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

"That's interesting."

He looked at the seven men, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Two months. You've learned to cooperate, you've learned tactics. But you've forgotten one thing—"

He raised his right hand, and his sixth spirit ring glowed slightly.

The gray light spread instantly, reaching the realm of the evil god.

Zhao Tiezhu's fist froze in mid-air, Shen Han's chill solidified in his palm, Liu Ruyan's Flame Sparrow went out, Sun Fang and Sun Fei's vines stiffened, Han Qing's figure was forced out of the shadows, and Zhou Tai's lightning dissipated without a trace.

The seven people were frozen in place, unable to move.

"In the face of absolute power, any tactic is a joke."

Ling Feng withdrew his hand, and the Domain of the Evil God dissipated.

The seven men were panting heavily, covered in cold sweat.

They knew the Holy Son was strong, but they didn't know he was this strong. They couldn't even withstand a single move from him.

Jin Chen gloated from the side: "Hahaha, now you know how powerful I am!"

Ling Feng glanced at him, and Jin Chen's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Again."

Ling Feng's voice wasn't loud, but all seven people looked up at the same time.

Zhao Tiezhu was the first to stand up, not because he was unconvinced, but because his eyes lit up.

"Holy Son, come again!" he roared.

Shen Han stood up without saying a word, but his eyes transformed back into those of a wolf.

"The tactics were correct; the mistake was that you targeted the wrong person."

Ling Feng said calmly, "Your target shouldn't be Xiaoxue and Jin Chen, it's me."

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

When they devised their tactics, they subconsciously avoided Ling Feng and focused their attention on Qian Renxue and Jin Chen.

Because they were afraid, afraid of Ling Feng's power.

"Again!" Zhao Tiezhu roared.

The seven people stood in formation again, and this time, all eyes were on Ling Feng.

Seven people, seven directions, seven kinds of attacks, all landed on Ling Feng at the same time.

There was no explosion, no roar. Ling Feng simply raised his right hand and waved it gently.

The seven attacks vanished simultaneously, as if they had never existed.

Seven people were sent flying backwards and crashed to the ground.

Ling Feng withdrew his hand, looked at them, and suddenly smiled.

"This time is better than before, at least you dared to hit me."

Zhao Tiezhu lay on the ground, panting heavily, when suddenly he laughed.

"Holy Son, are you praising us or scolding us?"

Ling Feng did not answer, but simply looked at them with a gentle gaze.

"Two months from now, you will be standing on the arena of Tiandou City."

"You will face stronger opponents, more complex tactics, and more dire situations than you do today. But remember today—"

He said, enunciating each word clearly: "If you dare to hit me, what else wouldn't you dare to do?"

"From now on, always remember one thing: a true strongman should throw a punch at an even stronger one."

"No strong person ever becomes strong by bullying the weak; they will inevitably become stronger when faced with strong opponents."

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned.

Shen Han was stunned.

Liu Ruyan was stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Chapter 102 Gu Yuena Awakens

Then, Zhao Tiezhu got up and bowed deeply to Ling Feng.

"Understood."

The other six people also got up and bowed in unison.

"Understood!"

Ling Feng nodded and turned to walk out of the training ground.

Qian Renxue and Jin Chen followed behind.

After walking quite a distance, Jin Chen couldn't help but ask, "Boss, were you holding back just now? With your strength, you could have taken them all down in one move."

Ling Feng shook his head: "There's no need."

Jin Chen scratched his head: "Then why did you still fight them?"

Ling Feng was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Let them know that they still have a long way to go."

"Let them know how far they can go."

Jin Chen nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Qian Renxue whispered from the side, "After today, they will be even stronger."

Ling Feng nodded: "Yes."

Behind them, shouts and the booming sounds of exploding soul skills echoed from the training ground.

Those were Zhao Tiezhu and his group, training again. They weren't forced; it was voluntary.

As the sun set, it bathed the entire Spirit City in gold. Ling Feng stopped and looked back.

Two months later, in Tiandou City.

The All-Continent Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies.

That will be their stage to prove themselves.

And he will stand behind them, watching them shine.

Meanwhile, in the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest.

The waters of the Lake of Life are clearer than ever before, the surface as calm as a mirror, reflecting the starlight.

Deep beneath the lake, an aura that has slumbered for millennia is slowly awakening.

Di Tian knelt by the lake, his golden vertical pupils lowered, motionless.

He has been kneeling here for three days and three nights.

Behind him, the ten ferocious beasts, including Biji, Xiong Jun, and Wan Yao Wang, all knelt on the ground, and not one of them dared to utter a sound.

Ripples spread across the lake. At first, they were just tiny ripples, but they gradually spread and became more and more intense.

The lake water began to churn, as if something was about to rise from the bottom of the lake.

Di Tian's body trembled slightly, not from fear, but from excitement.

After ten thousand years, she finally awoke.

A silver beam of light shot out from the bottom of the lake and soared into the sky.

The entire Star Dou Great Forest trembled, and countless soul beasts lay prostrate on the ground, shivering.

That was the pressure emanating from the depths of the soul, the pressure of the Lord of Soul Beasts.

The silver light gradually faded, and a figure slowly rose from the lake.

It was a young girl, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with long silver hair that reached her ankles and shimmered faintly in the moonlight.

Her appearance was stunning, like a moon goddess descended to earth, but her eyes were cold, vertical pupils, silver, devoid of any emotion.

Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena.

She walked across the lake, each step leaving a silver ripple beneath her feet.

Di Tian lowered his head deeply, his forehead touching the ground.

"My lord, you are awake."

Gu Yuena didn't look at him; her gaze passed over him and landed in the distance.

That's the direction of Wuhun City, brightly lit.

"How long have I slept?"

"a thousand years."

Gu Yuena was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "Ten thousand years... have humans become the masters of this continent?"

Di Tian said in a low voice, "Yes, human soul masters are all over the continent, and have established empires and sects."

"The living space of soul beasts has been compressed to the Star Dou Great Forest and the far north."

Gu Yuena didn't speak, but just quietly looked into the distance.

Those silver, vertical pupils revealed no emotion.

"You messaged me before, saying you'd found an interesting human?"

Di Tian's body trembled slightly, and he quickly replied, "Yes. Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Qian Gu Ling Feng."

"Twelve years old, level seventy Soul Saint, sixth Soul Ring 230,000 years old, sacrificed by Dark Demon Evil God Tiger."

"He has dragon blood in his body, and his martial souls are the Dark Holy Dragon and the Light Holy Dragon."

Gu Yuena finally lowered her head and glanced at him. "Continue."

Di Tiandao said, "This child has amazing talent. He awakened at the age of six, became a Soul Emperor at the age of eleven, and a Soul Saint at the age of twelve."