Soul Land: Reborn as Tang Wulin—with a Soft-Boned Rabbit Martial Soul
Chapter 50

Golden Dragon's Eight-Stage Smash; The Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear Turns into a Cute Girl!

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However, Tang Wulin did not give it a chance to catch its breath. His figure flashed again as he appeared at the side of the Tyrant Dragon, his Golden Dragon Spear sweeping outward to strike heavily against its waist and abdomen. The Tyrant Dragon's scales shattered from the blow, and fresh blood splattered.

That immense force sent the Tyrant Dragon's massive body shifting sideways, snapping several thick trees in its path.

" Weren't you acting quite arrogant just a moment ago?" Tang Wulin sneered, thrusting out with his spear once more to aim straight for the Tyrant Dragon's eyes.

The Tyrant Dragon abruptly tilted its head to dodge, but the spear tip still carved a deep bloody gash across its face, the fresh blood blurring its vision.

The Tyrant Dragon grew thoroughly enraged. Although it feared the aura of the Golden Dragon King, being beaten like this by a mere human child was an insult that the dignity of the Dragon Race made impossible to endure.

It let out a roar and fiercely whipped its tail around, which whistled through the air like a giant iron whip as it lashed toward Tang Wulin. This strike exhausted all of its strength, enough to shatter a massive boulder into powder.

Tang Wulin was already on guard, activating Teleportation to vanish from his spot. The Tyrant Dragon's tail struck empty air, snapping a thick tree in half while flying wood splinters scattered everywhere.

Tang Wulin appeared behind it, his Golden Dragon Spear thrusting fiercely to plunge into its hind leg.

The spear tip pierced through the scales and armor straight into the flesh, causing the Tyrant Dragon to emit a shrill, miserable screech. Its hind leg was punctured, and its massive body staggered, nearly falling over.

Tang Wulin did not give it any opening. His figure flashed repeatedly, and the Golden Dragon Spear became like a golden venomous dragon that left a series of shocking, gruesome wounds across the Tyrant Dragon's body.

Every single spear strike accurately hit the Tyrant Dragon's weak points-its joints, abdomen, and neck-with each location being a fatal vulnerability. His strength was far too terrifying, and every blow could break open the Tyrant Dragon's scale armor to inflict substantial damage.

The Tyrant Dragon was beaten until it had no power to fight back, capable only of emitting furious and desperate roars. It wanted to run away, but Tang Wulin's speed was even faster than its own.

Teleportation combined with the Golden Dragon Spear turned Tang Wulin into an insolvable god of slaughter. He resembled a streak of golden lightning as he shuttled back and forth around the Tyrant Dragon, every strike carrying world-destroying might.

"Aren't you an overlord?" Tang Wulin's voice rang out beside the Tyrant Dragon's ear with a hint of mockery. "Come on, let me see what you're capable of."

The Tyrant Dragon roared furiously, opening its blood-red maw to spew out a scorching stream of Dragon Breath.

That Dragon Breath carried a terrifyingly high temperature, instantly reducing the surrounding trees to ashes. Yet Tang Wulin's figure flashed as Teleportation activated, bringing him to appear directly underneath the Tyrant Dragon.

He gripped the Golden Dragon Spear with both hands, the spear tip pointing upward, and thrust it fiercely to pierce straight into the Tyrant Dragon's abdomen.

The Tyrant Dragon let out a shrill, miserable shriek, and the Dragon Breath abruptly cut off. Its abdomen was punctured by the Golden Dragon Spear as fresh blood poured down like a waterfall.

Tang Wulin pulled out the Golden Dragon Spear, his figure flashing once more to appear right above the Tyrant Dragon's head. He smashed down with a single spear strike, driving its skull deep into the ground.

The Tyrant Dragon's massive body collapsed heavily to the earth.

He retrieved the Golden Dragon Spear and stood atop the corpse of the Tyrant Dragon, covered all over in blood while a golden radiance flowed across his body.

He slowly raised his head to look into the distance at the others, who were still locked in combat with the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, a domineering smile curving the corner of his lips.

"That's settled. Next, it's time to deal with that bear."

Gu Yue and the others on the other side had also noticed this situation and could not help but stare in utter shock-just like that, they had defeated the Tyrant Dragon? This was simply too strong.

"Boss... isn't he a bit too ferocious?" Xu Lizhi swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"That's a ten-thousand-year Tyrant Dragon, you know! And he just took it down all by himself?"

Ye Xinglan's eyelids twitched wildly as well. "I originally thought we were already strong enough, but it turns out Boss alone equals all of us combined."

