completely vulnerable, which made Tang San feel extremely unwilling and sad.

"Kneel down and talk." Lin Yu said expressionlessly, casually waving his hand downwards.

A terrifying divine pressure forced Tang San to his knees. He ignored Tang San and said indifferently, "You're about to become a god? You're not willing? Heh, you little punk. If it weren't for that arrogant and shameless Asura God helping you many times..."

"You've been dead for ages, why would I let you live until now?"

"But I have to say you're pretty lucky, managing to survive all the way to level 95."

"But this is your end. Are you ready to die, you little punk?"

Seeing Lin Yu's disdainful gaze, Tang San, who was no longer afraid, couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

Even as death loomed, Tang San still failed to gain Lin Yu's respect, who still treated him with contempt and disdain, regarding him as an ant.

Tang San clenched his fists and vowed in his heart that he would hurt Lin Yu at least once today, no matter what. His eyes were already bloodshot and he was acting like a madman: "Lin Yu! Today, even if I, Tang San, am certain to die, I will fight with all my might to hurt you once!!"

"Even if it's just a minor wound, I, Tang San, will do it!!!"

"Uhhhhh!!"

Tang San unleashed the soul power of a level 95 peak Douluo, attempting to break free from Lin Yu's divine pressure.

Despite his best efforts, he couldn't push away Lin Yu's divine pressure. He remained kneeling on the ground, unable to move an inch.

"You don't even have the right to stand up under my divine pressure, yet you dare to dream of killing me?" Lin Yu shook his head.

He casually dispersed the divine pressure suppressing Tang San and said indifferently, "Fine, then I'll give you this chance."

Upon seeing this, Tang San immediately stood up and, as expected, released his Clear Sky Hammer spirit: "Seventh Spirit Skill, Clear Sky True Body!!"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Clear Sky Berserker Hammer!!"

"Take this, Lin Yu!! Ughhh!!" Tang San roared madly, charging towards Lin Yu with his hammer, and swung his arm down hard.

Lin Yu stood calmly in place, arms crossed, motionless, waiting for Tang San to crash down on him.

Boom boom!

Tang San's terrifying hammer slammed down, but Lin Yu's body was protected by a layer of divine power, which directly blocked Tang San's eighth soul skill.

The domineering and powerful force of the Haotian Hammer was like a soft and powerless thing smashing into an indestructible object.

Not only did it not damage Lin Yu's protective layer in the slightest, but his Clear Sky Hammer shattered in the next second.

"What are you doing? Are you tickling me?"

"It's like throwing an egg against a rock." Lin Yu said expressionlessly, and then slapped Tang San across the face.

"roll!!"

A loud crack!

"Pfft~!"

"Ughhhhh!" Tang San coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body instantly sent flying, crashing through several walls and boulders. (End of Chapter)