I Don't Eat Beef

He was a dignified Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster!

After countless "battles" and "trials," he considered himself highly experienced and exceptionally discerning.

Yet at this moment, he was utterly baffled by the boy before him, who was not even twelve. It was as though the other party was veiled in mystery, making him impossible to see through.

Perhaps Guang Long had been too arrogant in his daily life, too accustomed to viewing himself as the strong one, or perhaps it was the influence of his dragon-type Martial Soul. Even in the face of such a bizarre situation, he showed no intention of restraining himself.

He patted his chest, curled his lips into a disdainful smile, and shouted at Gu Chen, "Little brat, we should at least be reasonable about things, right? It's perfectly fair for me to collect protection money from him..."

However, Gu Chen had no interest in listening to him ramble any longer and cut him off directly. "Hmph, I can't be bothered to reason with you. You don't deserve to hear it!"

There it was!

General Duanmu's classic line.

The moment the words fell, it was as if a thunderclap had exploded inside the shop.

In an instant, the entire store fell silent. Everyone had been stunned by Gu Chen's overwhelmingly domineering words.

Tang Wulin and Xie Xie stared at him in utter disbelief, unable to believe their ears.

What kind of thing was that to say?

It was simply too arrogant!

What a line—"I can't be bothered to reason with you. You don't deserve to hear it."

For such a domineering statement to come from the mouth of such a young boy was truly unimaginable.

When Guang Long heard Gu Chen's words, he froze for a moment, surprise flashing through his eyes.

But he quickly came back to his senses. A savage, disdainful smile appeared on his face as he gritted his teeth and said, "Brat, don't spout such nonsense! How dare you be so arrogant? You truly don't know your place!"

Gu Chen met Guang Long's gaze without the slightest fear. With a cold smile, he replied, "Strength determines everything! If you are stronger than me, then everything you say and do will naturally be regarded as truth. But if I am stronger than you, then my words and actions are the real reason!"

After saying that, he paused before adding, "This is a world where the strong devour the weak. Aren't you exactly that kind of person?!"

"I don't eat beef!"

At that moment, Tang Wulin could not help interjecting, "Huh? Chen Ge, weren't you eating it quite happily just now?"

Before he could finish, Xie Xie and Gu Yue both gave him a death glare. Their expressions made one thing perfectly clear: "Shut up!"

Gu Chen then turned to Xie Xie, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Well? Are you going, or should I do it?"

His words carried utter contempt for Guang Long, as though a fellow with only two Spirit Rings was nothing more than an insignificant nobody in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Xie Xie flew into a rage and shouted, "I'll do it!"

In an instant, a pair of incomparably sharp daggers appeared in his hands—the Light Dragon Dagger and the Shadow Dragon Dagger.

Then he pushed off the ground, his body flashing away like lightning as he vanished from where he stood.

The next moment, two piercing sounds split the air. The Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger became twin streaks of cold light as they shot straight for Guang Long's throat, swift as a storm and impossible to evade.

With a deafening clang, the razor-sharp blades, carrying fierce winds, were about to slash viciously into Guang Long's neck.

Yet at that critical moment, something shocking happened.

The exposed skin on Guang Long's body instantly changed, as though by magic, into a deep iron-gray color.

At his neck, raised iron-gray scales rapidly grew out, packed tightly together like an impenetrable suit of armor.

In an instant, the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger struck those hard Dragon Scales, producing a sharp, grating metallic crash.

The tremendous recoil brought Xie Xie's body to an abrupt halt, as though he had slammed into an insurmountable wall of bronze and iron.

Seizing the chance, Guang Long raised his fist without hesitation and threw a devastating punch with thunderous force.

At the same time, two dazzling halos suddenly rose beneath his feet.

One was pure white, while the other shone with brilliant yellow light. They were Spirit Rings, symbols of his formidable strength!

Clearly, this powerhouse with one white and one yellow Spirit Ring was a genuine Soul Grandmaster.

However, while Guang Long had some strength, that was all he amounted to in Gu Chen's eyes.

With Gu Chen's abilities, defeating this fellow would be as easy as turning over his hand. A single strike would be enough to finish him completely.

It would be better to let Xie Xie deal with him himself.

On the other side, Xie Xie was startled when he saw his attack so easily neutralized.

