Flender's Shock: Dugu Bo is Level 93? Yu Xiaogang Gets Cocky: Golden Sacred Dragon, Attack!

"Erlong!

I beg you, for the sake of everyone's lives, hurry and gather your energy!"

Yu Xiaogang was drenched in sweat from anxiety, his voice laced with a hint of pleading.

In Yu Xiaogang's view, the Dugu Clan had staged a comeback this time and would absolutely retaliate against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Regardless of what happened to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the first thing he had to do now was preserve his own life.

Liu Erlong closed her eyes and took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the disgust in her heart as she frantically poured her soul power into the formation.

"Hum--!"

Golden light soared into the sky, and the originally silly-looking Luo Sanpao expanded wildly within the radiance.

Brilliant golden scales sprouted all over his body, his eyes burning like torches, until he finally transformed into a majestic Golden Sacred Dragon.

It circled in mid-air, letting out a deafening dragon roar.

"It succeeded!"

Seeing this, Tang San's eyes were filled with excitement.

"This is the power Teacher spoke of, enough to contend with a Titled Douluo! As long as we can hold out for one minute, we win!"

"Too strong! With this kind of pressure, Dugu Bo definitely won't be able to break through it instantly!"

Dai Mubai also clenched his fists, his expression stirred.

"Master is truly formidable; once this trump card is revealed, who can compete with us!"

Ma Hongjun shouted and hollered from the side, his face full of arrogance.

Hiding behind Tang San, Xiao Wu watched the three men led by Dugu Bo, who were making no moves, and her tense body finally relaxed.

"It seems these three Titled Douluos aren't much after all."

Xiao Wu felt secretly smug.

"They haven't discovered my identity after all this time; it seems my concealment methods can even deceive a peak ninety-eighth-level Douluo. So much for being prestigious and respected—they're nothing more than this."

Xiao Wu tugged at the corner of Tang San's shirt and whispered:

"Brother, look, they don't even dare to move. They must be terrified by Master's Golden Sacred Dragon!"

Dugu Bo looked at the illusory golden dragon in the sky and listened to the naive chatter of the Shrek group.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly:

"Golden Sacred Dragon? Heh, it's nothing more than a counterfeit propped up by the lingering remnants of bloodline power. Compared to Ce'er's Radiant Sacred Dragon, it has nothing but the form."

Dugu Bo looked at Yu Xiaogang, his eyes full of mockery:

"Yu Xiaogang, you don't actually think that you can stop this old man with a phantom cobbled together by three defective products, do you?"

"Dugu Bo, enough talk!"

Yu Xiaogang, now controlling the Golden Sacred Dragon, felt his backbone stiffen.

With a stern expression, he said to Dugu Bo:

"One minute, just one minute! Do you dare to take the challenge?"

"Hahaha, interesting, truly interesting!"

Dugu Bo acted as if he had heard the greatest joke in the world, laughing until he doubled over, his long emerald hair dancing wildly.

"Yu Xiaogang, do you really think this old man is destined to remain stuck at level ninety-one for the rest of his life?"

As soon as his voice fell, a ghastly green light suddenly erupted from Dugu Bo's body.

Accompanied by a harsh hissing sound, the massive phantom of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor emerged behind him.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

Nine soul rings shone in unison, and the soul power pressure of level ninety-three surged toward the Golden Sacred Dragon like a collapsing mountain or an overturning sea.

"Level ninety-three?!"

Flender's face turned deathly pale, and he shrieked:

"This is impossible!"

"Rumor has it that Dugu Bo's spirit power is unstable, and he would never advance another step in his life; how could he possibly have reached level ninety-three in such a short time?"

"Frogs at the bottom of a well."

Dugu Bo scoffed, sweeping a cold, sinister gaze over the three of them:

"Thanks to Ce'er, this old man has long since been reborn.

Yu Xiaogang, your pathetic dragon is unworthy of the name Sacred Dragon.

In this old man's eyes, it is nothing more than a slightly larger loach!"

Yu Xiaogang was forced back three steps by the sheer pressure.

Yet, as he controlled the Golden Sacred Dragon, he felt a surge of unprecedented power within his body.

The inferiority he had suppressed for years suddenly transformed into a twisted arrogance.

"So what if you are level ninety-three?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression turned ferocious as he glared at Dugu Bo:

"This is the Golden Sacred Dragon!

The supreme being among dragons!

Dugu Bo, you are nothing but a stinking snake that plays with poison.

Today, I will let you witness what true bloodline suppression is!"

"Golden Sacred Dragon, tear him to shreds!"

Yu Xiaogang roared, disregarding the original intent of the wager to "hold out for one minute."

Controlling the massive phantom of the Sacred Dragon, he dove toward Dugu Bo with a deafening roar.

"Xiaogang!

What are you doing?"

Flender was terrified out of his wits and shouted:

"Stop!

We only need to defend!

We just need to hold out for one minute; there is no need to launch an offensive!"

"Defend?

Why should I defend?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, his demeanor bordering on madness:

"I want to prove to everyone that I, Yu Xiaogang, am no trash!

My theories are invincible!

My Martial Soul Fusion Skill is equally invincible!"

Liu Erlong looked at the now near-maniacal Yu Xiaogang, and the last glimmer of light in her eyes was extinguished completely.

Even at a time like this, all this man could think about was his own pathetic pride.

"Is this your choice... Yu Xiaogang."

Liu Erlong closed her eyes in misery, saying nothing more, merely maintaining the output of her spirit power mechanically.

"Seeking your own death."

Dugu Bo sneered, his figure motionless, yet the seventh spirit ring beneath his feet ignited.

"Since you want to play, this old man will play along with you imposters to the fullest!"

"Seventh Spirit Skill, Jade Phosphorous True Form!"

Dugu Bo let out a sharp hiss, and the massive Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor instantly solidified.

Green poisonous mist spread like a tidal wave, dyeing half the sky a ghastly green.

"Sacred Dragon Breath!"

Yu Xiaogang waved his hands frantically.

The Golden Sacred Dragon in the air opened its massive maw, and a brilliant golden light surged forth.

It headed straight for Dugu Bo's face.

"BOOM--!"

The golden light and the poisonous mist collided violently in the air, erupting with an earth-shattering roar.

"Haha!

Did you see that?

This is the power of the Golden Sacred Dragon!"

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang laughed wildly, his face flushed with excitement.

"Dugu Bo, your poison is nothing more than this!"

"Xiaogang, stop at once!"

Flender was drenched in cold sweat, the speed at which his soul power was being consumed leaving him terrified.

"If we clash soul power like this, we won't last a minute! Switch to defense, quickly!"

"Shut up! Flender, what do you know?"

Yu Xiaogang roared without looking back.

"As long as we defeat him here, our Shrek will become famous! The name of Yu Xiaogang will resound throughout the Douluo Continent!"

Tang San frowned as he watched from the side, a trace of unease rising in his heart:

Teacher's state... seems a bit off. But the power of the Golden Sacred Dragon is truly astonishing; it can actually go head-to-head with a level-ninety-three Title Douluo.

"Brother, don't worry, Grandmaster must have it under control."

Xiao Wu crossed her arms, watching the battle with a relaxed expression.

"That big snake looks like nothing special; it's not even as strong as Er Ming."

Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Dugu Ce could not help but sneer in his heart:

"Is this the extent of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's insight?"