Beating Up the Old Stubborn Bone!

BOOM!

Liu Erlong's figure vanished in an instant.

Everyone's pupils constricted; even the perception of a Soul Douluo could not track her trajectory.

The next second, Yu Bazhen's aged face took a solid, heavy punch.

The terrifying force of the blow exploded, shattering the 82nd-rank Soul Douluo's protective Soul Power and dragon scales as if they were made of paper.

Yu Bazhen flew backward, spitting blood as his teeth scattered across the ground and half his face swelled up violently.

His body smashed through two stone pillars and slammed into the rockery at the edge of the plaza, causing the rubble to collapse and bury him beneath it.

Liu Erlong slowly retracted her right fist, shook the blood from her hand, and swept a cold gaze across the crowd.

"Trash."

"How dare you, you thief!"

The Second Elder, Yu Tianqi, erupted in fury, thunder exploding around his body as the phantom of a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon roared behind him.

His arms underwent dragonization, and his fifth Soul Ring burst with black light.

"Fifth Soul Skill—Thunder Dragon Emperor Break!"

A purple lightning pillar as thick as a water barrel, wreathed in the sound of a dragon's roar, slammed straight toward Liu Erlong.

Liu Erlong didn't even lift an eyelid, charging head-on into the lightning.

The thunder struck her, only producing a few wisps of white smoke.

"Is that it?"

Her fist had already slammed into Yu Tianqi's chest. His sternum shattered, and blood sprayed wildly.

Liu Erlong did not stop; she grabbed him by the collar with a backhand, hoisting his entire body into the air.

"Speak! Which bastard was it back then who said, 'An illegitimate daughter is a mongrel and not fit to enter the clan genealogy'?"

Yu Tianqi was beaten until his face was covered in blood, two teeth missing.

"You... who exactly are you..."

At that moment, the surrounding disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect shuddered.

Illegitimate daughter? Mongrel? Not fit for the genealogy?

These words struck everyone present who knew the past like a bolt of lightning.

Someone swallowed hard, their voice trembling.

"She... she is that illegitimate daughter of Yu Luomian!"

"An illegitimate daughter! She said illegitimate daughter! The one who was turned away from the sect gates back then—"

"Liu Erlong! Her name is Liu Erlong! Yu Luomian's daughter from the outside!"

As someone in the crowd shouted the name, the entire scene erupted in an uproar.

The First Elder, Yu Bazhen, struggled to prop himself up from the rubble of the rockery, covered in blood, his eyes wide and his lips trembling.

"You... you are Yu Luomian's daughter?"

Liu Erlong tilted her head, a cold arc forming at the corner of her mouth.

She released Yu Tianqi, letting him drop to the ground like a rag, and turned to walk toward Yu Guanzhen step by step.

"What? Finally remembered?"

"Was it you lot who said my mother was a brothel whore and that I was a mongrel, unworthy of the surname Yu?"

Her gaze swept over everyone present, her golden vertical pupils filled with mockery.

"Guessed it but too afraid to admit it? Or is it that you'd rather believe that mongrel illegitimate daughter would be a waste for the rest of her life, than believe she could trample you old things under her feet?"

Her tone rose sharply, fire burning in her eyes.

"I am Liu Erlong! The illegitimate daughter you decided 'mongrels cannot enter the genealogy' without even glancing at back then!"

The entire place fell into deathly silence.

The Third Elder, Yu Guanzhen, turned livid and roared:

"Liu Erlong! As someone with the blood of the Yu family, you dare to injure your own uncles and elders! You have no regard for etiquette or law! Do you even have the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect in your eyes?"

"Uncles and elders?" Liu Erlong pointed at the fallen Yu Bazhen and Yu Tianqi. "My surname is Liu, not Yu. Who is your niece? Are you even worthy?"

"Insolence!" the Law Enforcement Elder, Yu Zongzhen, shouted in a deep voice, "No matter what your surname is, you have the blood of the Yu family flowing in your veins! Everything you have done today is a betrayal of your ancestors!"

"Betrayal of my ancestors?"

Liu Erlong's smile vanished instantly, replaced by cold, murderous intent.

"Back then, my mother died of illness in that house, and Yu Luomian was the one who came to collect the corpse. You old things, which one of you ever came to take a look?"

"When my Martial Soul awakened and mutated into a Fire Dragon, you didn't even glance at it before declaring that 'mixed blood shall not enter the clan genealogy'."

"Now you want to talk to me about bloodlines? Talk to me about ancestors?"

She pointed at the wailing inner-sect disciples scattered across the ground, her voice growing increasingly shrill.

"Is this the ancestral rule of your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? Bullying the weak and fearing the strong? You bully those you can beat, and play dirty when you can't?"

"Forgetting your roots, are you?"

She took a single step, and the bluestone slabs within a radius of several meters shattered.

A terrifying aura vented outward, and her Dragon Might soared into the sky.

"Today, I am going to trample your pathetic rules into pieces, one by one!"