He hurriedly pulled back both daggers and crossed them in front of his chest, attempting to block Guang Long's terrifying punch.

Unfortunately, the gap in their strength was too great. Though Xie Xie did everything he could to defend himself, he still could not withstand that horrifying impact.

Amid a dull crash, Xie Xie was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, smashing heavily into the ground.

The moment he landed, Xie Xie flipped himself upright. A fierce, sharp light gleamed in his eyes as he stared fixedly at Guang Long in the distance, like an injured beast preparing for one final desperate battle.

Seeing Tang Wulin standing nearby, rubbing his fists and eager to try, Gu Chen said, "Stop hesitating. You go too! Xie Xie definitely isn't his match alone."

"But judging by the strength he has shown so far, he shouldn't be able to kill the two of you. This is a rare chance for real combat training!"

"Okay!" Tang Wulin responded excitedly. He had long been unable to hold himself back from joining in, but Xie Xie had rushed out first, so he had stopped and waited.

Now that Gu Chen had allowed him to join the battle, his spirits immediately rose, and he moved without hesitation.

Tang Wulin planted his feet on the ground. In an instant, a Spirit Ring glimmering with pale yellow light slowly emerged beneath him.

At the same time, the Blue Silver Grass that had lain quietly across the ground at the shop entrance seemed to come alive, rapidly growing and spreading.

As Tang Wulin explosively kicked off with both legs, he shot forward like an arrow loosed from its bow, moving as fast as lightning.

The two long strands of Blue Silver Grass coiled around the Tungsten Hammer like agile serpents, carrying fierce momentum as they smashed straight toward Guang Long's back.

It had to be said that the ability granted by Tang Wulin's first Spirit Ring was truly powerful.

The life-infused Spirit Ring not only gave the Blue Silver Grass extraordinary toughness, but also granted it immense regenerative power.

As a result, compared to an ordinary binding skill, this attack method that required no Spirit Ring enhancement was undoubtedly more efficient and far more powerful.

What plant-type Martial Soul did not know how to bind?

Did one really need to specifically obtain a snake-type binding Spirit Ring?

The tough, flexible Blue Silver Grass swiftly wrapped around the immensely heavy Tungsten Hammer like a spirit serpent, then smashed it viciously toward Guang Long's broad back with overwhelming force.

Yet, to everyone's surprise, that powerful blow failed to move Guang Long even an inch. He stood there as steady as a towering mountain.

At that moment, another equally formidable Tungsten Hammer came hurtling in, carrying mountain-toppling momentum as it crashed down onto Guang Long's back like a falling meteor.

With a thunderous bang, the entire shop seemed to tremble.

Those two terrifying forces struck Guang Long's back almost simultaneously. Even with his robust and powerful body, Guang Long staggered from the blows and nearly lost his footing.

"Damn brat!" Guang Long roared, his voice deafening as it rang through the air.

His furious eyes locked onto Tang Wulin in the distance, as though they were about to spit fire.

At the same time, he swung his thick, powerful dragon claw. The dense mass of Blue Silver Grass blocking him was sliced apart as easily as fragile paper.

In the blink of an eye, Guang Long's right claw, gleaming with cold light and covered in hard Dragon Scales, lunged toward Tang Wulin with lightning speed. His Martial Soul was too weak; he did not even need the conditions for partial dragonification.

In an instant, the air itself seemed to tear apart. Amid a piercing whistle, that savage dragon claw drove straight into Tang Wulin's chest.

Tang Wulin cried out in pain, feeling a chill spread across his chest. "Ah!"

When Guang Long pulled his dragon claw back out, he suddenly discovered a shocking smear of blood on it—a strange blood that was red with faint golden threads running through it.

Staring at the blood-stained dragon claw in his hand, the anger and killing intent on Guang Long's face instantly vanished, replaced by utter astonishment.

He stared blankly at the blood in his palm, as though petrified, completely silent.

For some reason, the blood in his hand felt unimaginably heavy at that moment, as though it weighed thousands of pounds.

An invisible yet powerful Dragon Might radiated from that blood. Like an inescapable shackle, it pinned Guang Long firmly in place and left him unable to move.

At that moment, a strange and mysterious phenomenon occurred—the blood on Guang Long's hand resonated intensely with the powerful bloodline within his body!

