Douluo V: Starting with daily check-ins, I'm trying to trick Xiao Wu into becoming my wife.

"Hehe! Oh, so you already have kids?"

"That's not true, Erlong. The child I'm talking about is a student of Shrek Academy!"

"Hmph! A student?"

Liu Erlong's gaze turned cold, and Flander's body trembled. He immediately turned to Ao Yin and said, "Ao Yin, you go!"

"what?"

Ao Yin was suddenly stunned and cursed Flander for his lack of martial ethics, actually using him as a shield!

"Possessed by a Crimson Dragon!"

Before Ao Yin could react, Liu Erlong seemed to have misunderstood something, and her anger flared up again, so she attacked Ao Yin directly!

"Erlong, I'm neither Yu Xiaogang's child nor his student!"

However, Liu Erlong had already pressed her against him, and Ao Yin had no time to explain, so he could only bite the bullet and go for it!

Very well, let you taste what it's like to be suppressed by the bloodline of the Dark Holy Dragon!

Women must conquer with their own strength!

With his mind made up, Ao Yin stopped looking around, suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his figure instantly leaped out to meet the fierce, fiery figure head-on.

Looking at the woman before him, who was both furious and charming, Ao Yin smiled knowingly and spoke with an arrogant and unrestrained tone.

"It's so popular, I love it!"

"Being personally taught by Teacher Erlong would be amazing!!"

"Um!?"

"That feels great?!"

The sudden remark startled Liu Erlong, who was in a fit of rage.

She abruptly stopped and looked down at the handsome and extraordinary young man in front of her.

But the next second, she found that Ao Yin's gaze was unrestrained, open and uninhibited, falling on her without any attempt to hide it.

Liu Erlong, who was already filled with anger and had nowhere to vent it, was now completely enraged. His brows were filled with a chilling aura, and his anger intensified.

"You greenhorn, you want to have some fun, huh? Today I'll give you your fill!"

"If you want to have fun, you have to pay the price!"

The moment the words fell, Liu Erlong flipped his wrist, his soul power surging and mobilizing, and a raging crimson flame gathered and surged in his palm, the temperature rising steadily, and the air was slightly distorted by the high temperature.

"Crimson Dragon Flame!"

boom!!

A deafening roar shook the courtyard, and the raging fire dragon exploded with a thunderous roar. Rolling waves of fire swept in all directions, and scorching flames shot into the sky, igniting a crimson curtain of light above Blue Tyrant Academy. The spectacle was extremely terrifying.

The towering flames precisely covered the entire area where Ao Yin stood, followed by a series of explosions, a raging heatwave, and astonishing destructive power.

Yu Xiaogang, who was behind him, witnessed this terrifying attack. He instantly froze, felt a chill run down his spine, and was filled with lingering fear.

He knew perfectly well that if this deadly move were to land on him, he would be instantly burned to ashes, reduced to charcoal, and utterly powerless to fight back.

A massive burst of crimson flames exploded, engulfing the entire open space in a raging torrent of fire. The intense heat swept across the land, and blinding flames shot skyward.

Everyone instinctively held their breath, their eyes fixed on the center of the inferno.

As everyone expected, being directly enveloped by such a violent crimson dragon flame, even a Soul Emperor would inevitably be burned and suffer a miserable fate, perhaps even letting out a shrill scream.

The expected wailing did not occur.

Within the churning, crimson flames, a tall, slender young figure slowly emerged, stepping out amidst the fiery expanse.

A faint, holy radiance enveloped Ao Yin. The raging flames fell upon him, yet they couldn't even ignite the hem of his clothes. The surging heat couldn't shake him in the slightest; he remained composed, as if strolling leisurely in a garden.

He glanced up and lightly swept his gaze over the furious Liu Erlong in front of him, his tone carrying a hint of flippancy.

"The flames of the Crimson Dragon Martial Soul? They're just so-so."

"The temperature is barely acceptable, but unfortunately, the bloodline is mixed, and the dragon's might is not pure enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Yin suddenly exerted force on his wrist, and the coiled dragon staff in his hand trembled slightly.

In an instant, dark and deep flames erupted from the staff, and the terrifying pressure of the 100,000-year-old Southern Ming Fire suddenly descended.

Compared to Liu Erlong's restless and violent Crimson Dragon Fire, the 100,000-year-old Southern Ming Fire is more refined, more domineering, and its grade is several levels higher.

boom!

The two flames collided and clashed instantly.

In just a moment, Liu Erlong's crimson dragon flames that swept across the entire arena were completely crushed and swallowed up layer by layer, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Liu Erlong's pupils shrank sharply, his face instantly turned gloomy and ashen, and a storm raged in his heart.

She couldn't believe that her proud Crimson Dragon Flame could be so easily suppressed by a seemingly young boy!

Playing with fire only to be overwhelmed by it is the greatest humiliation!

Liu Erlong gritted his teeth and shouted coldly, his eyes almost bursting with anger: "What an arrogant brat! You dare to point fingers and judge me so casually after just one exchange? You're truly overestimating yourself!"

From blocking her path and provoking her earlier to crushing her martial spirit flame in public now, this young man has repeatedly crossed her bottom line.

Liu Erlong, who had been harboring resentment for twenty years and was filled with rage, was completely enraged.

His chest flared with rage, his crimson soul power surged violently, and his fierce dragon might locked onto Ao Yin.

"Since you're so determined to die, don't blame me for bullying the weak! Today, I'll show you what true Crimson Dragon power is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Erlong's eyes narrowed, and his posture suddenly became extremely fierce.

She slowly raised her right hand, hovering it in mid-air in front of her.

Strands of intensely violent crimson fire gathered and condensed wildly from her palms. The flames surged and rolled, their aura growing increasingly violent, their heat becoming more and more terrifying.

A gigantic ball of blazing light rapidly formed and expanded in her palm.

The flames blazed fiercely, the heat was intense, and terrifying fluctuations of soul power constantly shook the air, causing the air in the entire courtyard to distort violently.

Yu Xiaogang, who was watching from the back, couldn't help but gasp when he saw this scene, his face full of fear.

This is no ordinary soul skill; its power and scale are simply terrifying!

If one were to be directly hit by this giant wave of flames, even a Soul Master with extremely strong defense would be severely injured, or at least crippled!

Everyone in the room was on edge, not daring to breathe.

Only Ao Yin remained calm, showing no fear whatsoever; instead, his eyes shone with intense excitement and anticipation.

Yu Xiaogang, with his weak mentality and timidity, is naturally incomparable.

With the Dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul, Ao Yin possesses the domineering and arrogant nature of the dragon race in his bones. The stronger the enemy, the more excited he becomes.

"That was impressive! Teacher Erlong's skills certainly didn't disappoint me!"

Ao Yin licked his lips slightly, looking eager to try.

Upon seeing this, Liu Erlong was even more enraged, his eyes turning icy cold.

"You brat, no matter which major sect you come from or what power you have backing, how dare you be so frivolous, arrogant, and disrespectful!"

"Today, I'll crush your arrogance! If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know what respect is! Lie down!!"

Boom!

A terrifying burst of soul power suddenly erupted.

In a short moment, all of Liu Erlong's anger and hatred were directed at Ao Yin.