Chapter 87: Live Broadcast of Little One's Hunting Shocks the Entire Douluo Continent!
Seeing the blackwater poison flood dragon roaring as it prepared to charge forward, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes. She clenched her teeth.
"I'll break its armor!"
With that shout, Qian Renxue let out a cry and shot out of the bushes like a released spring.
"Buzz!"
The runes inside her body instantly lit up. At that moment, a phantom of a six-winged angel seemed to appear in the void behind her.
Holding the spear with both hands, Qian Renxue used the momentum of her dive to concentrate the massive force of over ten thousand jin from her entire body onto the spear tip.
"Break for me!"
"Puchi!"
The strike was swift, precise, and ruthless.
The spear stabbed directly into the gap of a reverse scale on the neck of the Blackwater Poison Flood Dragon.
"ROAR!!"
The flood dragon instantly let out a miserable scream. Foul-smelling black blood poured out from the wound in waves, instantly staining Qian Renxue's beast-skin clothes.
Then it began shaking its head wildly, its massive body rolling crazily on the shore as its thick tail swept outward.
"Bang!"
Several ancient trees that required three people to embrace were instantly snapped in half, wood fragments flying everywhere.
"Evil beast! Don't act so wildly!"
Seeing this, Shi Linhu and several strong men from Stone Village charged forward fearlessly with heavy blades, engaging the rampaging flood dragon in close combat.
Meanwhile, after being thrown away, Qian Renxue flipped gracefully in midair and landed steadily on the ground.
She wiped the dragon blood from her face. Her golden eyes appeared especially enchanting.
"Again!"
With that, she stomped heavily on the ground and once again turned into a streak of golden light, charging forward.
Fists, elbows, knees, legs!
Qian Renxue unleashed the combat techniques she had learned in the Great Wilderness to their fullest.
She moved agilely around the dragon's massive body. Every strike carried the rune power of the Blood Transformation Realm, smashing fiercely into the dragon's wound.
At the same time, Shi Linhu and the others also activated their ancestral artifacts, attacking the flood dragon together.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Before long, under the siege of the Stone Village warriors, the previously arrogant Blackwater Poison Flood Dragon finally began to fear.
Although its skin was thick and flesh tough, its realm was ultimately too low, and its bloodline too mixed. It simply could not withstand so many attacks.
"ROAR!"
Soon, the flood dragon, already thinking of retreat, spat out a mouthful of black, poisonous mist to force everyone back.
Then it twisted its massive body and attempted to escape back into Emerald Cold Pond.
"Not good! It's trying to run!"
Seeing this, Shi Linhu shouted anxiously,
"Once it enters the water, we'll have no way to deal with it!"
However, just as the flood dragon turned and rushed toward the pond, its vertical pupils suddenly shrank.
Standing in the middle of the path leading to the water was a small child blocking its way.
The little baby wore split-crotch pants and looked delicate and adorable. At that moment, he was holding a clay jar larger than his head, leisurely drinking beast milk.
He seemed completely unconcerned about the fierce battle happening around him. He even smacked his lips, leaving white milk stains at the corner of his mouth.
He looked harmless, weak, pitiful, and helpless.
"ROAR!"
Seeing this, the Blackwater Poison Flood Dragon did not hesitate at all.
It twisted its enormous body and charged forward, determined to return to the water as quickly as possible.
As for this human cub, so small and still drinking milk, it must be the weakest.
With that thought, the flood dragon opened its enormous, bloody mouth and lunged toward the little one, who was still focused on drinking milk.
"Eh?"
Hearing the noise, Little Shi Hao lifted his head in confusion.
His clear eyes looked at the ferocious flood dragon rushing toward him. Not only was he not afraid, but he even blinked curiously.
"No!!!"
"Little One!"
From afar, Qian Renxue, who had just stabilized herself, cried out in alarm and rushed forward desperately, trying to save him.
But the distance was far too great.
There was simply no time!
However, before Qian Renxue's cry even finished, the Blackwater Poison Flood Dragon had already crashed toward Little Shi Hao like a falling meteor.
With such a collision, let alone the people of Douluo Continent who saw him as just a somewhat strong little child—
Even the strongest Titled Douluo, or even gods of the God Realm, would likely have their bones shattered and bodies crushed into pulp under such an impact.
"BOOM!!!"
Before Qian Renxue could react, an extremely heavy sound echoed through the jungle.
The shockwave formed a visible white airwave that flattened all bushes within a hundred meters.
Even Qian Renxue, in the distance, was thrown to the ground by the blast, looking extremely miserable.
Yet the expected scene, Little Shi Hao being smashed away and blood splattering everywhere, never appeared.
He hadn't even moved.
When the dust settled, both Qian Renxue and the people of Douluo Continent watching behind the Sky Screen saw a scene that shattered their worldview.
Little Shi Hao was still standing steadily in the same place.
His beast-skin clothes didn't even gain an extra wrinkle.
Even when facing the full-force collision of such a massive primordial beast, he had not taken a single step back.
Meanwhile, the Blackwater Poison Flood Dragon that had rammed into him first let out a miserable howl.
Its entire skeleton was nearly shattered.
Not only that, but even its massive head had become slightly deformed. One of its previously indestructible dragon horns had snapped off.
That collision made it feel as if it had not struck a human child—
But an ancient divine mountain.
The terrifying rebound force nearly made it question its existence.
Who exactly was the ferocious beast here?
With such a terrifying body, even the cub of a pure-blooded primordial beast might not be his match.
"My heavens… what kind of body is that?!"
Within the Douluo Continent, whether it was Spirit Hall, the Star Dou Great Forest, or even the gods of the God Realm, everyone was stunned to the point their eyes nearly popped out.
"That flood dragon's charge must have at least a hundred thousand jin of force!"
"That little child just stood there and took it head-on? Not even shaking once? And the dragon ended up falling apart instead???"
"Is that even human?!"
…
"Ah!"
At the same time, Little Shi Hao looked at the spilled beast milk caused by the impact.
His delicate little face instantly filled with distress.
"You bad loach!"
"You spilled my beast milk!"
Little Shi Hao angrily placed the clay jar down and carefully set it upright.
Then he suddenly stood up.
The child, who was not even as big as one of the flood dragon's horns, reached out with his chubby little hands and grabbed the tail of the still-dizzy Blackwater Poison Flood Dragon.
"Up you go!!!"
"BOOM!"
In an instant, the enormous creature, dozens of meters long and weighing tens of thousands of jin, was lifted effortlessly like a straw rope.
"I'll smash you! Smash you! Smash you to death!"
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