For a moment, every inch of her skin seemed to tremble with excitement. A faint, subtle electric current coursed through her body, tingling and numbing. This intense excitement simultaneously aroused her snake-people's bloodthirsty nature.
She suddenly felt as if she had shed her identity as the mistress of the Endless Fire Realm and returned to her true nature, transforming into a fragrant, voluptuous snake, yearning for the most primal thrills and pleasures. Cai Lin's conscious mind struggled to return to normalcy, but once this dangerous and forbidden flame ignited, it could never be quenched. The intense conflict seemed to tear her body in two. Years of experience in the demonic realm had already turned her mature female body into dry firewood soaked in tung oil. Every time Tu Ku struck Xiao Lin hard, her body burned more fiercely. The forbidden pleasure brought by the sight was like a raging fire, completely igniting her mature and beautiful body, madly invading Cai Lin's last vestiges of shame, hesitation, rationality, and pride.
"You piece of shit! Tuku will show you! What a real cock is!" The onstage Tuku, gripping the base of his enormous cock with one hand and Xiao Lin's hair with the other, pulled him up from the ground. In a deeply humiliating manner, he thrust his child-arm-sized black cock left and right into Xiao Lin's face, pumping it like a thump!
"You bastard... you actually used that thing... to humiliate... Xiao Lin... I... I must... must..."
Of course, the onstage Tuku was completely oblivious to the powerful female Celestial Lord's gaze. Instead, he intensified his assault right in front of her, even using his hand to press his erect black cock down to thigh level. Then, with legs apart and a lewd grin, he inched closer to Xiao Lin, twisted his hips, aimed it at Xiao Lin's shrunken penis, and then released it!
"Hoo-hoo! Pah!"
The thick, long, oversized black cock whipped fiercely from bottom to top against Xiao Lin's quail-egg-sized testicles. The excruciating pain made Xiao Lin howl in agony, clutching his hands between his legs in agony as he collapsed to the ground, hunched over and convulsing.
"...My king... oh... umm..." Witnessing such a shocking scene, the intense stimulation caused Cai Lin, the exquisite beauty snake, to stop herself mid-sentence with an uncontrollable moan. Queen Medusa's charming appearance at this moment was even more heart-wrenching!
She stared intently at Tuku's black cock, still dangling in mid-air, and tried to raise her proud head back, as if desperately enduring something. But the next second, she panicked and covered her buttocks with her hands, stumbling towards the chair behind her. If he hadn't pressed her beautiful buttocks hard against the chair in time, the thick juice would have gushed out of her honey pot at the moment her flower core throbbed!
"That black beast... oh... if it weren't for that brat Xiao Lin... and my future state of mind... I... huff... I would have destroyed him long ago..." Cai Lin, who had finally let the wave of excitement slowly dissipate, narrowed her eyes slightly and rubbed her lower abdomen with a sense of loss, looking weak and powerless.
Just now, her Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python's bloodline had been almost fully awakened. She had meticulously nurtured Xiao Yan with her Celestial Venerable spirit body for decades, waiting for him to recover from the aftereffects of the Burning Decree. She had been preparing to use secret techniques to conceive a second child for him, but the egg she had used had been stimulated and ejected. Now, everything was ready, except for the crucial seed. Such a precious and excellent egg would be wasted!
If she were to cultivate another, who knows how much time and energy it would take!
"Sister Cai Lin... you must... believe in Lin'er... he won't let us down..."
The ancient clan emblem on Xiao Xun'er's forehead shone brightly, and her divine bloodline was also fully awakened. Remember, when she conceived Xiao Lin, Xiao Yan had only awakened a tenth of her bloodline's power, resulting in an even smaller amount of maternal essence released during his pregnancy. Otherwise, with her Dou Sheng cultivation and her own divine bloodline, Xiao Lin's talent would have far surpassed Xiao Xiao's. He wouldn't have been left behind by her now!
