Douluo V: Starting with daily check-ins, I'm trying to trick Xiao Wu into becoming my wife.

"Excessive force in everything will ultimately backfire. In my opinion, you're currently nearing the point where your body can't handle it anymore."

"With a mere level 49 Soul Master cultivation, you were able to withstand the crushing force of a level 59 Soul Power. For that alone, young man, you have much to be proud of!"

Faced with Zhilin's solemn admonition and evaluation, Ao Yin merely raised his eyes indifferently, his expression unusually calm.

This strange reaction startled Zhilin.

The pressure of his soul power enveloped the entire area. Ordinary Soul Masters would have already felt their legs go weak and their breathing become disordered, but this young man not only showed no signs of being disheveled or defeated, but also had a nonchalant smile in his eyes.

It's bizarre, absolutely bizarre!

Zhilin was filled with doubt and disbelief.

"Interesting, this is getting more and more interesting!"

He never expected that Ao Yinming's apparent soul power cultivation was only level 49, yet he faced his level 57 Soul King-level soul power suppression with such ease that it was as if nothing had happened.

Just as everyone's expressions changed, Ao Yin's nonchalant voice suddenly rang out.

"It's just a test of resilience at the Soul King level, yet it's necessary for a Soul Douluo powerhouse to personally intervene. Isn't that making a mountain out of a molehill?"

These words immediately caused Zhilin's face to darken, and anger surged in his heart.

How dare a junior like him mock me in public?

"What an arrogant tone!"

A cold glint flashed in Zhilin's eyes, and he had already decided to take things seriously.

Since you insist on putting on a tough act and being quick-witted, then I'll see how long your bravado can last!

With that thought, Zhilin no longer held back, and his soul power surged through his body!

The oppressive force of level 58 soul power spread out with a thunderous roar!

Level 59!

Level 60!

Level 64!

Level 69!

Boom boom boom!!!

A violent surge of soul power surged and spread wildly throughout the hall.

If Flander and Zhao Wuji hadn't immediately erected a soul power barrier to protect their rear, Dai Mubai and his group would have been shaken off their feet and collapsed to the ground in a sorry state by the terrifying pressure.

As Zhilin's soul power pressure continued to rise, approaching the level of a seventy-level Soul Saint, the expressions of Zhilin, Bai Baoshan, and Meng Shenji present all changed drastically.

Just moments ago, they were annoyed by Ao Yin's arrogant words, but now, their anger was completely replaced by extreme shock.

It turns out that this young man was never arrogant or conceited from beginning to end; every word he said was the absolute truth!

Standing to the side, Qin Ming was even more shocked and horrified.

What is meant by an unparalleled prodigy?

The person in front of me, Ao Yin, is the best answer!

It should be noted that Ao Yin's cultivation level is only at the forty-ninth level of Soul Master!

A mere Soul Master was able to withstand the terrifying pressure of a level 70 Soul Saint, and judging from his condition, he was still in control and showed no signs of reaching his limit!

Such an outrageous thing is simply unheard of throughout history!

Even Zhilin, who had put pressure on him, couldn't help but doubt himself. Could it be that he was not in good condition and had made a mistake in controlling his soul power?

But he rejected the idea as soon as it came to mind.

At the same time, Meng Shenji, the Education Commissioner, who was watching from the sidelines, was already experiencing a storm of emotions. He stared intently at the composed Ao Yin, gritted his teeth, and ordered Zhi Lin in a deep voice, "Keep pushing! Raise the soul power pressure to over level seventy! I'm going to see with my own eyes today where this kid's true limit really lies!"

Ao Yin glanced sideways at the aggressive Meng Shenji, a mocking smile curving his lips: "Your Excellency, let me give you a piece of advice: you'd better not insist on testing my bottom line."

In Zhilin's eyes, this warning was nothing but youthful arrogance and boasting.

His eyes suddenly turned fierce, completely ignoring Ao Yin's reminder. His soul power surged again, and layers of pressure piled up wildly, finally stabilizing at the level of a level 70 Soul Saint!

Feeling the overwhelming and increasingly terrifying crushing power of the soul, Ao Yin finally stopped being carefree.

The pressure from a Soul Saint level was no longer something he could easily underestimate.

He slowly raised his head, his expression calm, and said softly, "Since that's the case, then I will release my martial spirit and properly accept this test."

"Dark Holy Dragon, possess me!"

Rumbling--

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted!

A deep and majestic dragon roar echoed faintly throughout the hall, and a dazzling and holy golden divine light burst forth from Ao Yin's body, instantly filling the entire space and causing everyone present to freeze in their tracks and tremble in their hearts.

In particular, all the Soul Masters in the arena who possessed Beast Martial Souls felt an extreme suppression emanating from the depths of their bloodlines at that moment. Their Martial Souls trembled slightly, and their souls were filled with instinctive fear.

Zhilin is unharmed, as his martial soul is the plant-type Azure Vine, which is not countered by the dragon bloodline.

But the Dream God Machine is completely different!

His martial soul is the Black Demon, which is inherently suppressed by the Dark Holy Dragon bloodline.

Even though he was a level 86 Soul Douluo, whose cultivation far surpassed Ao Yin's, he still felt stiff and extremely uncomfortable in the face of the pure, top-tier dragon bloodline pressure, and was severely restrained.

Ao Yin's gaze was icy as he stared directly at Meng Shenji, who was closing in step by step. His voice carried a hint of coldness: "You're eager to test my limits, aren't you? Then I'll let you experience it for yourself!"

The moment he finished speaking, he didn't hesitate and used his mental power, along with the supreme bloodline pressure that the Dark Holy Dragon was born with, to crush Meng Shenji alone!

In that instant, two terrifying forces slammed into Meng Shenji and locked him down!

One force was Ao Yin's vast and boundless spiritual power, far exceeding the limits of ordinary people, which instantly imprisoned his sea of ​​consciousness like an invisible giant net.

The other force was the supreme bloodline pressure inherent in the Dark Holy Dragon.

This is not ordinary soul power suppression, but the pressure of the Holy Dragon, which absolutely suppresses the bloodline of a lower-level martial soul!

The level 86 Contra Master Meng Shenji's head suddenly buzzed, his sea of ​​consciousness churned with excruciating pain, and his meridians tingled with numbness.

His long-cultivated and stable mind suddenly collapsed, and his years of accumulated strength crumbled!

His body trembled violently and uncontrollably, as if his internal organs were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

Even with his unparalleled cultivation, high position, and countless astonishing geniuses, he was now filled with nothing but horror and absurdity.

A mere Soul Master realm cultivator!

They actually used their mental power and martial spirit to forcefully crush this Soul Douluo!?

"Pfft cough..."

Meng Shenji's burly body suddenly trembled violently, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and he couldn't help but cough violently!

Fortunately, he managed to suppress the metallic taste in his throat in time!

But Meng Shenji was not in a good mood; his face instantly turned extremely gloomy and ugly.

All things in the world are interconnected and mutually restraining; there is a predetermined destiny at play.

The Dark Sacred Dragon, a martial soul, is born to feed on black demons, making it the natural enemy of his Black Demon martial soul.

"Enough! Zhilin, stop!"

Meng Shenji coldly stopped him, a hint of regret flashing quickly across the depths of his eyes.

He underestimated his opponent and insisted on testing Ao Yin's bottom line, but in the end, he only brought shame upon himself.