"Heh, I never thought your Holy Spirit Cult would think so highly of me!"
"You actually sent a Limit Douluo!"
Long Xiaoyao's appearance had indeed been unexpected.
Luo Feng's face was filled with excitement.
Neither the level-96 Zhang Peng from earlier nor this level-97 old woman just now.
Could withstand even one punch from him.
That was far too boring!
Only this level-99 Dark Holy Dragon before him was different.
Although his Martial Soul was inferior to Luo Feng's.
This fellow's level was high.
He could practically be considered the ceiling of humanity on the Douluo Continent.
Joining battle with such a powerhouse would surely let him test the upper limit of his strength.
On the other side, Long Xiaoyao also seemed somewhat wary.
He slowly laid Feng Ling flat on the ground.
Then he turned back and stared at Luo Feng with an appraising gaze!
"Boy!"
"Where did you inherit that Dragon King Martial Soul?"
Long Xiaoyao might have looked like a middle-aged man.
But he had already lived for over two hundred years.
Over those two hundred years, he had seen practically every dragon-type Martial Soul.
Yet the presence emanating from Luo Feng was the strongest Long Xiaoyao had ever encountered!
"Heh, did you come here to fight me or chat with me?"
Seeing Long Xiaoyao seemingly turn into a curious baby, Luo Feng instead grew somewhat impatient.
"You..."
Hearing such a wild, defiant provocation from the other party.
Long Xiaoyao was somewhat taken aback.
Over two hundred years had passed, and the grass on the grave of the last person who dared speak to him like that was already three meters tall!
"Heh, if you really want to know my secret, why not come test it yourself?"
"Behold my Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul Avatar!"
This time, Luo Feng no longer dragged things out.
He actually chose to strike first.
Upon seeing his opponent's body merge perfectly with the Mountain Dragon King Martial Soul.
Long Xiaoyao was secretly startled as well!
"Boy, you want to clash with me?"
"Then I'll grant your wish!"
"Seventh Soul Skill..."
Long Xiaoyao might not have noticed yet.
Although his imposing presence seemed no weaker at all.
Without realizing it, he had already fallen completely into the rhythm of the youngster facing him.
"Haha, well met!"
"Let me see how strong your Dark Holy Dragon's defenses are, and whether you can block my fist!"
Precisely because he knew his opponent was a Limit Douluo.
Luo Feng did not hold back now.
He did not use a basic attack as he had against that old woman earlier!
Instead, he pushed his Dragon King Martial Soul to its maximum!
He used his strongest dragon claw strike to clash with Long Xiaoyao opposite him!
"You're no ordinary boy!"
As the saying went, once an expert made a move, their caliber became clear.
Others might not have been able to gauge the depths of this punch.
But Long Xiaoyao felt a vast, surging presence pressing toward him!
It was as though he were facing the towering Mount Tai!
Even breathing seemed to grind to a halt!
But as a Limit Douluo, one of the strongest in this world!
Long Xiaoyao had his own pride!
"In over two hundred years, apart from Mu En, you're the one most worthy of making me strike!"
"Then I won't hold anything back either. Take this!"
"Roar!"
Unlike Luo Feng's Dragon Fist.
Long Xiaoyao's punch seemed to have completely fused his Black Dragon Martial Soul into it.
As he charged, that fist seemed to transform into a ferocious dragon's head.
Its bloody maw gaped wide as it snapped at his opponent!
This was Long Xiaoyao's full-powered strike.
It could completely destroy a small or medium-sized county town in one blow!
But against the Mountain Dragon King, the strongest in both defense and strength, this punch was still somewhat lacking!
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
"What?"
It was completely unexpected.
When Long Xiaoyao's fist met his opponent's.
He distinctly felt the pain of bones cracking.
Although his current level far surpassed Luo Feng's.
Among dragons, bloodline was what mattered!
This Dark Holy Dragon might have been a top powerhouse on the Douluo Continent.
But before a true Dragon King, he was not even fit to carry his shoes!
Thus, what happened next was absolutely jaw-dropping.
Luo Feng stood without moving.
At most, his body swayed once.
But Long Xiaoyao's movements were much larger.
One could even clearly see him tilt at an angle as he staggered backward.
Although he forcibly stopped himself.
The difference in their physical strength was immediately apparent!
"Heh, thank you!"
"I've more or less figured out how heavy my punch is now!"
Although Luo Feng had not used his full strength just now.
He had still used close to eighty percent of his power.
Had that force struck the old woman from earlier, even if it had not blown her apart outright, it would at least have left half her body paralyzed.
Yet Long Xiaoyao before him had merely taken a few steps back.
Clearly, his level-99 Dark Holy Dragon was no empty claim either.
"Impressive, boy!"
"As expected of an inheritor of the Nine Great Dragon Kings. Your physical toughness far exceeds my imagination!"
"But do you think this is over?"
Clearly, Long Xiaoyao already felt he was losing face.
He was still fundamentally a human, not a dragon.
As the strongest existence on this continent, if word spread that a junior had reduced him to such a sorry state, how could he show his face in the future?
Thus, Long Xiaoyao had already lost his reason and entered a state of furious rage.
"Heh!"
"Humiliation turned to anger?"
"Then unleash your greatest strength and let me see it!"
To Luo Feng.
Their exchange just now could, at most, be considered an appetizer.
Yet it had set his blood boiling!
"Fine, boy. You asked for this!"
"Behold my Ninth Soul Skill: Black Dragon Buries the Heavens!"
This was absolutely a sight rarely seen in a hundred years.
While fighting a youngster, Long Xiaoyao had actually taken the initiative to unleash his Ninth Soul Skill.
Just like Luo Feng.
This fellow's ninth Soul Ring was also red, so he also possessed two powerful Soul Skills.
But over the past hundred years, apart from that Dragon God Douluo of Shrek Academy.
Almost no one had seen him use this move.
That alone was enough to show the standing Luo Feng held in Long Xiaoyao's mind.
"Heh, you should have done that long ago!"
Only by clashing with true experts could he find his own upper limit!
Luo Feng had known that from the very beginning.
Seeing his opponent preparing his strongest move, Luo Feng stopped keeping anything hidden!
"Since you, old man, want to clash head-on!"
"Then I'll return the favor with my Ninth Soul Skill. Don't say I don't respect the old and cherish the young!"
"Ninth Soul Skill: Dragon Emperor's Realm-Shattering Break!"
Against the Dark Holy Dragon, whose strength and defenses were likewise exceptionally powerful,
This move was Luo Feng's best choice.
This punch could ignore his opponent's defenses and inflict true damage one hundred percent of the time.
Moreover, because his Dragon King bloodline surpassed his opponent's.
If it truly landed, there would also be a certain degree of stacking buffs!
This power of bloodline could completely make up for the gap in their levels!
But Long Xiaoyao had also gotten carried away by now.
"Boy, today I'm going to teach you a proper lesson!"
"I'll show you exactly what a true gap in levels means!"
"Kill!"
For some unknown reason.
Long Xueyao had somewhat lost his reason at this moment.
Or rather, his Dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul had become somewhat agitated.
That Dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul actually launched an attack on its own!
But Luo Feng opposite him remained unhurried.
Although he struck second, his move showed no weakness either!
As they unleashed their attacks.
The shock wave produced by the collision of their Soul Power.
Made the entire stretch of earth tremble slightly!
As though a massive earthquake might erupt at any moment!