Chen Ping and Long Ao Tian locked gazes across the air. Two utterly different auras collided violently, sending invisible ripples surging outward.
Standing at the center of their confrontation was the Immovable Douluo, Zheng Zhan. Deep in his eyes lay an indescribable shock.
The cultivation of these two youths was far inferior to his own, yet in a certain realm, they had already completely surpassed him!
Was this the height that the greatest prodigies of the age could reach?
Zheng Zhan was utterly certain that, given time, the accomplishments of these two would surely far surpass his own!
Their pressure surged as the two finally faced one another directly.
"State your names!"
Zheng Zhan announced in a deep voice.
"Shrek Academy, Chen Ping."
"Snow Demon Sect, Long Ao Tian."
"Fall back and prepare!"
The instant his words fell, the two vast auras that had been clashing moments ago receded like a retreating tide.
They've got something. Impressive. The two silently praised each other almost at the same time.
Long Ao Tian had already retreated to the edge of the Competition Stage. He turned around and no longer released that terrifying aura, yet merely standing there made him seem as though he had fused with the entire stage.
"The match begins!"
The instant Zheng Zhan announced it, Long Ao Tian's aura suddenly condensed. With a light tap of his toes, he shot toward Chen Ping like a gale skimming the ground!
Soul rings rose beneath his feet in succession: yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black! A Seven Ring Soul Saint! And he possessed four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings that exceeded the theoretical limit!
Such a configuration was simply exaggerated to the extreme. It might not compare to Chen Ping's configuration of one color per ring, but it was still