A Titled Douluo Punched Until He Coughed Up Blood? Xue Qinghe Was Stunned!

At that moment.

Douluo She Long felt an immense pressure.

It was a warning of death, and there was no way his instincts could be wrong.

"Oh no!!"

He hurriedly crossed his arms in front of him to block.

Even his Snake Lance Martial Soul appeared in front of him, trying to help bear some of the pressure.

His Soul Power was also circulating at its absolute limit in an instant.

Yet even then, he still felt it wasn't enough. Nine Soul Rings of different colors suddenly lit up beneath his feet.

"Yellow, yellow, purple, purple!"

"Black, black, black, black, black!"

A top-tier configuration!

All nine Soul Rings also showed that he was a veteran Titled Douluo!

His vast Soul Power made him incomparably powerful at that moment!

I'm a Titled Douluo...

No matter how strong that freakish brat is, could he really punch me to death?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Just as She Long had thought.

Although Yu Fan's punch really couldn't kill him.

But...

Crippling him wouldn't be a problem!

"Serious Punch!!"

Yu Fan flashed in front of She Long in an instant, a series of blurs trailing behind his body at extreme speed. Even the space around him began to warp and twist under the pressure.

"Die!!"

A red light flashed in his eyes, and his raised arm came crashing down at She Long.

The terrifying force carried by his fist shattered She Long's protective Soul Power inch by inch.

"H-how the fuck is this possible!!"

She Long's eyes widened. He could even hear the roar of an air cannon as he watched his protective Soul Power shatter like glass.

He admitted that, at that moment.

He was already in a complete panic.

His punch is actually making space itself warp!!

As Yu Fan's fist grew larger and larger in his eyes.

Boom!!

She Long felt as though a high-speed Dayun truck had slammed into him.

The bones throughout his body were nearly shaken apart, and even his body began to fly uncontrollably through the air.

I...

I think I can see my departed great-grandmother...

Watching his great-grandmother slowly beckon to him.

His heart was filled with despair.

Yu Long turned into a shooting star, enveloped in flames generated by the high-speed friction.

He then smashed through one towering tree after another, setting off a series of explosions that made eardrums ache.

Finally, he lay embedded in a mountain, gazing at the trench over a thousand meters long that had been plowed into the earth.

"Pfft!!"

Yu Long spat blood. In that instant, his Snake Lance Martial Soul had actually been forcibly broken, and he himself had suffered irreversible, grievous injuries.

His arms, too, were in burning agony, as though they had been broken. His eyes were full of shock, and he was plainly still in a daze, as if in a dream.

The intense pain gradually twisted his face, and he could only grit his teeth and force himself to speak.

"How is this possible... how is this possible..."

"Could that little brat built like an ox really be a reincarnated Ferocious Beast?!"

"That punch had a force of at least a hundred thousand jin!!"

"What kind of monster is he?!!"

To tell the truth, if Yu Fan had put a little more strength into it.

She Long really would have been punched into a mist of blood. His protective Soul Power was now completely shattered, and even his Martial Soul had been forcibly broken.

In his current state, even a fight with an ordinary Soul Douluo would be a battle to the death.

He would have to burn his blood essence just to beat a peak Soul Saint.

Xue Qinghe stood rooted to the spot, cold sweat pouring down her forehead.

Her pretty face began to turn pale, and even the color slowly drained from her lips.

"Th-this kind of power..."

"Is it really something a human can achieve?"

Xue Qinghe looked at the trench over a thousand meters long before her, and at the level path carved through swaths of forest by a single punch.

She marveled inwardly. Even a Titled Douluo's ninth Soul Skill was probably no more than this.

When it came to raw power...

Yu Fan's punch had compressed its force to the extreme. Its destructive power was not limited to a thousand meters; its true power might possibly have extended for tens of thousands of meters!

"Oh no, Elder Snake Lance!"

Amid her shock, Xue Qinghe finally remembered She Long.

But She Long could barely even move right now. Who knew how many times she would have died by the time he got here?

She slowly turned her head and looked at Yu Fan, who stood with his arms folded as though nothing had happened. She felt a little afraid.

"You! Do you know who I am..."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Xue Qinghe, the eldest prince of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

"Oh, right."

Yu Fan picked at his ear, then said,

"Never heard of you. So what kind of onion are you?"

Those words left Xue Qinghe speechless.

She had originally wanted to use her status to make Yu Fan hesitate to act rashly against her for the time being.

But who could have imagined...

He had no idea who she was.

"I have the empire's million-strong army behind me!"

"And I've got hundreds of millions of little soldiers on me!"

"..."

Looking at the fearless Yu Fan.

Xue Qinghe was at a loss for a moment.

She silently took several steps back.

Four Soul Rings slowly rose beneath her feet.

"Yellow, purple, purple, purple!"

Three Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

This was undoubtedly a top-tier configuration. She was a peak Soul Ancestor!

In other words, a level forty-nine Power Attack System Battle Soul Master!

"Senior, there must be a misunderstanding. We mean no harm!"

Xue Qinghe hurriedly tried to calm Yu Fan down. She was terrified that he would give her a punch too.

If he really did, Spirit Hall's plan would be strangled in the cradle before it even began, and that would be the end of her.

Besides...

She couldn't withstand a punch like that.

"We came to the Star Dou Great Forest this time only to find a suitable Soul Ring!"

"Looking for a Soul Ring? What a coincidence, so am I!"

Yu Fan walked up to Xue Qinghe and pointed at the corpse of the ten-thousand-year Light-Winged Mantis on the ground.

"Look, this is the Soul Ring I was just about to absorb, but its age was still a little too low, so I was planning to find an older Soul Beast."

"I see!"

Xue Qinghe nodded.

She stayed alert to Yu Fan's every move. After all, who could have imagined that he could cripple Snake Lance Douluo with one punch, without using Soul Power, relying only on the most primal strength of his body?

That was a veteran level ninety-one Titled Douluo!

Did he think they were cabbages by the roadside?

It was no exaggeration to say there were absolutely no more than twenty Titled Douluo on the entire Douluo Continent!

Though Spirit Hall accounted for more than ten of them!

"Then I suppose we had to fight before we could become acquainted."

"My name is Xue Qinghe. I'm the eldest prince of the Heaven Dou Empire."

Xue Qinghe politely extended her hand, but she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly prepared to pull it back.

Yu Fan, however, grabbed her small hand and said,

"Oh, we really did have to fight before we could become acquainted!"

"My name's Tang San. I'm a poor bastard from Holy Soul Village!"

When you were away from home, you gave yourself your own identity.

Since Xue Qinghe wasn't going to tell him her real name, he would put on an act too.

Anyway, Tang Hao would cover for him if he caused trouble...

Surely that old bastard wouldn't just watch his own son get beaten up, would he?