Left Hand High Damage, Right Hand High Damage, One Punch Made Senior's Stomach Acid Come Out (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

Zhang Lexuan sized up the little guy and was immediately very satisfied.

The little guy was quite proactive.

Then, she sat down and said, "Soul Masters who focus on strength have very strong explosive power, but many Soul Masters cannot use their strength reasonably, causing them to have strength but be unable to unleash it completely."

"The correct way to use it is also very simple. You need to slowly feel the power within your body, then gather it in one place, and then unleash it."

After speaking, Zhang Lexuan stood up and demonstrated it for Yu Daoyun in the Mimicry Cultivation Illusion.

Calm your mind and attack one point.

Yu Daoyun understood instantly and tried to use his Soul Skill according to Zhang Lexuan's words.

Calm your mind, feel the power circulating within your body, gather it in one place, and then unleash it.

After circulating for a few small heavenly cycles, Yu Daoyun felt a slight sensation.

The so-called gathering in one place was actually gathering everything in one place, and then unleashing it instantly, releasing the power of the Soul Skill to the maximum extent.

I have to say, the person who developed Soul Skills to be used this way is a genius.

Beside him, Han Ruoruo said softly, "Junior, cultivation is not that easy. You should ponder it carefully."

Yu Daoyun nodded and said, "I know, I will work hard."

After that, he entered a state of meditation, trying to understand every active cell in his body and attempting to mobilize them.

The armor-ignoring characteristic of the Golden Dragon Fist, combined with its super strong burst, wouldn't it be able to ignore the difference in Soul Power and blow others away with a single punch?

A few days later.

Yu Daoyun continued to ponder the changes in his strength as usual, trying to use the method Zhang Lexuan mentioned: "Gather in one place and attack one point."

The senior students in the inner courtyard didn't pay much attention.

In their opinion, the release technique of Soul Skills was enough for this junior to study for a long time.

They had all gone through it themselves.

In the afternoon, Yu Daoyun suddenly stood up, walked to a rock face, and shouted, "Form and Spirit Unite, attack one point, Golden Dragon Fist!"

Whoosh--!

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon's roar, a piercing sonic boom sounded. This rock face was directly smashed down with a single punch, and a huge fist print was left inside.

The huge commotion directly startled the senior students who were meditating and cultivating, causing them to withdraw from their cultivation state, thinking something had happened here.

This terrifying sonic boom, was it not a Soul King fighting?

However, when they arrived here, they only saw the six-year-old Yu Daoyun dancing with joy and shouting, "I did it! I did it! Senior sister, I did it!"

Zhang Lexuan frowned and walked forward, looking at the rock face, and asked in disbelief, "Did you... do this?"

Yu Daoyun nodded like a pecking chicken, silently raising his chin, as if saying, "Praise me quickly, praise me quickly."

A mere release method for Soul Skills, comprehended in a few days.

"Amazing!"

Zhang Lexuan reached out and rubbed Yu Daoyun's head, still very shocked.

This little guy's explosive power is so strong?

The rock face was shattered, worthy of being the Golden Dragon martial soul, the Ancestor of Strength.

Han Ruoruo also leaned over, blinked her eyes, and praised, "Little guy, you're amazing. When Senior Sister was your age, she couldn't even fully release her Soul Skills."

Under the praise of the two senior sisters, Yu Daoyun was already floating, not knowing heaven or earth.

However, this scene made the older senior students and new students feel sour.

It's good to be young. The senior sisters treated him like a son.

They didn't have this treatment.

Especially the senior students who secretly admired Zhang Lexuan and Han Ruoruo felt even more sour, wishing they could switch identities with Yu Daoyun and let him endure that pain.

Just then, among the inner courtyard students, Dai Yueheng stepped forward and beckoned to Yu Daoyun, "Junior, let Senior Brother test your results. Release your Soul Skill at me and let's see."

