Legend of the Holy God of Douluo

"Buzz!"

Red light flashed, and a red flame rose up from the mad dragon's body. Then, the martial soul pattern wrapped in flames slowly rose from his back.

"The flaming lion, possessed by a martial spirit!"

The crimson lion's fur covered the whole body of the mad dragon in a breath, and the sharp silver-black claws revealed a suffocating sense of oppression.

The best-configured soul rings, two yellow and one purple, slowly rose from his feet.

Seeing this situation, the audience present was excited again.

In a short period of time, the news that the Five-Crown King Kuang Long participated in the Soul Fight spread like wildfire. After hearing the news, more and more people came to watch this battle that was destined to be extremely fierce.

When those who had just arrived saw Dai Yuan, they were all surprised.

The opponent's age was too young, and when they heard that Dai Yuan was already a double champion, their hearts were even more shocked.

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from Kuanglong, Dai Yuan smiled and nodded.

Then, he stepped out and disappeared.

This miraculous move disappeared on the spot again. In an instant, the audience's adrenaline was ignited, and the rushing blood turned into a shocking roar that echoed through the sky.

At this time, Kuanglong's eyes narrowed slightly, and then a raging flame rose up from his body and wrapped him tightly.

"The first soul skill, flame protection!"

At this time, Dai Yuan's figure appeared on Kuanglong's left side as expected, white light wrapped his left fist and violently bombarded the opponent.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the mad dragon instantly blocked it with his hands and stepped out with his right foot. In an instant, huge force was transmitted along his body to the earth.

In an instant, the Moyun granite ground, which was originally as hard as iron, shattered inch by inch, and Kuanglong's right foot sank a little bit.

At this time, his eyes narrowed. He had paid more or less attention to the previous games. At that time, his judgment of Dai Yuan's strength was still limited to his amazing movement speed and huge strength.

However, when he experienced this frightening power, Kuanglong's heart was overturned.

"Is this a power that a 12-year-old boy can have?"

This doubt hit his mind instantly. At the same time, he was glad that his martial spirit belonged to the best in the entire continent, otherwise he would not have been able to withstand Dai Yuan's terrifying attack.

However, Dai Yuan obviously didn't want to give him any chance to breathe. His fist flashed with white light, and his right fist followed closely.

Another shocking blow, Kuang Long's heart was on the verge of collapse. He originally thought it was Dai Yuan's soul skill, but the other party's seamless connection completely shattered his suspicion.

"This is not a soul skill! What kind of monster is this!"

Kuang Long screamed crazily in his heart, and he realized that if this continued, his defeat would only be a matter of time.

"The third soul skill, the Lion King's Roar!"

A red lion-headed shadow jumped away from the mad dragon and opened its bloody mouth towards Dai Yuan.

"Roar!"

A shocking roar set off a torrential wave of air and roared towards Dai Yuan.

The deafening roar of a lion rang in his ears, which made him frown, followed by a huge wave of energy that blew him into the sky.

Seeing the opponent briefly suspended in the air, a light flashed in Kuanglong's eyes, and fierce lion flames burned around him, and he bombarded Dai Yuan.

"The second soul skill, Lion King Meteor Wave!"

The red fireballs were like small red lions, opening their scarlet fangs towards Dai Yuan. For a moment, he turned into a floating target, ready to welcome the arrival of fireballs all over the sky.

In the auditorium, some viewers couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this scene, especially those who participated in the betting. They hid their faces and lowered their heads, regretting it. They never thought that Dai Yuan would encounter him in the third game. To the former five-time champions, at this time, their hearts were filled with despair.

The end seems to be doomed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Fireballs exploded on Dai Yuan's body, and instantly turned into a huge lion and swallowed him up.

Amid bursts of exclamations, Dai Yuan fell onto the field.

"Hahaha, Flanders, I think this little monster from your college will stop here."

Flanders did not answer him immediately, but quietly looked at the figure wrapped in flames above the field for a while. Then, he slowly turned around and smiled mysteriously at Victor.

"I accept the 500 million gold soul coins."

Kuanglong looked confidently at the large ball of burning flames not far away. He knew himself very well and knew what his second soul skill was like to a soul master who had just reached level 35.

For a moment, he was worried about the other person's life. After all, his boss had told him not to endanger the other person's life.

Just when he was about to step forward to check the situation, a voice came from the flames.

"The power is good, but you have met the wrong opponent."

At this time, Dai Yuan, who was wearing white armor with golden patterns, slowly walked out from the blazing lunch, his tiger-shaped ghost face with a powerful look exuding boundless majesty.Then, he flashed, and the next second he appeared in front of Kuang Long, punching the opponent in the chest.

"Crack!"

There was a clear sound of bone cracking, and the mad dragon instantly turned into an arrow and flew away.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the mad dragon was firmly embedded in the granite wall.

The man in white appeared again at the edge of the field. After a while of strenuous digging, everyone carried the unconscious dragon and quickly left the field.

At this time, the whole place was silent, and everyone had a dull expression on their faces.

Everything happened too fast. For a moment, they didn't realize what happened, and the battle ended inexplicably again.

The referee looked at Dai Yuan with a ghostly expression on his face. His body couldn't help but tremble. He tried desperately to make a sound, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

"Crack, snap!"

At this time, a burst of loud applause came from the audience, and then more and more applause sounded.The audience stood up one after another, cheering and applauding one after another, quickly occupying the entire spirit fighting arena.

At this time, the gamblers who had bet on Dai Yuan were all crying with joy. This kind of ups and downs brought them to a trance dream in an instant.

At this time, in a box, a middle-aged man in brown clothes sighed deeply.

"The younger generation is to be feared, the younger generation is to be feared. Even the mad dragon has not forced out his full strength. What is the origin of this Shrek's little monster."

He touched his chin and looked at Dai Yuan standing on the court with slightly narrowed eyes.

Then, he picked up the wine glass, took a sip and said slowly.

"Change all the next opponents of No. 35 to level 39."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

In another VIP seat, Victor excitedly crushed the wine glass in his hand. He stared at the white-haired boy standing on the court in shock, and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"He, who is he, Flanders?"

Flanders always maintained his signature mysterious smile.

"No comment."