Within Coiling Dragon Valley, the central Martial Arts Arena was broad and level, and the hard rocks surrounding it were covered in scars left by battle.
Yang Chang'an and Jin Li'er stood side by side at the edge of the Martial Arts Arena. They looked much the same as before, but the soul power fluctuations radiating from them were more than twice as strong.
Only moments earlier, they had finished absorbing their soul bones one after the other. The fruits of their many days in seclusion had now fully manifested, bringing earth-shaking increases in their strength.
Qianjun Douluo, already bold and straightforward by nature, immediately grew interested when he saw them successfully absorb their soul bones. With a wave of his large hand, he proposed testing their current strength to see just how much the soul bones had improved it.
Naturally, Yang Chang'an and Jin Li'er did not refuse. Having a powerful expert ready to spar with them was ideal, so they followed Qianjun Douluo to the Martial Arts Arena.
Now, Qianjun Douluo stood opposite them, tall and powerfully built, radiating an unyielding aura. A rare trace of amusement softened his usually stern face as he studied the two youngsters with interest.
He looked at Yang Chang'an and Jin Li'er, his voice booming like a bell. "Which of you will go first? Or will you both come at me together?"
Qianjun Douluo asked casually, not regarding either of them as a threat. It was not arrogance; the gulf between their strengths was simply too vast. He was a mighty Peak Douluo. Against two little Soul Masters barely above rank twenty, even using five percent of his strength would have been paying them a compliment.
At Qianjun Douluo's question, Yang Chang'an and Jin Li'er exchanged a glance. Fighting spirit flashed in