Douluo Dalu: The Unrivaled Panlong Zhentian

Chapter 146: Power Competition
"Hmph, arrogant? That's because I have the strength to be arrogant!" Long Aotian sneered. As the strongest person of the younger generation of the Body Sect and the next successor to the Sect Master, he, Long Aotian, has the confidence.

After the attack, Long Aotian and Long Wan'er retreated several steps like two flashes of lightning. The aftermath of the collision remained in the air, gently shaking the surrounding space.

Unyielding spirit and determination flashed in Long Aotian's eyes. He took a deep breath and slowly put his hands in front of his chest in an ancient and strange posture. His right hand was lightly raised, and his palm was like a key to attract the moon, pulling an invisible force to the left; his left palm was like the rising sun, with fingertips facing the sky, and his palm and right hand echoed each other, forming a subtle pattern of harmony between heaven and earth.

As this simple yet profound action was completed, a layer of warm jade-like light slowly overflowed from his body. Gradually, his entire body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of crystal clear jade shell. Under his skin, an otherworldly aura emanated from the blood flowing in his veins, as if he was a god from ancient times, standing quietly in the world.

"Buzz——" Just when the silence was about to be broken, a tremor from deep in the soul suddenly erupted. It was a direct impact from the spiritual level.

A layer of dazzling purple-gold light suddenly appeared on the jade carving of Long Aotian's incarnation. The light contained an ancient and powerful power that seemed to be able to see through all illusions.

However, the purple-gold light only shone for a moment before dissipating like morning dew. Long Aotian's body also swayed slightly, and the light around him became slightly mottled, revealing the pressure he was under in this mental contest.

"First soul skill, golden dragon body!" Seven soul rings appeared under Long Wan'er.

She hummed softly, her voice was soft but contained unquestionable determination. She opened her red lips slightly, and the first soul ring flickered in front of her forehead, like a star falling into the mortal world. In an instant, a layer of rich golden light swept over her body like a tide, and every inch of her skin and every strand of hair was stained by this gold, as if she had transformed into a real golden dragon, majestic and powerful.

Under the golden dragon body, Long Wan'er's physical strength has been unprecedentedly increased. It seems that the blood of the golden dragon is boiling in her body, strengthening her body to the limit. Her defense and resistance to blows have soared to an astonishing level. Her eyes are shining with golden light, which is a desire for power and a persistence for victory.

At this moment, Long Wan'er's heart was filled with fighting spirit. She stomped her right foot on the ground suddenly. The ground seemed unable to withstand the force and cracked into a tiny crack. She then rushed towards Long Aotian, who was still adjusting his condition, like an arrow.

The golden dragon spear in her hand cut through the air, emitting a sharp whistle. On the tip of the spear, the golden dragon shadow loomed, which was a symbol of her strength and a manifestation of her determination. A more intense confrontation was about to take place in this world ignited by the will to fight.

Long Wan'er's speed was indeed as fast as lightning, and every step seemed to challenge the limits of space.

"A hundred thousand year spirit ring!!!" With this exclamation, the entire venue instantly boiled over, as if even the air was shaking. The audience's eyes were filled with disbelief and shock. They had never thought that in this game, they would be able to witness such a rare spirit ring - a hundred thousand year spirit ring!

"Another hundred thousand year spirit ring!" When Long Wan'er's spirit ring was fully revealed to everyone, the second exclamation almost shook the sky. The appearance of two hundred thousand year spirit rings undoubtedly pushed this duel to an unprecedented height, and made everyone realize that these two young spirit masters both possessed extraordinary qualifications and powerful strength.

Long Wan'er stood on the competition stage, surrounded by brilliant light, and her 100,000-year soul ring was as dazzling as a star, making her temperament more noble and extraordinary. She stared at Long Aotian, with both fighting spirit and a bit of provocation in her eyes.

Faced with Long Wan'er's amazing soul ring configuration, Long Aotian's heart was indeed moved.

He knew very well that he could sense it from the people closest to him, such as the leader of the Body Sect.

