Soul Land 3: Legend Of The Dragon King

Compared to his original style of battle, that simple punch that he had unleashed was already a clear improvement that heralded his rise to the top.

In the distance, Tang Wulin slowly clambered to his feet. At this moment, his entire body felt extremely heavy, as if there were a massive mountain weighing down upon his chest.

What dense soul power! This was probably what it actually felt like to be struck by a mountain!

He had faced many Limit Douluos in the past, including even quasigods like Infernal King Douluo Harosha, but this was the first time he had encountered one with such incredible strength.

This made him realize that his own strength was still far from reaching the peak.

His Golden Dragon King bloodline was fluctuating violently, as if it were under immense pressure, and even his 14th Golden Dragon King seal had become slightly cracked. This was the proud Golden Dragon King's instinctive response to being provoked.

This elderly man was at least a demigod, and he was most likely even more powerful than the Amorous Douluo and Heartless Douluo; perhaps his powers were comparable to those of the Boundless Ocean Douluo.

Tang Wulin began to make his way back to everyone else, and initially, his body was slightly hunched over. However, as he took one step after another, a peculiar scene began to unfold. A layer of golden light gradually rose up from his body before gradually glowing brighter and brighter, and during this process, his back gradually straightened as a determined look appeared in his eyes.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened upon seeing this. He had just been struck by the elderly man's immovable pillar, yet he was still able to walk and looked as if he hadn't even sustained any injuries.

He had no choice but to admit that he really was no match for this young man.

What was going on with the youngsters these days? Were they determined to upstage the older generation? What a bunch of freaks!

The elderly man looked on at Tang Wulin's approaching figure, and he nodded as he said, "Yuanen is very fortunate to have friends like you."

He very rarely praised anyone in his life, and his entourage were all stunned to hear this. It seemed that the last person that the elderly man praised was Yuanen Yehui's father, and that had happened several decades ago!

Ever since that event, the elderly man had never praised anyone else, nor did he ever smile again. However, he was now praising an outsider and involving Yuanen in his praise as well.

Yuanen Yehui was just as astonished to see this. In her memory, her grandfather had always been stubborn, dogmatic, and completely emotionless, to the extent that he didn't even seem human anymore.

Was this man really still her grandfather?

Of course, she had never been willing to admit that she had such a grandfather.

Finally, Tang Wulin returned to his original spot. At this point, golden scales had already appeared all over his body, and he raised his right hand, upon which his Golden Dragon Spear appeared amid a flash of golden light. He couldn't hold back any longer, even if it meant exposing himself to Lan Fuozi. If he didn't use his weapon, he had no confidence in his own ability to withstand the elderly man's next two attacks.

If he had a choice, he would rather face Holy Dragon Douluo En Ci, Amorous Douluo Zang Xin, or even Light Dark Douluo Long Yeyue than this elderly man.

That wasn't to say that he was more powerful than all three of them; it was just that his absolute strength was exerting crushing pressure upon Tang Wulin.

However, with this immense pressure came motivation in equal measure, and he knew that facing such an opponent would benefit him immensely in his development. That punch he had just unleashed embodied the return to simplicity he had been searching for. Of course, it would take more time for him to master this concept, but at the very least, he was on the right track.

He had integrated all of his abilities and assets, including his Bluesilver Emperor, Golden Dragon King bloodline, Golden Dragon Spear, and spiritual power.

What he wanted to achieve the most was the same feeling as the elderly man's immovable pillar. Of course, he didn't want the exact same ability, but he wanted to achieve the same thing in principle.

As such, that finger strike had not only been instructional to Yuanen Yehui, he had also benefited immensely from witnessing it.

However, after withstanding the first attack, Tang Wulin knew that he couldn't replicate what he had done for a second time. This elderly man was extremely determined to take Yuanen Yehui away, so Tang Wulin would have to draw upon even more power to withstand this second attack.

Thus, he slowly raised his Golden Dragon Spear, and the golden light around him faded while the Golden Dragon Spear darkened in color.

The elderly man appraised Tang Wulin with an intense gaze, and announced, "Second attack."

As soon as his voice trailed off, he abruptly stepped forward and sent a palm crashing down upon Tang Wulin.

The attack was still as simple as ever, but from Tang Wulin's perspective, it felt as if the entire sky were falling upon his head.

He felt like he was facing the entire world, rather than just a single person.

His breathing was instantly cut off, and he was being crushed by enormous pressure.

This was the true power of a strength-type Limit Douluo; there was clearly no change in gravity, but Tang Wulin was left feeling impossibly heavy.

None of the spectators could feel the same pressure; only those who were above the Titled Douluo level or possessed sufficiently potent spiritual power could sense some of the pressure that was weighing down upon Tang Wulin.

Zang Xin's expression changed slightly, and he involuntarily took a small step toward Tang Wulin.

Would he be able to withstand such an attack?

Right at this moment, Tang Wulin suddenly let loose a thunderous roar, and his eyes turned crimson as a crimson-golden halo emerged beneath his feet. At the same time, his suit of three-word battle armor instantly appeared over his entire body.

His Dragon Moon Song battle armor was comprised of six-metal alloys, placing it far above normal suits of three-word battle armor.

He raised his Golden Dragon Spear before thrusting it upward, and at the same time, another spear appeared in his left hand amid a flash of white light.

With his left hand, he was unleashing Fury of the Masses, and with his right hand came Path of Regal Domination.

At the same time, the flow of time around Tang Wulin also suddenly changed. However, instead of being reversed, it had been accelerated.

Reversal of time was naturally very important in battle, but at times, a sudden acceleration in the passage of time could create an unexpected effect that could throw off his opponent's rhythm and timing.

Right at this moment, the two spears clashed with the descending palm.

"Bam!"

A palm-shaped crater with a diameter of 10 meters instantly appeared on the ground, and Tang Wulin abruptly vanished into the earth like a nail.

"Boss!"

"Captain!"

"Yu Longyue!"

Three cries of alarm rang out in unison from Xie Xie, Yuanen Yehui, and Lan Fuozi, respectively.

If it weren't for Zang Xin raising a hand to stop them, they would've already rushed toward Tang Wulin.

Meanwhile, the elderly man stood on the spot with a peculiar look on his face as he mused, "What a crafty little brat."

All of a sudden, a beam of golden light erupted out of the crater alongside a thunderous dragon's roar. Immediately thereafter, Tang Wulin flew out with his golden wings spread open, then landed on the ground nearby.