Douluo Dragon King: I'm creating a golden age behind the scenes!

Chapter 67 The Battle Begins

Wei Heng extended his right hand, and an ancient-looking long spear appeared in his hand.

The gun barrel is long and simple, made of an unknown dark metal, with golden patterns and ancient runes swirling on it, as if it were engraved by time itself.

As soon as Wei Heng held it in his hand, he exuded an aura of majesty and righteousness, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present. Inexplicably, everyone felt a sense of trust and goodwill towards him.

Even Long Yue, who was opposite him, was the same, but he quickly reacted by relying on the violent characteristics of the Mountain Dragon Martial Soul.

But the thought of how he had just lost his will to fight filled him with lingering fear. [Thank goodness! If he had attacked me, I would have been in serious danger.]

I was too careless. I was too focused on Zuo Qiulun before. Why did I subconsciously think that Wei Heng was weak?

That's right. His previous opponents were too weak, which gave him the opportunity to hide his strength. He could defeat his opponents with just his spear skills.

Now that I think about it carefully, I realize I didn't even know what his soul skill was.

As he pondered, Long Yue finally realized this point. He could only blame Zuo Qiulun for being too conspicuous earlier, which caused Yan Yan from Shou Xingluo's side to focus all her attention on him, thus neglecting the others.

"But this is even better." A glint flashed in Long Yue's eyes. As the strongest among the younger generation in the Star Luo Continent, it had been too long since a worthy opponent had appeared who could inspire him to take this battle so seriously.

His nickname "Dragon Madman" is well-deserved. He desperately wants to become a strong person. As a martial arts fanatic, his greatest desire is to find stronger opponents and competitors on his path to advancement, so that he can surpass and defeat them.

Only in this way can he feel motivated by their existence, and only in this way can he make progress tirelessly, allowing him to go faster and further on the path of pursuing power.

Gradually, the solemnity on Long Yue's face disappeared, replaced by the excitement and fighting spirit of meeting a worthy opponent.

The two exchanged a glance, understanding each other without needing a word. Wei Heng smiled knowingly, and his first spirit ring suddenly lit up, "First Spirit Skill! Spirit Flash!"

The moment the soul skill was activated, Wei Heng's figure transformed into a streak of light and vanished from Long Yue's sight in an instant. Long Yue, however, was not anxious. He was not good at speed, which was one of the few weaknesses of the Mountain Dragon King Martial Soul. Therefore, he had dealt with too many opponents who wanted to rely on speed to defeat him, so he had a wealth of experience. At this moment, Long Yue did not choose to compete with Wei Heng in speed.

However, Long Yue made his judgment the moment Wei Heng disappeared from the field.

The next moment, Long Yue's first spirit ring lit up: "Mountains and Rivers!"

A phantom mountain appeared out of thin air, enveloping Long Yue. Long Yue did not make any movement, but his body surface shone with an earthy yellow light. This was his superb use of his first soul skill to enhance himself.

In that instant, Long Yue felt as if he were a mountain, deeply rooted in the arena.

Even if I can't find Wei Heng, so what?

In terms of defense and strength, he was confident that Wei Heng, a mere weapon spirit master, was no match for him. The arena was only so big; if Wei Heng wanted to defeat him, he would have to engage in close combat. At that time, he could rely on his powerful physical defense. As long as he could hold out for even a moment, he believed he could catch him and defeat him!

"Hmm?" At this moment, Long Yue stood in the illusory landscape of mountains and rivers, trying to use the keen perception of the surrounding earth elements and ground fluctuations that came with the Mountain Dragon Martial Soul to find Wei Heng's location.

Suddenly, he sensed a sharp fluctuation of soul power around him. His brows furrowed instantly, and a hint of alertness flashed in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, Long Yue reacted swiftly, turning around abruptly and coating his arm with a thick layer of earthy yellow light. Without hesitation, he immediately threw a punch in the direction he sensed.

