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

"Golden Horned Beast, possess me!"

hum-

Dark gold, fine scales rapidly covered his limbs and torso at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The body of an ordinary person rapidly swelled and grew taller, muscles bulged and bulged, and skin transformed into cold, hard beast scales, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

A golden horn, more than half a meter long, burst forth from the center of his forehead. Its sharp edges gleamed with a cold light, and it faintly exuded a savage and oppressive aura.

A faint, ethereal image of a colossal beast loomed behind him, massive, ferocious, and exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Even when facing Ao Yin, who was only a peak Soul Master, Luo Feng did not hold back at all. He activated all four rings of Soul Power and immediately stacked his defense to the extreme.

In his view, it was dishonorable for a dignified level 42 Soul Master to defeat a level 40 Soul Venerable.

If you strike too hard and severely injure your opponent, the consequences could be dire.

If you simply stack up your defense, even if the opponent loses, they will lose with dignity, which is considered giving them enough face.

Ao Yin stood there calmly, completely unconcerned.

Ultimate defense is exactly what he wants!

In this battle, he wanted to make Luo Feng lose convincingly!

But the audience, the referees, and countless gamblers all sighed upon seeing this scene.

Too young!

They're so young!

In a battle between Soul Masters, the worst thing you can do is give your opponent time to charge up their power.

With such a significant skill gap, only by taking a surprise attack can one hope to win!

But now?

Luo Feng has been possessed by the Golden Horned Beast, and his defenses are now fully formed, as solid as a rock!

This arrogant guy has completely lost his mind!

"Damn it, there's a limit to confidence!"

"Screw him! I saw his odds were pretty high, and he tried to do the opposite by betting on that golden-masked kid. Now it looks like he's going to lose everything!"

"Damn it, that kid faked us out!"

In the audience, some gamblers who had bet on Ao Yin were now slapping their thighs in frustration, filled with deep regret!

"Hahahaha, you idiot Bo Yi, you think you can bet with your intelligence? How could a Soul Master possibly defeat a Soul Sect Master, especially since Luo Feng is a War God with a 29-game winning streak!"

"Luckily, I stayed rational! I steadily bet on Luo Feng to win; this round is a sure win!"

A cacophony of mockery, regret, and laughter filled the air; no one in the audience had any faith in Ao Yin.

...

On the arena, Luo Feng had finished preparing.

Its body was surrounded by intensely flashing yellow and purple soul rings, and the scales of the golden-horned behemoth gleamed with a chilling light.

He looked up with disdain, his face full of contempt.

"Long Aotian, come on."

"I'd like to see how you... break through my ultimate defense with a single blow!"

Luo Feng was extremely confident. His Golden Horned Beast Martial Soul possessed ultimate defense. No matter that the opponent was just a peak Soul Venerable, even a peak Soul Sect would be helpless against him!

Ao Yin's lips, hidden beneath his mask, curled slightly upwards.

"it is good."

"As you wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind rose!

Ao Yin flipped his wrist, and the Panlong Staff trembled instantly.

Om-!

A deep, resounding clang of clubs echoed across the arena!

At the same time, the Southern Bright Fire suddenly erupted, instantly illuminating the Panlong Staff, and a fire dragon condensed on the staff.

Ao Yin took a step forward, and the crimson tide spread out with a roar!

Luo Feng's body suddenly stiffened!

My heart pounded with fear!

This aura... could actually make a four-ring Soul Master like him tremble?

"Dark Holy Dragon, possess me!"

Within the Crimson Tide, everything should be bright, but at this moment, Ao Yin was shrouded in darkness, and from Luo Feng's perspective, he could only see a black outline.

Glug~ Glug~!

Although it felt somewhat unreal, at this moment, he faintly sensed a... suppressive aura emanating from a Soul Master!

An absurd illusion—

Could this young man really shatter the Golden Horned Beast's defenses with a single blow?

impossible!

It's impossible!

Sweat beaded on Luo Feng's forehead as he frantically denied his own thoughts.

next second!

