The Black Scaled Flood Dragon violently swung its long tail!
Splash—!
The surface of the Black Pool exploded!
Dozens of pitch-black Water Arrows shot into the sky.
Each was as thick as an adult's arm, their tips gleaming with a cold, eerie light.
Their piercing whistles tore through the air.
The Water Arrows shot toward Lin Qing from every direction, sealing off every possible route of escape.
If he got hit, he would definitely be turned into a sieve.
Rather than retreat, Lin Qing charged forward.
Beneath his feet, his First Soul Ring lit up!
Red light surged!
[First Soul Skill: Golden Dragon Transformation One]—All Attribute Boost by 100%!
[First Soul Skill: Thousand Jun Dragon Power]—Strength Amplification by 200%!
The enhancements stacked, and Lin Qing's aura rose at a terrifying speed!
The golden light around him grew denser, nearly solidifying into substance.
The air was compressed by Soul Power, letting out a low hum.
"Come on, keep going!"
Lin Qing shouted, turning into a streak of golden lightning!
He neither retreated nor dodged, charging straight into the barrage of Water Arrows!
He raised the Dragon Claw on his right hand and viciously swiped at the three Water Arrows flying straight at him.
Screech—!
Golden claw light tore through the air and collided with the black Water Arrows!
The imagined explosion never came.
The Water Arrows hissed and vaporized the instant they touched the claw light.
Black mist rose.
Lin Qing burst through the black mist, moving so fast that he left afterimages behind.
The next second, he had already rushed before the Black Scaled Flood Dragon!
He raised his Dragon Claw, aiming it at the flood dragon's enormous head!
His target was clear—its eyes!
"Roar!"
The Black Scaled Flood Dragon roared in fury and instinctively raised its foreclaw to meet the attack.
That claw was larger than Lin Qing's entire body, covered in black scales, its Claw Tips sharp as curved blades.
It slammed down with one claw!
Clang!!!
When the Dragon Claw collided with the flood dragon's claw, there was no sound of flesh tearing—only a piercing boom like metal striking metal!
Sparks flew everywhere!
A shockwave exploded outward from the point of impact.
A visible ring-shaped Shockwave spread out, stripping away a layer of earth wherever it passed.
The surrounding trees suffered.
Tree trunks as thick as bowls were cleanly severed, their cuts smooth as if they had been struck by a colossal blade.
Thicker ancient trees were uprooted altogether, crashing down in swathes.
The surface of the Black Pool was pressed into an enormous depression over ten meters wide by the blast.
Pool water surged outward, crashing into the banks and sending black waves several meters high into the air.
After that strike, Lin Qing drifted back several meters and landed lightly.
The Black Scaled Flood Dragon, meanwhile, felt its entire arm go numb, and its claw throbbed with pain.
It was secretly shocked.
This human's strength... wasn't right!
It had used Seventy Percent of its strength in that last claw strike.
Normally, even a Titled Douluo would have struggled to withstand it.
Yet this human had not only blocked it, but had even numbed its claw with the impact?
What kind of monster was this?!
"Again!"
Fighting Spirit burned in Lin Qing's eyes, as though he were a child who had discovered a new toy.
His Second Soul Ring lit up again beneath his feet!
Second Soul Skill: Golden Dragon Transformation Two!
Second Soul Skill: Thousand Jun Dragon Power!
The enhancements rose again.
His dragonified Golden Dragon Arm became even sharper and more ferocious.
His aura surged once more.
He stomped down, blasting a shallow pit into the ground.
His figure shot out again!
This time, he was faster and fiercer!
The Black Scaled Flood Dragon no longer dared to underestimate him and fought with all its strength.
For a time, the edge of the Black Pool became an Asura Field.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunderous collisions came one after another, nearly merging into a single continuous roar.
Every swing of Lin Qing's Dragon Claw brought a piercing whistle through the air.
Wherever the claw light passed, the air was torn apart, leaving behind faint white marks.
The Black Scaled Flood Dragon used every method of attack it possessed—tail sweeps, claw strikes, bites, and headbutts.
