Chapter 94 Zhuang Zhou's Strength, the Mysterious Number One?
"Interesting. What if I don't hand it over?"
Zhuang Zhou's tone was languid, seemingly stating a simple fact.
"You!"
Yu Yuanzhen's anger surged upon seeing the other's attitude.
He carefully sensed that while the young man holding the treasure possessed extraordinary aura, he was definitely not at the Soul Saint realm.
The aura surrounding this youth was obscure.
Although he couldn't see through him, judging from his age, he was only in his early twenties.
Even if he had started cultivating from birth, there was absolutely no way he could reach the Title Douluo level!
He, a dignified level ninety-six Super Douluo, had nothing to fear!
"Don't hand it over?"
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes flashed with killing intent. "Then die!"
Before his words even finished, lightning crackled around him!
Accompanied by a deafening dragon's roar, the powerful Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul instantly possessed him.
Nine Soul Rings swirled up!
"Boom boom boom!"
The violent blue lightning tore through the air, carrying a destructive aura, engulfing Zhuang Zhou and Ao Yin!
The full-force attack of a level 96 Super Douluo was astonishing!
"Ao Yin, step back," Zhuang Zhou said calmly to the youth beside him.
Facing the raging lightning sweeping towards him, he didn't even move a step.
The next moment, a mysterious aura emanated from Zhuang Zhou's body.
A huge, illusory phantom of the Northern Sea Kun flashed behind him, seemingly traversing the boundary between reality and illusion.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
At the same time, an invisible void force rippled outwards like water, silently dissolving and vanishing the raging lightning capable of shattering mountains!
Immediately afterward, Zhuang Zhou's soul power surged.
Nine soul rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.
Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red!
Six black and three red!
Especially the three blood-red 100,000-year soul rings, radiating terrifying pressure, instantly suppressed the light of Yu Yuanzhen's nine soul rings!
"What? Level 9...97?"
"Six black and three red? That's impossible!"
Yu Yuanzhen's pupils shrank drastically.
The arrogance and killing intent on his face were instantly replaced by unparalleled shock and horror!
He was as if he had seen a ghost.
He stared intently at the spirit rings on Zhuang Zhou's body, his voice becoming shrill with extreme horror.
"You...who exactly 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 heaven-defying that it overturned his understanding!
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 are from Beidou Academy!"
Yu Yuanzhen cried out in disbelief.
Zhuang Zhou's face revealed a lazy and wicked smile.
His figure began to blur, as if merging into the surrounding void.
"Congratulations, you guessed right."
Zhuang Zhou'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 to the top of his head.
His fighting instincts kicked in without thinking.
Lightning crackled around him, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul True Body was instantly activated.
The massive dragon body, crackling with violent lightning, swept backward!
At the same time, his seventh soul ring lit up—Martial Soul True Body!
"Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul True Body!"
However, Zhuang Zhou's figure became illusory again.
The dragon tail, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, swept past, only leaving a fleeting afterimage.
"Too slow."
Zhuang Zhou's calm voice came from another direction.
He did not attack first. He moved through Yu Yuanzhen's raging lightning domain with the ease of a leisurely stroll.
Attacks that would have thrown ordinary Title Douluos into a frenzy 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 wasn't just pure speed.
It was a kind of "teleportation" that seemed to merge into space and ignore distance!
"Eighth Soul Skill, Dragon Soaring Thunder Explosion!"
Yu Yuanzhen roared, his huge dragon mouth opening wide.
A blue lightning pillar, condensed to its extreme and radiating destructive waves, slammed fiercely towards Zhuang Zhou's direction!
Faced with this eighth soul skill, capable of severely injuring a powerhouse of the same level, Zhuang Zhou finally moved.
He slowly raised his right hand, his index finger gently pointing forward.
"In the Northern Sea there is a fish, its name is Kun."
In an instant, the space in front of him seemed to transform into an invisible Northern Sea.
The raging lightning dragon's roaring pillar of light rushed into this "sea," its speed suddenly slowing down.
Its power was like a mud ox entering the sea, weakened and disintegrated layer by layer.
When it finally reached Zhuang Zhou, only a faint spark remained, which he gently blew away.
"The power is passable, but the application is rudimentary," Zhuang Zhou commented, his tone still calm.
Yu Yuanzhen was utterly horrified!
His eighth soul skill had been so easily neutralized by the opponent?
What kind of monster was this?!
"Ninth Soul Skill: True Dragon's Wrath..."
Yu Yuanzhen was filled with resentment.
He prepared to unleash his strongest ninth soul skill.
But Zhuang Zhou had no intention of giving him another chance.
"Eighth Soul Skill: Dream Butterfly Fluttering."
Zhuang Zhou's figure suddenly multiplied into three, then into nine...
Instantly, dozens of phantoms of Zhuang Zhou appeared around Yu Yuanzhen.
Each phantom carried a real aura, attacking him simultaneously!
