The Ultimate Battle and Its Aftermath

"Ultimately, my strength is still lacking. If I were a Soul Douluo right now, even Bo Saixi would become a soul beneath my spear." Lu Yuan muttered to himself.

At his current level, without using the God-Slaying Spear, his strength was roughly comparable to that of a level ninety-five Super Douluo.

Once he broke through to Soul Sage, his strength would undergo an enormous leap. Coupled with the power of his Martial Soul Avatar, he would likely be able to contend with a peak level ninety-eight Douluo. If he advanced further and became a Soul Douluo, then even without the God-Slaying Spear, Lu Yuan might be able to face Bo Saixi head-on.

And once he used the God-Slaying Spear, Bo Saixi would basically be certain to die.

It was true that after reaching Super Douluo, every additional level brought an immense increase in strength. But advancing from Soul Emperor to Soul Sage was likewise a transformation as vast as heaven and earth. Given the power of Lu Yuan's Golden Dragon Spirit, once he advanced to Soul Sage, the strength of his Martial Soul Avatar would be immeasurable.

It would be terrifyingly powerful. Combined with other methods, such as a further transformation of his bloodline and other rewards from the system, even an Ultimate Douluo would be no match for him once he became a Soul Douluo.

That was Lu Yuan's confidence in himself.

Once he reached Soul Douluo, no one on the entire Douluo Continent would be able to restrain him. Once he became a Titled Douluo, he would kill even gods if they stood in his way.

Of course, that was only a fleeting thought for now. The matter before him was more important.

Long Xiaoyao's aura collided with Bo Saixi's. The two locked onto each other, their auras