And now, simply seeing her son being beaten so violently by Tuku had already unleashed all of her bloodline power. If she conceived now, the maternal nourishment the fetus would receive would be at least ten times greater than when she was pregnant with Xiao Lin!
What made Xiao Xun'er even more incredulous was that after she had forged her Immaculate Perfect Celestial Spirit Body, she had suddenly felt a slight, tingling pain, reminiscent of her menstrual period, in her Flower Palace, which had been silent for years. She felt a distinct ovulation pain in her side, especially the unmistakable pain of ovulation. This was especially true at the hands of a dwarf black man who had abused her own son. This absurd fact filled her with immense guilt, self-blame, and shame...
Xiao Lin, now half-beaten to death, could not believe that his two incredibly powerful mothers had simply watched him being bullied by an outsider, even being provoked to the point of lactating and ovulating for that thug. But a dragon's reverse scale is always infuriating, especially since this black man had insulted his mother, Xiao Xun'er, and forced her to humiliate him by helping him raise his mother and his bastard. At that moment, Xiao Lin successfully activated his Dou Qi, draining all the potential of his bloodline. The Xiao family crest on his forehead seemed to ignite, miraculously bursting with power once again.
"Ahhh!!! Fuck you!!!"
Xiao Lin completely consumed his own bloodline power, completely burning through both of his Emperor bloodlines. Fueled by the power of two incredibly powerful Dou Emperor bloodlines, he surged forward like a mad tiger, unexpectedly lifting Tu Ku's stinky foot and sending him stumbling!
Although his broken knees could no longer support Xiao Lin's recovery, the blazing, multicolored Xiao family crest on his stained forehead still imbued him with immense strength many times greater than before.
He lay flat on the ground, forming seals with his hands. Though he rolled like a mangy dog, he attacked Tu Ku's calves, each strike employing the ancient fighting technique of his clan, the Emperor Seal Technique, wielded only by Dou Wang-level warriors.
The Emperor Seal Technique is a high-level earth-level fighting skill. It is said to have been created by a powerful Dou Emperor in ancient times. There are five styles in total: Mountain-Splitting Seal, Sea-Turning Seal, Earth-Covering Seal, Sky-Annihilating Seal, and Ancient Emperor Seal. Each seal is connected to the other. When all five seals are fully mastered, they have the power to overturn rivers and seas and swallow the sky and the earth!
At its peak, it rivaled even Heavenly-tier Dou Jing!
But if one didn't reach the Dou Wang realm, the cost of its use would be immense. Even with the Nine-Star Dou Ling, Xiao Lin, igniting his clan emblem, could only unleash the first move, the Mountain-Splitting Seal. Even so, the power of just this single Emperor Seal was over five times greater than the initial Flame Devouring Wave Ruler!
"Mountain-Splitting Seal! Mountain-Splitting Seal! Mountain-Splitting Seal! Open, open, open!!!!"
The Mountain-Splitting Seal, surpassing his current realm, consumed Xiao Lin's bloodline with every strike, costing him an unimaginable price. However, Heiman Tuku's lower body was incredibly stable, more unshakable than a mountain!
The ten toes of his two stinky feet gripped the ground, as if rooted to the earth. He then stood proudly, his arms folded across his chest, his massive black cock thrust out, allowing Xiao Lin to assault his legs like a mad dog.
"...Nine...Ten...Eleven...Twelve..."
Under such a desperate attack, even with the powerful grip of Tuku's toes, he was forced to retreat repeatedly, leaving ten extremely obvious friction marks on the ring. But from beginning to end, he remained motionless, standing upright, enduring Xiao Lin's attacks with a superior attitude.
Every time Xiao Lin delivered a Mountain-Splitting Seal on Tuku's leg, a burst of Collapse Energy was secretly branded into his body. He waited, he accumulated energy, anticipating the expression on that arrogant black man's face when he was blasted to pieces by fifteen layers of Collapse Energy!
"...Thirteen...Fourteen...Fifteen!!!!"
"Die! Negro! Explode, explode, explode!"
