Yu Xiaogang Goes Bald? Liu Erlong Chooses Dugu Ce, Flender Faints from Anger!

The Er Ming mentioned by Xiao Wu, Dugu Bo could guess without hesitation that it must be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Golden Crocodile Douluo also shook his head, idly fiddling with his fingers:

"Ce'er, watch closely, this is the so-called 'theoretically invincible'.

In the face of absolute power, any flashy fusion skill is a paper tiger."

At the center of the battlefield, Dugu Bo, bathed in golden light, his emerald snake eyes filled with mockery.

"Yu Xiaogang, is this all you've got?"

Dugu Bo's voice came from the Serpent Emperor's mouth, with layers of echoes.

"You think I'm going head-to-head with you?

I'm just watching your performance.

This move is called 'Serpent Emperor's Might'!"

Before his voice even fell, the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor violently swung its tail. The massive tail, accompanied by the explosive sound of tearing air, fiercely lashed out at the Golden Sacred Dragon's abdomen.

"Bang!"

The Golden Sacred Dragon was sent tumbling hundreds of meters through the air by this strike, its light instantly dimming.

"Pfft--!"

Yu Xiaogang, at the core, spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

But he still gritted his teeth, madness gleaming in his eyes:

"No... I haven't lost yet!

Sacred Dragon, burn your Soul Power!

Crash him to pieces!"

"Xiaogang!

Are you crazy!"

Flender discovered in horror that Yu Xiaogang was forcibly draining the Soul Power origin of the three of them.

Liu Erlong was pulled by this frantic force, her body trembling slightly.

She looked coldly at Yu Xiaogang's back and murmured softly:

"For your hypocritical dignity, you're disregarding even our lives?"

"Yu Xiaogang, you truly are a complete lunatic!"

Flender felt the life origin within him rapidly draining away.

Due to excessive overdraft, Flender's hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Xiaogang, stop!

If this continues, Erlong will die!"

"Shut up!

As long as we win, all losses will be worth it!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, his face contorted like a demon from hell.

He spread his arms and roared madly at the phantom in the sky:

"Golden Sacred Dragon, sacrifice your origin!

Crash that stinking snake to pieces!"

The Golden Sacred Dragon in the sky let out a mournful cry. A layer of blood appeared on its originally golden scales.

Its dragon body expanded by a full circle, carrying a tragic and resolute aura, transforming into a massive meteor that crazily charged towards the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor.

"Teacher..."

Tang San watched this scene, his previously excited mood instantly plummeting.

Having lived two lives, how could he not see that this was a desperate gamble?

Yu Xiaogang's own origin was already depleted.

But he still insisted on forcibly drawing from Flender and Liu Erlong's martial soul origins.

No matter that this would permanently cap their future Soul Power Level, even shorten their lives.

But he had to win this match!

After all, if he lost, Liu Erlong would be snatched away.

The 'Golden Iron Triangle' led by him, Yu Xiaogang, would cease to exist.

He, Yu Xiaogang, would once again become that 'waste 'Master' who was fifty years old and hadn't broken through level 30'.

And Flender, for Liu Erlong's sake, had voluntarily contributed his own origin.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been in the blink of an eye that Flender's hair had turned white.

"Ce'er, do you see that?"

Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back atop the serpent's head, his expression one of utter boredom as he faced that desperate final strike.

"This is the final struggle of a piece of trash."

"Since he wants to see a 'miracle,' then this old man shall show him what 'despair' truly is."

"Eighth Spirit Ability, Time Stasis!"

The eighth pitch-black spirit ring beneath Dugu Bo's feet suddenly flared with light.

The space within a hundred-meter radius seemed to solidify completely at this very moment.

The Blood-Colored Sacred Dragon, which had been charging with wild ferocity, was frozen stiff in mid-air.

Even the dragon's breath it had exhaled condensed into eerie, crystalline shards.

"Wh... what?"

The madness on Yu Xiaogang's face froze instantly.

He tried desperately to mobilize his spirit power, only to find his body trapped as if encased in ten thousand years of glacial ice, his very thoughts slowing to a crawl.

"One minute?"

"Yu Xiaogang, you didn't even last forty seconds."

Dugu Bo walked slowly toward the rigid Sacred Dragon and gently extended a finger, tapping it against the dragon's head.

"Shatter, along with your beautiful dream."

"Bang--!"

With a crisp, shattering sound.

The seemingly majestic Golden Sacred Dragon crumbled into a sky full of golden dust in an instant, as fragile as glass.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

Three figures plummeted from the air almost simultaneously, crashing heavily onto the lawn of Blue Tyrant Academy.

Flender's face was as pale as gold paper, and Liu Erlong was unconscious.

As for the core of the formation, Yu Xiaogang, he was in a truly wretched state.

Not only was he bleeding from his seven orifices, but all his black hair had fallen out, leaving his head so smooth it reflected the light.

He slumped on the ground, looking like a piece of dead, rotting wood.

"Teacher!"

Tang San's eyes were split with rage; his figure flashed as he rushed to Yu Xiaogang's side, his trembling hand reaching for his pulse.

"The wager is over."

Dugu Ce looked at the Shrek group and said indifferently.

"Aunt Erlong, the outcome is decided; it is time to fulfill your promise."

Liu Erlong stood up unsteadily, pushing away Zhu Zhuqing who had tried to support her.

Her face was as white as paper, and she walked toward Dugu Ce with a look of absolute resolve.

"Erlong... no, you cannot go with him!"

Yu Xiaogang struggled to crawl toward Liu Erlong.

Yu Xiaogang's short hair had been completely scorched away during the burning of his origin essence.

Now, sporting a bald head and a face covered in blood and grime, he looked both ridiculous and terrifying.

Yu Xiaogang shouted with a hoarse voice:

"Dugu Ce, you are forcibly abducting a woman! As a descendant of the Dugu family, are you not afraid of the world's ridicule?"

"Ridicule?"

Dugu Ce let out a cold laugh.

"The wager was one you accepted yourself, and the Golden Sacred Dragon was shattered by your own hand. Yu Xiaogang, besides hiding behind women and spouting grand principles, what else can you do?"

"Get lost."

Liu Erlong didn't even glance at Yu Xiaogang, her voice as cold as ice.

"Erlong! I did this to save everyone!"

Yu Xiaogang clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, pleading.

"You're from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he wouldn't dare do anything to you.

Beg him, beg Dugu Ce..."

"To save everyone?

Or for your pathetic pride?"

Liu Erlong violently threw Yu Xiaogang's hand away, laughing at herself with self-mockery.

Her laughter was filled with desolation.

"Yu Xiaogang, twenty years, I've waited twenty years for you.

Only today do I see clearly, you're simply not worthy.

Following Dugu Ce, at least he's a real man, while you... are just an utterly selfish coward."

"Pfft--!"

Flender, watching this scene, then looked down at his own withered hands.

Overcome with anger, he spewed out a large mouthful of fresh blood.

"Erlong... to you... in the end, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Flender's eyes went black, and he fell straight down.