Tyrant Dragon: Dragon God on My Left, Old Long on My Right!

"Uh, forgive my bluntness," Wu Yang Jin said.

"It's nothing, just ask. It's not a big deal," Jiang Wuyue replied.

"Oh, so... you're so afraid of your sister?" Wu Yang Jin said.

"Hmm? Sisters are different creatures. Besides, you've met that girl before. And you should be more considerate of your sister, just spoil her a bit," Jiang Wuyue said.

While waiting for Jiang Qiyue, Ye Xinglan and the rest of the group arrived.

"Wulin, what's going on?" Ye Xinglan asked at this moment.

"Well, it's not complicated. This officer thinks Yang Jin and Commander Long are getting together, and how should I put it... (saying this will cause trouble for Yang Jin) Well, this officer thinks Yang Jin is too popular with women, and he's probably cheating on Yang Jin. So, Yang Jin got challenged." Tang Wu Lin whispered as he leaned closer.

"Hmm? You like it? You were challenged? Is that all the reason?" Yuan En Yehui said.

"Hmm...but I'm not worried, because Yang Jin is sure to win," Hu Meier said.

"Yeah, but this officer is really something, always looking for trouble," Xu Xiaoyan said.

"Hmm... but I think we still can't underestimate him. Although, I'm sure Brother Wu will win," Wu Yutang said.

Not long after, Jiang Qiyue rushed over.

Then, she walked into the Combat Room and saw that Jiang Wuyue's opponent was Wu Yang Jin, and Long Yu Xue was also present.

"Hey bro, are you even up to it? You lost to a new recruit in terms of strength before," Jiang Qiyue said.

"Hey, you're my sister, don't be so biased towards outsiders," Jiang Wuyue said.

"That's not really true, but if this is a real fight, you're challenging him? You're just jealous, aren't you? Hmph, but in a real fight, you can't hurt this handsome young man badly," Jiang Qiyue said.

"Hey, really, do you think I'm such a tactless person?" Jiang Wuyue said.

In response, Wu Yang Jin realized a problem, a problem that Long Yu Xue had not mentioned to the two of them.

That is, he defeated both Ba An and the Mo Mei single-handedly.

To put it simply, regardless of how much strength can be discerned from these two incidents, one should be able to glean some insight into my character.

Moreover, Wu Yang Jin believed that Long Yu Xue had already told Jiang Qiyue and Jiang Wuyue.

"No, I didn't say that. Consider it a lesson for him. You saw it yourself, he can be quite arrogant sometimes." At this moment, Long Yu Xue, who was present, also gave a meaningful look.

"Sigh, I give up, my beautiful female officer." Wu Yang Jin sighed inwardly.

However, when it came to Jiang Qiyue and Jiang Wuyue, after they finished chatting, Jiang Qiyue insisted on being the referee.

"Well, never mind, but if you're willing, then it's up to you. However, I'll be your referee," Jiang Qiyue said.

"Oh! By the way, handsome Yang Jin! My brother's Martial Soul is Tyrant Dragon, so you'd better be careful! The Tyrant Dragon is an extremely powerful Martial Soul, the pinnacle of the power type! Besides, since you helped me later, I'm just returning the favor," Jiang Qiyue said.

"Hmm? Tyrant Dragon?" Wu Yang Jin suddenly said.

"What? Now you know how powerful it is? Kid, too late," Jiang Wuyue said.

Actually, it's nothing. Wu Yang Jin was just curious about what would happen if Tang Wu Lin's Soul Spirit clashed with this Martial Soul.

Originally, I was thinking of letting Tang Wu Lin try it too, but seeing this situation, I'd better beat him up first.

"Alright! Then, everyone to your positions! Ready... Go!" Jiang Qiyue shouted.

However, soon after Jiang Qiyue shouted, Jiang Wuyue charged forward with her left foot on the ground.

With a deafening roar, the man charged forward like a bulldozer.

Then, Jiang Wuyue's body began to expand rapidly.

Especially the upper body; just a few steps and the person's height already exceeds seven meters.

