"That's enough!" On the high platform, Yu Yuanzhen finally couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up suddenly and shouted sternly, "Stop it!"
A pressure with the title Douluo surged towards the ring like a tide, trying to forcibly interrupt the game.
However, just when his pressure was about to touch the ring, a silver-white light flashed, and Little Silver appeared on the path of pressure. He opened his mouth and took a gentle breath - the pressure of the title Douluo that was enough to suffocate ordinary Soul Master.
She actually inhaled it into her mouth, then burped and exhaled a plume of smoke, as if she had just eaten an appetizer.
The whole audience was shocked again.
"Blocked? The pressure of the title Douluo was blocked by that Silver Luo San Pao?"
"What kind of monster is that? It can even swallow the pressure of the title Douluo?"
Yu Yuanzhen's expression became even uglier. He didn't expect that when he personally took action, he was actually blocked by a Luo Sanpao. How could he lose face?
Yu Tianlong raised his head and looked at Yu Yuanzhen on the high platform, with a cold smile on his lips, "Master Yu, during the competition, outsiders are not allowed to interfere in the competition. This is a rule. As the head of the family, do you want to break the rules in public?"
Yu Yuanzhen was choked by him and couldn't speak. His face turned blue and white, and finally he could only grit his teeth and sit back down again.
But his gaze was like a poisonous snake, staring at Yu Tianlong, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Yu Tianlong ignored him and turned around, looking at Yu Xiaogang who was slumped on the ground with an ashen face on the ring, and slowly said, "Yu Xiaogang, is there anything else you want to say?"
In the ring, Yu Xiaogang has completely fallen into madness.
"No! Impossible! I am the genius! I am True Dragon of the Yu Family!" He roared, his eyes were red, the veins on his forehead popped out, Soul Power surged wildly, "The fifth Soul Skill--Golden Dragon Rage!"
Golden Luo Sanpao let out a shrill roar, its body suddenly expanded, the golden light became extremely dazzling, and a violent breath burst out from its body.
This is Yu Xiaogang's strongest Soul Skill, which burns the vitality of Luo Sanpao in exchange for a short-term surge in combat power. This move was used by him to defeat a 30,000-year-old Soul Beast, and it was his trump card.
However, in the face of Little Gold, all this is in vain.
Little Gold didn't even use any Soul Skill, he just raised his right paw covered with golden scales and patted it lightly.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound. Golden Luo Sanpao's violent momentum dissipated instantly like a punctured balloon. Its huge body was knocked directly to the ground by this claw, smashing a big hole in the ring and causing gravel to scatter everywhere.
It struggled to get up, but its limbs were weak. It tried several times and failed. It could only lie on the ground, breathing heavily, with despair in its eyes.
Yu Xiaogang was stunned. His strongest Soul Skill couldn't even block the opponent's casual claw.
Yu Tianlong looked at him condescendingly, with a touch of ridicule in his voice:
"What is fake is fake. If you steal a trace of True Dragon Bloodline, do you really think that you are a real dragon? Ask your Luo Sanpao, does it believe it?"
Yu Xiaogang's body trembled suddenly, and his face turned as pale as paper. He opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but found that he had nothing to say.
Everything he was proud of seemed so vulnerable in front of Yu Tianlong.
In the audience, those who originally had expectations for Yu Xiaogang now showed expressions of disappointment and disgust.
"Too weak... Is this the so-called True Dragon of the Yu Family? Can't even catch the opponent's move?"
"The stolen strength is not yours after all. In front of a true genius, your true colors are revealed, right?"
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is really embarrassed this time. I don't want to let a good genius go, but I have to support a fake."
"That Yu Yuanzhen is also crazy. For the sake of his son, he will not even care about the future of the family. Now it's better. If you steal the chicken, you will lose the rice."
The comments came like a tide, and every sentence was like a knife piercing the hearts of Yu Xiaogang and Yu Yuanzhen.
On the high platform, Yu Yuanzhen's face could not be darker.
He was holding the armrest tightly, his knuckles were white, and his chest was heaving violently. It was obvious that he was trying his best to suppress his anger. He wanted to stop him, but the scene where Little Silver blocked his pressure just now made him feel a little more wary.
He didn't know what Yu Tianlong had been through in the past five years, but he was certain that the current Yu Tianlong was no longer the child he could control five years ago.
On the ring, Little Gold lowered his head and bit Golden Luo Sanpao's neck.
"Roar--!" Golden Luo Sanpao let out a shrill cry and struggled violently, but Little Gold's bite force was so amazing that it couldn't break free at all.
Then, in the shocked eyes of the audience, Little Gold began to devour it in reverse. It wanted to take back the trace of blood that was taken away back then with profit!
Golden Luo Sanpao's body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. Its golden scales gradually lost their luster and became dull.
Its huge body began to shrink, from eight meters to five meters, and then from five meters to three meters. Its fierce aura became weaker and weaker, and finally - it turned back into an ordinary, pale golden, chubby Luo Sanpao.
It was lying on the ground, its eyes were dull, as if it had lost all its spirituality, and it had turned back into the timid waste Martial Soul it was five years ago.
And Yu Xiaogang, at the moment Golden Luo Sanpao degenerated, suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood!
His Soul Power was like a flood that broke a bank, leaking out like crazy - level fifty-five... level fifty... level forty-five... level forty... level thirty-five... level thirty... and finally, it stopped at level twenty-nine.
Five years of hard training, all gone in one day.
He sat slumped on the ground, his face ashen, his eyes empty, as if he was an empty shell that had lost his soul.
He had practiced hard for five years, devoured countless Soul Beast, and endured countless pains. Everything he had gained in exchange for this was all gone in vain at this moment.
"No!!!"
On the high platform, Yu Yuanzhen let out a heart-rending roar. He stood up suddenly, and the pressure of the title Douluo broke out without reservation. The whole Martial Arts Arena trembled slightly under this pressure!
"Yu Tianlong! How dare you--!"
"What do I dare?" Yu Tianlong raised his head and met Yu Yuanzhen's eyes that were almost on fire without fear,
"I'm just getting back what belongs to me. Back then you wanted to devour my Luo Sanpao, and today I'm going to devour yours. It's fair, isn't it?"
Yu Yuanzhen was choked by him and could not speak. His chest heaved violently, his face turned green and red, as if he was about to vomit blood at any time.