Sure enough, when Wei Heng reappeared, he was holding an ancient spear with a white spear light attached. He circled behind Long Yue and thrust the spear at Long Yue's fist without hesitation. In an instant, fist and spear clashed.

"boom"

A violent roar erupted, and the illusory mountain landscape seemed to be pierced by something, shattering instantly and creating an energy fluctuation. Wei Heng immediately withdrew his strength and used this energy fluctuation to be launched away, putting distance between himself and Long Yue.

Long Yue was also knocked back a few steps by this force, his feet leaving two deep marks on the ground. Then he looked down and saw that the yellowish-brown light on his arm was riddled with holes. There seemed to be a sharp aura on his fist, like tiny needles, invading his arm along his fist, trying to damage his meridians and the flow of his soul power.

He immediately circulated his soul power, and his aura surged once again.

He mobilized the terrifying power of the mountain dragon bloodline, channeling it from all parts of his body towards his arm, attempting to force out the sharp aura that had invaded his arm.

"So hard!"

This was Wei Heng's truest thought: [The Mountain Dragon truly lives up to its reputation as a divine beast-level super martial soul. Even among the entire Douluo Soul Beast race, in terms of defensive power alone, there are probably very few who dare to say they are definitely stronger than the Mountain Dragon.]

As expected, he lived up to his reputation, although there was also a reason why he didn't use his full strength directly.

Just as Wei Heng was feeling sentimental, Long Yue, however, did not relax at all. Relying on his rich combat experience, he made his next move the moment he forced the energy out of his arm.

He stomped his feet hard on the ground, and the hard ground instantly cracked with jagged fissures, sending dust flying.

His body shot towards Wei Heng like an arrow released from a bow.

At the same time, he channeled his soul power, guiding the pressure of the mountain dragon bloodline that he had just mobilized, causing it to press down on Wei Heng in an overwhelming manner, attempting to firmly pin Wei Heng in place and then deliver a fatal blow.

Feeling that Long Yue seemed to want to suppress him with his bloodline, Wei Heng found it somewhat uninteresting. Immediately afterward, he released the spear intent within his body and precisely controlled it, surrounding his body, easily breaking free from the shackles of the mountain dragon bloodline's pressure.

However, Wei Heng's next move was beyond Long Yue's expectations. Instead of fleeing, he raised the Demon-Slaying Spear, paused for a moment to gather his strength, and then thrust it towards Long Yue's fist.

[Hmm? He wants to test his strength against me?]

Upon seeing this, Long Yue was slightly startled, but also became even more excited, shouting loudly, "Then let's see who's stronger!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" This series of dense and heavy collisions was like a series of heavy hammer blows, striking the hearts of every audience member.

In the center of the arena, two figures had completely abandoned the probing and harassment of their soul skills and entered the most primitive, direct, and dangerous stage of close combat!

Long Yue's fists kept swinging back and forth, constantly clashing with Wei Heng's spear. He never expected that Wei Heng, a weapon spirit master, could actually contend with him, a spirit master with a true dragon martial spirit.

During the collision, he continuously weakened the soul power defense around his body, instead guiding the earth-yellow mountain dragon soul power to highly condense on his fist, transforming it into a layer of solid fist energy!

At this moment, the power and destructive force of his fists far surpassed the force of their first collision. However, he did not expect that Wei Heng, the weapon spirit master who was wielding a long spear and whose physique was far less robust than his own, would actually block his continuous heavy blows by relying on the long spear in his hand and his own strength!

Furthermore, there was no sign of it running out of energy.

On the other side, Wei Heng, the weapon spirit master wielding the "Exorcising Evil" spear, displayed a fighting style that was completely different from the usual spear spirit masters who chose to use skill to overcome force—a style that could be described as berserk!

Thrust! Point! Smash! Sweep!

The gun barrel swung wildly in the whirlwind, but the tip of the gun still managed to meet Long Yue's relentless heavy punches with unparalleled precision!

With each collision, a blinding burst of energy sparks erupts at the point where the spear tip meets the fist's force! It is a clash of pure power and ultimate sharpness!