The skin on its upper body was entirely iron-black, covered with thick scales like metallic ore.

At the same time, his eyes turned red, and his powerful aura caused his body and the surrounding air to distort.

Finally, rings of Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet, four purple and two black.

"Hmm? Soul Emperor, not bad configuration either," Wu Yang Jin thought.

Then, Jiang Wuyue threw a punch, and Wu Yang Jin immediately stepped back to dodge it, then slammed his fist into the ground.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake. Wu Yang Jin could feel it; this person was imbued with Martial Soul, so he was indeed not weak.

However, Jiang Wuyue did not hesitate and then took another big step.

Immediately, Jiang Wuyue took to the air and rushed straight towards Wu Yang Jin.

Then, just as Wu Yang Jin was about to raise his hand to use the Snow Woman Martial Soul, he suddenly abandoned the idea.

Then, he turned his head and raised his arm again, waiting for the punch to come.

"Hey! Handsome guy! Don't try to take it!" Jiang Qiyue shouted.

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough in Qi Yue," Long Yu Xue said.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Jiang Qiyue asked.

"Hmm, look," Long Yu Xue said.

Then, Jiang Qiyue looked at the stage again and saw a roaring sound.

That was a fist striking, followed by what seemed like a shockwave that spread outwards.

When he saw it clearly again, Wu Yang Jin clenched his fist, making Jiang Wuyue float in the air.

"You! What exactly is this...?"

At this moment, Jiang Wuyue was also filled with shock, but it wasn't because of her current appearance.

Instead, he immediately felt a loss of strength after his fist was gripped.

At the same time, a sense of pressure, followed by a feeling of oppression, came from the fist and traveled through the body.

"Yes, that's true. I must say, your Martial Soul is quite impressive. But... who says I'm not a power-type Soul Master?"

As he spoke, Wu Yang Jin's aura surged, and then eight Soul Ring appeared directly.

"Wh-what!" Jiang Qiyue shouted.

"Hey, Yu Xue, did you see that!" Jiang Qiyue shouted again.

"Well, to be honest, when I was in charge of the assessment, I couldn't use Soul Power. He told me about it later, but..." Long Yu Xue said.

Yes, who would have thought that Wu Yang Jin would have so many red Soul Ring?

Moreover, although it's called a red Soul Ring, it's different from ordinary red ones.

What's more, upon closer inspection, he's actually an eighth-ring Soul Douluo.

"You, you actually... you actually have an eighth ring?!" Jiang Wuyue exclaimed in surprise, unable to contain her astonishment.

"Okay, and then, goodbye!" Wu Yang Jin said.

As he spoke, he threw Jiang Wuyue into the air, and only then did Jiang Wuyue react.

Then, in the instant of landing, he attempted to continue his double-fisted attack.

However, this time, after Wu Yang Jin was covered in dragon scales, he met her punch with one blow.

"Pfft! Ugh!"

With a scream and a painful sound, Jiang Wuyue was blasted away.

However, after the smoke cleared, Jiang Wuyue stood up with difficulty, her arms trembling.

At the same time, some blood had already started to flow, which surprised him greatly.

Because the Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul is known for its physical strength.

Therefore, this applies to both offense and defense, but the attack just now completely broke this rule.

Moreover, Jiang Wuyue was naturally unaware of Wu Yang Jin's various enhancements.

The outstanding ones are blessed by the Dragon God, the Old Long, and have their own strong foundation.

"Ahem, I'll call you brother, really," Jiang Wuyue said.

"Hmm, so?" Wu Yang Jin said.

"Oh well, I'm really unlucky. You're still a Soul Douluo. But I still want to try and exchange another punch," Jiang Wuyue said.

To be honest, he already knew he had lost, but he wanted to try again and see the specific differences.

"Wait, wait, wait! No, we can't continue like this, bro, look at your arms! No, the fight is over!" At this moment, Jiang Qiyue, who was acting as the referee, shouted and then rushed onto the stage.

Of course, she wasn't afraid that Wu Yang Jin would kill her, but she was worried that her brother would lose control.