Some were fingers, some were palms, some contained the power to cut through space.
The attacks were mysterious and unpredictable.
They seemed to come from all directions, yet also seemed to originate from a dream.
Yu Yuanzhen's ninth soul skill was interrupted.
He could only awkwardly swing his dragon claws, releasing lightning to protect himself and resist the omnipresent attacks.
"Pfft!"
A finger wind containing the power of the void pierced through his lightning defense, leaving a bloody hole in his hard dragon scales.
"Crack!"
Another palm strike, seemingly ignoring the defense, directly shook his blood and qi, causing cracks to appear in his bones!
Zhuang Zhou's attacks were not violent.
Yet they were precise and unpredictable, each strike hitting Yu Yuanzhen's most vulnerable spot.
He possessed immense soul power and martial spirit, yet felt a frustrating sense of powerlessness.
In just over ten exchanges, Yu Yuanzhen's massive Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon body was already riddled with wounds.
Its scales were shattered, and blood flowed freely.
Its aura had also weakened considerably.
"Damn it!"
Yu Yuanzhen roared in despair. He had never suffered such humiliation!
Completely suppressed by an opponent with bizarre methods, utterly powerless to retaliate!
He knew that if this continued, he might truly perish here today!
A glint of madness and determination flashed in his eyes.
Yu Yuanzhen abruptly withdrew his martial spirit form, reverting to human form.
He formed an ancient and complex hand seal, uttering a labored chant:
"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, erupted from Yu Yuanzhen's body!
Above his head...
Nine illusory crowns, formed from pure dragon power, faintly appeared!
Although each crown was somewhat blurry and not a complete form, the level of power it exuded had already surpassed the realm of a Super Douluo!
This was the forbidden technique of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan—the True Dragon Nine Crowns! It enhanced one's strength for a short time at the cost of burning one's bloodline essence.
"Roar!"
With the power boost, Yu Yuanzhen's aura surged, and he unleashed a powerful punch. The force of his punch carried a faint hint of Dragon King's majesty, shattering all of Zhuang Zhou's dozens of illusory figures around him!
Even the space itself rippled violently!
Zhuang Zhou's true form was forced to manifest.
He looked at Yu Yuanzhen, whose aura had surged and who seemed to be going mad, and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? This is interesting. A technique that burns bloodline essence?"
Yu Yuanzhen knew that the dragon bone fragments had a limited duration and serious aftereffects.
He dared not linger, glaring at Zhuang Zhou with eyes filled with resentment and fear:
"Beidou Academy! I, Yu Yuanzhen, will remember this grudge! I will avenge it one day!"
Before his words were finished, he transformed into a dazzling blue lightning dragon.
Burning with the power of his bloodline, he fled at several times the speed he had come from, without looking back, madly disappearing into the distance. He didn't even bother to discern the direction, only seeking to get away from this terrifying opponent as quickly as possible.
Zhuang Zhou did not pursue.
He simply watched him disappear into the horizon, the spirit rings around him and the phantom of the Northern Sea Kun slowly receding.
"Burning your bloodline, damaging your very essence, barely escaping with your life, you do have some decisiveness."
He commented calmly.
"This..."
Ao Yin, who had been watching the entire battle from the side, was already dumbfounded. Only now did he truly realize just how terrifying the strength of this teacher Zhuang Zhou, who was always sleepy-eyed and seemed uninterested in anything, truly was!
That was a level 96 Super Douluo, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
Yet, before Teacher Zhuang Zhou, he was toyed with and crushed like a child.
He even had to resort to forbidden techniques to escape in a sorry state!
"Teacher Zhuang...Teacher Zhuang Zhou, you're too strong!"
Ao Yin's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and admiration.
Zhuang Zhou turned around, reverting to his usual lazy demeanor, and yawned.
"Strong? Not really, just killing time."
"Let's go, continue searching for your opportunities. This Dragon Valley is vast; don't let this little incident delay you."
Looking at Teacher Zhuang Zhou's seemingly unaffected state,
Ao Yin's shock lingered.
He nodded vigorously, suppressing his excitement.
Following closely behind Zhuang Zhou, he ventured once more into this vast and dangerous Dragon Valley.
And just as the winds of change gathered in Dragon Valley, attracting the attention of over 99% of the continent… the sky changed once more!
This time, there was no earth-shattering momentum, no overwhelming pressure sweeping across the land.
All the golden light receded like a tide, leaving the entire sky in chaos.
An indescribable silence enveloped the world.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
In this profound stillness, a faint light, like the first glimmer of thought at the dawn of creation, quietly shone from the center.
That light did not illuminate anything.
Then, a line of characters, seemingly naturally drawn by the very essence of the Dao, silently appeared in the perception of all living beings, directly imprinted upon the depths of their souls:
[The first place on the Opportunity Ranking is about to be revealed.]
This sentence filled everyone with immense anticipation.
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