"A powerhouse? Until you defeat me, that sermon of yours doesn't hold water." Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes slightly, and even Mad Lion Douluo could not tell whether he was pleased or angry.
"I've seen plenty of young people, including hot-blooded geniuses just like you. Little bastard, do you know what I enjoy most? Snuffing out prodigies like you."
Unable to sense any fluctuations of Heaven and Earth Origin Power from the Silver Dragon Empress, Mad Lion Douluo decided that Huo Yuhao was the strongest of the group. Once he killed Huo Yuhao, he would have the entire situation in the palm of his hand.
The Silver Dragon Empress sensed Huo Yuhao's fighting spirit and knew he was testing his combat strength under normal conditions, so she did not intervene.
In this lifetime, Huo Yuhao was uncertain exactly how much strength he possessed at each tier.
His own tiers corresponded to the abilities he had successfully inscribed on the Eye of Destiny Pendant: the first was the Eternal Instant tier, the second the Near at Hand, Far at the Horizon tier, and the third the Thought in Motion tier.
By the standards of the old Soul Master cultivation method, he was a seven-ring, or seventh-tier, powerhouse. But by the standards of his own path, he was only at the third tier.
Let's see what you're really worth as a ninth-tier Titled Douluo against a third-tier cultivator like me! Huo Yuhao thought.
At that moment, Mad Lion Douluo moved. Bright red flames rose from him, taking the shape of a lion.
This was his Martial Soul! Nine Soul Rings from the era of the old method revolved around it.
A claw mark appeared out of thin air on Huo Yuhao's chest. As the smell of scorching spread, Mad Lion Douluo thought