Douluo Continent, my martial soul is the Silver Dragon King.

No one expected that a Soul Master with only one ring would dare to challenge Zhao Wuji!

Even bystanders in the hotel could see that Zhao Wuji was radiating the aura of a powerful figure. How dare a mere one-ring Soul Master like him do that?

At this moment, the veins on Zhao Wuji's forehead bulged, and his face became much more ferocious with anger. "Considering you're still young, I'll give you a chance to speak again!"

Lu Chen said without changing his expression, "I said, I'm going to beat you up too!"

"Good, good, good!" Zhao Wuji laughed in extreme anger.

"It seems that I, Zhao Wuji, haven't taken action against anyone in too long, so all sorts of cats and dogs are trying to shit and piss on my head!"

I want to see just how much you're worth, daring to be so insolent!

Zhao Wuji was furious. Without using his Martial Soul Possession, he raised his right hand and slapped Lu Chen hard.

Everyone held their breath, watching intently.

Especially the students from Shrek Academy, who had trained with Zhao Wuji, had a deeper understanding of his strength.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Zhao Wuji just slapped his hand and it looked like an ordinary fight; it was a slap made in the rage of a power-type Soul Saint.

If this slap were delivered to Teacher Ye of Canghui Academy, the teacher would be sent flying instantly!

You have to understand, Teacher Ye is a five-ring Soul King, and his Martial Soul is a Xuan Turtle! Even someone with that kind of setup could be slapped away, let alone Lu Chen?

When that heavy slap, accompanied by a gust of wind, came hurtling towards Lu Chen, Lu Chen didn't dodge or even make any defensive move. He simply stood there, coldly smiling as he looked at Zhao Wuji.

Even Ning Rongrong, who was known as the Little Witch, couldn't help but close her eyes, afraid that the next second would bring a bloody and mangled scene.

When the slap actually landed on Lu Chen, an unexpected scene unfolded.

Lu Chen stood firmly in place, instantly creating a small, extremely violent tornado around the two of them. However, when the dust settled, everyone saw that Zhao Wuji's watermelon-sized hand had failed to send Lu Chen flying!

Zhao Wuji froze in place, staring at Lu Chen as if he were a monster.

He was the one who delivered the slap, and he knew best just how much force he used.

Let alone Lu Chen, a Soul Master at the first ring, even Dai Mubai wouldn't dare to take his palm strike head-on.

Lu Chen remained expressionless and said calmly, "Have you eaten? Is that all the strength you have?"

As soon as Lu Chen said that, this time it was Zhao Wuji's turn to lose his composure.

His face darkened. Something was definitely amiss; for a Soul Saint like himself to be unable to defeat a mere first-ring cultivator meant the other party had something to rely on. If he acted rashly, he might suffer a great loss.

Although Zhao Wuji appears to be all brawn and no brains, he is not a reckless and impulsive person when it comes to fighting.

However, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't have imagined that the reason Lu Chen was able to withstand his palm strike with the strength of a first-ring Soul Master was because he was wearing the Eight Treasures Ruyi Soft Armor!

Even if a six-ring Soul Emperor used a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring to unleash a full-force attack, this soft armor would not be able to harm Lu Chen in the slightest!

What's more, Zhao Wuji hasn't even used his martial spirit yet!

Zhao Wuji lowered his gaze, his eyes becoming very sharp, as if trying to discern something from Lu Chen.

However, after a long time, he still couldn't see through Lu Chen's true intentions.

Lu Chen said impatiently, "How long are you going to keep watching? Are you going to fight or not?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, as if he had been startled awake.

He suddenly slapped his forehead and laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha, I've gone mad, actually studying a mere first-level noob over and over again."

Zhao Wuji slowly lowered his head, his eyes filled with arrogance. "Although I don't know how you managed to block my attack, a one-ring Soul Master is still just a one-ring Soul Master. With only one Soul Skill, how can you possibly fight against a Soul Saint like me!"

Zhao Wuji's aura suddenly changed. His entire body was covered with a thick layer of brown fur, and his height began to increase continuously, eventually exceeding 2.5 meters. His muscles bulged, and seven spirit rings pulsed behind him.

Zhao Wuji slapped his head and said irritably, "Seriously, this eighty-year-old mother has ruined her child, I have to be serious with you!"

Facing the terrifying pressure emanating from Zhao Wuji, Lu Chen remained completely unfazed, declaring arrogantly, "Who are you trying to scare? Go ahead and take my shot if you dare!"

Lu Chen clenched his right hand in mid-air, and the Silver Dragon Spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a silver-white light burst forth from Lu Chen's eyes, instantly piercing Zhao Wuji's eyes.

Zhao Wuji is indeed a Soul Saint, but his spiritual power level is not as high as Lu Chen's. You should know that Lu Chen has an unprecedented million-year-old soul bone!

In just one glance, Zhao Wuji was stung in the eyes by Lu Chen!

"Ugh!"

Zhao Wuji instinctively covered his eyes with his hands and let out a painful howl.

However, Zhao Wuji possessed the spiritual power of a Soul Saint, allowing him to recover much faster than Tang San.

He twisted his head, then slowly opened his eyes, gritting his teeth as he spat out a few words: "You little brat! You've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve!"

You have to understand, he is none other than Zhao Wuji, the Immovable King, a figure of considerable importance in the Soul Master circle, yet he actually suffered a setback at the hands of a child!

How can we tolerate this?!

However, when he opened his eyes, a strange phenomenon occurred.

A flash of cold light appeared first, followed by the spear shooting out like a dragon!

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Is that all the tricks you have? I can take you down with just one wave of my pressure!"

Suddenly, the two yellow, two purple, and four black spirit rings behind Zhao Wuji unleashed an extremely powerful aura, surging towards Lu Chen like a tidal wave.

Zhao Wuji's martial soul is the Mighty Vajra Bear. When he released his own pressure, Lu Chen felt his bloodline instantly ignite!

The Silver Dragon King's bloodline seemed to feel offended by a low-level soul beast, and its entire bloodline was boiling.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Chen's eyes turned into vertical pupils, and he roared angrily at the pressure released by Zhao Wuji.

The roar wasn't loud, but it was a virtual, silvery-white dragon that came out of Lu Chen's mouth!

The dragon instantly reduced the pressure released by Zhao Wuji by half!

"Damn it, it's actually a martial spirit suppression!" Zhao Wuji exclaimed in surprise.

You should know that in all his years in the world of Soul Masters, he has never seen anyone whose Martial Soul could surpass his in quality!

Even Dai Mubai's white tiger or the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex don't have this ability!

But the mysterious first-ring Soul Master in front of them actually did it!