As the three of them clashed more and more frequently, the gulf between a Peerless Douluo and an Ultimate Douluo became apparent.
Even with Du Bushi and Jing Hongchen attacking at full strength together, they could not inflict much harm on Long Xiaoyao.
To put it amusingly, their attacks seemed little more than a tickle to Long Xiaoyao.
"Du Bushi, Jing Hongchen, are you still going to keep fighting?"
Long Xiaoyao stopped moving, looking teasingly at the two men before him, both already gasping for breath.
Du Bushi snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "This old man has no intention of bowing his head to an enemy!"
With that, he charged forward again and resumed his battle with Long Xiaoyao. Yet Long Xiaoyao merely waved a hand, and a massive black dragon claw came crashing down.
It slammed Du Bushi straight into the ground. Just as Du Bushi tried to rise, the Dark Sacred Dragon's claw descended again, pinning him back into the crater.
"Damn it! Is the gap between us and an Ultimate Douluo really this huge?!"
Bearing the crushing pressure of the giant claw, Du Bushi's unwillingness continued to grow. It had been like this when he faced Mu En in the past, and it was still like this now.
"Old Poison!"
Jing Hongchen intended to save him, but Long Xiaoyao was not held back. He swept his left hand out.
A surging black torrent swept toward Jing Hongchen. Seeing this, Jing Hongchen activated the ninth-grade defensive Soul Tool on his body.
An incomparably sturdy shield unfolded, attempting to block Long Xiaoyao's attack.
However, no matter how powerful a ninth-grade Soul Tool was, it was ultimately not Kong Deming's tenth-grade Soul Tool.
The dark torrent swallowed everything, blasting Jing Hongchen away and smashing him heavily into a nearby building.