Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

Luo Sanpao, who had previously looked extremely cute, seemed to be enduring immense pain, and let out a powerful dragon roar as he looked up at the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the bulge on its head underwent an astonishing transformation, like a flower blooming, and a rhombus-shaped golden crystal was clearly revealed, bursting with dazzling light.

Yu Xiaogang felt an incredibly powerful surge of soul energy pour into his body from the seemingly casually placed hand on his head.

That power was gentle yet vast, like a surging river, flowing down his meridians and washing over every corner of his body.

He could clearly feel something dormant within him for decades, now, under the infusion of this power, emitting roars of longing that only he could hear.

It was a resonance from the depths of one's blood.

In an instant, Luo Sanpao's body began to grow at an astonishing speed, and golden light burst forth from its body, enveloping it entirely.

Amidst the dazzling golden light, large rhomboid scales began to sprout from its plump body, and solid muscles bulged. Its enormous body continued to expand, and two twisted horns grew from the top of its head. Blue-purple light surged around its body, gradually turning golden under the influence of the rhomboid crystal on its head.

"This is……"

Liu Erlong covered her mouth, her vision gradually blurring.

Tears welled up in Yu Xiaogang's eyes as well.

He could sense that his relationship with Luo Sanpao was undergoing an unprecedented change.

Luo Sanpao—no, that's no longer Luo Sanpao.

At this moment, Luo Sanpao was no longer that pig-like, dog-like creature, but rather solidified inside a giant dragon phantom covered in golden scales, slowly rising from behind Yu Xiaogang.

Its form is not yet fully stable, like a painting being drawn stroke by stroke, with each scale becoming clear and real at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A deep dragon roar emanated from the golden light, gradually rising in pitch. The golden light slowly receded, and a gigantic golden dragon claw emerged from the light and shadow, followed by the unfolding of a pair of enormous golden dragon wings.

In just a few breaths, Luo Sanpao's body had expanded to a length of twenty meters. The scales on his back split open, and a pair of huge dragon wings unfolded. With the wings spread, his eyes, which originally exuded a kind and honest aura, were now radiating a fierce and piercing light, and like his body, they had turned completely golden.

That was a dragon.

It's a dragon. A true dragon! A golden holy dragon, far more powerful and purer than the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex that his father and grandfather were so proud of!

Although it was not yet fully solidified, and appeared somewhat weak against the backdrop of the soul rings behind Yu Xiaogang, the pressure unique to the pure-blooded dragon race was already sweeping out in all directions like a tidal wave.

Yu Xiaogang stood there, bathed in golden light, looking as if he had become twenty years younger. His face radiated a glow he had never shown before.

It's been almost fifty years.

So much bitterness and hardship, so much cold stares and ridicule, so much helplessness and inaction.

It's all because of their martial souls—innately only at half a level, and even their attack methods rely on farting—that are inferior mutated martial souls.

But today, he has succeeded, he has finally succeeded! After nearly fifty years, he is about to become a dragon!

From this moment on, he will be completely changed! He, Yu Xiaogang, has crossed the Dragon Gate!

He first looked at Kong Tianxu's position, only to find that the other party had vanished like a legendary angel, leaving him with nowhere to vent his passion. So he looked at Liu Erlong instead.

Liu Erlong was also looking at him.

Their eyes met in mid-air, a thousand words unspoken in that single glance.

Liu Erlong's tears finally welled up and she could no longer control herself. She rushed forward and buried her face in Yu Xiaogang's arms.

Yu Xiaogang opened his arms and hugged her tightly.

The two stood embraced in the golden light, surrounded by silent students, with the phantom of the golden holy dragon slowly taking shape above their heads.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Yu Xiaogang held Liu Erlong in his arms, feeling the soft, warm body trembling slightly, and feeling her hot tears soaking his clothes. His throat felt tight, and his eyes were burning, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

He released Liu Erlong, took a step back, and then turned around to face the huge group of dumbfounded students.

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.

Then, he opened his arms and, in a voice he had never dared to imagine or possessed before, a voice so powerful it was almost a roar, shouted at everyone:

"All eyes are on me!"

All eyes were already focused on him, and now they all locked onto him.

A radiant smile spread across Yu Xiaogang's face. That smile held a sense of relief, a triumphant air, and the cathartic release of decades of pent-up resentment.

From this day forward, he is no longer a piece of trash!

He opened his mouth, and his voice, infused with his full soul power, resounded like a great bell, echoing throughout the entire Shrek Academy:

"I have something to announce—"

"I am Yu Xiaogang, I am—"

"puff--"

"Pfft pfft—"

The expressions on everyone's faces froze instantly.

A thick cloud of golden mist suddenly erupted from behind Luo Sanpao.

The fog was extremely dense, like a golden cloud compressed to its limit, which spread wildly in all directions the moment it was released.

Next came the second regiment, and then the third regiment.

A thunderous tremor emanated from the center of the golden mist, causing everything within a 30-meter radius around Luo Sanpao's body to tremble slightly.

