Douluo Dragon King: Doumu's Blessing, I Am the Star Lord

Ignoring her best friend's teasing, Leng Yaozhu said, "Didn't you notice that Xingci smells really good?"

She turned her head to the side, her tone carrying a hint of inexplicable doubt.

Xia Zheng gave her a cold, annoyed look: "Stop making excuses."

"I didn't have this feeling before, and I don't know when it started, but it's become stronger and stronger."

The halftime break did nothing to dampen the audience's fervent enthusiasm.

On the contrary, with the Federal Parliament just concluded, countless Title Douluo-level powerhouses who usually only exist in legends appeared in the audience, instantly making this duel extremely significant.

The clash between the top two generations of the Young Genius Ranking, the fateful battle between the old king and the new emperor—this spectacle alone is enough to make the entire Soul Master world take notice.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qian Gu Xing Ci and Yan Ling stepped onto the central competition stage one after the other.

Yan Ling's clear voice echoed throughout the arena: "I wish to wager this game with you, what do you say?"

At the same time, a hidden mental transmission entered Qian Gu Xing Ci's spiritual sea: "If you lose, you shall lend me the core secret technique of the Body Sect."

Qian Gu Xing Ci remained expressionless, replying only with a telepathic message: "And what will happen if you lose?"

He glanced at the other person, his voice filled with undisguised indifference, "If you steal things for too long, you'll actually start to think they're your own."

This property originally belonged to my sect. The master took it back; what right do you have to complain?

"I will never lose!" Yan Ling's pupils suddenly contracted, her voice transmission surging with suppressed anger and absolute arrogance.

"No gambling."

"You're scared!" Yan Ling immediately sneered, her provocation undisguised.

"You do not deserve."

The Federation also gave this duel a grand ceremony, and the referee for this match was none other than the number one War God of the War God Temple, Hao Ri Douluo Ao Rui!

Ao Rui confirmed in a deep voice that both sides were ready, then raised his hand and brought it down sharply, announcing in a resounding voice: "The match begins!"

Before the words were even finished, the two on the competition stage, as if by telepathy, simultaneously released their battle armor.

A dazzling and magnificent golden battle armor instantly covered Yan Ling's entire body, with intricate and mysterious patterns on the armor.

Behind him, a pair of phoenix wings of light spread out with a roar, their golden radiance almost overshadowing the stadium's dome lights.

Six spirit rings, three purple and three black, rose one after another from beneath her feet, swirling and pulsating around her body, their dazzling light blinding people.

What stands out most is the battle armor on his fists, which is exceptionally thick and large, transforming into a pair of incomparably powerful gilded gauntlets.

Two-word battle armor, Phoenix!

At the same time, armor pieces, seemingly cast from a sky full of stars, emerged from Qian Gu Xing Ci's body and covered him perfectly.

The golden star pattern between his eyebrows suddenly lit up, bursting forth with dazzling divine light.

Standing on the field, he shone like a god.

Chapter 83 was actually a crossover? You're using 1080P, this romance needs to be discussed.

Yan Ling's first spirit ring suddenly lit up, and a dazzling platinum halo shot into the sky!

A powerful phoenix cry echoed across the arena, and a dazzling phoenix phantom soared behind him, its feet bearing a pair of ferocious dragon claws!

"A descendant of Yan Shaozhe...?"

Yan Shaozhe, Feng Ling, the case is solved!

Does a phoenix have dragon claws? Turns out it's a mixed-breed phoenix!

Qian Gu Xing Ci cast aside all distracting thoughts, and platinum light burst forth from his fingers, from which extended several inches of sharp claws. He then crossed his arms and swung them out fiercely!

A giant tiger phantom spread its wings in mid-air, its claw marks tearing through the sky, facing off against the dragon claws of the radiant phoenix reaching out from afar.

A piercing clang of metal rang out, and sparks flew across the center of the arena.

Yan Ling made a decision in an instant.

The opponent's battle armor was far less complete than his own, and his level was also lower.

The advantage lies in a decisive blow; delay could lead to unforeseen circumstances!

Plans are in place!

Once her mind was made up, Yan Ling's six soul rings suddenly trembled and merged into one in an instant.

Within the deep, abyss-like black aura, faint dark red light flowed, and terrifying fluctuations of soul power emanated.

Secret Technique: Fusion Ring!

With the six rings of soul power unified, the power of this strike was already approaching that of a 100,000-year-old soul skill.

"This attack possesses the power of nearly 100,000 years. I'd like to see what you can use to block it!"

Yan Ling shouted angrily.

"Radiant Holy Fist!"

Facing this terrifying punch, Qian Gu Xing Ci remained unmoved, exuding an arrogant air of dominance: "Do you really not know who has the strongest explosive power on this continent?"

The ancient stars depart, their right hands clasped loosely.

A streak of purple-gold light pierced through the air, and the Coiled Dragon Staff fell into his palm.

The evil dragon coiled around the staff, raised its head and roared, unleashing a powerful force from the staff.

At the same time, four jet-black, ten-thousand-year soul rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet and landed steadily on the side of the staff, as heavy as a mountain.

Yan Ling's pupils contracted sharply. He could clearly sense that the aura of the ancient star before him was no longer as gentle as before.

He seemed to have transformed into a transcendent emperor, with the world at his fingertips.

