"Is this all your strength?" Bibi Dong asked calmly as she looked at Zhao Zilong, who was sitting on the ground and gasping for breath.
"Yes, Teacher..." Zhao Zilong panted, a bitter smile appearing on his lips. "It seems that even if I give it everything I have, I'm still no match for you, Teacher!"
After fighting Zhao Zilong, Bibi Dong was deeply shocked as well. The power of Zhao Zilong's Martial Soul Fusion Skill was enough to rival a Titled Douluo's ninth soul skill. Beyond that, Zhao Zilong possessed many special techniques, including the Gentle Fist and spear techniques.
When facing Zhao Zilong, Bibi Dong had felt as though she were fighting a Titled Douluo-level expert. She had nearly used her full strength against him.
"Your strength is formidable. Although your Soul Power is only at rank 71, your combat ability is already no weaker than that of a Titled Douluo below rank 95," Bibi Dong said seriously. "With your current strength, even if you faced a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, though you might not be able to defeat it, it would still find it difficult to kill you."
"Among those of the same rank, you are practically unrivaled. To be honest, being your teacher is a very exhausting matter, because I've discovered that there is little left for me to teach you. However, if you can integrate the techniques you possess and adapt to circumstances more effectively, then you will be perfect."
"Integrate them?" Zhao Zilong frowned slightly.
"Every technique you possess is extremely powerful, but precisely because they are so powerful, you often crush your opponents in battle. Yet sometimes, you may not be facing just one opponent, but a group. So you should think about how to use your strength more appropriately to defeat your enemies." Bibi