"Well done, kid! Again!"
As Sea Dragon Douluo's words fell, he closed in, his iron fist wrapped in soul power as it tore through the air toward Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan met the gale of that punch head-on, raising his own fist to clash with it.
Bang!
Their fists collided, blasting waves of air in every direction.
Both retreated three steps, then immediately clashed again. Dull thuds rang out as fists and feet collided, their impacts sending ripples spreading across the sea beneath them.
After several exchanges, neither could gain the upper hand.
Sea Dragon Douluo was secretly alarmed. This youth was only a Soul Saint, yet he could trade blows with him on equal footing?
Lin Yuan, however, grew more exhilarated with every exchange.
He stirred his soul power, and his Domination Domain erupted.
An overbearing aura pressed outward in every direction from him. Sea Dragon Douluo's body abruptly sank, and even his punches slowed by half a beat.
"A domain? How is that possible?!"
Sea Dragon Douluo's pupils contracted slightly.
Domains had always been the exclusive province of Titled Douluos. Back then, even after attaining that rank, he had spent years cultivating in seclusion before comprehending his own domain. Yet this youth, a mere Soul Saint, had already cultivated one?
Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth curling upward.
"There's plenty you don't know. Come fight!"
As his words fell, he closed in, his punches growing fiercer, each faster than the last as he forced Sea Dragon Douluo onto the defensive.
Sea Dragon Douluo was driven back step by step, every footfall splashing seawater beneath him. Even blocking was becoming increasingly difficult. He, the foremost of the Seven Sacred Pillars, was being pressed so hard by a Soul Saint that he could barely breathe.
"Enough."