"Qian Daoliu, if you think of me as an ordinary level 98 Titled Douluo, you're mistaken."
"Show me your true strength. From here on, I'll hold nothing back."
Sword Douluo pointed the Seven Kill Sword at Qian Daoliu from afar and spoke in a deep voice.
In truth, that last strike had indeed been nothing more than a probe.
Once his words fell, everyone around them fell silent.
There was nothing to say. Those who fell short had no business mocking others. Sword Douluo was simply too powerful!
In fact, it wasn't just the Soul Masters with ordinary cultivation. Even Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo elders and Consecrated felt a chill run through their entire bodies.
"Chen Xin, you truly are impressive. The blue drawn from indigo has surpassed the indigo itself."
Qian Daoliu's gaze shifted slightly, and his estimation of Sword Douluo's strength rose another few notches.
The next moment, fierce winds sprang up, whipping up billowing clouds of dust.
All of this was caused by the powerful fluctuations of Soul Power erupting from Qian Daoliu.
Most people narrowed their eyes as they looked toward him.
"Gulp..."
"Gulp..."
Strangely enough, the sounds of countless people swallowing actually merged into a single wave.
"Heavens, am I seeing things? A black first ring?"
"He didn't show this kind of power the last time Tang Chen attacked!"
"Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable. Nothing like this has ever happened in the history of Soul Masters."
Countless jaws dropped as cries of disbelief rang out.
It seemed the Great Enshrined had gained plenty more benefits from Boss Lin. How enviable!
Never mind everyone else-even the elders and Consecrated on Spirit Hall's side were green with envy.
"Sect Master, look..."
In a corner, Bone Douluo asked worriedly.
Ning Fengzhi calmly shook his head. "Uncle Long, don't worry. I'm