Douluo: Reincarnated Dragon Egg, Silver Dragon King Personally Incubates Chapter 7

Before this, Tang San had been the strongest and invincible existence in her heart. There had been only one figure in her mind—Tang San.

But now, Ye Feng's figure had forcefully and domineeringly squeezed its way into her heart, kicking Tang San far away with one foot.

It was not just Xiao Wu. Zhu Zhuqing's gaze at Ye Feng had changed as well.

Her heart pounded wildly.

Just moments ago, she had inexplicably developed an extreme disgust toward Dai Mubai—not only Dai Mubai, but Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun as well.

She only felt that they were somewhat too ugly...

Yet Ye Feng's appearance seemed to have been made exactly for her heart, perfectly matching her tastes—perhaps even exceeding them!

She had never known what love at first sight was before, but now she did.

Coupled with the terrifying talent Ye Feng had displayed, she became even more certain that Ye Feng was the perfect man in her heart! The only standard by which she would choose a partner in the future!

"Looks like you're under a lot of pressure. But I'll still honor our agreement and fight you without using Soul Skills, so you won't say I'm bullying you." Ye Feng took in everyone's reactions and smiled faintly.

It seemed that the Traits he had given them had already begun to take effect.

"Damn it..."

Tang San stared fixedly at Ye Feng. Feeling the terrifying pressure from him, his eyes were even turning bloodshot.

It was not only the pressure Ye Feng gave him, but the pressure in his own heart as well.

Because he discovered that Xiao Wu's gaze was now completely fixed on Ye Feng. His heart instantly twisted in pain, even more violently than the collapse of his faith.

It hurt! It hurt so much!

Before Tang San could make a move, Meng Yiran was the first to lose her patience.

"Enough nonsense! You'll pay for your arrogance!"

Meng Yiran had also felt that powerful Dragon Might, which made even her martial soul tremble in fear.

But at this moment, her competitive nature forced her to suppress the fear in her heart.

With a sharp cry from Meng Yiran, a two-foot-long Snake Blade shot out from the snake head atop her serpent-headed cane. In the blink of an eye, it reached Ye Feng and slashed toward his chest.

This was her first Soul Skill, Snake Blade. Not only was it highly venomous, but it also possessed extremely powerful destructive force and incredible speed. As long as it broke the enemy's skin, the poison would seep into their body and inflict intense pain.

Seeing this, Ye Feng showed no intention of dodging.

He merely raised a hand and gave a light wave.

Smack!

The casual gesture was like swatting away a fly.

As his palm collided with the sharp blade, the seemingly fierce and razor-sharp blade shattered like a bubble, turning into Soul Power and dispersing completely.

It could not even leave a mark on Ye Feng's palm, let alone injure him.

After all, Ye Feng's physical strength alone was now comparable to that of a ten-thousand-year soul beast, and his defense was even more formidable.

Naturally, Meng Yiran was no match for him.

"W-What? How is that possible?!"

Seeing this, Meng Yiran's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

Her blades were not only sharp, but also carried deadly poison!

Yet they had been so easily neutralized with a casual gesture...

If she could not clearly feel the consumption of her Soul Power, she might even have suspected that she was hallucinating.

"Again!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Meng Yiran refused to believe it and wildly unleashed blade after blade of poison.

Dozens of Snake Blades formed in an instant, raining down on Ye Feng like droplets and blanketing him from all directions, even cutting off every route of retreat.

Ye Feng could not even be bothered to raise a hand to swat them away. He simply met them with his body.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

All the blades truly struck Ye Feng like raindrops, only to burst apart like water as well—weak and powerless, unable to cause him the slightest injury.

"N-No... How could you possibly be this strong..."

Meng Yiran dropped onto the ground, her face filled with despair and disbelief.

Her competitive nature could give her extra courage, but before a gap as vast as a chasm, no amount of courage was useful.

Instead, because of her failure, the side effects of her competitive nature began to surface. Meng Yiran's body went weak, and the weakening of her attributes, coupled with the severe blow to her heart, left her on the verge of collapse.

"His physical strength is formidable. You're no match for him. Let me do it!"

Tang San took a deep breath and slowly stepped in front of Meng Yiran, speaking calmly.

He was greatly shocked by Ye Feng's strength and defense, but his Blue Silver Grass excelled at overcoming strength with softness. Moreover, he possessed not only Blue Silver Grass, but terrifying hidden weapons as well!

In this battle, even if he had to reveal every trump card he possessed, he had to win!

The next moment, Tang San immediately activated his first Soul Skill—Blue Silver Entanglement!

A mass of Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground, instantly wrapping around Ye Feng's legs as it released toxins, attempting to paralyze him.

Tang San's "Powerful" Hidden Weapons!

Ye Feng could naturally have dodged, but he did not.

After all, this stuff was as weak and powerless as spider silk to him. Aside from being somewhat disgusting, it had no restraining effect whatsoever.

As for the paralytic toxin...

Naturally, it had no effect on Ye Feng either.

"Got him!"

However, when Tang San saw Ye Feng standing there without moving, he thought that his Blue Silver Entanglement had restrained his opponent, and delight immediately rose in his heart.