Wherever the golden mist reached, beautiful flowers and the sallow-green Shrek Academy students fell like wheat being harvested.

Even Liu Erlong seemed unable to withstand the power of this cloud of mist, and immediately showed signs of gagging.

Yu Xiaogang's bright smile froze, his face flushed red, and embarrassment and rage almost instantly shattered his newly established self-esteem.

I clearly didn't chant any spells!

But the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply, and a deep-seated fear surged wildly from the depths of his eyes.

Suddenly, the golden dragon behind him, which had just solidified, began to expand violently.

Luo Sanpao's lower abdomen suddenly swelled up as if it had swallowed something enormous, instantly enlarging until, in just a short while, its body had expanded into a huge sphere.

Golden scales burst open one by one, revealing a dazzling purple-gold light through the gaps. The light grew brighter and more intense, as if something was frantically accumulating power within the dragon's body, ready to tear the entire dragon to shreds at any moment.

Yu Xiaogang was even more horrified to discover that the immense power that had been poured into his body was still flowing after it had fully awakened the Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline. Moreover, it had even fused with the golden bloodline belonging to Luo Sanpao. The original vastness and gentleness had vanished, and the speed was getting faster and faster!

That ferocious and domineering power was as if an ancient dragon was coiling and roaring inside his body, almost tearing his spirit to shreds!

Faced with the unparalleled dragon's might, Yu Xiaogang broke down.

At this moment, his body, like Luo Sanpao, swelled to its limit like a balloon. His short black hair stood up on his round head, like a hedgehog, looking both terrifying and comical.

His feet gradually left the ground, and his whole body floated up into the sky little by little.

From a distance, it looks like a puffed-up pufferfish.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang had a moment of clarity.

So this is the price Jackie Chan has paid?

Only useless Soul Masters.

"Do not--!"

Liu Erlong only had time to let out a short, shrill scream.

The next instant, golden light exploded.

The golden light and Yu Xiaogang's body simultaneously and silently reached their peak, then, like dandelions scattered by the wind, transformed into countless golden and blood-red specks of light, fluttering down one after another.

Liu Erlong's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and his other hand, which he had been forcibly using to stop vomiting, could no longer hold back, and he vomited violently.

Then, a heart-wrenching scream exploded from the golden-red rain of light.

The sound no longer resembled that of a human. It sounded more like a female dragon who had lost her mate, using all her remaining strength to let out a final, desperate cry.

"No...no...Xiao Gang...Xiao Gang!"

She suddenly looked up and roared angrily.

"Come back, come back! If you've got the guts, kill me too! Ah! Ah—Xiao Gang, take me with you, Xiao Gang..."

Her voice changed from a roar to a sob, and from a sob to a hoarse murmur. She knelt there, her hands on the ground, her shoulders trembling violently, tears falling drop by drop onto the ground, staining the dry soil with dark dots.

The next moment, the light rain burst forth once more.

High in the distance, Kong Tianxu stood atop the clouds, watching this scene indifferently.

From his perspective, the golden light rising from the direction of Shrek Academy in Tiandou City looked like someone had set off a silent fireworks display in the city.

He looked away and shook his head.

The method of transforming into a dragon cannot be undertaken by anyone but those with exceptional physical constitution.

Yu Xiaogang's talent for cultivation is indeed lacking.

He had stumbled upon this method of transforming into a dragon during his exchange program at Shrek Academy, while browsing through Elder Cui's collection of books.

For soul beasts or martial souls that are extremely weak but do indeed have dragon blood flowing through their veins, high-level pure-blooded dragons can release their own aura to stimulate their bloodline to undergo transformation and evolution.

Kong Tianxu's Sacred Dragon Martial Soul possesses a natural bloodline dominion over all dragons in the world. With his bloodline rank, stimulating Luo Sanpao to evolve would be a piece of cake.

However, there is a prerequisite for this method of transforming into a dragon.

The physical and mental strength of the person enduring the hardship may not need to be exceptionally strong, but it must be resilient enough.

The bloodline of the dragon is incomparably domineering; it does not gently transform, but ruthlessly reshapes. If the recipient's will is not firm enough, or their constitution not pure enough, then the surging dragon blood will no longer be a blessing, but destruction. It will push everything the recipient to its limit, and then, at the very last moment before true success, it will explode with a deafening roar.

That scene just now was the result.

Yu Xiaogang's theoretical level may not be bad, and his martial soul potential is also quite considerable, but his cultivation talent is really too poor.

The question remains: will the legacy of the Holy Dragon Martial Soul be lost on this land?

Kong Tianxu stopped thinking about it.

During his recent free time, he had already taken the time to peruse the memories of Qianjun and Jiangmo Douluo and obtained the position he wanted.

And the person he's looking for next should be there right now.

"Tang Hao, let me try your ring-breaking technique. I hope you won't disappoint me."

Kong Tianxu turned around in the high sky and sped off to the southwest. The wind whistled past his ears, compressing his voice into a metallic sound, like a weapon forged from the anger of a young man, which he picked up again at this moment.

"You should pay off part of Tang San's debt first."