Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Chapter 273 Who Isn't Level 100?

Her aura surged, reaching the peak of level 99, level 100.

Golden light condensed on her holy sword as she slashed towards Xu Tianxing.

Xu Tianxing raised his sword to parry, and the golden longsword collided with the holy sword, unleashing a deafening roar.

He took half a step back, while Qian Renxue took three steps back.

But a hint of surprise flashed in Xu Tianxing's eyes.

"Level 100? When did you break through?"

Qian Renxue didn't speak, and slashed with her sword again.

Jin Chen also moved.

With the Trident of Poseidon in hand, his seventh spirit ring lit up.

"Seventh Soul Skill, True Form of the Sea God!"

The Golden Dragon Crocodile evolved into the Sea God Dragon, with a deep blue body and scales etched with wave patterns.

His aura surged, reaching the peak of level 89, then level 95.

The Trident of Poseidon, imbued with the power of the sea, pierced towards Xu Tianxing's flank.

Xu Tianxing dodged to the side, but the aftershock of the Poseidon's Trident still tore through his golden dragon robe.

His brows finally furrowed.

Golden Crocodile Douluo also moved.

With a single palm strike, the golden palm wind transformed into a gigantic golden dragon-crocodile, lunging towards Xu Tianxing.

Xu Tianxing raised his sword to parry, and the golden dragon crocodile crashed into the sword, unleashing a deafening roar.

He took three steps back, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

A flicker of shock crossed his eyes.

"Level 100...you are all level 100..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at him.

"You think you're the only one at level 100?"

Xu Tianxing was silent for a moment, then smiled.

That smile was bittersweet yet resigned.

"it is good.

it is good.

it is good.

The Martial Soul Empire truly lives up to its reputation.

He sheathed his longsword, turned around, and flew towards the flagship.

"withdraw."

The fleet from the Sun and Moon Continent retreated again, this time to a distance of twenty miles.

On the sea, those black dots grew farther and farther away, becoming increasingly blurry, until they finally disappeared into the morning light.

On the walls of the Martial Soul Empire, the soldiers erupted in thunderous cheers once again.

Jin Chen, carrying the Trident of Poseidon, grinned.

"They ran away again."

"Are they all they can do? Run away?"

Ling Feng looked into the distance without saying a word.

Golden Crocodile Douluo gazed at the distant sea, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"They will come back."

Ling Feng nodded.

"I know."

Qian Renxue stood beside him, her breathing still a little unsteady.

"Next time, they won't back down so easily."

Ling Feng looked at her.

"Are you injured?"

Qian Renxue shook her head.

"It's alright."

She paused, then asked, "Are you injured?"

Ling Feng looked at her.

"It's alright."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The smile was faint, but genuine.

Night falls in Sea Breeze City.

Torches hung all over the city walls, their flames flickering in the night wind, illuminating the soldiers' tired yet excited faces.

The fleet from the Sun and Moon Continent retreated to a distance of twenty miles. The sea was calm, and the black dots seemed to be asleep.

But no one dared to let their guard down.

Ling Feng stood on the city wall, looking at the sea.

He had been standing here all day, from dawn to dusk, and from dusk to late at night, like a statue.

His gaze remained fixed on the distance, watching the dark dots on the horizon.

He was calculating when the Sun and Moon Continent would return.

He knew they would come.

Although Xu Tianxing was defeated, his main force was still there, his fleet was still there, and his ambition was still there.

He will not give up.

Jin Chen carried the Trident of Poseidon and walked up from the city wall.

He placed a steaming bowl of soup on the battlement in front of Ling Feng.

"Boss, have a bowl of soup."

You haven't eaten all day.

Ling Feng did not move.

Jin Chen looked at him and scratched his head.

"Boss, I know you're thinking about something."

But people need food to survive.

How can you fight a war if you don't eat?

Ling Feng remained silent for a moment, then picked up the soup and took a sip.

The soup was made from chicken bones with lots of ginger; it made you feel warm all over after drinking it.

He handed the empty bowl to Jin Chen.

"How long will it take for them to arrive?"

Jin Chen looked at him.

"Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow."

Who cares, let them come.

We can win.

Ling Feng looked at him.

"how do you know?"

Jin Chen grinned.

"Because I believe in you."

Ling Feng remained silent, gazing at the distant sea.

Fog rose over the sea late at night.

The fog was thick, as if rising from the depths of the sea, and quickly swallowed up the black dots.

Ling Feng looked at the thick fog and frowned slightly.

"Jin Chen, pass down the order: the entire army is on alert."

Jin Chen immediately stopped laughing, turned around and ran down the city wall.

"All troops on alert!"

The bugle call resounded once again throughout Sea Breeze City.

The soldiers were jolted awake, grabbed their weapons, and rushed to their posts.

The soul-guided cannons were pushed onto the battlefield, the defensive runes were activated, and the torches on the city walls were lit, illuminating the area as if it were daytime.

Ling Feng stood on the city wall, his spiritual power fully released, covering an area of ​​a hundred miles.

His gaze pierced through the thick fog, landing on the sea and on the dark figures hidden behind it.

The fleet from the Sun and Moon Continent is slowly approaching.