Douluo Dragon King: I'm creating a golden age behind the scenes!

Chapter 68 Defeating

As Long Yue and Wei Heng continued their clashes, the wounds on both of their bodies accumulated. By this time, Long Yue's clothes had already been torn apart by the sharp spear tip of Wei Heng's spear during their exchanges of fire.

It was torn to shreds, and its body was covered with countless tiny wounds. Although the wounds were not deep, they looked even more terrifying in light of the two men's ferocious fighting style.

However, it was Long Yue who couldn't hold on any longer. In the constant exchange of blows, although he managed to defend against most of Wei Heng's attacks, Wei Heng's spear intent was also trying to penetrate his body through those wounds, attempting to disrupt the flow of his soul power.

Although he was able to suppress it temporarily by relying on the powerful physique and bloodline of the Mountain Dragon Martial Soul, a portion of the spear intent still successfully invaded his body, causing Long Yue to gradually feel powerless.

If this back-and-forth continues, I'll be the first one to give out.

Thinking of this, Long Yue immediately made a decision. Despite suffering a minor injury, he unleashed a powerful attack. Wei Heng was struck by this sudden and powerful force, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

The instant Wei Heng retreated, Long Yue seized this precious opportunity, his third spirit ring lighting up: "Swamp!"

A brownish light suddenly magnified, and a sudden force of gravity pressed down on Wei Heng, pinning him firmly to the spot, rendering him unable to move.

Immediately afterward, his second spirit ring flashed, and Long Yue seized the opportunity to activate his second spirit skill, "River!"

Huge torrents surged from the sky and the ground simultaneously, instantly transforming the entire competition arena into a confluence of countless rivers.

The surging river, carrying a powerful impact, swept towards Wei Heng, with one stream rushing straight towards his position as if to swallow the spear whole.

However, Wei did not dodge. A glint flashed in his eyes, and an even more powerful spear intent emanated from his body. The spear intent tore through and pierced the earthy yellow light covering Wei Heng, allowing him to break free from the control of the "swamp".

The moment he broke free of the "swamp," Wei Heng activated his second spirit ring: "Second Spirit Skill! Azure Sky Rift!"

The spear in his hand suddenly shone brightly, thrusting directly at the oncoming river. The spear intent swept out from his body, carrying a majestic and sharp soul power aura, directly splitting the oncoming river in two from a foot away from him.

Once the river's impact subsided, the arena was completely wrecked, with shattered stones and muddy ground, transformed into a watery realm. Looking around the arena, only the area around Wei Heng's feet and a foot around him remained relatively dry, as if an invisible protective membrane had isolated him from the outside water flow.

Upon closer inspection, it appeared that the edge of the paving stone beneath his feet had been brutally torn apart from the wet ground by something sharp. At that moment, Long Yue had already taken advantage of the moment when Wei Heng was parrying the impact of the river to activate his "Ghost Shadow Step," which he had learned from the Tang Clan. With a flash, he moved like a ghost through the surging water, cleverly creating distance between himself and Wei Heng.

In the blink of an eye, he was standing nearly a hundred meters away from Wei Heng.

At this moment, the earth-yellow soul power light on his body was still flickering. Strands of earth elemental energy were gathered from the ground onto his body. He was constantly using the Mountain Dragon Martial Soul's powerful control over the land to absorb the energy of the earth veins, trying to use this energy to wash away the remaining spear intent in his body and replenish the soul power he had just consumed.

At the same time, his eyes revealed a hint of vigilance and caution as he kept a close eye on Wei Heng's every move, not daring to relax or lose focus, in order to prepare for any possible counterattack Wei Heng might launch.

He saw the still upright figure in the distance, having easily neutralized his attack.

At this moment, Long Yue felt a sense of camaraderie, as if he had met his match.

"Of all the Soul Masters I've met, you're the first one with Soul King cultivation who could fight me to this extent!"

Upon hearing Long Yue's words, Wei Heng merely smiled slightly and said, "You're not the first person to try and buy yourself time to recover by talking to me during battle!"

Wei Heng didn't stand on ceremony and directly exposed Long Yue's intentions with a single sentence.

Long Yue, however, showed no embarrassment at being exposed. Instead, he remarked with a sigh, "If only you were one of our Star Luo Empire!"

After saying that, he severed his connection with the ground, withdrew his soul power, and his eyes flashed with blood-red light.

"A swift and decisive victory."

The bloodlust in Long Yue's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and a frenzied aura began to emanate from him.

He rarely fights with all his might, not because he doesn't want to, but because mountain dragons are born to bear the destiny of the dragon race of the continent and mountains, and generally accumulate unimaginable violent emotions in their hearts. This special trait also extends to mountain dragon martial soul masters.

Once he enters a state of full-fledged combat, he finds it difficult to control his emotions.

Therefore, Long Yue, who usually seems very easygoing, has earned the nickname "Crazy Long" because he is a madman who goes crazy and can't distinguish friend from foe when he unleashes his full strength.