This sudden change left Tang Wulin rooted to the spot, completely at a loss.

In an instant, brilliant light flared from his right arm. Dragon Scales, seemingly forged from pure gold and lifelike in every detail, rapidly emerged and tightly covered his entire arm.

Those Dragon Scales emitted a heart-palpitating aura, as though they were not mere decoration but tangible entities containing boundless power.

Then Tang Wulin's right arm began undergoing a shocking transformation. His muscles swelled, his bones twisted and reformed, and eventually it became a massive, savage dragon claw!

Its sharp talons flashed with cold light, as though a casual swipe could tear through space itself.

At the same time, Tang Wulin's eyes underwent a drastic change. His originally pitch-black pupils transformed in an instant into blood-red vertical pupils, like burning flames that radiated scorching, violent energy.

As he stared at the person before him, an indescribable pressure surged from his body, mixed with endless Dragon Might and a dense, nauseating stench of blood and slaughter.

Before those terrifying blood-red vertical pupils, the one being watched could not summon even the slightest thought of resistance.

That crushing presence was like Mount Tai bearing down on an egg, filling one with despair and helplessness.

"You..." Guang Long went completely rigid at the sight, losing all ability to react.

His pupils contracted violently. It was as though he had suffered an unprecedented fright, and his body even began to tremble slightly.

He had never imagined that this seemingly ordinary boy could erupt with such terrifying majesty.

Bang!

As his knees weakened, Guang Long involuntarily dropped to his knees.

For a powerhouse possessing a dragon-type Martial Soul, kneeling to another was the greatest humiliation. Even when facing death, he would never easily submit.

Yet at this very moment, before the absolute power and kingly majesty Tang Wulin displayed, Guang Long had no ability to resist. He could only use this humiliating gesture to express the fear and reverence deep within his heart.

What was more, the instant the incomparably violent Golden Dragon King Bloodline within Tang Wulin erupted, it was as though an invisible flood of power swept outward, causing the bloodlines within both Gu Chen and Gu Yue to resonate and be drawn forth at the same time.

In an instant, strange and dazzling Dragon Marks appeared on the foreheads of all three.

Tang Wulin's forehead bore a brilliant golden Dragon Mark, like a golden sun hanging high in the sky.

Gu Yue's was a mysterious, profound silver Dragon Mark, like a cold moon gleaming in the night.

Gu Chen's, meanwhile, was an elegant and noble violet-gold, as eye-catching as purple qi arriving from the east.

Roar!

With a slightly hoarse Dragon Roar, the Purple Desolation Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon appeared behind Gu Chen, accompanied by three violet-gold Spirit Rings.

The other two possessed their powers through bloodline inheritance, while Gu Chen possessed both a Martial Soul and a bloodline. Gu Yue did as well, but it was not stated outright, because she herself was the Silver Dragon King while the other two were merely inheritors.

The three of them stood quietly where they were, and for a time, none of them spoke. The air around them seemed frozen as deathly silence enveloped the space.

Only the terrifying aura continuously pouring from Tang Wulin's body spread outward in all directions like surging waves...

Who could have expected that this eruption of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within Tang Wulin would trigger such a shocking chain reaction?

The Golden and Silver Dragon Kings, who had originally been hostile toward each other and wished to devour one another, seemed to have suddenly found some kind of balance in their conflict.

The longstanding hostility between the Purple Dragon and the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings also appeared to have temporarily reached a subtle equilibrium at this moment.

The violent, bloodthirsty emotions that had once raged within Gu Chen's heart had completely vanished, replaced by an unprecedented calm.

It was as though an exceptionally special and powerful force was quietly binding the three of them closely together.

"..."

"What is this? Could it be a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Or perhaps a Bloodline Fusion Skill?" Gu Chen stared at Tang Wulin in astonishment, unconsciously reaching up to touch the savage Dragon Horn on his head. His eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment.

Everything happening before him had completely exceeded the limits of his past understanding, leaving him shocked and at a loss.

After all, he had never seen a true Martial Soul Fusion Skill before, so he could only make deductions from the current situation.

Likewise, that was what he could not understand. The Purple Dragon Bloodline was capable of contending with the Dragon God Bloodline.

The two were enemies as well. How could they possibly possess a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?

Yet that was precisely the unreasonable part.

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