bookandnovel Chapter 65 I am the Invincible Lion
Chapter 65 I am the Invincible Lion
The White Jade Heavenly Stairs, the two hundredth step.
Wang Dao stood on the platform. The golden lion opposite him did not attack directly as it had done with the branding before. Instead, it cleared its throat in a human-like manner, and its eyes, as bright as the sun, revealed an arrogant air of looking down on the world.
"I am a descendant of the Golden Lion, and have been invincible since ancient times."
The golden lion stood tall and proud, its voice booming like a great bell, echoing throughout the space.
"Back then, when I was still a child, I dared to traverse the vast wilderness alone for ninety thousand miles."
"Wherever it went, all the beasts trembled in fear and retreated in fear."
"My bloodline is as noble as the divine gold of the heavens, and my physique is as powerful as the ancient divine mountains."
"In my time, I was the most promising prodigy of the Golden Lion clan to ascend the throne..."
Wang Dao's previously tense fighting nerves gradually relaxed, and his eyes began to look strange.
This lion is incredibly talkative. Of the 199 opponents it has encountered before, every single one was a ruthless character who didn't mince words.
They'll fight to the death the moment they meet.
This guy, instead of thinking about how to kill him, started giving a personal speech. He's a complete chatterbox.
Seeing that the golden lion was still recounting its glorious past, from the celestial phenomenon at its birth to its heroic figure during its first hunt, Wang Dao finally couldn't hold back any longer and interrupted directly:
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Wang Dao picked at his ear and looked at the other person with a mocking expression.
"I'm telling you, the reason you were invincible back then wasn't just because of your mouth, was it?"
"Is it because all the geniuses of your generation have been impressed by your boasting skills, and have finally given in to your rambling?"
"I think you should stop calling yourself the Golden Lion King and start calling yourself the King of Mouth."
As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
"roar--!"
The golden lion's two sun-like eyes widened instantly, staring intently at Wang Dao as if it had suffered a great humiliation.
"You ignorant human ants, how dare you desecrate my majesty!"
With a roar that shattered the void, the golden lion's previously restrained body suddenly stretched out, swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye transformed into a colossal creature a hundred feet tall.
Its mane stood on end like golden swords, radiating a divine brilliance more dazzling than the sun, illuminating the white jade space with crystal clarity.
That terrifying blood energy belonging to the ancient remnants surged like a golden ocean, pressing down so hard that even the void crackled.
"Now, I'll show you what the Golden Lion King truly is!"
The golden lion roared, enveloped in golden light, like a falling golden meteor, and charged towards Wang Dao with a world-destroying momentum.
"Hahaha! That's more like it!"
Wang Dao laughed loudly. Facing the incoming golden meteor, he not only did not back down, but instead took the initiative to rush forward.
His spine was like a dragon, his joints cracked and popped, and crimson blood surged into the sky, gathering in his right fist, where he fiercely formed a Giant Spirit Carrying Mountain Fist Seal.
A blurry, colossal phantom appeared behind him, carrying a majestic divine mountain on its shoulder. The immense, unparalleled force of its fist seemed to crush the entire space beneath it.
"Come, let me see if your golden lion is truly as powerful as you boast!"
"Roar! No one can underestimate the Golden Lion Clan! Die, you ants!"
The golden lion was thoroughly enraged by the king's arrogance, and his killing intent surged.
While Wang Dao flirted with the other party without restraint, he was on high alert in his heart.
"Only an idiot would actually think this guy is just a bragging chatterbox!"
How could someone who could leave their mark as a prodigy on this two-hundredth step be simple? He had gone through one hundred and ninety-nine fierce and bloody battles to barely stand here. The life-and-death dangers he experienced are beyond the comprehension of outsiders.
"boom--!"
Fists and claws clashed, producing a deafening metallic clang.
Wang Dao's Giant Spirit Mountain-Carrying Fist became increasingly profound and terrifying. Each punch seemed to be a moving divine mountain, causing the void to buzz.
But that golden lion was no pushover either; the innate supernatural abilities of this race were terrifyingly powerful, and their physical strength was unparalleled among those of the same level.
"roar!"
In a fierce clash, the Golden Lion seized the opportunity when Wang Dao's old power had dissipated and new power had not yet been generated, and suddenly opened its blood-red maw. A visible golden sonic wave swept towards Wang Dao like a tsunami.
