Xuan Zi's Defeat Shocks the World

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar, Golden Crocodile King!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not bother with any probing.

The moment the battle began, he went all out.

A ten-thousand-foot golden crocodile shadow soared into the sky, suppressing the heavens and the earth.

The extreme, savage, and violent soul power exploded, causing the surrounding arena to shake violently.

His limit soul ring configuration of two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red burned fiercely, the foundation of a hundred years of bitter cultivation completely unleashed!

Xuan Zi's expression changed.

Feeling the terrifying killing intent of Golden Crocodile Douluo, he forcibly activated his martial soul to counterattack.

"You have no sense of martial honor!"

"As the dignified Second Worship of Martial Soul Hall, you take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state. Even if you win, aren't you afraid of others saying your victory was unearned?"

Xuan Zi's Godly Taotie Bull collided with Golden Crocodile Douluo.

But Golden Crocodile Douluo had no mood to waste words with Xuan Zi.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Golden Crocodile Rotation!"

A golden storm suddenly took shape.

Thousands of scales condensed into peerless blades, rotating at high speed to tear through the void, carrying a terrifying strangling force capable of shredding tendons and bones as it charged straight at Xuan Zi!

This was Golden Crocodile's most stable melee killing move, combining offense and defense, peerlessly domineering.

If he were in a sober state, Xuan Zi would only need a single thought to unfold his Taotie Prison-Suppressing Domain, easily suppressing, devouring, and neutralizing the attack.

Without the slightest effort.

But at this moment, the drunken and muddled Xuan Zi was a full instant too slow.

In battles between experts, it is often the details of a single instant that determine success or failure.

"Taotie... Prison-Suppressing."

Xuan Zi's head was heavy, his speech slurred, and he activated his counterattack in a panic.

Black Taotie soul power surged reluctantly.

The suppression domain, which should have been heavy and solid, covering the entire field, was instead fragmented and broken, as thin as a cicada's wing.

It could not even exert fifty percent of its power.

Crack!

The fragile Taotie Prison-Suppressing Domain was instantly torn apart by the Golden Crocodile Rotation storm!

The violent golden strangling force surged directly into his body; the protective aura Xuan Zi had hastily raised cracked upon impact, and the massive force sent him staggering back several steps, his blood churning and a metallic taste rising in his throat.

With just this one move, Golden Crocodile Douluo successfully dealt a heavy blow to Xuan Zi.

Xuan Zi's already muddled head did not clear up from this strike; instead, he became even more dizzy.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was greatly surprised.

"Is he really drunk?"

He had originally thought that all of this was merely a facade Xuan Zi was putting on.

But after this strike, Golden Crocodile Douluo could be certain that Xuan Zi was truly not in his right state.

Otherwise, given his strength, it would have been impossible to succeed so easily.

"Is he looking down on me?"

"To dare to drink like this before a great battle with me."

Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned, and an even more fierce offensive followed.

Regardless of why Xuan Zi came onto the stage drunk.

Golden Crocodile Douluo knew that a drunken Xuan Zi was only weakened, not vulnerable.

He could not afford to be careless.

Xuan Zi's foundation as a level 98 powerhouse remained.

His physical body, basic soul power, and the lingering pressure of a divine beast were still terrifying.

Once Xuan Zi forced out the alcohol and steadied his mind.

A comeback might happen in the blink of an eye.

If Golden Crocodile Douluo wanted to win, he could not drag out the fight.

He had to seize the moment of his opponent's weakness and end the battle in one go.

"Ten Thousand Crocodiles Devour Heaven!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo ferociously unleashed his Ninth Soul Skill!

The sky-covering, blood-colored golden crocodile shadows blotted out the sun.

The phantom of the ferocious beast carried a manic intent for mutual destruction, sealing off every avenue of escape for Xuan Zi.

Ignoring consumption, ignoring defense, seeking only to slaughter the opponent!

Dizzy and lightheaded, Xuan Zi stared at the sky filled with lethal crocodile shadows, bracing himself to defend with all his might.

"Swallow the Heavens... Devour the Earth!"

Xuan Zi channeled the chaotic soul power within his body, activating his ninth soul skill.

