Douluo Continent: I had just reached my limit when the sky exposed me.

Chapter 94 Zhuang Zhou's Strength, the Mysterious Number One?

"Interesting. What if I don't pay?"

Zhuang Zhou spoke with a hint of languor, as if stating a very simple fact.

"you!"

Seeing the other party's attitude, Yu Yuanzhen's anger rose.

He carefully sensed that although the young man holding the treasure possessed an extraordinary aura, he was definitely not at the Soul Saint level.

The young man before them exuded an aura of obscurity.

Although he couldn't see through him, judging from his age, he was no more than twenty years old.

Even if one started cultivating from the womb, there was absolutely no way one could reach the title of Douluo!
What is there to fear from a level 96 Super Douluo like him?

"Don't pay?"

Yu Yuanzhen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Then die!"

Before he finished speaking, lightning flashed all around him!

With a deafening dragon roar, the powerful Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul instantly possessed him.

Nine spirit rings swirled up!

"Boom boom boom!"

A violent blue lightning bolt tore through the air, carrying a destructive aura, and descended upon Zhuang Zhou and Ao Yin!

The full-force attack of a level 96 Super Douluo was astonishing!

"Ao Yin, step back a bit."

Zhuang Zhou said something to the boy beside him in a calm tone.

Faced with the raging thunder that swept in, he didn't even move his feet.

The next moment, a mysterious and profound aura emanated from Zhuang Zhou's body.

A huge and illusory phantom of the Northern Sea Kun flashed past behind him.

It's like roaming on the boundary between reality and illusion.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, an invisible force of void rippled outwards like waves.

The violent thunder, powerful enough to shatter mountains, was quietly neutralized and vanished without a trace!

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Zhou's soul power surged.

Nine spirit rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red!

Six black and three red!

In particular, the three blood-red 100,000-year soul rings exuded a terrifying pressure.

In an instant, it suppressed the brilliance of Yu Yuanzhen's nine soul rings!

"What? Level... ninety-seven?"

"Six blacks and three reds? That's impossible!"

Yu Yuanzhen's pupils suddenly contracted.

The arrogance and murderous intent on his face were instantly replaced by unparalleled shock and horror!

He looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Staring intently at the spirit ring on Zhuang Zhou's body, his voice became shrill with extreme horror.

"Who...who are you? There is no one like you in the Douluo Continent!"

A young man in his twenties.

His level was higher than his, and his spirit ring configuration was so incredible that it defied all comprehension!
This was completely beyond Yu Yuanzhen's comprehension.

Suddenly.

A name that had recently risen to fame, yet remained mysterious and unpredictable, flashed through his mind like lightning!

"Beidou Academy! You're from Beidou Academy!"

Yu Yuanzhen exclaimed in disbelief.

A lazy yet wicked smile appeared on Zhuang Zhou's face.

His figure began to blur, as if he were about to merge into the surrounding void.

"Congratulations, you got it."

Zhuangzi's playful voice still echoed in the air.

But his true form had already appeared silently behind Yu Yuanzhen like a ghost!
"not good!"

Yu Yuanzhen felt a chill run from his tailbone straight up to the top of his head.

His fighting instincts made him act without thinking.

Lightning crackled around him, and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul True Form was instantly activated.

The massive dragon body, crackling with violent lightning, swept backward with a sudden burst of power!

At the same time, the seventh spirit ring lit up—Martial Spirit True Form!
"The seventh soul skill: Martial Soul True Body!"

However, Zhuang Zhou's figure once again became illusory.

The dragon's tail, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, swept across, but only left a fleeting afterimage.

"Too slow."

Zhuang Zhou's calm voice came from another direction.

He did not launch an attack.

He simply strolled through Yu Yuanzhen's raging thunder domain as if taking a leisurely walk.

That attack, powerful enough to leave an ordinary Title Douluo scrambling, couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

"Damn it!"

Yu Yuanzhen was both shocked and furious.

He had never encountered such a bizarre opponent.

The opponent's speed is not simply fast.

It is a kind of "teleportation" that seems to blend into space and ignore distance!
"Eighth Soul Skill, Dragon Soaring Thunder Explosion!"

Yu Yuanzhen roared angrily, and his huge dragon mouth opened wide.

A blue lightning bolt, condensed to its maximum and radiating destructive energy, slammed into the direction where Zhuang Zhou was!

Faced with this eighth soul skill, which was powerful enough to severely injure even a peer, Zhuang Zhou finally made his move.

He slowly raised his right hand and gently pointed his index finger forward.

"In the Northern Ocean there is a fish, its name is Kun."

In an instant, the space in front of him seemed to transform into the invisible Northern Sea.

The raging beam of light from the roaring thunder dragon surged into this "sea area," its speed suddenly slowing down.

Its power was like a clay ox sinking into the sea, weakened and broken down layer by layer.

Finally, when they arrived in front of Zhuang Zhou.

Only a faint spark remained, which he gently blew away.

"The strength is acceptable, but the application is rudimentary."

Zhuang Zhou commented, his tone still calm.

Yu Yuanzhen was utterly horrified!
His eighth soul skill was so easily neutralized by the opponent?

What kind of monster is this? !
"Ninth Soul Skill: True Dragon's Wrath..."

Yu Yuanzhen was unwilling to accept defeat. He prepared to use his strongest ninth soul skill.

But Zhuang Zhou was no longer willing to give him another chance.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Dream Butterflies in Flight".

Zhuang Zhou's figure suddenly multiplied into three, then into nine...