The next moment, Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet and rapidly closed in on Ye Feng. Raising his hand, he pulled the trigger and fired his sleeve arrows.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Several sharp arrows shot from Tang San's hand, their speed and force surpassing even the Soul Skill Meng Yiran had unleashed!

Yet in the face of Tang San's sneak attack, Ye Feng remained utterly unhurried. He simply extended one hand and slapped directly at the three arrows.

Clang, clang, clang—

The arrows struck Ye Feng's palm as though they had hit the hardest steel in the world, unable to leave even the slightest mark on his hand.

Instead, the arrows that fell to the ground had all their tips twisted into spirals.

With the enhancement of his bloodline power, Ye Feng's physical body had long surpassed that of a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast. Though Tang San's hidden weapons had some merit, they were still incapable of breaking through his defenses.

"What?! He blocked them again! What kind of body is that?!"

Tang San's jaw nearly dropped at the sight.

He knew the power of his hidden weapons. Even Zhao Wuji would not dare to receive them barehanded, yet this guy before him had blocked them so effortlessly!

This was far too absurd!

Even a humanoid Fierce Beast could not be this absurd!

Still, shocked as he was, Tang San continued using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to circle Ye Feng, firing hidden weapons from time to time, all aimed at Ye Feng's most vulnerable spots.

Unfortunately, every attack was easily blocked by Ye Feng.

By now, Tang San's forehead was covered in sweat.

The number of hidden weapons was limited to begin with. The hidden weapons inside Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges were the accumulation of several years of work, yet they were now nearly exhausted. This pained Tang San immensely.

"How boring..." Watching Tang San constantly run circles around him, Ye Feng himself was starting to feel dizzy. He subconsciously yawned.

"Now!"

Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up.

He moved before Ye Feng, violet light blazing from his eyes as he directly used the Purple Demon Eye to disrupt his opponent's mind.

The next moment, Hidden Sand Shooting Shadow at Tang San's chest erupted.

Sixty-four golden threads, each thinner than a strand of hair, shot toward Ye Feng's face in an instant!

This was currently his most powerful hidden weapon.

Those sixty-four golden threads were the legendary Dragon Whisker Needles. They could pierce protective energy and possessed astonishing penetration!

So long as they pierced even a tiny bit of skin, the Dragon Whisker Needles would burrow into the flesh like worms, inflicting incomparably terrifying pain!

And if they entered the flesh, the Dragon Whisker Needles could instantly drill into the opponent's heart and take their life!

That was the terror of hidden weapons!

Unfortunately, Tang San had still underestimated Ye Feng's defenses...

Faced with the incoming Dragon Whisker Needles, Ye Feng still reached out to catch them with his bare hand.

Ye Feng naturally knew how powerful the Dragon Whisker Needles were. Though he was confident in his defenses, he had not come unprepared.

Faint phantoms of pale golden dragon scales emerged across his palm, firmly enveloping it.

This was the bloodline talent he had only recently awakened—Dragon Armor.

Dragon Armor could appear on any part of the body and be used to block attacks.

This was not a Soul Skill, but an innate defensive ability that came with Martial Soul Possession. It was also a kind of bloodline talent and required almost no Soul Power.

Clang, clang, clang—

The Dragon Whisker Needles, said to be capable of easily piercing protective energy, struck Ye Feng's palm yet could not penetrate even a fraction. All of them were blocked by Ye Feng's Dragon Armor.

"How is that possible?!"

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.

He had never imagined that the Dragon Whisker Needles, which even Zhao Wuji could not block, would still be so easily stopped.

Just as Tang San was considering whether to take out the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, he heard Ye Feng's somewhat lazy voice.

"Alright, the clown's farce should be over."

Ye Feng spoke slowly, intending to end this battle.

Naturally, he knew Tang San still had the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.

It was not that he feared the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, but that he had already achieved his goal today and did not want to waste any more time here.

The next moment, his feet shifted slightly, and the Blue Silver Grass snapped apart like hemp rope, unable to restrain him in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng arrived beside Tang San and threw a simple punch at him.

"Hmph, an attack with no technique whatsoever!"

Seeing Ye Feng charge straight at him like this, Tang San snorted disdainfully in his heart before immediately using his martial art—Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!!!

Tang San stretched out his Mysterious Jade Hand, now as hard as emerald jade, and grabbed Ye Feng's arm, intending to deflect the force before launching a counterattack.

However, Tang San had once again underestimated Ye Feng's strength—or rather, overestimated his own...

As Tang San gripped Ye Feng's arm, he felt as though he were clutching a massive iron pillar. The force contained within made him feel as if he were facing a mountain, utterly impossible to shake.

Although his Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon could allow the weak to defeat the strong and softness to overcome hardness, it naturally could not work under the suppression of absolute power.

The fist came straight at him and struck Tang San squarely in the face.

"Bang—"

With that single punch, Tang San fell flat on his back. Under the immense force, his entire body spun one hundred and eighty degrees before he finally slammed face-first into the ground with a splat.

At that moment, Tang San's head was spinning.