Qian Gu Xing Ci gripped the Panlong Staff tightly with both hands, twisted his waist sharply, and merged with the staff.

"Fight against heaven and earth!"

A calm and ethereal voice came from the sky.

The dragon-shaped staff in Qian Gu Xing Ci's hand swelled with the wind, its purple-gold body transforming into a pillar supporting the heavens and the earth.

On the staff, the coiled dragon patterns all came to life, and the soaring dragon roar pierced through the clouds and tore through the silk.

With the special permission of the Golden Tree Spirit, Qian Gu Xing Ci can easily unleash the true power of the Unyielding Staff Technique.

Where the long staff swept past, space was torn apart like paper, and a narrow silver rift appeared, with broken law patterns flowing along its edges, like a silver eye that the heavens and earth opened.

Within the rift, a massive amount of pure stellar power poured out, swirling and surging into the countless fragments of laws.

With a deep shout, Qian Gu Xing Ci swept his dragon-coiled staff horizontally.

The Panlong Staff burst forth with dazzling golden light, and a magnificent golden lion-mastiff phantom burst forth from the staff, its body covered with fluffy golden mane and its eyes as fiery as the sun!

As soon as the phantom appeared, it raised its head and let out a long, earth-shattering roar at the silver rift, the sound waves turning into golden thunder.

Wherever it passed, the law barriers that were not yet completely broken shattered, and more law fragments were scattered, actively converging towards the Panlong Staff and the Lion Mastiff phantom.

The "unyielding" aspect of the Unyielding Staff Technique originates from the unyielding spirit.

The golden-haired lion mastiff is the best of the best.

The golden-haired lion mastiff was incredibly excited by its indomitable spirit!

"Roar--!"

The lion-mastiff phantom roared more and more fiercely, its golden mane moving without wind, and its body radiating a faint golden light, which intertwined with the power of the stars to form a magnificent net of light.

It excitedly swung its lion tail and pounced on the remaining barrier of laws. With a wide-open maw, it swallowed a large number of broken law fragments. Then it roared again, and the sound waves resonated with the force of the Thousand Ancient Stars' Staff, rushing down together with the Coiling Dragon Staff!

An invisible pressure suddenly enveloped the entire area.

Yan Ling's soul seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, and a blurry yet majestic imperial phantom appeared before her eyes.

The phantom stood high above the heavens, looking down at him with an indifferent, icy gaze, as if looking at an ant.

With a flick of his finger, the emperor sent an ancient golden token crashing down. On the token, the word "Slay" was as red as blood, carrying a majestic heavenly power, and it smashed straight into his sea of ​​consciousness!

"Om-!"

At the same moment of the mental assault, severe physical damage also followed.

A series of crisp, cracking sounds erupted.

The battle armor at the gauntlets was the first to shatter, with fragments and sparks flying everywhere, spreading along the arms. The armor plates on the chest and shoulders shattered layer by layer, and the radiant phoenix wings on the back crumbled inch by inch under the crushing force of the staff, turning into a sky full of golden light and dissipating.

Yan Ling was in excruciating pain throughout her body, and blood spurted from the corner of her mouth.

Just as Yan Ling was exhausted and unable to fight any longer, a golden light pierced through the sky and arrived!

Hao Ri Douluo Ao Rui moved with lightning speed, his powerful soul force instantly transforming into a thick light shield, precisely blocking Yan Ling's path.

The light shield skillfully deflected and neutralized the force, causing the dissipated energy to cause the Battle Arena to collapse even more severely.

Ao Rui lowered his arm slightly, raised his hand and waved it, deflecting all the remaining force of the staff, while reaching out to support the swaying Yan Ling.

Yan Ling was completely exhausted, with shattered pieces of her battle armor scattered across her broken body, making a soft, cracking sound as the armor plates rubbed against each other. She was in a sorry state.

He stared blankly at the coiled dragon staff that was about to touch him.

That indomitable will to fight against heaven and earth shattered all his strength and means, leaving behind a deep-seated sense of defeat and bewilderment.

The golden-haired lion-mastiff phantom raised its head and roared, then transformed into golden light and disappeared into the staff.

Four jet-black ten-thousand-year soul rings slowly pulsed beneath Qian Gu Xing Ci's feet. The star power and fragments of laws surrounding him gradually dissipated, leaving only the collapsed battle arena, the scattered remains of battle armor, and the lingering violent aura in the air, all testifying to the terror of that attack.

Ao Rui handed the dazed Yan Ling to the medical soul master beside him, turned around and stepped onto the broken battle arena, raising his hand to signal the entire audience to be quiet.

"In this match, Yan Ling is unable to continue, and Qian Gu Xing Ci has won!"

Gu Yue and Na'er stood side by side under the corridor, waiting for the ancient star to descend.

Sunlight shone on their hair; one had jet-black hair like a waterfall, the other had silver hair like snow. Both had bright smiles on their faces, and their eyes held the unique exuberance and vibrancy of young girls.

It was a time when young people were full of vigor and young girls were charming and lively, a time for unrestrained expression and self-expression.

Na'er blinked her bright silver eyes, staring at the culprit who had vandalized the Soul Arena, a public facility, not far away.

Gu Yue glanced at her, her tone deliberately emphasizing, and slowly added, "I'm already engaged to Xing Ci."

"cut,"