"Little brother, leave this one to me. I still want to see what it feels like after my Martial Soul's Dragon Transformation," Zi Zhenzhu said, quickly stopping Jiang Lan.
"Sure. I'll back you up, Sister Zi Zhenzhu." Jiang Lan stepped back and gestured for her to go ahead.
"I told you I'd crush your balls myself!" Zi Zhenzhu snarled. Her long, powerful legs drove her forward, bringing her before Zhang Zhi in an instant. Her right fist, covered in dark purple dragon scales, smashed toward his face.
Zhang Zhi's pupils contracted. He could only raise both arms to block.
Boom!
Zhang Zhi staggered backward, his arms trembling with searing pain.
Damn it, she's strong!
This woman was far stronger than he was, even though he was a Five-Ring Soul King.
Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Zhi's forehead as his mind raced for a way out.
Escape was impossible.
With that monster's control over water, he would never get away.
His only chance was to seize Zi Zhenzhu and use her to force the others to let him leave.
"Damn! What a boost. How did I ever put up with being so weak? I don't think I can go back." Zi Zhenzhu stared at her fully transformed fist, covered in dark purple dragon scales, and marveled inwardly.
Once she had experienced her Martial Soul's Dragon Transformation, she never wanted to return to the days when her Martial Soul was weak.
Bang!
Zi Zhenzhu charged again, sweeping her right leg toward Zhang Zhi's chest.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Heart-Enchanting Demon Sound!" Zhang Zhi opened his mouth and sent an invisible sound wave at the oncoming Zi Zhenzhu.
"Second Soul Skill: Demon Dragon's Devouring!" Zi Zhenzhu's Second Soul Ring lit up. Dark purple Soul Power erupted from her and formed a demon dragon