83: Chapter 83 Dragon Overlord? The Man Defeated with the Background Music

Long Aotian moved.

His wasn't just a simple charge; he was charging with background music.

It was as if this guy was carrying a speaker with him. As his spiritual power erupted, the surrounding thunder actually synced up with a rousing drumbeat in an absurd way.

It was the intro to "Dragon-Slaying Knight." Every note beat against the heart, making the listener's blood boil.

“Dragon God's Decree! Golden Spear Pierces Delusion!”

Long Aotian exerted force through his feet, and the ground exploded into two large craters. His figure trailed a golden dragon shadow as his spear tip spun into a drill, heading straight for Gu Fan's face.

This spear strike was very cool.

So cool that even Xiao Fan dazed for a moment, his hand tightening around the frying pan. “That Aura... as expected of the top-ranked big brother, he's got some skills!”

Xiao Fan was just about to step up and take it head-on.

Gu Fan was still slumped on the sofa, his eyelids not even twitching. He simply took a bag of potato chips from Lin Xue's hand and took a bite with a "crunch."

[Ding! S-rank 'Over-the-Top Posturing' malice detected.]

[Malice Source: Long Aotian (Extreme self-confidence, attempting to crush the host with his Protagonist Halo).]

[Backlash Activated: BGM Tampering + Movement Lag Protocol.]

Long Aotian had just flown into mid-air, his posture at its coolest, his Spear Intent at its peak, and the background music was just reaching its climax.

The world... changed its tune.

The rousing heavy metal rock thunder vanished.

In its place was a cheerful, simple, and childish melody.

“two tigers~ two tigers~ Running fast~ Running fast~”

The sound was incredibly loud, as if the entire Thunder Roar Canyon was singing in chorus.

Long Aotian's figure in mid-air suddenly froze.

For anyone to have their BGM swapped at such a critical moment was fatal.

His Aura was broken.

“What the hell?!”

Panic surged in Long Aotian's heart, and half of that unstoppable momentum leaked away. Then, something even more fatal happened.

His left calf suddenly twitched.

A piercing pain followed.

It was the legendary—leg cramp.

What happens when you get a left leg cramp during a high-speed charge?

Long Aotian's straight, dragon-like posture twisted in the air into an extremely standard split.

“Oh, crap!”

A wretched scream that completely mismatched his expert persona escaped his lips.

Because the split was too wide, his tight golden battle pants let out a "rip" sound and tore open.

His golden spear also lost its aim. Originally heading for Gu Fan's brow, it now plunged into the mud nearby.

And it wasn't over yet.

Enormous inertia kept him in that shameful mid-air split pose as he slid like an uncontrollable golden bowling ball straight toward Xiao Fan, who had already gathered all his strength.

This was a flaw.

A flaw large enough to sail an aircraft carrier through.

Xiao Fan might be simple-minded, but his combat instincts were maxed out.

Seeing this great gift delivered to his doorstep, he didn't hesitate for a second and swung the weather-beaten Mysterious Iron Frying Pan in his hand with a full arc.

“Off you go!!”

For this strike, Xiao Fan used every ounce of his strength; the pan even created a sonic boom as it swung.

“Clang——————!!”

A crisp, pleasant, and melodious metallic impact echoed through the canyon.

The frying pan slammed solidly against Long Aotian's wide-open buttocks due to the split.

A perfect hit.

The power, the angle, and the resonance of the sound were all works of art.

Long Aotian turned into a golden shooting star, flying backward at twice the speed he had come.

He flew over the War God Platform and past the minefield.

Finally, with a loud "Boom."

His whole body was plastered like a painting deep onto a massive stone pillar below the War God Platform.

He was in the shape of the character 'Big'.

His split crotch was facing the entire audience.

Everyone was stunned.

Only the nursery rhyme "two tigers" was still cheerfully drifting: “One has no ears~ One has no tail~ So strange~ So strange~”

The remaining members of the Divine Dragon Society dropped their weapons, their jaws hanging low enough to fit an egg.

The invincible president in their hearts had just been... slapped onto a wall by a frying pan?

“Cough... cough cough...”

Long Aotian, stuck on the wall, struggled to lift his head. His face was covered in dust, and his meticulously groomed hair was as messy as a bird's nest.

His outstretched finger trembled as he pointed at the frying pan in Xiao Fan's hand. His eyes held no anger, only a sort of "enlightenment" from being beaten silly.

“What a... what a fast pan...”

“Is this... the Great Dao is simple?”

“I lost... so a true Divine Weapon doesn't need flashy bells and whistles. A single pan can also sever a Dragon Soul...”

After saying these incomprehensible but seemingly profound words, Long Aotian's eyes rolled back, his head slumped, and he fainted.

[Ding! Detected 'Long Aotian' has generated a logical loop of 'self-brain-filling'.]

[malice points +600.]

Gu Fan finished chewing the last potato chip, brushed the crumbs off his hands, and sighed as he looked at the "specimen" on the wall.

“This kid's mental fortitude isn't good enough.”

“But it also reminds us that no matter when, you must do enough warm-up exercises, or it's easy to get cramps.”

He stood up from the sofa, looking at the nearby War God Platform and the flag fluttering in the wind.

“Alright, the obstacles have been cleared.”

“Let's go collect the quilt. I can't wait to try the feel of eight-hundred-thread-count fabric.”

Gu Fan lifted his foot and stepped onto the first step of the War God Platform.

Just as his foot landed.

Thump!

A heavy heartbeat echoed from deep within the earth.

It wasn't thunder; it was a heartbeat.

Following that, the entire War God Platform shook violently. Cracks opened in the ground, and blinding purple light erupted from them.

“Roar————!!”

An ear-splitting beast roar exploded. The sound carried an ancient pressure that no ordinary Vicious Beast could possess.

A massive claw, formed entirely of twisted lightning, reached out from underground and grabbed the edge of the War God Platform.

This was the final guardian of Thunder Roar Canyon and the last exam question left by the academy—the Primordial Thunder Flood Dragon (Projection Version).

Gu Fan stopped and looked at the big guy slowly crawling up, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.

“Tsk, I have to go through security just to get a bedsheet?”

Gu Fan looked back at Xiao Fan and Lin Xue, who were already weak in the knees from fear, then glanced at Long Aotian hanging on the wall. Finally, his gaze fell on the crackling, electrified forehead of the Thunder Flood Dragon. His lips curled into a wicked smile.

“Just right. Winter is coming, and I'm still missing a hand warmer.”

“This thing... looks pretty warm, doesn't it?”