"Han Li, are you Li Feiyu?"
Bibi Dong's gaze instantly locked onto Li Han, and boundless pressure swept toward him.
Although Bibi Dong was deliberately concealing her strength, the pressure she unleashed still reached level ninety-six!
Above level ninety-five, every level represented an enormous gulf in strength.
Sometimes, that gulf was even greater than the one between a Soul Douluo and a Titled Douluo.
Thus, even though Bibi Dong was only unleashing level ninety-six pressure, it was still a terrifying tsunami of soul power to Li Han.
Such overwhelming pressure!
Li Han's heart clenched, and he sensed trouble.
He was maintaining his Han Li appearance with the Shape-Shifting Art, which allowed him to use only seventy percent of his strength.
If Bibi Dong brought her full pressure to bear on him, he would not be able to withstand it at seventy percent strength.
When that happened, his Shape-Shifting Art would inevitably break.
Dugu Bo's expression changed at the sight, and he thought, So he was discovered after all.
This is going to be troublesome.
Ning Fengzhi also frowned slightly.
He had long known Li Han's true identity, but Li Han had always maintained his disguise well. He had never expected him to be exposed here.
Just then, Dugu Bo acted first, stepping in front of Li Han and shouldering some of Bibi Dong's terrifying pressure for him.
Li Han, who had been under tremendous strain, immediately felt considerable relief.
His Shape-Shifting Art, which had been on the verge of breaking, stabilized again.
"Thanks, old poison."
Li Han thanked him quietly.
The corners of Dugu Bo's lips curled slightly, but he said nothing.
"Poison Douluo, what are you doing?!"
Bibi Dong roared in fury at the sight.
"Your Holiness, Han Li is the champion of this Soul Master Tournament.
"I know