Xiao Lin laughed heartily as he delivered the fifteenth blow, immediately detonating all fifteen layers of Collapse Energy within Tuku!
"Nothing!!!!!!!"
A ferocious force erupted from Tuku's body, shaking the entire plaza. However, as Xiao Lin looked across with anticipation, the nightmarish figure still stood there, impenetrable. Such was the despair!
"...Sixteen times, it should have been sixteen... Xiao Lin underestimated one after all... because that Black Barbarian... is also growing stronger..."
"Just one more time... Perhaps... this is Lin'er's fate..." The two women in the stands, unable to support their utterly empty bodies, reclined in their chairs, rubbing their aching stomachs while offering feeble commentary. Compared to their disappointment and regret for Xiao Lin, their voices revealed a sense of relief and ease.
"How is it possible?! How could you possibly handle this?! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!!!!"
Finally, before Tuku could say anything, the students in the audience gave up. In their eyes, the so-called Xiao family bloodline, the legitimate son of the Yan Emperor, was nothing but a false reputation. Not only had he been beaten helplessly by a dwarf named Heiman, but he had even rolled on the ground like a shrew, attacking the man's lower body and unleashing mad dog punches. Having failed to do anything, he was now crying and screaming like an overage child, completely shattering his dignity!
Xiao Lin's image as the son of the Yan Emperor was rapidly crumbling. First, someone couldn't help but throw a melon rind into the arena, yelling, "Xiao Lin, are you worthy of us?! Damn it! Give us back!" Then, all the students' pent-up resentment, even their earlier fear of Heiman Tuku, burst out. Xiao Lin, just seconds ago, had suddenly become a pariah.
Tuku, the invincible demon, failed to defeat Xiao Lin, but the furious outcry from his classmates in the audience brought him to his knees.
Xiao Lin collapsed to his knees before Tuku, his unyielding head lowered for the first time, and the burning fighting spirit and faith in his eyes completely dimmed.
Tuku disdainfully lifted his chin with his foot, then with a powerful kick, pinned the stray dog by the throat against the pillars surrounding the ring.
The intense suffocation brought on Xiao Lin's phimosis, the thickness of his pinky finger, twitched twice, and he dejectedly released a few drops of semen. This scene was fully exposed to the eyes of all the students in the room, as well as his two mothers, who had just ovulated while sitting on the ground and were now sore and weak, their faces flushed.
"Hahahaha!!!!" Everyone couldn't help but point at his worthless cock and burst into laughter again.
However, at this moment, Xiao Lin was completely numb, his eyes blank, and he didn't even move.
The expected resistance and unyielding spirit never materialized, leaving Tuku somewhat bored. He released his foot, allowing Xiao Lin to slide down the pillar and sit on the ground, then brought his foot close to his mouth.
"Kneel down! You piece of trash!"
Xiao Lin gazed at the massive foot that had crushed and shattered all his dignity, and felt as if it were radiating a light. Even the overwhelming stench of foot odor intruded into his nostrils, bringing a sense of peace.
Saliva flowed rapidly from his mouth, and a mad thought entered his mind, telling him to kiss it, to prostrate himself before the stinking feet of a true man, to express his submission.
"No, I can't. I'm the son of the Yan Emperor, I'm of the Xiao family, I'm the genius Xiao Lin... I... I absolutely cannot surrender to a black barbarian..." Xiao Lin's breathing grew heavier, his inner struggle reaching a raging pitch, until a sign flew from the stage and slammed into his head. A red background with a black ruler—the emblem once so proud of Panmen disciples... "Xiao Lin, you eunuch, useless bastard, who the hell are you?! You disgrace! Fuck Panmen! Why don't you just die with your damn father!!" Xiao Lin numbly turned his head to the crowd below, taking in the ugly, cursing faces. Suddenly, he felt so safe and happy under the shadow of Tuku's giant foot.
Almost instinctively, he grasped the stinking foot before him and gently kissed it in full view of the crowd. Then, he prostrated himself at the feet of the diminutive Tuku.