Doulou Dalu 62

Liu Erlong remained silent. While her right fist clashed with Yu Xiaomeng, her left fist, which had yet to be used, suddenly ignited with dragon flames. The flames flickered for an instant in front of Yu Xiaomeng's face. Just as she was about to react, Liu Erlong sprang into the air. With an unpredictable motion, she drove her flame-covered fist straight into Yu Xiaomeng's chest.

"Ugh..." Yu Xiaomeng coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed onto the iron stone floor.

"What?! That move—it looks just like one of the Nine Wonders of the Clear Sky Sect that Tang Jianfeng demonstrated before. And that power-enhancing technique... What's going on?" Lin Fan's eyes widened in realization. He turned to Tang Huoer beside him.

Tang Huoer nodded slightly and explained, "Yes, I taught her that. The Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique and the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes were originally designed for the Clear Sky Hammer. But I modified them so they could be applied to various martial spirits, including the Clear Sky Destruction Wheel. The advanced versions I created can now work with any attack-type martial spirit. Of course, the effectiveness varies depending on the spirit itself."

"What? You taught her? When? And why didn't you teach me, Senior Sister?" Lin Fan asked in shock, staring at the beautiful and confident Tang Huoer. He hadn't expected her to be so talented—capable of creating her own unique techniques.

Tang Huoer smirked mischievously. "She's an inner-court disciple now, so she's qualified to learn. In a way, she's my apprentice, which means she listens to me. As for why I taught her... well, that's a secret between me and Erlong."

Then, with a teasing glint in her eyes, she added, "Of course, I could teach you too, but..."

Before Lin Fan could react, he suddenly felt a strong force. Tang Huoer had grabbed his wrist and gently pulled him toward her. He stumbled forward, his body pressing against hers.

Damn it! I just want to learn some Clear Sky Sect techniques, and she's making it sound like I have to marry her first! This is way too aggressive...

Lin Fan quickly straightened up, but Tang Huoer still held his hand. Not daring to resist, he turned his attention back to the fight between Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaomeng.

Yu Xiaomeng, struggling to her feet despite the pain, unleashed her ten-thousand-year soul skill.

"Fifth Soul Skill—Thunder Dragon Shock!"

Lightning crackled from Yu Xiaomeng's hands, surging toward Liu Erlong. The attack had a paralyzing effect, instantly locking Liu Erlong in place.

Yu Xiaomeng smirked as she rubbed her sore chest. "Hmph. I don't know what kind of forbidden techniques you've learned, but in the end, you're just a disgrace—a mutant, illegitimate child. You're no match for me. Your very existence is a stain on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

Liu Erlong gritted her teeth. The crimson dragon aura around her trembled violently, struggling to break free from the lightning's grip.

Yu Xiaomeng approached her with a cruel smile. "Still trying to resist? There's an eight-rank gap between us. I have a ten-thousand-year soul skill—what do you have? Nothing. You're going to die today."

Watching the scene, Tang Huoer sighed. "I only taught her one of the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes. She hasn't mastered it yet. With the Chaos Cloak technique, she can only unleash twenty strikes. This isn't looking good."

She turned to Tang Jingyu. "Use your fifth soul skill to assist her."

"Understood, Senior Sister."

Tang Jingyu activated his martial soul—the Heavenly Flower. His fifth soul ring glowed as a white energy halo flowed from the flower into Liu Erlong's body like a gentle stream.

At the same time, Ye Keke activated her Nine-Hearted Begonia's healing ability.

"Nine-Hearted Begonia—Healing Recovery!"

Two waves of light—one white, one purple—merged into Liu Erlong's body. Instantly, the dragon aura around her burst into a brilliant red glow. The 40% increase in strength pushed her explosive power to the limit.

With renewed energy, Liu Erlong gathered all her soul power. Red dragon flames erupted from her body, instantly dispersing Yu Xiaomeng's lightning.

"You..." Yu Xiaomeng staggered back, unprepared for the sudden reversal.

"Bang!"

Liu Erlong's fiery fist crashed into Yu Xiaomeng's chest once again.

Lin Fan couldn't help but admire her. Erlong's attacks were ruthless—every strike was meant to incapacitate. But considering Yu Xiaomeng's arrogance, maybe she deserved it.

"Ahhh!"

Yu Xiaomeng crashed to the ground, coughing up more blood. But Liu Erlong wasn't finished. She grabbed Yu Xiaomeng by the wrists and pinned her down, one hand tightening around her throat.

Yu Xiaomeng was helpless now. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Liu Erlong's voice was cold and venomous. "You bullied me. Humiliated me. Since childhood, you made my life miserable. Did you ever think this day would come?"

Yu Xiaomeng gasped, her arrogance finally shattered. "Sister... I was wrong... Please, let me go... I'm your sister..."

By now, her clothes had been partially burned, revealing her bare arms and legs. Across the battlefield, the male disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan stared, their gazes filled with mixed emotions.

"Xiao Meng, help her!" Yu Ziye, still wounded, struggled to speak. He could barely stand, but he called out to the two Soul Kings beside him.

They rushed forward without hesitation.

Before they could reach Liu Erlong, Tang Huoer released Lin Fan's hand and, in the blink of an eye, appeared before them.

What the—?! Lin Fan was stunned.

Tang Huoer didn't have teleportation abilities, but her speed was so fast that it was nearly indistinguishable from one. She moved like a phantom, leaving only a faint afterimage behind.

Her gaze was icy as she stared down the two Soul Kings. "Where do you think you're going?"

The two men hesitated, fear creeping into their expressions. Unlike Yu Ziye, they weren't so foolish as to underestimate Tang Huoer. They instinctively took a step back.