A soul master who can possess a 100,000-year soul ring must be gifted and have gone through many hardships. However, how could a proud man like him easily admit that he was inferior to the other party in any way? A trace of determination and unyieldingness flashed in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was a desire for challenge and a breakthrough of his own limits.

"Very good, Church of Abundance, Long Wan'er, you really didn't let me down." Long Aotian's voice was low and powerful. He slowly raised his right hand, and his spirit ring shone again, as if responding to Long Wan'er's challenge. "However, the real contest has just begun."

As his words fell, the entire competition stage was once again enveloped by an even more powerful energy.

But Long Aotian had already been ready, waiting for this moment to come.

As the power in his body surged, circle after circle of soul rings slowly rose from under his feet. They were colorful: yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and black. The seven soul rings complemented each other. Not only did their number surpass that of ordinary people, but they also had a shocking configuration of four ten thousand year soul rings. Such a soul ring ratio is extremely rare even in the entire soul master world, and it is daunting.

When Long Aotian's martial spirit is fully unfolded, it is not only a display of strength, but also a declaration of majesty.

He was not in a hurry to release his soul skills. He simply raised his right hand and made a virtual pressing gesture towards Long Wan'er who was rushing towards him.

This action seems ordinary, but it seems to have touched some mysterious law between heaven and earth.

In an instant, the entire competition stage seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force and began to tremble slightly.

This tremor was not just a physical vibration, but also a subtle spiritual fluctuation, which every audience member present could clearly feel. They stared with eyes wide open, holding their breath, as if witnessing a miracle.

What was even more astonishing was that the air inside the protective cover of the competition stage seemed to be given life at this moment. It began to twist, rotate, and even emit a low whimpering sound.

"Pure use of soul power?" Long Wan'er, who was holding the golden dragon spear, had a trace of fear in her eyes, because she was very sensitive to the pressure coming from the surroundings.

Here, even the sunlight that penetrated the clouds and sprinkled down seemed to be affected by this force. The light became distorted and weird, as if even the sunlight had become a part of this battle and was skillfully used by Long Aotian as a means of attack.

Seeing this, Long Wan'er couldn't help but feel a faint sense of crisis in her heart.

She did not dare to be careless and immediately adjusted her posture, preparing for the next more fierce attack. However, Long Aotian remained calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

In just a short moment, a palm condensed and pressed towards Long Wan'er.

The palm pressed down, and Long Wan'er raised the golden dragon spear in her hand.

"Break!" With a light shout from Long Wan'er, the two of them started attacking again.

…The golden dragon spear collided with Long Aotian’s attack, making a deafening roar. The air seemed to be torn apart by this force, forming circles of visible ripples that spread in all directions.

"Your strength is indeed not to be underestimated, but you are still far from it!" Long Wan'er's lips curled up into a faint smile. Although her voice was light, it was filled with unquestionable confidence.

As the words fell, the soul power around her suddenly surged, and golden light surged from her body. The ancestor of power, the power of the golden dragon, was displayed in Long Wan'er.

"Second soul skill, dragon power!" Long Wan'er's second soul skill, power amplification, further increases her own power output and makes the attack more powerful.

Long Aotian instinctively felt provoked by the majestic energy and blood power displayed by Long Wan'er.

"First soul skill, Demon Ape Transformation!" The first soul ring flashed, and some strange changes began to appear on Long Aotian's body. His whole body slowly bulged, becoming more muscular than before. It should be to enhance physical abilities, such as strength and speed.

"Is this the original martial soul he mentioned?" Long Wan'er murmured.

Although she also has a soul master, Huo Yuhao, by her side, Huo Yuhao's development of his own soul is still far behind.

Long Wan'er's eyes narrowed slightly. She could feel that Long Aotian's strength had made a qualitative leap after he used this soul skill. The swollen muscles contained explosive power, and every step he took seemed to make the earth tremble.

However, Long Wan'er did not back down, but it aroused her fighting spirit. Facing such a strong opponent was what she wanted, and she had to go all out to win the battle.

"Power of dragon, bless you!" Long Wan'er shouted softly, and the golden light on the golden dragon spear became brighter, as if the power of a real dragon was injected into it, making the spear body even more indestructible. Every ray of light contained the terrifying power to tear apart space.