A black Taotie Vortex barely managed to take shape.

But his chaotic soul power simply could not sustain the top-tier laws of devouring!

The Taotie Vortex, which in the past could swallow the heavens and earth and dissolve all techniques, now possessed only weak suction and a pitifully narrow range.

The sky-filling crocodile shadows slammed frantically against the vortex barrier, continuously tearing through and breaking the devouring confinement.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of explosions shook the sea of clouds!

The remaining Power of Ten Thousand Crocodiles broke through the vortex, slamming fiercely into Xuan Zi's Taotie True Body.

Xuan Zi's massive frame shuddered, and he retreated again and again.

The white jade floor tiles of the Arena Tournament stage shattered inch by inch beneath his feet.

In his drunken state, he could not replenish his strength; every direct hit was a pure loss.

His vitality decayed rapidly, and his soul power plummeted off a cliff.

Yet Golden Crocodile Douluo continued to attack without defending, trading injury for a kill.

His chest was cracked open by the backlash, revealing bone.

Golden essence blood seeped out continuously, and his scales shattered in small patches.

But his offensive, far from weakening, grew even more violent!

"Not enough! Still not enough!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes were blood-red as he roared while bathed in blood.

He knew well that Xuan Zi's margin for error was too high.

Even with his state severely compromised, he still possessed the potential for a comeback while at low health.

This was the terror of a Soul Core.

To lock in the victory completely, he had to inflict an irreversible, heavy injury!

He would not give Xuan Zi any chance to recover.

"Taking advantage of someone's misfortune."

"You are taking advantage of someone's misfortune."

The alcohol surged in Xuan Zi, his vision blackening, his consciousness in chaos; he could no longer precisely manipulate his soul skills.

Relying on the instincts of a ninety-eighth-level Super Douluo, he propped up a final layer of Taotie Godly Bull Protective Divine Light.

But in the face of Golden Crocodile Douluo's madness of trading injury for a kill.

The remaining defense was fragile and useless!

BOOM!!!

A heaven-shaking, ultimate collision erupted!

Blood-colored golden light pierced through the black divine light, slamming fiercely into Xuan Zi's chest!

Pfft!

Xuan Zi vomited a mouthful of scalding blood, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string before crashing heavily onto the edge of the arena.

The Taotie Godly Bull phantom dimmed, shattered, and dissipated.

Xuan Zi's meridians were damaged over a large area, and he had completely lost the strength to continue fighting!

He braced himself against the arena floor, trying to rise, but his legs went limp.

In the center of the battlefield, Golden Crocodile Douluo stood tall.

He had won!

Although he had indeed won somewhat unfairly.

But that could only be blamed on Xuan Zi himself.

Who told Xuan Zi to drop the ball at such a critical moment?

To get himself dead drunk before the start of the Arena Tournament.

Golden Crocodile Douluo seized the opportunity; what fault was there in that?

"Are you kidding me?"

"The battle... is already over?"

Ning Fengzhi watched everything unfolding on the arena, his eyes wide with disbelief.

He had naively assumed that Xuan Zi was merely feigning weakness to lure the enemy into a trap.

He never expected that Xuan Zi was actually a pig in reality.

What kind of sane person gets themselves drunk before a battle even begins?

Is this even something a human being would do?

Ning Fengzhi felt his entire worldview being dismantled and rearranged.

Logically speaking, a rank 98 Super Douluo should never be so reckless.

Yet, Xuan Zi was an absolute anomaly.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Ning Fengzhi would never have believed a Super Douluo could be this absurd.

"No..."

"My soul power..."

Ning Fengzhi's heart was bleeding.

He had intended to recoup his losses and break even with this single bet.

Instead, that deadbeat Xuan Zi had only maximized his losses.

At this moment!

Ning Fengzhi felt the urge to kill Xuan Zi.

This loss was just too unjust.

Ning Fengzhi frantically cursed Xuan Zi's entire family in his mind.

He desperately wanted to know what kind of organization the Sea God Pavilion was to have raised a pig like Xuan Zi into a Super Douluo.

This battle would surely be recorded in the annals of history by all major factions.

Xuan Zi could serve as a cautionary tale to educate others.