That treasure trove of an old geezer, Poseidon, simply yielded more the deeper he dug.
After an earth-shaking war of insults, Lin Qian discovered, to his astonishment, that he had met his match-and could even be put on the back foot!
When the war of insults ended, both sides still brimmed with fighting spirit, and the battlefield shifted from their mouths to their hands.
After that round, their battle was not only a life-and-death struggle but also a contest of pride, to see who truly reigned as the king of Zaun in this war of foul mouths!
Despite the successive battles, Lin Qian's momentum only grew. Giving Poseidon no time to catch her breath, he twirled his sword and lunged at her again.
Crimson bloodlight enveloped his body, and the golden Asura brand on his forehead blazed with dazzling light. His whole being seemed to have entered a berserk state.
Bang, bang!
Two sounds that only Lin Qian could hear rang out. Under the pressure of a divine-level powerhouse, he broke through the second and third Dragon God Seals in succession, further strengthening his bloodline power.
Along with strengthening his bloodline power and making the gold of his soul rings more solid, these also granted him Golden Dragon Tyrant Body, which tripled his defense, and a Golden Dragon Claw on his left hand, with an added tearing effect. Finally, there was an area-of-effect sonic attack-Golden Dragon Roar-which could make people stop in their tracks instantly.
Though he had many skills, Lin Qian did not release the Dragon God's aura, lest Poseidon stab him in the back by reporting him to the Divine Realm. He put everything into bloodline power instead.
"Let's see how many attacks of mine you can withstand here in my own lair!"
Poseidon met his charge, thrusting