Luo Yun gripped the Moon Eclipse Sword and narrowed his eyes slightly.
This configuration was even stronger than his father's.
His father's two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red Soul Rings were inferior to Bibi Dong's in configuration alone.
And Bibi Dong's Soul Power Level had also reached Level 99 Limit Douluo. Her fighting strength was terrifying.
Bibi Dong moved first.
She didn't use a Soul Skill, but charged straight at Luo Yun.
Luo Yun dodged to the side, and the Moon Eclipse Sword slashed toward Bibi Dong's wrist.
Bibi Dong raised her Spider Spear to block.
The two fought at close quarters.
Sword light and spear shadows flickered across the hot spring room, the clashing of metal as dense as rain beating against banana leaves.
Bibi Dong was indeed powerful. Every move carried the crushing pressure of a Level 99 Limit Douluo. Luo Yun was driven back again and again, barely managing to defend himself.
But Bibi Dong had one fatal problem.
She was wearing a bathrobe.
A bathrobe wasn't battle attire.
It was loose and soft, and couldn't withstand big movements.
Every time Bibi Dong raised a leg, turned around, or swung her spear, the bathrobe fluttered with her movements, revealing large swathes of snowy-white skin.
She had just dodged one of Luo Yun's slashes by turning sideways when the hem of her bathrobe floated up, revealing her long, slender legs.
She spun around and thrust out her spear, and the neckline of her bathrobe gaped open, exposing her collarbone and a broad expanse of skin across her chest.
Bibi Dong's expression grew darker and darker.
She wasn't fighting Luo Yun. She was fighting her own clothes.
With every big movement, she had to spare half her attention to hold down her bathrobe and keep it