Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 277 Two Titles Fall, Ghost Leopard Loses an Arm

"Ah—!" Ghost Leopard Douluo let out a shrill scream. His leopard claws, which were infused with soul power and were harder than refined steel, broke apart inch by inch like rotten wood the moment they came into contact with Wang Dong'er's jade hand!
Next, the bones of his entire right arm shattered piece by piece under the impact of that unparalleled force and domineering light dragon power. Finally, with a "poof," his entire right arm was forcefully broken off, flying out with a spray of blood!

One move! Just one move! A level 95 agility-type titled Douluo had his arm crippled by a seemingly delicate girl!
This horrifying scene stunned everyone!

"court death!"

Upon seeing this, the two newly promoted Title Douluos were both shocked and furious. They disregarded everything else and launched an attack on Wang Dong'er with a roar!
One person unleashed a massive rock fist that slammed into Wang Dong'er's back, while another released countless ice spikes that enveloped her!
"Get out of my way!" Wang Dong'er didn't even turn her head, and the wings of the Bright Dragon God Butterfly behind her flapped suddenly!
Countless pink and blue light butterflies, formed from light and dragon power, seemed to come alive, carrying an aura of destruction, and surged backward like a tide!
Those rock fists and ice spikes were annihilated and shattered the moment they came into contact with the light butterfly by the terrifying energy contained within!
The light butterfly continued its momentum, instantly engulfing the level 91 Title Douluo who had unleashed the rock fist!
"No—!" He only had time to let out a short scream before he was blown into a cloud of blood mist by the explosion of countless light butterflies, leaving no trace of his body!

Immediately afterwards, Wang Dong'er reached out with her jade-like hand to grab the level 92 Title Douluo who had released the ice spikes!
A gigantic dragon claw, formed from the power of the Light Dragon, appeared out of thin air, ignoring spatial distance, and instantly seized the Title Douluo in its palm! No matter how much he struggled or unleashed his soul skills, he could not budge the dragon claw in the slightest!
Wang Dong'er's eyes were icy cold, and she gently clenched her fists!
"Pfft——!"

That level 92 Title Douluo, along with his Martial Soul True Body phantom, was crushed like an egg in the Light Dragon Claw, turning into a pile of minced meat, utterly dead!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Dong'er struck, crippling one of Ghost Leopard's arms and slaying two Title Douluos!

The entire process was fluid and unparalleled, displaying terrifying strength at an overwhelming level!
Meanwhile, Ling Yuan Douluo was about to lend a helping hand when he was met with a cold glance from Ling Han.

That gaze seemed to contain endless coldness and death, making Ling Yuan Douluo feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His soul trembled, and the soul power he had just gathered instantly dissipated. He was actually stunned by that gaze and dared not move at all!

She had no doubt that if she dared to move, she would be the one to die the next second!
silence! Deathly silence!

The only sounds at the intersection were Ghost Leopard Douluo's painful groans as he clutched his severed arm and the heavy stench of blood that filled the air.

All the onlookers, including the cardinals, were terrified, their faces pale and their bodies trembling. They stared at the stunningly beautiful girl with long pink and blue hair, and at Ling Han, who hadn't moved a finger the entire time, as if they were looking at a demon.

The Beast God Pavilion… is it really this powerful?! A seemingly young girl can crush a Title Douluo?! Then how terrifying must their Pavilion Master, Ling Han, be?!
Ling Han then slowly shifted his gaze from the ashen-faced Spirit Kite Douluo, glancing at the two pools of glaring flesh and blood on the ground and the howling Ghost Leopard with its severed arm. His tone remained calm and utterly emotionless:
"Can we move aside now?"

Ling Yuan Douluo's lips trembled, her face deathly pale, unable to utter another threatening word. She waved her hand with difficulty, signaling her subordinate cardinal to help the heavily injured Ghost Leopard to his feet, and then silently and utterly humiliatedly stepped aside to clear the way to the front of the street.

Ling Han glanced at them again and strode forward. Wang Dong'er suppressed her martial spirit and killing intent, obediently returning to his side, as if the thunderous attack she had just suffered had nothing to do with her.

A barely perceptible smile curved Wang Qiu'er's lips. Qi Xue's eyes remained calm, as if it were a matter of course. Tang Ya and the other six suppressed their shock and followed closely behind.

The stench of blood that lingered at the crossroads, like a tangible dark cloud, hung over the hearts of everyone who had witnessed the brief but brutal conflict. After the Beast God Pavilion group departed, only deathly silence and devastation remained.

The Ghost Leopard Douluo, writhing in agony with his severed arm, was swiftly taken away by the ashen-faced Spirit Kite Douluo and the silent cardinals. The two pools of glaring flesh belonging to the newly promoted Title Douluo were also cleaned up by the Spirit Hall people at top speed, as if they wanted to erase this humiliating mark.

However, some things cannot be erased.

The news spread and fermented wildly in Wuhun City like a plague.

"Have you heard? Ling Han, the Pavilion Master of the Beast God Pavilion, has entered the city!"

"More than that! Right at the central intersection, four elders from the Spirit Hall led a group to block their way, and the result was..."

"What was the result? Tell us quickly!" "Ghost Leopard Douluo lost an arm! Two newly promoted Title Douluos were killed on the spot! Their bodies were never found!"

"What?! How is this possible?! Who did this?"

"It's that girl with pink and blue hair next to Ling Han! I think her name is Wang Dong'er! My god, she's like a female killing machine! She crippled Ghost Leopard in one move and casually crushed two titled beings!"

"The Beast God Pavilion... is it really this terrifying?!"

Various versions of the rumors spread rapidly in taverns, in the camp, and in every corner. Everyone who heard the news was initially incredulous, followed by boundless fear and shock.

The Beast God Pavilion's fearsome reputation, which may have been somewhat vague and rumored before, has become like a red-hot iron, deeply branded into the souls of all Wuhun City residents and outsiders after this battle!

The girl named Wang Dong'er also became famous overnight. Her martial soul, the Radiant Dragon God Butterfly, and her strength that crushed the titled Douluo became the nightmare of countless people in the middle of the night.

Deep within the Papal Palace.

Bibidon sat high on the papal throne, dressed in magnificent papal robes, wearing a purple-gold crown, and holding a scepter. Her face was stunningly beautiful, yet as cold as frost.

After hearing the report from Ghost Leopard Douluo and Spirit Kite Douluo, who were kneeling on the ground below, their severed arms already treated and their faces pale, the temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop to freezing point instantly.

The air seemed to freeze, and the immense pressure made it almost impossible for the two elders below and the cardinals standing below to breathe.

“One arm was crippled… two died…” Bibi Dong’s voice was devoid of emotion, but every word seemed to carry icy chills. “Good, very good. What a Beast God Pavilion, what a Ling Han, what a… Wang Dong’er.”

The scepter in her hand tapped slightly on the ground, making a dull sound, indicating that her inner peace was not as calm as it appeared.

"It was my oversight." Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her purple-gold eyes were filled with icy killing intent. "Pass down the order: during the competition, without my command, no one shall provoke the Beast God Pavilion."

"They want to participate? Then let them come! I want to see what kind of waves they can make on the Wuhun City arena!"

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!" The crowd below responded hastily, as if granted a pardon.

“Moon Pass, ghostly apparition.” Bibi Dong looked into the shadows.

"Your subordinates are here." Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo appeared, their expressions also grim, as they had just suffered a great loss at Qi Xue's hands.

"Keep a close eye on them, especially Ling Han and Wang Dong'er. I don't want to see any more surprises before the competition."

"As ordered!"

(End of this chapter)