The Body Sect's Long Aotian

"You may call me Long Aotian," the man said, stating his name.

"Brother Long, that name of yours is truly... extraordinary!" Bei Bei could not help but be struck by the weight of that name.

He immediately understood that the man before him was the number one genius of the younger generation of the Body Sect and the primary heir to the sect master.

His Body Martial Soul was his skin, which had reached the silver-level tier after a second awakening.

If he could break through to the Title Douluo realm in the future, he would have the opportunity to complete a third, gold-level awakening, granting him the potential to become a peerless powerhouse.

The Body Sect only ever recruited disciples who possessed Body Martial Souls; while their numbers were few, their ranks were filled with formidable experts.

Together with Shrek Academy and Mingde Hall, they were known as the three great powers of the continent.

The sect boasted no fewer than eleven Title Douluos, and its sect master, Du Busi, possessed the terrifying strength of rank 98.

Although the two had exchanged names, neither mentioned the faction to which they belonged.

Bei Bei and Long Aotian chatted casually while waiting for their newly ordered food to arrive.

Soon, the waiter returned, carrying plate after plate of dishes.

The two ate rapidly; though they remained silent, a subtle competition unfolded between them as they vied to see who could consume more.

In the blink of an eye, the table full of food was wiped clean once again, leaving only a mountain of empty plates.

As they finished, a lingering desire for another contest stirred in both their hearts.

"Brother Long, how about we test whose strength is greater?" Bei Bei proposed.

"Very well!" Long Aotian, eager for the challenge, readily agreed.

The two extended a hand each, gripped them together, and began to exert force.

Muscles bulged instantly as their arms locked in a stalemate, as if every ounce of their strength had been concentrated into that single, locked grip.

Long Aotian's arm was several times thicker than Bei Bei's, his skin shimmering with a lustrous, pearlescent glow.

Though Bei Bei's arm was slender, his muscles tightened into hard knots as he applied pressure.

Having trained for years in high-intensity Gravity Chambers, every inch of his muscle and bone was as tough as refined iron.

With a loud boom, the table shattered under the force of their struggle, yet their arms remained locked firmly in mid-air.

A fierce, indomitable aura began to radiate from Long Aotian, while an incredibly domineering Dragon's Might erupted from Bei Bei.

Just as the two were fully immersed in their trial of strength, a shrill scream suddenly echoed from outside the hotel.

This was immediately followed by countless more screams, mingled with the sounds of panicked shouting.

"Oh no, Evil Soul Masters are attacking!"

"Run, everyone! The Evil Soul Masters are here!"

"Damn you, Evil Soul Masters, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Help..."

The cacophony of noise was incessant, and even the interior of the hotel was thrown into chaos.

Long Aotian and Bei Bei exchanged a glance, then reluctantly released their grip.

As the two stepped out of the hotel, they saw several Evil Soul Masters standing in the center of the town, surrounded by countless corpses, most of which had been drained of all blood and flesh.

"These rats from the underworld dare to run wild within the borders of the Heaven Dou Empire? They are truly courting death," Long Aotian remarked, his expression darkening.

As the Body Sect served as the protector of the Heaven Dou Empire, the fact that Evil Soul Masters dared to slaughter citizens within the empire's borders was a direct slap in the face to their sect.

"One Soul Emperor, two Soul Kings, and a few Soul Ancestors," Bei Bei said after scanning the area. "Brother Long, shall we have a contest to see who can take down the most Evil Soul Masters?"

"Agreed!" A sharp, piercing light flashed in Long Aotian's eyes as the pearlescent glow on his skin intensified.

His previous contest with Bei Bei had been interrupted, and he was more than happy to vent his frustration on these Evil Soul Masters.

Long Aotian's skin instantly transformed into the color of white jade, making him look like an exquisite jade carving, as three soul rings—yellow, purple, and purple—rose from beneath his feet.

Like an arrow released from a bow, Long Aotian surged toward an Evil Soul Master at the Soul Ancestor level, tearing him in two in an instant.

Seeing this, Bei Bei did not hesitate; a golden halo bloomed around him as his Radiant Dragon King martial soul manifested.

The power of the Ultimate Light spread outward, bathing half the street in a golden hue.

In the presence of this radiance, the Evil Soul Masters reacted as if burned by sulfuric acid; faint black mist began to seep from their bodies as they let out agonizing shrieks.

White-gold dragon scales gradually emerged on Bei Bei's arms as he activated his Dragon Transformation. His hands morphed into massive, ferocious dragon claws, and the scales spread toward his back as a pair of white-gold dragon wings unfurled!

Dragon Transformation secret technique: Dragon's Fury! Dragon's Might!

With a flap of his wings, Bei Bei turned into a streak of golden light, appearing before an Evil Soul Master.

Before the target could react, a savage dragon claw clamped onto his throat, and with a sharp squeeze, Bei Bei crushed his neck.

Another Evil Soul Master nearby finally realized what was happening; his soul rings flickered in succession as he shrouded himself in various evil auras.

The earlier golden light had left them disoriented, and combined with Bei Bei's blinding speed, the Evil Soul Masters were being killed before they could even unleash their soul skills.

Bei Bei utilized his Dust Light Step, and with the added speed from his dragon wings, he arrived before his opponent in the blink of an eye, striking the man's chest and head with his dragon claws.

Though the strikes appeared light and effortless, the Evil Soul Master was unable to resist, letting out a final, agonizing cry.

This move, capable of rendering an Evil Soul Master completely unable to resist, was none other than the world-renowned ultimate technique of Mu En.

Reign Over the World, Dragon Emperor Evil-Breaking Crack!

The power formed by the fusion of spiritual energy and soul power was instantly injected into the body of that Evil Soul Master.

Almost in an instant, fine golden patterns appeared on the Evil Soul Master's body, a brilliant radiance erupted from within, and then the Evil Soul Master was reduced to countless fragments of flesh.

After dealing with the two Soul Ancestor-level Evil Soul Masters at lightning speed, an Evil Soul King-level Evil Soul Master rapidly charged toward Bei Bei.

"Radiant Dragon Claw!"

Bei Bei unleashed his first soul skill; a brilliant golden thunderbolt condensed into a massive dragon claw, whistling toward his opponent, the sound of "hissing" echoing as the claw tore through the air.

The Evil Soul Master's fifth soul ring flashed, and his entire body transformed into a swarm of black Killer Bees, rapidly dispersing in all directions.

Although a portion was charred to ash by the violent golden thunder, many Killer Bees survived and quickly reconverged into human form.

The opponent was now no more than a few meters away from Bei Bei.

The Evil Soul Master's fourth soul ring flickered, and countless Bee Tail Needles fell like raindrops.

These fine needles were not only highly penetrative but also carried a lethal, blood-sealing poison.

Even a mere graze would cause an ordinary soul master to lose their combat effectiveness.

Bei Bei's third soul ring flashed as he unleashed his third soul skill, Bright Dragon's Blessing!

Four golden Coiled Dragon Shields circled around him, and one of the shields dissipated after blocking the countless Bee Tail Needles.

"Fourth soul skill, Radiant Dragon Body!"

Bei Bei's physique grew slightly larger, and golden dragon patterns emerged upon his skin.

A pair of dragon claws lunged forward, striking toward the head and chest of the Evil Soul Master.