Spirit City, rear courtyard of the Worship Hall.
Training ground.
The ground was paved with the hardest granite, its surface covered in marks of varying depth and scorch marks from countless battles and Soul Skill impacts.
At that moment, two figures, one old and one young, were locked in a fierce clash at the center of the training ground.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Holy Sword!"
A cool female voice rang out, carrying unquestionable authority.
Dressed in a fitted white-and-gold battle dress, Qian Renxue gripped a golden greatsword with both hands and slashed fiercely at the old man before her!
Facing this devastating strike, the old man merely raised his right hand calmly.
He was an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in luxurious golden robes embroidered with silver. His face was stern, and his eyes were as deep as ancient wells.
The instant Qian Renxue attacked, brilliant golden light burst from his body. Fine golden scales swiftly covered him from head to toe, his hands transformed into sharp crocodile claws, and a massive tail covered in scales and spikes extended from his back!
Golden Crocodile King!
A level ninety-eight Titled Douluo, the Second Worship of the Worship Hall—Golden Crocodile Douluo!
"Fourth Soul Skill, Tearing Crocodile Claw."
Golden Crocodile's voice was steady as a bell. With a casual swing of his right claw, five streaks of golden claw-light met the Holy Sword.
"Boom—!!!"
A deafening metallic crash erupted! A blinding burst of light exploded where the golden greatsword collided with the crocodile claw!
Qian Renxue let out a muffled groan and staggered back several steps before steadying herself.
Her sword-holding hands were slightly numb, and a stabbing pain ran through the web between her thumb and forefinger. Yet there was not the slightest hint of retreat in her eyes. Instead,