After a highly efficient recovery with the Soul Tool Milk Bottle, Cao Longyan's Soul Power was completely restored.
He tidied himself up and returned the Soul Tool Milk Bottle to Long Aotian, but Long Aotian smiled and pushed it back to him.
"Junior Brother Bai, just keep the Milk Bottle. Why be so polite with your Senior Brother Aotian?"
"Thank you, Senior Brother Aotian."
Cao Longyan saw that there was no point refusing, so he put the Milk Bottle away in his Storage Soul Tool.
Once they were done, he walked shoulder to shoulder with Long Aotian, and together they stepped onto the Martial Arts Platform.
The two stood facing each other from a distance, their gazes meeting. There was no needless politeness, not a single wasted word. Each was already prepared to fight with all his might.
Martial Soul Possession!
In an instant, the two simultaneously entered their Martial Soul Second Awakening forms.
Crimson-gold flames surged around Cao Longyan, and Red Spirit Armor covered his entire body. Unlike in his previous match, a phantom Fire Dragon coiled around him, radiating an overbearing dragon might.
Below the platform, Wang Yanfeng had just woken up and happened to see this scene. He froze on the spot. A moment later, he slowly closed his eyes and shook his head, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
So... I still wasn't enough to make Junior Brother Bai bring out his true peak form.
So the gap between him and me was this vast...
After the bitterness came a fierce determination in Wang Yanfeng's eyes.
If my talent couldn't match theirs, then I'd make up for it with hard cultivation. From now on, I would train twice as hard and catch up to these two heaven-blessed prodigies!
On the other side,