Yu Zongzhen's expression turned gloomy, his voice icy: "Liu Erlong, you've only managed to run wild in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect because you were lucky enough to stumble upon some fortuitous encounter? Do you really think you can turn the heavens upside down all by yourself? Today, you will pay the price!"

"Lucky?" Liu Erlong laughed wildly.

"So what if I'm lucky? The heavens have blessed me with this meal; are you dissatisfied?"

"You old fogies took decades just to crawl to the level of Soul Douluo, and you think you're qualified to talk to me about a price?"

"Even if a fortuitous encounter were placed right in front of you, you wouldn't be able to withstand it!"

She spread her arms, her gaze sweeping over everyone.

Yet, in her heart, she sneered: going from level twenty-six to level sixty-five in less than two months.

Do they really think that could be achieved just by luck?

Can a simple phrase like 'lucky' erase the hellish training she had endured over these past two months?

For these two months, she had been trained like an Anti-Magic Ninja by that bastard Jiang Ce.

The highest requirement was that she must endure three thousand times the sensory input.

Three thousand times—who the hell could actually withstand that?

To reach that level, she had to fight every day while stuffed with two Phantom Dragons.

For an ordinary woman, just walking would be a problem.

But running?

Not only did she have to endure it, she had to engage in frantic, life-or-death battles with Soul Beasts, and she had to do it without even changing her expression.

And that bastard would manipulate the settings from time to time, using his first Soul Skill—Phantom Dragon Impact.

And his second Soul Skill—Lightning Poison Dragon Drill.

Did they really think her power was gained merely through luck?

An ordinary person would have long since been reduced to a shell of pure desire, stripped of their personality and ability to think by this Tentacle Monster.

If these stubborn old men were to truly put themselves in her shoes, there was no way in Hell they could have survived such hellish training.

Liu Erlong's disdain only made the elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect even more furious.

"Good! Good! Good!" Yu Guanzhen laughed in his rage. "Since you are seeking death, don't blame us for disregarding the bonds of blood!"

He took a large stride forward, and his eighth Soul Ring exploded.

"Attack together! Take down this madwoman!"

The remaining three elders—Yu Guanzhen, Yu Zongzhen, and another elder who had just crawled up from the ground—along with ten high-level Soul Sages, ignited their Martial Souls simultaneously.

Thunder filled the sky, and lightning dragons roared.

A full thirteen people lunged at Liu Erlong from all directions.

"Attacking together? You old things are too slow; I'm in a hurry, so attacking together is just perfect!"

"Roar--!"

A massive phantom of a Golden Holy Flame Dragon roared out from behind Liu Erlong.

Its hundred-meter dragon body coiled in the high sky, its entire form burning with scorching golden flames.

Her eyes transformed into golden vertical pupils, golden flames surged around her, and her Dragon Might crushed down with overwhelming force.

Six Soul Rings exploded from beneath her feet: two yellow, one purple, and three black.

The light was blinding, the purple vibrant and the black chilling.

"First Soul Skill—Golden Holy Flame Dragon Possession!"

Golden dragon scales emerged from beneath her skin, covering her entire body as flames ignited across her surface.

All attributes increased by 200%.

"Second Soul Skill—Golden Holy Flame Dragon Arm!"

Her right arm was layered in golden dragon scale armor, with holy flames coalescing into the shape of a dragon's head at her knuckles.

Right arm attack power and strength increased by 200%.

Combined with Jiang Ce's 5x independent multiplier, her total attributes increased by 15 times, with an additional 15x boost to her right-hand attack power and strength.

"Golden Holy Flame Dragon! Her martial soul really evolved from a Fire Dragon!"

"A Six-Ring Soul Emperor! A Ten Thousand Year Fourth Ring! It really is that prodigy from the intelligence report!"

"A Fire Dragon undergoing a secondary mutation into a Golden Dragon! That's a one-in-a-million chance!"

Liu Erlong ignored the exclamations.

She stomped her right foot into the ground, her figure shooting forward like a cannonball as she charged head-on into the thirteen men.

In an instant, she appeared before Yu Guanzhen.

"You just said something about forgetting one's ancestors?" She slammed a fist into his chest.

"Crack!" His sternum shattered, and blood sprayed wildly.

"Who the hell are you to talk to me about ancestors?"

Her second punch landed on his face, sending teeth flying as his entire body was sent hurtling backward.

Liu Erlong did not stop.

Her figure wove between the thirteen men, each pause accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking bones.

One punch, one down. One punch, one down. One punch, one down.

Golden flames erupted across the plaza, and the Soul Douluos and Soul Sages were blasted away like punching bags.

Someone activated their Seventh Soul Skill, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon True Form, transforming into a thunderous dragon dozens of meters long.

Liu Erlong looked up, a cold arc curling at the corner of her mouth.

"All flash and no substance."

She stomped her right foot, shattering the bluestone floor, and launched herself into the sky, driving her right fist straight into the dragon's head.

One punch slammed into the dragon's skull!

BOOM!