The two of them confronted each other again, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Long Aotian took the lead and attacked. He stretched out his body and pressed towards Long Wan'er like a mountain. His fist was filled with terrifying power that could split mountains and rocks.

"Roar!" With a deafening roar, Long Aotian's fist, wrapped in a storm, slammed into Long Wan'er fiercely. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a real demon ape, with infinite power and unstoppable momentum.

However, Long Wan'er did not choose to fight head-on. She dodged Long Aotian's punch with a light flash, like a dragon playing in the water. At the same time, the golden dragon spear turned into a golden lightning and pierced Long Aotian's vital point.

"Dragon power, soul open!" Long Wan'er shouted softly. Wherever the tip of the spear passed, the air seemed to be cut open, leaving a series of thin cracks in the space. This attack was not only extremely fast, but also contained Long Wan'er's ultimate control of power. Even Long Aotian did not dare to underestimate it.

Seeing this, Long Aotian had to give up his attack, quickly adjusted his body shape, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and took the fierce attack from Long Wan'er.

"Bang!" There was another loud noise, and Long Aotian was shocked and retreated again and again, and the ground rang loudly with every step he took. He looked up at Long Wan'er, with shock and admiration in his eyes. He didn't expect that Long Wan'er was not only powerful, but also had such superb fighting skills.

"Good, good, good!" Long Aotian praised loudly, and then a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

"But this is just the beginning! Next, I will let you see my true strength!"

Before he finished speaking, Long Aotian's aura rose again, and an even more violent and primitive force surged out of his body, as if to devour everything.

"The second soul skill, Golden God's Wrath!"

Long Aotian's right arm twisted and deformed, turning into a dark golden long sword. His left arm also completed the transformation, turning into a dark golden sledgehammer.

"It's rare to see a body transformed into a weapon." Long Wan'er narrowed her eyes slightly. She felt the sudden violent aura from Long Aotian and the terrifying power of the weapons transformed from his arms. This was not just a simple transformation of the martial soul, but also the ultimate concentration and release of power.

"It seems that you have hidden a lot of cards." Long Wan'er chuckled. She was not afraid, but even more excited. Only such an opponent could really make her want to fight.

"It's getting more and more fun!" Long Wan'er moved and rushed towards Long Aotian like a golden stream of light. The golden dragon spear seemed to have life in her hand. Every time it was swung, it was accompanied by a dragon roar, and its power was astonishing.

Seeing this, Long Aotian was not to be outdone. He held the long sword and the sledgehammer in his hands, and leaped up to meet Long Wan'er's attack. For a moment, the battle between the two became more and more intense, with the flash of swords and the shadow of hammers.

"Golden God Slash!" Long Aotian roared, and swung out the dark golden long sword, with a whistling sound that tore through the air, and went straight to Long Wan'er. This sword condensed all his strength and will, as if to cut off all obstacles.

However, Long Wan'er did not retreat. She moved her body to the side, cleverly avoiding Long Aotian's attack, and at the same time, the golden dragon spear suddenly stabbed out, directly hitting Long Aotian's vital point.

"Golden Dragon Shadow!" Long Wan'er shouted, and the tip of her spear drew a beautiful arc in the air, at a speed so fast that it was astonishing. This attack not only tested her speed and skills, but also demonstrated her precise grasp of the rhythm of the battle.

Seeing this, Long Aotian had to give up attacking and switch to defense. He swung his left hammer fiercely to block the tip of Long Wan'er's spear, and at the same time stepped on the ground with his right foot, using the reaction force to retreat backwards, increasing the distance between him and Long Wan'er.

"You almost succeeded." Long Aotian narrowed his eyes and said, but there was excitement in his eyes. Such an opponent is rare for him.

"Come again!" Long Wan'er smiled slightly. She also felt Long Aotian's strong fighting spirit and indomitable spirit. She knew that this battle had just begun and the real contest was still to come.

The two men confronted each other again, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. They both knew that the next battle would be more intense and more cruel. But they also looked forward to competing with such an opponent and showing their true strength.

(End of this chapter)