Young Master of the Spirit Pagoda Jealous Over Love, Actually Wants to Challenge the Dragon God?

"You... damn pretty boy!"

"Some country bumpkin who crawled out of nowhere actually dares steal my woman!"

Don't be fooled by Gu Yuena walking away so casually.

There was no way this matter would end there.

Who was Qiangu Zhangting?

He was the publicly acknowledged next master of the Spirit Pagoda across the entire continent.

The girl he loved had been captivated by someone else.

How could Qiangu Zhangting possibly swallow such an insult?

"Hey, you! Stop right there!"

"Yes, you—the brat from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

No wonder the ancients often said that beauty brought disaster.

A beautiful woman could sometimes truly be the beginning of calamity.

Even Gu Yuena herself had not expected it.

Such a small shift in her attitude had actually overturned Young Master Qiangu's jar of jealousy!

He had even cast aside all dignity and fixed his sights on Luo Feng like a hooligan.

When they saw Young Master Qiangu charging over.

Wang Chunxiao and the other streamers immediately fled to the side in fright.

Even Xu Xiaoyan from Shrek Academy did not dare step forward.

The young man before them was simply too arrogant, his expression like that of a rabid wild dog!

But Luo Feng slowly turned around.

There was still an easy smile on his face.

He looked at Qiangu Zhangting as though he were looking at an idiot.

An ordinary mortal wanted to challenge the Dragon God?

What was he thinking?

Even if he did not know the other party's identity.

One only had to look at what he had taken out earlier to know he was not someone the Spirit Pagoda could afford to provoke!

"Were you calling me?"

"Nonsense! This young master now doubts your identity. Show me your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul!"

This was deliberate harassment.

Yet Qiangu Dongfeng and those old fellows from the Hall of God of War in the distance remained expressionless.

Because they also needed someone to test him.

They wanted to see just who this young man who had suddenly appeared really was.

Although the database had confirmed that he was indeed the Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

All the higher-ups understood that identities could be forged.

What mattered was that they all wanted to see what this suddenly appearing handsome young man was capable of.

"Heh, you want me to show my Martial Soul? Are you looking to challenge me?"

"Sorry, but our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul is not for display. It is for battle!"

"If this brother does not dare spar with me, I'm afraid you will not get to see my Martial Soul!"

Luo Feng glanced at Gu Yuena from the corner of his eye.

A teasing expression appeared on his face.

He had not expected to run into this kind of jealous rivalry the moment he arrived in the human world.

Fine!

As long as he did not expose his identity, what was wrong with being a little high-profile?

Besides, he really was a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!

And a super-ancestor type at that!

How was that impersonation?

"Fine! This young master will expose you as the fraud you are!"

"Buzz!"

Perhaps he was truly overcome by anger, perhaps jealousy had driven him mad.

Qiangu Zhangting ignored everyone's attempts to stop him.

He directly summoned his Coiling Dragon Staff.

He even raised his combat power to its limit!

"Oh? Not bad!"

"If you can satisfy me, I'll give you a little gift too!"

This Qiangu Zhangting actually had some backbone. At the very least, he was stronger than his spineless grandfather.

The Coiling Dragon Staff required precisely this kind of furious, fearless power of self-sacrifice.

This hot-blooded Qiangu Zhangting clearly had more potential than his grandfather.

"Brat, watch me smash your head in!"

With Qiangu Zhangting's furious roar, the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand instantly erupted with incomparably dazzling golden light.

Qiangu Zhangting held nothing back with this strike, even using every ounce of strength he had!

Sharp sonic booms even rang through the air, as though space itself were about to be torn apart by this terrifying blow.

Faced with this ferocious killing move, the surrounding crowd cried out in alarm.

Yet Luo Feng, standing at the center of the storm, did not even raise an eyelid.

He did not even summon his Martial Soul. Both hands remained lazily tucked into his pockets.

Just as the Coiling Dragon Staff was about to smash his head apart.

Luo Feng moved.

He merely took a casual little step to the left.

His movement was unhurried, as though he were taking a leisurely stroll through his own backyard.

"Boom!"

Qiangu Zhangting's all-out strike smashed viciously into the open ground.

The violent Soul Power blasted a massive crater into the hard stone floor, sending shards of rock flying.

"I missed? That's impossible!"

Qiangu Zhangting's eyes turned crimson as he roared and spun around.

The Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand transformed into a sky full of staff shadows, sweeping toward Luo Feng once more like a raging storm.

"First Soul Skill! Third Soul Skill! Fifth Soul Skill!"

In order to regain face before Gu Yuena, the Young Master of the Spirit Pagoda had completely gone mad, unleashing Soul Skills as if they cost nothing.

But then, an incomparably strange and despairing scene unfolded.

No matter how dense Qiangu Zhangting's attacks were, how fast they came, or how powerful they struck.

Luo Feng maintained that same careless pace throughout.

He either slightly turned his body or lightly lowered his head.