Ma Xiaotao glanced sideways and said faintly, "Dai Yueheng, are you trying to die? Junior's martial soul is the Golden Dragon, the true Ancestor of Strength. Aren't you going to release your Soul Skill to defend yourself?"

Dai Yueheng raised his chin and said confidently, "My martial soul is also a top-tier beast martial soul, inherited from the White Tiger War God Dai Mubai. I can block it even without activating my Soul Skill. I just want to test if the junior's explosive power is really that strong."

"Who is stronger, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, or the Golden Dragon?"

As a descendant of the War God, Dai Yueheng had only joined the inner courtyard not long ago and was in the limelight.

He and Ma Xiaotao were known as the twin stars of this generation, with strength slightly inferior to Ma Xiaotao.

Was the mere Golden Dragon martial soul really as strong as the rumors claimed? Dai Yueheng just didn't believe it and wanted to test the little guy's explosive power.

Ma Xiaotao immediately rolled her eyes and said, "Brainless descendant of the War God, good luck."

At this moment, Yu Daoyun spoke, "The explosive power of this punch of mine is very strong. Why don't you activate your Soul Skill to block it? Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll injure you."

Dai Yueheng laughed when he heard this.

Would he, a dignified level 58 Attack-Type War Soul King, be injured by a one-ringed kid?

He immediately said, "Don't worry, you can't kill me. Go ahead and punch. I want to see how strong your burst is."

With things said to this extent, Yu Daoyun naturally couldn't back down.

To show respect, he silently raised his left fist, calmed all his emotions, and shouted, "First Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Fist!"

Whoosh!

A punch, condensed with all his strength and burst, landed squarely on Dai Yueheng's chest.

Ugh--!

Dai Yueheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he let out a muffled groan. He felt like his internal organs had shifted and couldn't help but want to spit out a mouthful of blood, but he swallowed it back down.

In this kind of situation, he couldn't lose face.

But it really hurt!

This kid's strength was actually so terrifying, and he was only a one-ring Soul Master.

In the end, Dai Yueheng endured the severe pain and commented, "Your strength is okay, but your burst power is a bit lacking."

The surrounding students' expressions all changed.

Dai Yueheng actually gave such a high evaluation, proving that this kid's strength was no joke.

At this moment, Ma Xiaotao glanced at Dai Yueheng, saw through his intentions, and said with a smile, "Your left fist probably doesn't have much burst power. Why don't you try his right fist?"

Dai Yueheng gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll try. But I want to activate my protective barrier to block."

Ma Xiaotao's lips curled up. "A dignified Rank 58 Battle Soul King needs to use a Soul Skill against a one-ring Soul Master? Doesn't that prove the little guy's strength has long surpassed his peers?"

Ma Xiaotao, I'll remember you. You're doing this on purpose... Dai Yueheng thought frantically. He endured the discomfort and said, "I don't need to activate my protective barrier. With junior's burst power, he can't hurt me. Come at me."

Yu Daoyun looked at the uncomfortable Dai Yueheng and said softly, "How about we postpone this for another day?"

He was genuinely afraid of beating Dai Yueheng to death.

Dai Yueheng patted his chest and said angrily, "I, the dignified White Tiger Soul King, can still be hurt by you, kid? Bring it on."

Without another word, Yu Daoyun took a deep breath and assumed the starting stance of Chinese boxing.

Form and Spirit Unite, attacking a single point.

Seeing this posture, Dai Yueheng felt a little uneasy, wondering if he should lose face and activate his Soul Skill.

The next moment, he heard Yu Daoyun shout, "Golden Dragon Fist!"

Boom--!

A sonic boom sounded. The dragon fist, which ignored armor penetration, landed unassumingly on Dai Yueheng's chest.

Dai Yueheng's pupils contracted, his eyes instantly rolled back, and he fell straight down, foam and blood frothing at his mouth.

Yu Daoyun thought, This is bad.

Did he beat the man to death?