In an instant, dozens of phantoms of Zhuang Zhou appeared around Yu Yuanzhen.

Each phantom carried an aura of reality, and they all attacked him simultaneously!
It may be a finger, a palm, or contain the power to cut through space.

The offensive was unpredictable and mysterious.

It seemed to come from all directions, or perhaps it originated from a dream.

Yu Yuanzhen's ninth soul skill was interrupted.

It could only awkwardly swing its dragon claws and unleash lightning to protect itself from the omnipresent attacks.

"puff!"

A finger strike imbued with the power of the void pierced through his lightning defenses, leaving a bloody hole in his hard dragon scales.

"Crack!"

Another palm strike, seemingly ignoring any defense.

The shock caused his blood and qi to surge within his body, and even cracks appeared in his bones!
Zhuang Zhou's attack was not violent.

Yet it was precise and unpredictable, hitting Yu Yuanzhen's most painful spot every time.

This left him with a powerful soul force and martial spirit, yet he felt a sense of frustration, as if he had no way to use his strength.

However, they only clashed a dozen or so times.

Yu Yuanzhen's enormous blue lightning tyrannosaurus was already covered in wounds.

Dragon scales shattered, blood gushing forth.

His breath had also weakened considerably.

"asshole!"

Yu Yuanzhen roared in resentment; he had never suffered such humiliation!

Completely overwhelmed by a strange and unpredictable opponent, with no chance to fight back!
He knew that if things continued like this...

I'm afraid I'm really going to die here today!
A glint of madness and determination flashed in his eyes.

Yu Yuanzhen abruptly withdrew his Martial Soul True Form and reverted to human form.

He formed an ancient and complex hand seal with his hands and uttered a difficult incantation:

"With my blood, I summon the power of the Ancestral Dragon! The Nine Crowns of the True Dragon, appear!"

boom!
A terrifying aura, far more ancient and majestic than before, suddenly erupted from Yu Yuanzhen's body!

Above his head.

Nine illusory crowns, formed from pure dragon power, faintly appeared!
Although each one appears somewhat blurry and not in its complete form.

But that level of power has already surpassed the scope of a Super Douluo!

This is a forbidden technique of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family—the True Dragon Nine Crowns!
By burning the essence of one's bloodline, one can temporarily enhance one's own strength.

"Roar!"

After receiving the power boost, Yu Yuanzhen's aura surged, and he unleashed a powerful punch.

The force of his fist carried a faint hint of the Dragon King's majesty.

It shattered all the dozens of Zhuang Zhou's phantom images around him!
Even the space itself rippled violently!

Zhuangzi's true nature was forced to manifest.

He raised an eyebrow as he looked at Yu Yuanzhen, whose aura had surged and who seemed to be going mad.

"Oh? This is interesting. A method of burning bloodlines?"

Yu Yuanzhen knew that the dragon bone fragments had a limited lifespan and serious aftereffects.

He dared not linger in the fight, and glared at Zhuang Zhou with eyes full of resentment and fear:
"Beidou Academy! I, Yu Yuanzhen, will remember this grudge! I will avenge it one day!"

Before he finished speaking, he transformed into a dazzling blue lightning dragon.

Burning with the power of its bloodline, it moved at a speed several times faster than when it arrived.

Without looking back, it fled madly into the distance.

They didn't even bother to figure out the direction.

All I want is to get away from this terrifying adversary as soon as possible.

Zhuang Zhou did not pursue.

She simply watched him disappear into the horizon, her soul rings and the phantom of the Northern Sea Kun slowly receding.

"Burning your bloodline and damaging your very essence, you barely escaped with your life. You do have some decisiveness."

He gave a brief, understated assessment.

"This"

Ao Yin, who had been watching the entire battle from the sidelines, was completely dumbfounded.

It was only at this moment that he truly realized that this teacher Zhuang Zhou, who was always sleepy-eyed and seemed to have no interest in anything, was now truly aware of him.

Just how terrifying is their strength!
That's a level 96 Super Douluo, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan!

In front of Master Zhuang Zhou, they were like children, being teased and crushed.

Ultimately, they had to resort to forbidden methods to escape in a sorry state!

"Zhuang...Teacher Zhuang Zhou, you are too amazing!"

Ao Yin's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and admiration.

Zhuang Zhou turned around, resumed his lazy demeanor, and yawned.

"Is it strong? It's alright, it's just something to pass the time."

"Let's go and continue looking for your opportunity. Dragon Valley is vast; don't let this little incident delay you."

Looking at Master Zhuang Zhou, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

The shock in Ao Yin's heart lingered for a long time.

He nodded vigorously, suppressing his excitement.

Following in Zhuangzi's footsteps, we ventured once again into this vast and dangerous Dragon Valley.

Just as the winds of change were gathering in Dragon Valley, attracting the attention of over 99% of the continent...

The sky has changed once again!

This time, there was no earth-shattering momentum, no overwhelming pressure.

All the golden light receded like a tide, leaving the entire sky in chaos.

An indescribable silence enveloped the entire world.

"Buzz!"

In this profound tranquility, a tiny glimmer of light, like the first thought at the dawn of creation, quietly rises from the center.

That light didn't illuminate anything.

Immediately following, a line of characters appeared, seemingly drawn naturally from the path of the Great Dao.

It silently appears in the perception of all living beings, directly imprinted in the depths of their souls:

[The first place on the Opportunity Ranking will be revealed soon.]

This statement filled everyone with immense anticipation.

(End of this chapter)