If he continues to drag things out with Wei, his mental state will become increasingly out of control. He must defeat Wei Heng before things turn out that way.

A roar filled with madness suddenly rang out from Long Yue's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of dark golden light suddenly bloomed on his massive body, and a pair of huge dark golden dragon wings emerged from Long Yue's back.

When those huge pieces of dark gold battle armor were attached to Long Yue's body, Wei Heng felt an immense pressure descending from the sky.

"gun!"

Upon seeing the changes in Long Yue, Wei Heng also unhesitatingly used his own battle armor. Similarly, beams of light emerged from his body, and pieces of cyan armor appeared from his body.

When the battle armor was fully donned, Wei Heng unleashed a fierce pressure that was no less powerful than Long Yue's, and even showed a tendency to overpower him.

When both sides used their battle armor, the entire audience erupted in cheers. The climax of the match was finally about to begin, and all the spectators were enthusiastically chanting Long Yue's name.

"Mountains and rivers!"

As Long Yue activated his first soul skill, small mountains suddenly surged up from the ground, resembling mountains of knives, and attacked Wei Heng's feet like layers of peaks. Just as Wei Heng dodged these attacks from the ground, a shadow appeared above his head.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that Long Yue had plunged his hands directly into the base of a small mountain. At this moment, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, and his hands were covered with a layer of dark golden scales. With his feet firmly planted on the ground, the muscles in his legs were taut like iron chains, and all the power in his body was gathered in his arms. The mountain trembled slightly in his hands. Thanks to the power of the mountain dragon, he successfully shook the small mountain.

Without the slightest hesitation, Long Yue forcefully flung the small mountain peak towards Wei Heng's location, just like throwing a boulder.

Seeing the mountain peak rushing towards him like an angry giant elephant, Wei Heng's eyes instantly sharpened.

He dared not be careless in the slightest, knowing full well that the power of this attack was extraordinary. He quickly circulated his soul power and shouted in a low voice, "Second Soul Skill—Azure Crack!"

In an instant, a bright light shot into the sky from the "Exorcising Evil" spear in his hand, heading towards the small mountain.

The next moment, the entire small mountain disintegrated with a roar less than ten meters above Wei Heng's head!

It transformed into countless sharp pebbles of varying sizes, accompanied by a whistling sound, shooting and crashing down in all directions like a devastating meteor shower!

Just as the mountain peak shattered and Wei Heng was about to sheathe his gun, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from the rubble.

It was Long Yue! He used the smoke and chaos created by the shattering of the mountain as cover, rushing towards Wei Heng at an extremely fast speed.

"Fifth Soul Skill! Wrath of the Mountain Dragon King!"

Long Yue roared, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, with only one thought in his mind: to take advantage of the moment when Wei Heng's old strength had just been exhausted and his mental strength had not yet been restored, and to completely defeat him!

He raised his right fist high, the dark gold scales on his fist gleaming coldly, and slammed it down fiercely towards Wei Heng.

Wei Heng was not surprised by Long Yue's sudden attack. The reason was that Long Yue's violent emotional fluctuations were too conspicuous, and Wei Heng had already sensed his intentions with his own spiritual power.

Therefore, I deliberately held back some of my strength to circulate my own soul power.

However, he also knew that the other party was the holder of a Dragon King-level Martial Soul, and the power of this punch should not be underestimated.

He dared not slacken in the slightest, and quickly circulated the spear intent throughout his body, attaching it to the spear.

"Fourth Soul Skill! Demon-Slaying Bright Light Thrust!" Wei Heng shouted.

A brighter spear light shone on the spear shaft, more piercing than the previous "Azure Crack," with an extremely compressed spear intent condensing at the spear tip.

Wei Heng gripped his spear tightly with both hands and thrust it forward with near-perfect form. The spear, carrying an unstoppable momentum, was like a silver dragon, meeting Long Yue's fist head-on.

"boom--"

The spear and the fist clashed violently, creating a series of ear-piercing sonic booms.

The air vibrated violently under the impact of this powerful force, forming visible shockwaves that spread outwards.

"What!" Long Yue's gaze froze, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. His powerful punch had actually been blocked by Wei Heng!

He originally thought that after the fierce battle, Wei's physical strength and soul power had been greatly depleted, and this punch would be enough to defeat him.

Instantly, Long Yue felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw that his battle armor had been pierced through, and blood was flowing out, staining the ground red.

In the previous collision, the Demon-Slaying Spear had already carried an unstoppable force, its spear light piercing through his arm and penetrating his right chest.

At this moment, there are hundreds of thousands of spectators in the stadium.

At this moment, the expressions of the Dean of Monster Academy, Enci, Emperor Dai Tianling of the Star Luo Empire, and other high-ranking officials of the Star Luo Empire were all frozen.

At this moment, the Xingluo Stadium, with its huge audience, and even among the hundreds of thousands of spectators outside the stadium, was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Looking at the young figure standing with his gun holstered in the arena, and Long Yue lying in a pool of blood, barely alive, no one wanted to believe that what was happening before their eyes was real!

Long Yue actually lost!