Every time, he perfectly avoided the edge of the Coiling Dragon Staff by the narrowest possible margin.

That effortless posture was not battle at all.

It was more like watching a three-year-old swing around a plastic toy.

"Puff... puff... You bastard, if you've got guts, stop dodging!"

After several hundred full-power swings in succession, Qiangu Zhangting was panting heavily, veins bulging on his forehead.

"Oh? You want me not to dodge?"

Luo Feng stopped walking, a teasing curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Fine. Then I'll stand right here without moving."

At those words, a savage glint flashed through Qiangu Zhangting's eyes.

He directly activated the Coiling Dragon Staff's most core ability—Dragon-Suppressing Might!

It was a strand of unyielding dragon soul sealed within the Coiling Dragon Staff Martial Soul, specially designed to restrain all dragon-type Martial Souls!

"Die!!!"

Qiangu Zhangting leaped high into the air, and the vague phantom of a golden giant dragon appeared on the staff.

Carrying an aura that could suppress everything, it shot straight toward Luo Feng's face.

When Qiangu Dongfeng saw this scene in the distance, even a smug sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Coiling Dragon Staff naturally countered the Dragon Clan. If this brat dared take it head-on, he would be crippled even if he did not die!

But in the face of this certain killing blow.

Luo Feng merely slowly withdrew one slender finger from his pocket.

Then he lightly flicked the Coiling Dragon Staff, which carried the force of a thousand jun.

"Ding!"

A crisp impact rang through the valley.

There was no earthshaking explosion, nor was there any violent collision of Soul Power.

Something unbelievable happened!

At the instant Luo Feng's fingertip touched the Coiling Dragon Staff.

The absolute bloodline pressure of the Ten-Million-Year Dragon God within him silently seeped into it through the staff.

"Whimper!"

The golden dragon soul phantom, originally fierce and baring its fangs and claws, seemed to have encountered the most terrifying supreme taboo in the world!

It actually let out a miserable whine like a little dog and instantly retreated into the staff.

It curled up tightly inside, no longer daring to move in the slightest.

"Buzz... clang!"

Without the dragon soul supporting it, the dazzling golden light on the Coiling Dragon Staff instantly went out.

It became nothing more than a ridiculously heavy piece of scrap iron.

Qiangu Zhangting felt his palms jolt violently, and he could no longer hold onto the terrifying weight that had appeared out of nowhere.

Dragged down by the Coiling Dragon Staff, he crashed face-first to the ground with a miserable thud, landing in the dirt like a dog eating mud!

The outcome was obvious.

But at the instant this young man fell.

The system prompt in Luo Feng's mind sounded again.

[Ding, according to the system's assessment, your opponent fought very bravely just now and even awakened his strongest dragon soul]

[The system recommends giving him a small reward. After all, this Coiling Dragon Staff was also formed from gathered Dragon Clan aura]

Oh?

This system was really quite charitable.

It was even suggesting that the Dragon God give his little romantic rival a gift?

Still, that battle had indeed felt pretty satisfying, and he had even shown off a little in front of Gu Yuena.

It was worth it!

"Fine, System. You decide what to give him!"

[Ding, the system recommends granting one 180,000-year Dragon Clan Soul Bone. It can increase the grip strength of his right arm. If you agree...]

Come to think of it.

The system's observation was indeed extremely thorough.

Qiangu Zhangting had truly been forceful when he fought desperately just now.

But the strength in his right hand had been lacking by a fraction.

That was why his speed had been slightly slower.

If he had been able to strike a little more fiercely just now.

The Coiling Dragon Staff's power would have increased by at least thirty percent!

"Haha, Young Master Qiangu, are you all right?"

"You did indeed display the Coiling Dragon Staff's life-or-death fighting style just now. I like opponents like you!"

"So, I've decided to give you a little gift. Don't rush to refuse—try it first!"

As he spoke.

Luo Feng seemed to perform a magic trick, pulling another Dragon Clan right-arm Soul Bone from his pocket.

"Get lost!"

"This young master doesn't care for your things!"

"Take it away!"

Clearly, like every madman consumed by jealousy.

Qiangu Zhangting wanted to refuse without even thinking.

But before he could wave his hand.

Qiangu Dongfeng, standing beside him, pressed down on his shoulder.

The old man actually smiled as he accepted the Soul Bone on behalf of his grandson.

He even gave Luo Feng a slight nod.

"Young Master Luo is most thoughtful. On behalf of my grandson, I thank the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for this friendship!"

Experience truly came with age.

At this moment, Qiangu Zhangting was in the heat of his anger and did not care about any treasure at all.

But the crafty Qiangu Dongfeng saw at a glance just how extraordinary this Soul Bone was.

This was a Dragon Clan Soul Bone nearly two hundred thousand years old. Only a fool would return it.

"Grandpa, he..."

"You brat, take a closer look at this Soul Bone. Your greatest flaw has been made up for!"

"Hurry up and thank Young Master Luo!"

"Ah? This..."