Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 138 Ling Han's Test! The Offering's Reaction!
'He...did it on purpose!' This thought was like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, instantly pulling Bibi Dong out of her rage and painful memories and bringing her back to her senses!
'He's testing my reaction! He's trying to provoke me!'

A powerful will forcefully suppressed the surging murderous intent and painful memories.

Bibi Dong's stunningly beautiful face was covered in frost, revealing no emotional fluctuations whatsoever. Only her slightly heaving chest and the trace of blood remaining in her eyes hinted at the turbulent waves within her heart.

She forced herself to respond in the calmest, even slightly disdainful, tone, but her voice trembled slightly, without her even realizing it:

"Heh... Pavilion Master Ling is not very old, but she has quite the big mouth." She slightly raised her chin, revealing the graceful curve of her swan-like neck, her eyes filled with condescending disdain, as if looking at a child who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"My body... is not something a mere brat like you can 'digest'."

She deliberately emphasized the word 'digest', with a hint of cold sarcasm: "Thinking about it? You should save your pathetic delusions."

"The gates of the Spirit Hall are not something you can covet at will." After saying that, she even pretended to straighten the cuffs of her not-so-disheveled papal robe, as if brushing away something dirty.

Ling Han looked at her feigned composure, but inwardly she was in turmoil, and understood.

The wicked smile on his face suddenly vanished, replaced by a half-smile, his tone playful:

"Oh? What, Pope Bibi Dong?"

"I was just making a harmless joke to ease the tension..." His icy blue eyes were mischievous as he stared intently at Bibi Dong's seemingly calm purple eyes, asking each word carefully, "Could it be... that you actually took it seriously?"

"Or..." he deliberately dragged out his words, his voice not loud, but like a demonic whisper, "you really want to throw yourself at me and become my bandit queen?"

boom--!
Now, even the last shred of her feigned composure was almost completely shattered! Bibi Dong felt a surge of blood rushing to her throat!

She bit her lower lip hard to keep herself from losing her composure on the spot!
Deep within those violet eyes, humiliation, anger, and a hint of panic—a panic she herself was unwilling to admit, a mixture of emotions that was incredibly complex!

'You little beast! You better not get caught by me!' Bibi Dong roared inwardly, but on her face she could only maintain that cold and noble mask.

"Hmph! Sharp-tongued!" She snorted coldly, no longer looking at Ling Han, as if even glancing at him would taint her eyes.

She turned to Lingyuan Douluo and Jin'e Douluo, who was barely managing to fly (his right arm hung limply, his face contorted with pain), and said coldly, "Let's go!"

The three were enveloped in a deep purple light, which instantly transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

The speed was so fast, it was as if they were fleeing something terrifying.

Only after the three figures from the Spirit Hall completely disappeared did the entire Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy erupt in a huge uproar and incredulous discussions, as if thawing out!

The gazes of everyone looking at the icy blue figure on the terrace were filled with unparalleled awe, fervor, and... a hint of fear!
To dare humiliate the Pope of the Spirit Hall like this, extort a 100,000-year-old soul bone, and almost sever an arm of the Elder, yet escape unscathed... this Pavilion Master is truly... lawless and utterly domineering! Ning Fengzhi and the other two exchanged glances, all seeing deep apprehension and complexity in each other's eyes. Chen Xin ultimately only gave Ling Han a deep look and whispered, "Fengzhi, this place is not safe to linger." The three of them then transformed into streaks of light and swiftly departed.

Ling Han looked in the direction where Bibi Dong disappeared, then looked down at the storage ring in his hand. A deep light flashed in the depths of his icy blue eyes.

Today's situation seems like a great victory for him, with him gaining all the advantages, but it has also completely pushed the Beast God Pavilion into the eye of the storm, and the feud with the Spirit Hall has been completely established.

The road ahead will likely be even more perilous.

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Enshrined in the temple.

A deep purple light fell into the solemn plaza in front of the sacrificial hall. When the light dissipated, it revealed Bibi Dong, Ling Yuan, and the three Golden Crocodile Douluo, whose aura was weak and whose right arm was strangely twisted and drooping.

The other enshrined figures—Azure Phoenix, Lion, Radiant Feather, Thousand Pounds, and Demon Subduer—who had already sensed their presence, immediately came out to greet them.

When they saw Golden Crocodile Douluo's pale face, the terrifying wound on his chest that was still slowly bleeding, and especially his right arm that was obviously damaged by a huge force and covered with ice that had not completely melted, their expressions changed drastically and they gasped!
"Second Brother!" Lion Douluo rushed forward and supported the swaying Golden Crocodile. His powerful soul energy immediately entered the crocodile's body, and his expression turned even more grim. "Such a serious injury!"

"His soul power was almost exhausted, his meridians were damaged in many places, his sternum was shattered, his right arm joint was completely comminuted, and he was also being corroded by an extreme cold!"

"Who could have injured my second brother to such an extent?!" Qianjun Douluo asked in a deep voice, but his gaze involuntarily drifted towards Bibi Dong, whose face was icy cold.

They had all sensed that their eldest brother, the Golden Crocodile of the Thousand Paths Sect, had gone to the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy to 'test' them. They thought that with their second brother's level 98 strength, even if the Beast God Pavilion had some tricks up its sleeve, he would be able to escape unscathed and even gain the upper hand. However, they never expected that he would return in such a sorry state with serious injuries!

Guangling Douluo's eyes were sharp, and his voice carried a hint of barely perceptible surprise and doubt: "Could it be that the Pavilion Master of the Beast God Pavilion personally took action?"

"Or perhaps it was one of those level 97 women attacking them?" Although they knew the Beast God Pavilion had experts, they knew the Golden Crocodile's strength even better. Unless it was several experts of the same level attacking them, or...

Golden Crocodile Douluo coughed violently a few times, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He shook his head with difficulty, his eyes still filled with shock and humiliation, and said in a hoarse voice, "No... it wasn't a siege... it was a one-on-one fight... I was defeated by a girl... that girl named Wang Qiu'er... level ninety-seven... her strength... her strength was unbelievably strong... and that strange golden dragon spear..."

"What?! A level 97 player defeated you in a one-on-one battle?!" Qingluan Douluo exclaimed in disbelief, his face filled with disbelief.

The other worshippers looked at each other in disbelief, their eyes filled with even greater horror.

A level 97 warrior defeating a level 98 warrior, especially with the Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul renowned for its attack and defense? This is simply a fantasy!

Golden Crocodile Douluo's facial muscles twitched, filled with shame and indignation, but he still gritted his teeth and continued, "Not only that... her last shot... contained a terrifying will that seemed capable of tearing everything apart... my Golden Crocodile King Shield... was hardly effective..."

(End of this chapter)