Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 134 The Final Battle! Golden Dragon Prison Massacre!

(Brothers, do you decide whether to kill or not? If you kill, you will be hunted down by Qian Daoliu and the other elders. If you don't kill, the protagonist will try to get a 100,000-year soul bone from Bibi Dong and will eventually fight against the Spirit Hall.)
However, all these defenses seemed so pale in the face of the 'Golden Dragon Prison Suppression Kill', which combined all the power of Wang Qiu'er's dragon soul true body and drove the divine artifact Golden Dragon Spear!

"Pfft—Pfft!!!"

The sound of tearing leather was faint yet clear enough to terrify anyone!
The sharpness of the Golden Dragon Spear transcended the boundaries of matter! The layers upon layers of dark gold energy barriers shattered one after another like bubbles under the sunlight!

The Golden Crocodile King's scales, touted as absolute defense, and the protective aura that burned with the essence of life, were as fragile as a hot knife through butter before the tip of the divine weapon!
The golden spear light, carrying an indomitable determination and a will to annihilate everything, instantly pierced through the Golden Crocodile Douluo's crossed claws in defense!
The unparalleled sharpness of the spear tip, with its remaining momentum, pierced fiercely into the very center of his massive crocodile king's chest!

"Ughh ...

A scream, a mixture of extreme pain, disbelief, and endless humiliation, resounded through the sky!

The Golden Crocodile Douluo's massive body was pinned to the air as if by a nail! Time seemed to freeze completely at that moment!
Dark golden blood, hot as lava, gushed out like a bursting river from the terrifying, millstone-sized, translucent wound in his chest, turning into a rain of blood that filled the sky!
At the edge of the wound, wisps of golden dragon flames lingered, continuing to burn his flesh and soul power!

Everyone stared in disbelief, frozen in place, at the sight in the sky!

Wang Qiu'er, at level 97, transformed into a golden dragon. With the heaven-defying boost from her two 100,000-year soul rings, the supreme divine power of the Golden Dragon Spear, and her resolute will to fight to the death, she actually... defeated and severely injured the peak level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo head-on?!

On the terrace, a barely perceptible hint of approval and pride flashed deep within Ling Han's icy blue eyes.

Wang Dong'er jumped up excitedly, tears glistening in her pinkish-blue eyes, and cheered, "We won! Sister Qiu'er won! We crushed that old crocodile!"

On the distant mountain peaks, Bibi Dong's violet eyes burst forth with an unprecedented brilliance—the excitement and fervor of seeing a peerless treasure!
Her red lips parted slightly as she murmured, her voice trembling slightly, a tremor she herself was unaware of:

"What a magnificent... Golden Dragon Martial Soul! What a magnificent... Golden Dragon Spear!" Her hand holding the scepter trembled slightly with excitement.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong stood frozen in place like three petrified statues!

Ning Fengzhi was unaware that several beads in his prayer beads had been crushed, his eyes fixed solely on the golden spear light that pierced the heavens and earth.
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Chen Xin's sharp eyes were filled with unprecedented shock and... an intense fighting spirit that almost burst forth from his body!
The Seven Kill Sword on his back emitted an excited hum! Gu Rong subconsciously swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing, and murmured, "Monster...a real monster..."

In the shadows further away, Yu Yuanzhen was already terrified out of his wits, soiling himself and lying on the ground like a lump of mud, only able to make unconscious 'hoarse' sounds.

In the center of the battlefield, the energy storm slowly subsided, revealing the scene within.

Wang Qiu'er's figure re-condensed, hovering in the air a hundred meters away from Golden Crocodile Douluo.

She breathed slightly, her full chest heaving, her long, golden hair slightly disheveled, clinging to her smooth forehead and cheeks. Her exquisite face was pale, clearly indicating a significant depletion of her soul power. But her golden dragon eyes remained as cold and sharp as ever, burning with an indomitable fighting spirit!
The golden dragon spear in her hand pointed diagonally downwards, its body shimmering with golden light, dragon patterns faintly visible, and at the tip of the spear, a drop of dark golden blood, seemingly containing immense energy, was slowly condensing and dripping down.

The enormous true form of the Crocodile King, Golden Crocodile Douluo, rapidly dissipated and shrank like a deflated balloon, transforming back into human form.

He staggered and hovered in the air, his right hand tightly covering a terrifying, bowl-sized, through-and-through wound on his chest. His face was as pale as gold paper, and his breath was extremely weak, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Dark golden blood seeped continuously from between his fingers, staining his robes crimson. He looked at Wang Qiu'er in the air, exhausted yet still radiating brilliance, his eyes filled with utter horror, unbearable shame, and a deep-seated fear.

If he hadn't used his exquisite control over his body as a level 98 Super Douluo at the last moment, managing to deflect his vital heart by half an inch, and hadn't possessed the tenacious vitality of a cockroach granted by the Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul, that spear would have absolutely nailed him and his soul to the void, annihilating him completely!
He was defeated! Under the watchful eyes of everyone, including the Pope of the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Master, he was utterly and irrevocably crushed by a junior whose spirit power level was lower than his own!

The entire area above the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy fell into a deathly silence.

Whether it was the students and teachers below who had survived the ordeal, or Bibi Dong, Ning Fengzhi, and others watching from the distant mountain peaks, everyone was shocked by this mind-blowing result.

Only the wailing sound of the high-altitude gale passing through the cracks in the broken space, and the heavy, painful, bellows-like panting of Golden Crocodile Douluo, sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence.

The stench of blood, mixed with the aura of raging, volatile energy, permeated every corner.

He was severely injured head-on in a battle between level 97 and level 98!
The sharpness of the Golden Dragon Spear and Wang Qiu'er's resolute determination completely shattered his pride.

Wang Qiu'er hovered in the air, her long, golden hair swaying slightly in the aftershocks of energy. Her golden dragon spear pointed diagonally downwards, its tip stained with blood, exuding a cold yet sacred majesty.

She was slightly out of breath, her soul power greatly depleted, but her dragon eyes, burning with golden flames, remained as sharp as ever, coldly locking onto the heavily injured Golden Crocodile Douluo below, as if she could launch a fatal blow at any moment.

Ling Han's icy blue eyes remained calm and unwavering, as if the epic battle that shook the continent before him was merely a common sight.

His gaze, like an invisible spiderweb, had already quietly swept across the outer perimeter of the academy—the noble and mysterious purple figure atop the distant mountain peak, and the fiery red spirit kite behind her; Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong, who had arrived nearby with calm and composed auras; and the furtive blue-purple figure hiding in the shadows further away… He took in all the onlookers.

His gaze finally settled on the heavily injured Golden Crocodile Douluo, his eyes as cold as knives.

Wang Dong'er's big, light blue eyes sparkled with excitement as she tugged at Ling Han's arm: "Husband! Why don't we take advantage of this moment..." She made a throat-slitting gesture, the meaning of which was self-evident—to kill the Golden Crocodile!

(End of this chapter)