has reached level 40. With the support of her spirit metal, she began to help her companions complete the production of one-word battle armor. 。According to Tang Wulin's plan, he asked Ye Xinglan to...Although there is a gap in cultivation level, the Golden Dragon King will undoubtedly have a suppressing effect on the benevolent Guangming Holy Dragon Martial Soul.

Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King seal had already broken through more than twelve layers. The rising Golden Dragon King's aura had already reached an extremely massive state. Under such circumstances, he could exert immense pressure on Mercy through his bloodline. 。Upon impact, compassion will undoubtedly be affected. 。So, as soon as he came up, Tang Wulin completely released his aura, hoping to influence the fighting power of mercy at the beginning through the power of blood. 。This is a battle of unequal cultivation levels, so he must bring everything about himself to the limit. 。A powerful light flashed, Tang Wulin clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and with every change in the light in his eyes, the air would distort slightly. 。A surging wave of vital energy, making others feel like giant dragons, a formidable aura that skyrocketed his breath to its peak. 。The most fearsome thing about a weaker cultivator challenging a stronger one is being suppressed from the very beginning. If that happens, they are likely to be suppressed throughout the entire battle. 。So, Tang Wulin at this time is regardless of the cost, regardless of consumption in releasing his own aura, just to be able to, on the first come up not be suppressed by the opponent. 。Facing the imposing Heavenly Flame released by Tang Wulin, Saint Dragon Douluo Enci’s originally dim eyes lit up. A clear dragon roar echoed from him, and a giant white dragon with a golden aura all over its body soared into the sky. 。That intense aura of light, as if illuminating the entire world. 。Although the dragon-shaped aura rising from Tang Wulin's body was imposing and powerful, it ultimately still appeared illusory. 。A colossal white dragon, rising from the grace of its wielder, appeared as if it were his spirit manifestation. It was astonishingly solid in form. 。Although this radiant holy dragon was affected by Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King aura, at least from what could be seen now, the influence didn't seem too great. It opened its wings and continuously let out roars, not falling behind in terms of aura. 。 Even just a brief appearance revealed the vast difference in cultivation between the two. 。As for this, Tang Wulin had expected it long ago and was not at all surprised. 。It was then that he took the initiative to attack. 。With a flash of his form, he darted toward Mercy like an arrow. 。The fiery aura of the Golden Dragon King behind him suddenly surged towards his body like a raging sea, engulfing him. 。In an instant, Tang Wulin's entire body turned golden, covered in shimmering scales. He didn't unleash his Martial Soul True Form, but at this moment, his spirit and energy had undoubtedly reached their peak. 。His right fist was razor sharp, crackling with electricity as it shattered the sound barrier. With a deafening roar, he shot forward like a golden bullet, instantly appearing before Mercy. 。Seeing this punch, I don't know how many soul masters watching the battle in the stands gasped in shock. Such terrifying speed, such terrifying power. 。To be able to use one's own aura and blood energy to such a degree, even an ordinary titled Douluo couldn't do it! Ordinary titled Douluo couldn't do it, of course, because their mental power was simply not enough to achieve such control, but Tang Wulin did. He perfectly integrated his own strength and blood energy into one. 。When this punch came out, he felt a sense of exhilaration. 。Mercy stood still, her face betraying no emotion. She merely raised her right hand. 。As if countless rehearsals had been conducted, with a gentle grace, the right hand of Enci firmly blocked Tang Wulin's right punch. 。Amidst the earth-shattering roar, golden scales erupted on the surface of Tang Wulin's right fist. 。Inside the venue, both sides seemed to fall into a brief silence. 。It can be clearly seen that the fist and palm are connected. 。At the same time, one could also see a large, visible wave of vapor rolling outwards. 。The entire stadium space seemed to warp, the terrifying shockwave slamming against the protective shield, causing it to shimmer and flicker. 