"Title Douluo!!!"
Meier's face filled with delight. Yes!
Brother Sheng never did anything he wasn't sure of.
Opposite them, the Dark Feather King was staring fixedly at the red Ninth Soul Ring on Wang Sheng.
Her expression turned solemn, without the slightest trace of her earlier contempt.
After all, she did have some understanding of human soul masters.
Those who possessed hundred-thousand-year soul rings could be counted on one hand. Anyone who had one was absolutely among the finest of Title Douluo.
In other words, this human before her was a true powerhouse.
Actually, at a time like this, showing weakness to the enemy and then looking for a chance to kill with one strike would have been the best choice.
But Wang Sheng had revealed his strength so quickly for a reason.
He needed to strengthen Meier's confidence in him.
Only then would she not be shaken by someone else's words.
The Dark Feather King said, "Then let me see just what kind of strength a human Title Douluo has!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she released her martial soul as well.
Behind the Dark Feather King, a pair of black wings spread open, black flames burning across them.
Immediately after, nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—rose from her body.
Wang Sheng's eyes narrowed at that. The red soul ring likewise drew his attention.
He had to admit, after soul beasts took human form, they still had tremendous advantages.
Setting aside the fact that once their rank was high enough, they would automatically possess soul rings and soul skills...
Just that final ring being a hundred-thousand-year soul ring was enough to crush 99.99 percent of all human soul masters.
Afterward, Wang Sheng's gaze was drawn again to the black flames on the Dark