The collision's roar rolled on, and waves of violent force swept across the arena. Spectators threw up their hands to shield their eyes.
Tang Chen and Yu Yuanzhen were both hurled backward by the terrifying recoil.
Thud, thud, thud...
Tang Chen landed and staggered back thirteen steps, each one smashing the arena tiles beneath his feet before he finally shed the force.
He jerked his head up and stared at Yu Yuanzhen, his pupils contracting sharply in disbelief.
How was this possible?!
He was a Level 99 Limit Douluo, yet Yu Yuanzhen had driven him back thirteen steps in a head-on clash?
Yu Yuanzhen had retreated only five.
Judging by the Soul Power radiating from Yu Yuanzhen, he was only at the peak of level 97!
Yet with that Thunder Armor, he could stand against me?!
First Yu Xiaogang, then Yu Tianxin, and now Yu Yuanzhen. Was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan truly about to rise?
No. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had already climbed over the Clear Sky Sect. I couldn't let the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan do the same.
A ruthless glint flashed in Tang Chen's eyes.
Yu Yuanzhen steadied himself and slowly raised his gaze. "Tang Chen, so much for the Three Peerless Douluo." He paused, then shook his head in feigned regret. "No, no. I misspoke."
"Bo Saixi and Senior Qian Daoliu have both surpassed level 100 now. Unlike a certain someone. Sigh..."
He said no more, but that unfinished sigh and the contempt in his eyes struck Tang Chen where it hurt most.
"Damn you! If a Vampire hadn't severed my arm when I was defending Douluo Continent, damaging my foundation, I would never have been trapped at level 99!"
"Pfft—hahaha!"
Yu Yuanzhen could no longer hold back. He burst into loud,