Chapter 7 – The Dragon Battles Angels Before Ascension

The competition continued unabated, the battles endless. Here unfolded the ultimate showdown between the Dragon King and the Light Angel.

It could be said that both were veteran players in the industry, each standing among the very best!

Thus, this match had already escalated to its climax prematurely.

While Ye Kuang manipulated his controls, the Dragon King executed a rolling maneuver, darting forward to seize the opponent’s head.

On the other side, Zuo Xiaotian, seeing the attack coming, suddenly twisted his Holy Sword inexplicably. Following the angel’s movements, it burst forth like a rain of strikes, its ferocious posture as if intending to shred the Dragon King with a flurry of blades.

Yet the Dragon King remained unflustered, extending all four claws simultaneously, churning up and down, choosing to clash head-on with the Holy Sword.

Clang!!!

Hiss—BOOM!!!

Dragon claws and sword edges collided repeatedly, producing continuous explosive sounds and scattering sparks everywhere.

That relentless momentum was like a magnificent symphony born from the striking of metal, even surpassing the heavy metallic clangor of reforged steel.

The Dragon King then roared furiously, spewing endless waves from its maw, layer upon layer surging forth.

It rode the waves and trod upon the tides, making the entire scene resemble a rainfall being bestowed, fully manifesting the descent of the Eightfold Dragon God!

In response, the Light Angel suddenly raised its head, a flash of brilliance vanishing from its eyes. With a powerful flap of its wings, it strode swiftly, treading the waves, and pierced through the sky with lightning speed.

Roar, roar, roar!

The Holy Sword swung and hacked wildly, attacking fiercely from all angles—vertical slashes, diagonal cuts, or straight thrusts—as if it were an extension of its arm, striking wherever directed.

Seeing this spectacle, even Wang Yihe and the Elderly Gentleman couldn’t help but feel slightly excited, unknowingly gripping their teacups with excessive force.

Tie Guanxin was already emotionally charged: “Hear that… it’s the crashing of waves; see that… it’s the Dragon King commanding the seas against the Angel, unmatched by anyone here!”

It could be said that her words propelled the battle into an even more frenzied state!

Yet Ye Kuang paid no attention to the outside world, focusing solely on battling the Light Angel.

No sooner had the Dragon King’s front claws strained to their limit than its hind claws followed in unison…

Conversely, although Zuo Xiaotian’s expression remained calm, the hero under his control grew increasingly ferocious.

He absolutely refused to show any weakness at this moment, so his playstyle was fast, ruthless, and precise, doing everything possible to inflict severe damage to the Dragon King’s health bar.

At this point, both sides had abandoned flashy techniques, resorting only to the most basic attacks.

That scene kept the energy at its peak throughout, thrilling everyone and making their blood boil!

Regardless of what others thought, Ye Kuang’s hero’s health bar was like a breached dam, draining rapidly.

The Dragon King’s evasive movements seemed utterly disregarded, as if the health bar meant nothing to it.

It had clearly gone completely berserk, continuously spewing magical waves.

And the Light Angel was no different, its health depleting at an unprecedented rate.

After thrusting its sword, it blocked the Dragon King’s maw assault and retaliated with countless light blades.

Both heroes’ playstyles were identical: first deplete each other’s health, then decide the outcome with skills!

The final contest would hinge on: their respective dodging skills and on-the-spot awareness…

It could be said: Even Wang Yihe, the Elderly Gentleman, and Tie Guanxin were perplexed as to why the two had chosen such a strategy. Although they had their speculations, given the current situation, they found it difficult to judge.

But it was undeniable that there must be profound reasoning behind it!On the other side, the tens of thousands of spectators were equally puzzled, but this did little to dampen their soaring enthusiasm.

As the battle intensified, the Dragon King completely abandoned defense, focusing solely on claw-to-claw combat.

Seeing this, Zuo Xiaotian curled his lips into a faint smile, never showing a hint of hesitation. He directly controlled the angel to raise its sword—action was the only word that mattered!

Screech!!!

Hiss—BOOM!!!

The Dragon King’s jaws and claws worked in tandem, repeatedly clashing and colliding with the angel’s Holy Sword.

At this moment, the two sides seemed to merge into a single, ferocious entity, making the scene increasingly savage!

The moment the Dragon King’s Water Dragon Wave shot out, it surged straight toward its opponent.

The angel, wielding the Holy Sword, cleaved through the attack, not only dismantling the Jiaolong Plays in Water technique but also sweeping out waves of light blades that shattered everything to the edge of the screen.

Witnessing this, the Dragon King opened its massive jaws and spewed forth a colossal, ethereal water dragon.

It was unmistakably the Dragon Jiao Expulsion!

Bang… Splash!!!

The moment their skills collided, they exploded in succession, sending countless streams of water spraying in all directions.

At that instant, the angel leaped into the air, the radiance of its Holy Sword blazing brighter than the sun, erupting with endless flames that scorched everything in sight.

The sea surface above burned fiercely, suddenly evaporating into boundless mist, from which the continuous roar of wind and thunder could be heard.

Simultaneously, the Dragon King roared incessantly, as if howling in fury under relentless assault.

It must be said: the power of this holy flame was truly terrifying.

Not only did it steadily deplete the Dragon King’s health, but it also replenished the angel itself.

As the tide of battle turned, the tens of thousands felt as if struck by lightning, each one sensing the dreadful force of this attack. One had to wonder: none among them could face it with ease.

“Is the legendary Dragon King about to fall?”

“How is this possible? The myth in my heart is losing the match…”

“My hero… have I… lost?”

……

Wang Yihe, seeing the situation unfold, suddenly let out a strange cry: “I understand now! That Light Angel is draining the Dragon King’s life to convert it into three rounds of magic power—it’s beginning to fall!”