This is the secret technique of the Golden Lion lineage—Lion's Roar!
Wang Dao felt as if thousands of divine bells were being struck simultaneously in his mind. His vision went black, and his thoughts went blank for a moment.
In that instant of distraction, the golden lion's millstone-sized golden claws tore through the air and slammed into his chest.
"Bang!"
Wang Dao was sent flying backward like a cannonball, the light on his chest armor flashing intensely, barely managing to block the blow that was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks.
"You beast!"
Wang Dao steadied himself, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and his fighting spirit only intensified.
The pressure this lion exerted on him far exceeded that of the animal-skinned boy he encountered on the hundredth level.
Its fur, as white as golden silk, is incredibly defensive, and the golden glow emanating from its body can neutralize most impacts.
Each of its strikes was powerful and heavy, its pure physical strength almost overwhelming Wang Dao.
However, Wang Dao also grew stronger with each battle.
The golden lion completely abandoned its contempt, its sun-like eyes filled with shock.
This human, whom it considered an ant, was so ruthless. Not only could it recover quickly from its Lion's Roar, but it could also withstand its pure physical strength without being at a disadvantage, and even find an opening to counterattack during the exchange.
"Is this guy really a human from the Dragonspine Realm?!"
Despite being shocked by the unwavering resilience of the King's Way, the Golden Lion had completely suppressed it in the pure physical clash.
Its terrifying power, derived from ancient bloodlines, allowed it to rebuild absolute confidence, and the contempt in its eyes as it looked at Wang Dao grew even stronger.
This battle was exceptionally difficult for Wang Dao.
He threw out both fists at once, his left hand forming the Giant Spirit Carrying Mountain Fist Seal, the punches as heavy and oppressive as a divine mountain pressing down.
His right hand evolved into the Crimson Emperor Fist of Heaven-Burning, surrounded by crimson clouds, and a blurry phantom of a fiery emperor appeared behind him, domineering and unparalleled.
He fused two completely different fist intents together, unleashing his powerful blood and energy, making him appear like a young war god.
Even so, he was still completely overwhelmed by the golden lion.
This lion possesses extraordinary innate abilities, and its physical body is undoubtedly the undisputed overlord among its peers.
Since Wang Dao stepped onto this white jade staircase, he has encountered only peerless geniuses at the peak of the Dragon Spine Realm, but the pressure brought to him by the lion before him is unprecedented.
The endless stream of Lion's Roar secret techniques, Golden Claw of Splitting, and all sorts of unbelievable bloodline techniques kept him on his toes, and he narrowly escaped death several times.
"roll!"
After being struck by the lion's claws once again, causing his blood to surge and him to stagger back several steps, Wang Dao let out a roar that suppressed his boundless rage.
He suddenly waved his hand, and a deep, mysterious light burst forth from his dantian.
"Buzz—!"
The Dragon Abyss Sword appeared in his hand instantly.
The sword is entirely black, adorned with dragon patterns. Its spine is round and thick, yet the blade possesses a chilling sharpness.
As Wang Dao gripped the sword hilt, his entire demeanor suddenly changed, transforming from a wild and domineering fist cultivator into a peerless swordsman with unparalleled brilliance.
Sword-wielding special effects, the body and the sword become one!
"cut!"
Wang Dao took a step forward, his Longyuan Sword flashing with a chilling sword flower. Hundreds of sharp and unparalleled sword energies erupted instantly, like a storm of sword blades sweeping across the heavens and earth, slashing towards the golden lion.
This sudden change startled the golden lion.
The dark black longsword gave it an extremely dangerous feeling, as if it could easily tear apart its proud golden fur.
But then it thought of the realm of the kingly way, and that trace of vigilance was instantly replaced by arrogance.
"Hmph, out of tricks, huh?" The golden lion let out a cold laugh, its voice like the clash of metal. "I am the invincible mad lion; even if you know how to wield a sword, it's useless!"
Before the words were even finished, its enormous claws swiped through the air, and a massive spiked club, gleaming with a ferocious, cold light, appeared out of thin air.
The spiked club was made entirely of unknown animal bones, covered with sharp barbs, and exuded a primitive and bloody aura of ferocity.
"Smash it for me!"
The golden lion swung its spiked club, creating a terrifying whistling sound that tore through the air, and smashed it down recklessly towards the sky full of sword energy and Wang Dao himself.