Chapter 1012: Blood Nines Tragic Fate (1/2)

Who says small wings are useless? The Tyrant Dragon had proved through its actions that even small dragon wings could have a decisive impact.

Blood Nine's body silently dissipated into specks of golden light, and Tang Wulin's face had also turned completely pale at this point. His yin yang vortex had been rotating at a supramaximal speed, and beads of blood were seeping out of pores. Even his hands were trembling slightly as he held onto his Golden Dragon Spear.

Even he was struggling to believe that this was all real, let alone everyone else.

He had won?

That's right, this was the feeling he had been searching for; this was the feeling of fighting a battle with everything he had. He had finally used everything that he'd attained following his recent breakthrough.

His 100,000-year-old soul spirit should've given him a crimson soul ring, but the Beautiful Silk Tulip was very close to 200,000 years of age. However, due to the fact that its growth had been accelerated by the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well, it was slightly weaker than a true Great Beast, which was why it had initially given Tang Wulin a red soul ring.

Since then, Tang Wulin had finally completely consolidated its power. In addition, he'd attained a soul core, and that, in conjunction with the nurturing effect of his bloodline power had allowed the Beautiful Silk Tulip to take a step that had stumped countless soul beasts in the past. In just a short few days after it had become a soul spirit, it had finally become a true Great Beast and given Tang Wulin an orange-golden soul ring.

The platinum light radiating from the Golden Dragon Spear receded, and light flashed from Tang Wulin's body as he also appeared outside the competition venue.

All of the muscles all over Blood Nine's entire body were spasming slightly. Dying was definitely not a good experience, even in a simulated setting. Tang Wulin was also in a very bad condition. His face was completely pale, and he could barely even remain on his feet, but his eyes were particularly bright and glowing with irrepressible excitement.

The other eight Blood Gods stood beside them and stared at the two of them in a speechless manner for a long time.

This was undoubtedly a battle that had completely stunned them.

When Tang Wulin had issued a challenge to Blood Nine, they had thought that this was going to be nothing more than a sparring match to motivate Tang Wulin. Even Blood Nine had been of the same opinion, and the bet that he'd made with Tang Wulin was only a joke. As such, throughout the entire battle, he had never initiated any attacks; he'd been engaged in passive defense the entire time so Tang Wulin could better express himself, but who would've thought that he'd express himself to this extent?

The immense combat prowess that Tang Wulin had displayed made it impossible for him to even turn the tables in the end.

Even when he'd been forced to release his suit of battle armor, Blood Nine still hadn't thought that Tang Wulin would be able to defeat him. However, after his body was completely shattered and the Tyrant Dragon had dealt him that lethal blow, he had been left in complete shock.

How had he lost? He was a Titled Douluo, and his opponent was only a Soul Emperor! No matter how complacent he'd been, Tang Wulin shouldn't have been anywhere near powerful enough to kill him! Theoretically speaking, a Soul Emperor level two-word battle armor master shouldn’t have even been able to break through his defenses!

However, the fact of the matter was that he had lost. He could go on and on about how he had held back or how he had been too complacent, but the undeniable truth was that he'd been defeated. Furthermore, it was a complete and utter defeat where he'd been killed on the spot!

It had to be said that the Star Battle Net was a fantastic piece of technology; people could battle in here without any inhibition, nor did they have to worry about hurting their opponents. But wasn't that supposed to be the sentiment that Blood Nine was experiencing? Why had the roles been reversed?

Blood Two raised an eyebrow and walked over to Blood Nine as he said in an indifferent voice, ”Well done!”

After that, he turned and left.

Blood Nine's flesh immediately began to crawl upon hearing this. He was so screwed! His father was clearly fuming and was most likely going to force him to endure hellish training again.

Blood Eight gave him a cold glare, and said, ”I'm not paying for your bet!”

She also departed after that.