Hearing this, Tie Guanxin clenched her fists, murmuring to herself, “Is this the end of the road? Why not fight with everything we have!”

Zuo Xiaotian, seeing the outcome all but decided, finally revealed a victor’s smile and said, “The path to the Peak is often lonely. With you, there is no room for me.”

Before his words faded, his hands abruptly executed a rapid series of presses, causing the angel on the screen to clutch its head as if struck by a thousand blows.

Layers of Dark Radiance emanated, gradually plunging the entire screen into darkness.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

From this, it became clear that the Light Angel’s health was recovering at an astonishing rate, while its magic power had nearly bottomed out.

In moments, the screen lit up again, now clearly displaying a new form.

As black wings unfurled, they suddenly unleashed countless gales. The oppressive aura unique to the divine races made everyone hold their breath.

In contrast, the Dragon King had lost four-fifths of its health, and its magic power was less than half. As a member of the demon race, how could it possibly stand against the divine races?

With the situation growing increasingly clear, the crowd’s hearts began to lean toward the War God Team.

For the appearance of the Fallen Angel was like a curse, binding their minds and bodies, causing them to gradually lose faith in the once-revered Dragon King.This could be considered a limitation within the game’s mechanics, as well as a racial suppression.

Moreover, given the Dragon King’s current state, it would be difficult to defeat the divine races.

Zuo Xiaotian: “You’ve lost!”

Ye Kuang: “Is that so? What if this king were at full health… Not to mention, your mana is currently zero!”

After speaking, his expression shifted as well—this situation seemed to have taken him by surprise, yet it wasn’t irreversible!

Zuo Xiaotian: “Then by all means, give it a try!”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang said no more and swiftly pressed buttons with both hands.

On the screen.

The Dragon King suddenly raised its head and roared at the heavens. The surrounding waves instantly responded as if summoned, flowing like mud into the sea and returning to the dragon’s mouth.

Visibly, its health was recovering at an astonishing rate, and its mana was following suit.

These constant twists and turns felt like they were testing everyone’s mental and physical endurance.

The rapid development of the situation seemed to have caught them off guard, leading to the current uproar!

But all of this was already irrelevant to Ye Kuang, who was now fully focused, as if he had merged with the Dragon King’s body.

It was clearly a state of human-machine unity!

Roar, roar, roar!

As its health gradually recovered, the Dragon King began to radiate boundless golden brilliance, its body coursing with invincible power.

Seeing this, Zuo Xiaotian, though shocked, wasn’t entirely surprised. “So what if you can recover health?” he said.

Then, shifting his tone, he continued, “It still won’t change the fact that you’re defeated. Take this!”

Darkness boundless, none shall live!

The Fallen Angel suddenly spread its twelve pairs of wings, plunging the entire screen into darkness in the blink of an eye.

Under the influence of that dark power, the Holy Sword began to undergo an eerie transformation, its previous radiance gradually fading as it merged completely with the darkness.

Once its edge was revealed, it seemed eager to devour its prey!

Squelch!

A crisp yet chilling sound echoed, and it was clear from the screen that the Dragon King’s health had dropped by a fifth.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang’s expression inevitably shifted. His hands moved rapidly, and the Dragon King promptly dove beneath the surface.

Splash!

In the darkness, it was as if some colossal entity had breached the currents, stirring endless waves crashing against each other.

The waves surged higher and higher, and under the Dragon King’s water-splitting ability, they suddenly lashed out to strike.

Boom!

The Fallen Angel’s health likewise began to drain, and the dark space started to crumble apart.

The Dragon King suddenly roared, directly activating its innate skill—Dragon King Emerges!

Roar, roar, roar!

Once the waves rose, they were unstoppable.

The Dragon King’s power, amplified by the overlapping waves, increased by more than threefold. Its dragon claws tore through the currents, aiming straight for the Fallen Angel.

Witnessing this, Zuo Xiaotian sneered inwardly. “Ants will always be ants, merely struggling before death. It’s over…”

Phantom-like, Dark Holy Sword!

The Fallen Angel gripped its blade, took a step, and crossed the distance between them in an instant. As the Holy Sword was raised, it came down with a world-splitting force!

In response, the Dragon King abruptly lifted its head and unleashed a torrent of Dragon Flame from its mouth.

Hiss—boom!

The burst of flames erupted in the blink of an eye, colliding directly with the Holy Sword and triggering a series of deafening explosions.

Zuo Xiaotian: “Go down!”

As his voice fell, he raised the Holy Sword once more, this time imbued with the power to split the seas, and swung it down with all his might!The Dragon King remains still until he moves, and when he does, heaven and earth tremble.

His entire form suddenly coils into a circle, shielding his dragon head within, while his limbs and body gather momentum for an explosive strike.

Hiss—BOOM!

A deafening roar echoes across the land, striking fear into the hearts of all who hear it!

Before anyone can regain their composure, the Dragon King lets out a furious roar that pierces the sky, and one of his claws surges forth with savage ferocity!

CRASH!!!

A flash of golden light vanishes as quickly as it appears, followed by the sound of a thunderous explosion!

As if struck by an immense force, the Fallen Angel is sent flying beyond the horizon, plunging into the ocean currents and stirring waves that rise a foot high.

Seeing this, the Dragon King presses his advantage without mercy. With a swift, coiling motion, he repeatedly unleashes torrents of dragon breath!

Countless water dragons surge forth in a frenzy, merging in groups of two or three to form a colossal entity!

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!

The water dragon looms even larger than the Dragon King himself!

Ye Kuang: “The fury of the water dragon—annihilate them!”

As his words fade, the water dragon erupts into a violent rampage, charging toward its opponent and completely submerging the Fallen Angel once more under its overwhelming power!