Tang San's Bet? Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Golden Sacred Dragon VS Level 93 Dugu Bo!

Yu Xiaogang shuddered, lifting his head as if waking from a dream:

"Are you saying... the Golden Sacred Dragon?"

That was the trump card that had allowed their "Golden Iron Triangle" to run rampant across the continent.

Even though there was now a vast gap in their cultivation levels, the essence of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill was the sublimation of bloodline and spirit.

After many years apart, Flender and Liu Erlong had both cultivated to the rank of high-level Soul Saint.

With Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao as the core, the power of their "Golden Sacred Dragon" Martial Soul Fusion Skill might just reach the level of a Titled Douluo!

Hearing this, a flash of brilliance crossed Tang San's eyes; he, too, understood the immense power of Martial Soul Fusion Skills.

Tang San stepped forward, looking directly at Golden Crocodile Douluo and Dugu Bo, and spoke in a deep voice:

"Since you seniors pride yourselves on being powerhouses, surely you would disdain bullying the weak.

How about we make a wager!"

Hearing this, Dugu Ce felt a strange sense of familiarity.

A wager?

Dugu Ce thought for a moment.

He recalled that in the original story, Tang San was indeed very fond of making wagers.

Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow:

"Wager on what?"

Tang San pointed at Yu Xiaogang and the others, his tone firm:

"Let us wager on the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of my teacher and his companions.

As long as they can withstand one minute against any one of you, you must let Dean Liu go and leave Blue Tyrant Academy!"

"If they cannot hold out, everyone at Shrek Academy will be at your mercy!"

Tang San was betting on the pride of these peak powerhouses, and he was also betting that the "Golden Sacred Dragon" could create a miracle.

Golden Crocodile Douluo acted as if he had heard the greatest joke in the world and could not help but burst into laughter.

He looked down at Tang San, then glanced at the ashen-faced Yu Xiaogang, a playful smirk curling his lips:

"One minute?

Little brat, it seems you have some misconceptions about the term 'Titled Douluo'."

Never mind him, even Dugu Bo and Dugu Xuan.

Facing the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Yu Xiaogang's trio, they could easily crush it!

Hearing Golden Crocodile Douluo speak, Yu Xiaogang's heart constricted violently, his complexion turning from white to green.

Back in Martial Soul City, thanks to his relationship with Bibi Dong, he had pored over a vast number of top-secret Martial Soul Hall archives, plagiarizing...

Ah, no, he had been studying knowledge to publish his own treatises on martial soul theory.

At the same time, he had learned from Bibi Dong.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was the Second Worship of the Worship Hall, possessing a terrifying level 98 soul power.

It could only be described as horrifying.

If the three of them had to face Golden Crocodile Douluo.

They probably wouldn't even last ten seconds.

"Golden... Golden Crocodile-mianxia!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled, and disregarding his dignity, he took a few steps forward and bowed humbly.

"As the Second Worship of the Worship Hall and a level 98 peak Douluo, you are a highly respected senior in the soul master world.

We juniors are nothing but ants before you; I beg you... please show mercy and do not participate in this wager."

Golden Crocodile Douluo had been sneering, but at these words, he paused, eyeing Yu Xiaogang with some surprise:

"Oh?

You trash, you actually recognize this old man?"

"This junior once had the honor of hearing of your great name while in Martial Soul City."

Cold sweat seeped from Yu Xiaogang's forehead, his tone fawning to the extreme.

"Given your status, if you were to strike personally, we would undoubtedly be unable to withstand even a single breath of your aura.

This wager... if you were to participate, it would truly diminish your majesty."

"Hahahaha!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo threw his head back and roared with laughter, the sound causing the surrounding bamboo forest to rustle.

"Interesting, truly interesting!

How could Bibi Dong have ever taken a liking to a spineless thing like you?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo remembered it all.

Back then, if not for Yu Xiaogang, how could there have been so many troublesome matters later on?

Dugu Bo sneered from the side:

"Second Worship, this piece of trash is afraid you'll slap him into a pulp of meat."

Golden Crocodile Douluo stopped laughing, his eyes filled with mockery:

"Rest assured, this old man has not yet fallen to the point where I need to lay a hand on a few defective goods like you.

To deal with you, either one of these two brothers of mine is more than enough."

In the eyes of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Only by joining forces could the three of Yu Xiaogang barely manifest the form of the 'Radiant Sacred Dragon'.

Compared to Dugu Ce, it was like the difference between heaven and earth!

Golden Crocodile Douluo turned his head to look at Dugu Ce and said casually:

"Ce'er, since this little brat wants to play, then accompany them for a while.

This old man would like to see how many seconds this so-called 'Golden Sacred Dragon' can last in front of my brothers."

As Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke, his lips moved slightly, sending a sound transmission to Dugu Ce.

He told Dugu Ce that the cowering figure behind Yu Xiaogang and the others, Xiao Wu, was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form.

From the moment Xiao Wu entered Blue Tyrant Academy.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, along with Dugu Bo and Dugu Xuan, had already sensed Xiao Wu's true identity.

Dugu Ce was not surprised by this in the slightest.

"Since Second Grandfather is interested, then I shall grant their wish."

Dugu Ce looked at Yu Xiaogang coldly, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

"Yu Xiaogang, don't say I didn't give you a chance.

As long as your Martial Soul Fusion Skill can last for one minute under my grand-uncle's hand, I will release Liu Erlong."

"Is that true?"

A glimmer of hope ignited in Flender's eyes.

In Flender's view.

Dugu Bo was merely a 'Title Floor Tile'.

His strength could only be considered the bottom of the barrel among Title Douluo.

His poison arts were mainly formidable in group battles.

Facing Dugu Bo, let alone how long they could hold out, there might even be a possibility of victory!

"This old man never speaks empty words."

Dugu Bo stepped out from the crowd, emerald soul power dancing at his fingertips, staring at Yu Xiaogang with a sinister gaze.

"Trash, begin your performance.

This old man wants to see how much heat that dragon manifested by your farting pig can actually muster."

As he spoke, Dugu Xuan also dissipated his soul power chains, allowing Liu Erlong to regain her freedom.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, though his heart remained filled with fear.

But seeing that Golden Crocodile Douluo truly had no intention of acting, he managed to steady his mind.

He shouted to Flender and Liu Erlong:

"Erlong, Flender, form the formation!"

From beginning to end, Liu Erlong did not look at Yu Xiaogang again, merely allowing her soul power to be drawn in a daze, her voice hollow:

"For the sake of freedom, let's do it."

"Sun and Moon Shine, Golden Turn!"

Yu Xiaogang roared as he threw Luo Sanpao, his hands forming seals at high speed.

Flender and Liu Erlong stood on either side, the three's soul power intertwining in the air to form a massive golden triangle.

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black!

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black!

Yellow, Yellow...

The soul rings rose from beneath the three, merging together as well.

However, at the critical moment of the soul power fusion, the golden light began to tremble violently.

"Erlong!

Steady your mind!"

Flender's expression changed drastically; he could feel the soul power output from Liu Erlong's side becoming intermittent.

Liu Erlong curled her lips in self-mockery, looking at Yu Xiaogang's face, which was twisted with fear, a sense of desolation filling her heart.

Is this the man she waited for?

Is this the "hero" she had loved for twenty years?