It had nearly a hundred thousand years of combat experience. Every move was ruthless and tricky, aimed directly at vital points.
The pool water was churned into chaos.
Black spray flew through the air, and wherever it landed, it corroded pits into the ground.
The rocks along the shore suffered as well.
Whenever the aftershocks of the battle between man and flood dragon swept past, the rocks shattered and exploded piece by piece like tofu.
Broken stones flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.
Within a thousand meters, the area had been reduced to ruins.
The Black Scaled Flood Dragon grew more alarmed the longer it fought.
This human's strength was simply monstrous.
The defense it had always been proud of was utterly insignificant before those golden Dragon Claws.
Every claw strike that landed on its scales left behind deep cracks.
Several patches of scales had already shattered, dark red blood flowing from beneath them.
What made it even more uncomfortable was the bloodline pressure.
The aura of the Golden Dragon was like an invisible mountain pressing down upon the depths of its soul.
That instinctive trembling born from the difference in life levels meant it could only wield eighty percent of its true power.
It was like dancing while shackled, unbearably frustrating.
I can't drag this out any longer...
A vicious glint flashed through the Black Scaled Flood Dragon's eyes.
It had lived for tens of thousands of years, and its combat instincts were frighteningly sharp.
If this continued, it would be worn to death.
It had to use its trump card!
"Human!"
It abruptly retreated, widening the distance between them.
"You deserve to die!!!"
As the words fell, it opened its blood-filled maw.
A mass of pitch-black, viscous liquid surged up from the depths of its throat.
The liquid was purely black, terrifyingly black.
The instant it appeared, the surrounding air grew heavy.
It felt as if gravity had increased severalfold.
"!!!"
Lin Qing's expression changed slightly.
He sensed danger from that mass of black water.
"Heavy Water..."
He murmured to himself.
"Er Ming mentioned this move."
The Black Scaled Flood Dragon's innate ability—Heavy Water!
A single drop weighed a thousand jin and contained powerful corrosive properties.
Even a small touch would tear flesh apart.
If struck head-on, even a Titled Douluo would be severely injured.
"Go!"
The Black Scaled Flood Dragon suddenly spat it out!
That mass of black water turned into a water column over several meters wide and shot toward Lin Qing at an astonishing speed!
Wherever it passed, gravity compressed the air into visible ripples.
The aftershock gouged a deep trench through the ground.
Lin Qing tried to dodge.
But the gravity field carried by the Heavy Water was like countless invisible hands gripping his body tightly.
His movements slowed by half a beat.
That half-beat was enough.
The Heavy Water column struck his Golden Dragon Arm solidly!
Bang—!!!
A collision so dull it reached the extreme.
It did not sound like flesh colliding, but like two mountains crashing together.
Lin Qing was driven backward, his feet plowing two deep trenches through the ground.
His arm trembled violently.
A terrifying gravitational force surged from the point of contact, crazily crushing the bones, muscles, and Meridians in his arm.
Even more terrifying was its corrosiveness.
The black liquid clung to the Dragon Scales, hissing as green smoke rose from them.
The Dragon Scales visibly dimmed at a rapid pace.
"What terrifying Heavy Water..."
Lin Qing gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.
The ground beneath his feet had already cracked and sunk, fissures spreading like a spiderweb.
He let out a fierce roar, his Soul Power circulating wildly!
The golden radiance of Ultimate Power erupted from his body and clashed violently with the black liquid.
Hiss, hiss, hiss—!
Black mist rose.
The Heavy Water was blasted apart, becoming countless black droplets that scattered in every direction.
Every drop that hit the ground smashed out an incomparably huge Deep Pit.
Lin Qing shook his arm, faint corrosion marks remaining on the Dragon Scales.
But they quickly recovered as if nothing had happened.
The Golden Dragon's recovery ability was no joke either.
He leaped dozens of meters backward, opening the distance as he panted heavily.
That strike had consumed quite a lot of his strength.
The Black Flood Dragon pressed its advantage and pursued.
Its enormous body was unbelievably agile. It twisted through the air and pounced again!
This time, its target was clear—Lin Qing's heart!
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