The dragon-coiled staff in Ao Yin's hand suddenly grew a hundred times larger, and he swung it down fiercely!

"First Soul Skill—Crimson Tide, Dark Holy Dragon, Dragon Elephant Power!"

hum!

Om-!

A scorching red wave of fire surged and exploded from the tip of the staff, engulfing the entire arena space.

Amidst the crimson flames, a dense wisp of black and purple flames intertwined and slowly coalesced into a massive dark holy dragon, its roar echoing through the heavens and earth.

The sacred dragon was surrounded by scorching flames that could burn the heavens and devour the earth, while wisps of dark mist swirled between its scales. These two completely opposite auras blended together, but instead of clashing, they created a strange yet magnificent divine pressure.

It was a contradiction, but Luo Feng had no time to think, as the Black Purple Sacred Dragon arrived in an instant!

Luo Feng's pupils constricted sharply, and he roared, "First Soul Skill - Golden Horn Charge, Second Soul Skill - Golden Scale Shield, Third Soul Skill - Giant Transformation, Fourth Soul Skill - Starry Sky Armor!"

His four soul rings spun and flashed wildly as he recklessly poured soul power into his body, activating all four soul skills simultaneously.

The golden-horned behemoth that had been covering him expanded and grew taller rapidly once more, its scales thickening and protruding, and the golden horn on its forehead doubling in size. The behemoth's phantom behind him solidified as if it were the real thing, instantly transforming into a starry sky behemoth that charged out with a vengeance.

next second.

The Coiled Dragon Staff, imbued with the power of a dark holy dragon, slashed down fiercely, unleashing the might of the dragon and elephant!

clang--

A piercing metallic clang rang out, and Luo Feng and the Golden Horned Beast trembled violently!

Boom—

A tremendous roar!

The entire Great Soul Arena collapsed instantly and was completely submerged by the Crimson Tide!

The once bustling Soul Arena fell into a deathly silence!

Tap tap tap~

A clear and distinct footstep sounded in the arena, and a figure holding a dragon staff slowly emerged from the crimson tide.

Under everyone's gaze, Ao Yin sneered, and the coiled dragon staff in his hand transformed into an embroidery needle. With a flick of his wrist, he elegantly inserted it into his right ear.

The moment the dragon-coiled staff was put away, the crimson tide receded!

Only then did the audience see a burly figure kneeling on the ground in the middle of the Soul Arena.

It was none other than the high-spirited Luo Feng from just moments ago!

Countless gazes focused on Luo Feng, whose clothes were torn to shreds and the dark gold beast patterns on his body had faded.

"Cough! Cough cough!"

Coughing up mouthfuls of bright red blood, Luo Feng trembled all over and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence for a moment!

The referee suddenly snapped back to reality, blew his whistle wildly, and shouted at the top of his lungs!

"The fifty-seventh individual tournament!"

"The victor—Long Aotian!!"

boom!!!

The entire venue erupted in cheers!

"Soul Master vs. Soul Sect Master: One strike, instant kill!"

"This isn't a newcomer; this is clearly... a god of death!"

"Long Aotian!! Long Aotian!! Long Aotian!"

Fighting against a higher level, a dark horse making a comeback, is the most exciting thing. Everyone went crazy and the whole audience chanted the name of Long Aotian!

"Hahaha, I bet right! I turned the tables!"

"Who just called me a fool? Is there anything wrong with me betting on Long Aotian? Everyone else was pessimistic about you, but you pulled through! 100x odds, I made a killing!"

"How could this be! Wasn't Luo Feng the undefeated god of war with a 29-win streak?"

"I bet on him to win because of his consistent win rate, and now I've lost 100 gold coins!"

"I'm devastated!"

The joys and sorrows of the countless gamblers in the Great Soul Arena are not the same. Some become rich overnight because of Ao Yin, while others lose everything. Some are happy, and some are sad!

But for most viewers, the feeling was...excitement!

Today in the Great Soul Arena, a dark horse has emerged—Long Aotian!