。Wow, so domineering! So cool! I wonder how many female viewers' eyes are sparkling right now. 。This masculine clash is almost irresistible to most women. 。" The first feeling Tang Wulin had when his fist hit the opponent's palm was awe. The other party was like an imposing mountain that seemed impossible to shake. Even after being struck by his punch, they remained completely unmoved. 。The violent collision caused both sides to briefly pause. 。Under the terrifying collision, Tang Wulin's body slightly shrunk, his figure flashed, and his right foot swept out like a golden dragon's tail. 。Faced with such kindness, he didn't dare to release his energy at all, because doing so wouldn't be able to shake this ultimate Douluo in the slightest. 。So, he completely contained his power within himself, launching a fierce assault using his superhuman physical strength. 。He believes that with compassionate self-confidence, there will be no dodging, so this is his chance. 。His right palm was raised horizontally in front of him, positioned at his side, colliding with Tang Wulin's calf. 。Another gust of air rolled and churned. 。The sound of that energy explosion caused many people to involuntarily close their eyes. 。This must take a lot of power! It's probably not much different from yesterday's giant hammer blow, huh 。Tang Wulin's figure constantly darted around, his body radiating increasingly intense golden light. His limbs were his most powerful weapons, each collision with Mercy sending shockwaves echoing through the air. 。Kind hands are like two doors and two shields. 。No matter how fierce Tang Wulin's attacks were, he just stood there, parrying blow after blow. 。He didn't seem to be bearing any unbearable feelings. If it weren't for the wave after wave of energy explosions, causing the protective shield surrounding the entire competition venue to burst with circles of light, it would be hard to imagine that this was a peak showdown. 。They didn't release any soul skills, the battle was entirely in a way that was incredibly simple and direct, through hard-hitting collisions. 。Only true powerhouses can see that such a collision is the most terrifying and dangerous. Once the mercy of being attacked cannot withstand it, then Tang Wulin will directly blast them to pieces. 。However, this situation obviously won't happen. The formidable power of merciful defense is just like Tang Wulin's initial feeling – it's awe-inspiring, like looking up at a towering mountain. 。No matter how he attacked, the other party just stood firm. 。At least from Tang Wulin's own feelings, he had not found that mercy had any unstoppable feeling, nor had he found that the other party's Holy Light Dragon Bloodline was affected by his Golden Dragon King Bloodline. 。What Tang Wulin didn't know was that, simply from bloodline alone, the Azure Dragon King bloodline of Long Yue was also above the Radiant Light Divine Dragon. 。So, he had always been feeling the changes in the Dragon Leap Bloodline before. His adaptability needed to surpass that of most Dragon Martial Souls Soul Masters. 。Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King bloodline is much stronger than Long Yue's Mountain Dragon King bloodline, but his cultivation and kindness are vastly different. In addition, this Holy Dragon Douluo was well-prepared, and for now, he hasn't been able to influence Kindness on this level. 。For twenty-eight consecutive bombardments, golden light crisscrossed the sky, and dragon scales on his entire body flared. 。Even with Tang Wulin's physical prowess, he couldn't help but pause for a moment. 。This kind of outburst, ordinary people would have long since been unable to bear it. 。Only he, with his physical fitness, can persevere. 。It was in this very moment of silence that the Saint Dragon Douluo, facing them, finally made his first attack. 。It was simply a raise of his right hand, a single finger pointing at Tang Wulin. 。There is no festive atmosphere, nor any grandeur. 。But the moment he pointed it out, Tang Wulin felt like he was facing Old Tang's Qianshu Zhizhi for the first time. 。Faced with this accusation, he had nowhere to hide. All around him, the space seemed to close in like mountains pressing down. 。I apologize for the late update today. 。 420/16332458 。 with ulterior motives. 。Though just a fleeting glance, with his sharp eyes he could naturally see that the woman was a beauty, and her appearance was quite stunning. Her figure was also excellent. Sh...