Yuanen Yehui did not speak, but her gaze betrayed the shock within her heart. She asked herself if she could ever accomplish what Tang Wulin had done, even though she possessed Twin Martial Souls.

That crushing might and that supremely tyrannical fighting style made her feel a profound sense of powerlessness for the very first time.

Gu Yue and Na'er looked at Tang Wulin's figure, yet complex expressions flashed within their eyes.

They could clearly sense that the Golden Dragon King Bloodline inside Tang Wulin was awakening at an astonishing speed. That aura originating from the ancient Dragon Race made them feel both a sense of familiarity and a trace of unease.

"He... is awakening so fast," Na'er murmured softly, her tone carrying a hint of complexity. "If this keeps up, will we still be able to keep him in line in the future?"

Gu Yue remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking. "The stronger he is, the better it is for us. Don't forget, our goal is the same."

Even though she said that, a trace of imperceptible worry still flashed through her eyes.

Tang Wulin leaped down from the Tyrant Dragon's corpse and readied himself to head toward the side of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, but he suddenly halted his steps.

He sensed that from within the corpse of the Tyrant Dragon, a faint strand of spiritual energy was attempting to convey something to him.

He looked back to see that the Tyrant Dragon's massive body was trembling slightly. It had not completely died; instead, it lay prone on the ground with its head lowered, emitting low, pathetic whimpers.

That sound carried a sense of submission, as though it were begging Tang Wulin for mercy.

Tang Wulin raised an eyebrow. "You want to submit?"

The Tyrant Dragon nodded, its massive body trembling slightly. It communicated with Tang Wulin through spiritual energy to express its intent, wishing to become Tang Wulin's Soul Spirit and follow his strength.

Tang Wulin was somewhat surprised. He had not expected that he actually managed to beat the opponent into submission.

Upon closer thought, however, it was not all that strange. The Tyrant Dragon possessed the True Dragon Bloodline, holding a natural reverence for the Golden Dragon King. The Golden Dragon King aura he had displayed caused it to develop a submissive mentality.

"Stay here obediently for now," Tang Wulin said indifferently. "Once I finish dealing with that bear, I'll come back to handle your affairs."

The Tyrant Dragon let out a low roar, obediently pressing itself against the ground without moving at all.

Tang Wulin turned around and walked in the direction of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

At this moment, the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear was being entangled in combat by Gu Yue, Na'er, and Yuanen Yehui. It was also a top-tier Soul Beast, and its ten-thousand-year cultivation was sufficient to rival a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Unfortunately, its leg had been injured by Qiangu Zhangting and the others earlier, resulting in impaired mobility, which was why it was being harassed by "ants" like Gu Yue and her companions.

In its eyes, the attacks from Gu Yue and the others were like a swarm of mosquitoes biting it, exceedingly annoying. Aside from the silver-haired girl's spear techniques, which could inflict some damage upon it, the attacks of the others were nothing more than scratching an itch.

It irritably waved its sharp claws, wanting to swat this group of annoying ants to death.

Yet Gu Yue's control Soul Skills caused its movements to turn sluggish, while Na'er's Silver Dragon Spear always managed to precisely pierce its wounds, preventing it from exerting its full strength.

"A bunch of annoying bugs!"

The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear emitted a low roar as its sharp claws slammed fiercely into the ground, shaking the earth so hard it trembled. Na'er and Yuanen Yehui quickly retreated to evade the blow.

Right at that moment, a golden figure slowly walked over.

"All of you step back." Tang Wulin's voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable dominance. "Leave it to me."

Gu Yue frowned slightly. "The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear does not belong to the dragon-type Soul Beasts. Your bloodline's suppression over it is limited."

Tang Wulin nodded. "I know."

He reached out with a beckoning motion, putting away the Golden Dragon Spear. This action left everyone else completely baffled. With a weapon in hand, why wasn't he using it? What was he trying to do?

The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear also noticed Tang Wulin's action. It looked at the little human child before its eyes, a flash of disdain crossing its gaze.

What kind of damage could a little child inflict upon it? Even if it just stood here and let him hit it, there was no way he could break through its defense.

It was too lazy to even launch a proactive attack, simply standing there and waiting for Tang Wulin to make his move. In its view, this little kid didn't even have the qualifications to scratch its itch.

Yet the next moment, the pupils of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear suddenly contracted.

Tang Wulin's figure flashed as Teleportation activated, bringing him to appear directly in front of it. A layer of golden radiance flared across his right hand, and the Golden Dragon Claw directly seized its neck.

A massive sense of danger rose from the bottom of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's heart, causing all the fur across its body to stand on end.

It wanted to resist, but Tang Wulin had already moved.

"Golden Dragon... Explosive Eight-Stage Throw!"

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