Douluo Jueshi: I can only explode the ring, all I can do is operate.

Chapter 270 Martial Arts Completion
Third Soul Skill: Amethyst Imperial Authority

Normal effect: Passively enhances mental and will control, and actively exerts mental pressure on Beast Soul Masters and Soul Beasts.

Special Effect: Amethyst [When facing a non-True Dragon King, the Amethyst King Beast possesses absolute oppressive power, forcibly shaking the spirit and will for one second. Furthermore, if the opponent is a dragon, it forcibly weakens all its abilities by ten percent, except for True Dragon Kings.]
Standing before Ning Wuque, Wu Yan felt his mind go blank, and at the same time, he felt a wave of weakness wash over him.

Seizing the opportunity, Ning Wuque stretched out his claws and pounced on Wu Yan, tearing at the dragon scales like a giant beast hunting a dragon.

Puff~ Puff~ Puff~
Blood splattered as Ning Wuque forcibly ripped out the three dragon scales protecting Wu Yan's head armor, a brutal and gruesome sight.

Just as Ning Wuque was about to stab Wu Yan in the eye...

boom---!
His body's instincts erupted in an instant, unleashing the full power of a level 96 Super Douluo, directly blasting Ning Wuque, who was pouncing on Wu Yan, away.

Glug-glug—glug—

After tumbling four or five times on the ground, Ning Wuque finally came to his senses, his head still reeling from the shock. He then drew six clear scratches on the ground with his hands and managed to get back up about thirty meters away from Wu Yan.

"You little brat, are you really going to kill me?!"

"Don't worry, Father, even if I eat your arm, I can make it grow back!"

Ning Wuque was not worried about this, because the Super Douluo had already developed a certain self-preservation instinct, so he could relentlessly aim at killing Wu Yan with every move.

Because he will definitely be able to passively release his suppressed soul power the moment he makes a move, thus saving himself.

Besides, it doesn't matter if it's a little late. As long as you're not dead, there are plenty of life-saving herbs at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye, so there's no need to worry too much.

"How did it go, Father? Did I pass the test?"

"No! I'm going to beat you up today, so get ready!"

"No way, Old Deng, are you serious?!"

Seeing Wu Yan charging towards him without restraint using the soul power of a level 96 Super Douluo, Ning Wuque truly panicked.

That's it, I'm definitely going to get a beating!
"Don't hit me, Father, I was wrong!"

"Hey, Old Deng, don't get too cocky, I'm warning you!"

"Damn it, I'm going to tear a piece of flesh off you today, you bastard—!"

On the plains, a man and a dragon began to engage in hand-to-hand combat using only their physical bodies.

Wu Yan didn't bully Ning Wuque. He even turned off his sixth soul skill and only used his first soul skill with a small amplification to fight Ning Wuque. At the same time, he held back his strength so as not to cause too much damage to him. The two of them exchanged blows and sparks flew.

Dragon scales would occasionally detach and splatter blood everywhere, while Ning Wuque's armor was also torn apart by Wu Yan's dragon claws.

The battle raged on for a full half hour, with Wu Yan venting his anger and Ning Wuque launching a desperate counterattack.

A level 96 Super Douluo is still too much of a bully.

He's only from the Fifth Ring Road!

If he's so capable, let him come back and challenge us to a fight when he's in the Seventh Ring Road!

"Alright, you've passed." On the plain, Wu Yan was panting as he exited the Martial Soul Possession state. At the same time, he used flames to evaporate the blood off his body. Fortunately, all Dragon Martial Soul Masters were tanks, and this injury would heal completely naturally in a few hours. It was about the same as being cut by a blade for an ordinary person.

On the other side, Ning Wuque also sat down and deactivated his martial soul possession after seeing Wu Yan stop. Compared to Wu Yan, who was covered in blood, he was in much better condition.

After all, his physical condition was what it was, and Wu Yan wasn't taking it too seriously, he was just venting his anger by fighting. So he only had a few white marks from the dragon claws on his body, which would heal on their own in no time.

"You kid, your physical abilities are truly monstrous. I was originally worried that I might accidentally make a couple of holes in your body."

"Thank you for holding back, Father. Wuque's abilities are limited."

"Alright, let's go. Hurry up and change your clothes to prepare for the wedding ceremony. After the mourning period and the wedding feast, you'll transform from a boy into a man, hahaha!"

Wu Yan patted Ning Wuque on the shoulder with a smile, then reached out and pulled him up before walking together toward the sect.

Ning Wuque nodded in agreement, feeling very much looking forward to it. He hadn't seen Ning Tian and Wu Feng in their wedding dresses yet, and he was truly excited and looking forward to it.

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"Come on, Fengmei, let's get ready quickly. Wuque will be coming to pick us up for the sacrificial ceremony soon."

"Yeah, my dad is really mean. He scratched Wuque so badly that he got wounds all over his body. It wouldn't look good if he got disfigured."

After watching the martial arts test, Ning Tian and Wu Feng walked downstairs while chatting. The latter kept complaining about her father, saying that he had beaten her husband so badly that he was exhausted.

Ning Tian covered his mouth and chuckled, not exposing the truth.

You should know that when Ning Wuque stretched his claws toward Wu Yan's eyes, Wu Feng was too scared to look, and even when Wu Yan bled, she still looked at him with a hint of reproach.

She only ever verbally sided with Ning Wuque; in reality, she didn't want either her father or Ning Wuque to get hurt, which is why she blamed Wu Yan so much after he took the stage.

Soon, the two went down to the second floor, and together they sat on the edge of the bed with their faces covered by veils, quietly waiting for Ning Wuque to come and pick them up.

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"Wow...so strong! To actually be able to fight a 96th Super Douluo in hand-to-hand combat like that, his true combat ability is probably no weaker than a Title Douluo! A normal Soul Douluo would just get hung up and beaten by one hand!"

"That's ridiculously strong. He's only at the fifth ring and he can engage in close combat with a Super Douluo, even though the opponent only used one soul skill..."

"No, Brother Wuque is not at that level yet. Senior Wuyan definitely held back just now. In addition, Wuque's martial soul has a special bonus against dragons and dragon martial soul masters!"

Long Aotian shook his head. He had fought Ning Wuque before and knew what the other's true physical stats were like.

If he were to activate his Heaven-Supporting Stance, Long Aotian was 100% certain that he could fight against an ordinary Title Douluo, because even at his current full strength, he could fight against an ordinary Title Douluo who had not activated his Martial Soul True Body and was not using his Ninth Soul Skill.

The physical attributes of dragon-type Super Douluo are generally more than twice that of ordinary Title Douluo. Each level they advance in is half a time or even twice as strong, and their limits are several times greater!
Wu Yan's physical abilities were at least equivalent to a normal Title Douluo activating three fully amplified soul skills, which allowed him to teach Ning Wuque a lesson while holding back his strength.

Even so, Ning Wuque was still able to break through his defenses and even injure him.

Therefore, he was certain that Ning Wuque's martial soul had a special advantage over dragons and dragon martial soul masters, and that his martial soul was very different from the one he had seen before.

It's like going from an ordinary king to the emperor of an empire!
(End of this chapter)