"Xiao Yuan, you've finally grown up. Grandpa Golden Crocodile is very gratified."
Looking at Lu Yuan across from him, a gentle smile appeared on Golden Crocodile Douluo's aged face.
The waves behind pushed the waves ahead. Lu Yuan, whom he had once guided, had already far surpassed him.
In terms of strength, he had even stepped into the Ultimate realm.
Yet he was not disappointed. Instead, he was filled with gratification.
For he had not only regarded Lu Yuan as the inheritor of his legacy, but had truly treated him as his own grandson. Lu Yuan's achievements today genuinely delighted him from the bottom of his heart.
"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, I offended you just now." Seeing the trace of blood at the corner of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth, Lu Yuan spoke somewhat apologetically.
Even though he had held back, a battle was still a battle, and bumps and bruises were unavoidable. Besides, if he had not used a little of his true strength, he could not have defeated Golden Crocodile Douluo.
"It's not your fault. This was a battle, after all. Besides, Grandpa Golden Crocodile's injury isn't serious. I'll recover in two days, so don't worry."
Golden Crocodile Douluo said with a smile.
"Mm!" Hearing Golden Crocodile Douluo's words, Lu Yuan nodded.
"Xiao Yuan, since I've lost, let the High Priest spar with you next. He's much stronger than I am. You must go all out and stop holding back, or you'll lose terribly."
Golden Crocodile Douluo cautioned him.
"Yes, I understand." Lu Yuan answered. Naturally, he would not underestimate Qian Daoliu.
The reason he had defeated Golden Crocodile Douluo in nine moves was because of Martial Soul suppression. Though Golden Crocodile Douluo was level ninety-eight, before him, he could at most display the strength of level ninety-seven.
Qian Daoliu