The image of a huge Golden Dragon appeared behind Lu Yuan's back, and diamond-shaped scales appeared on both sides of his face. Two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, shone with dazzling light, and a huge dragon's aura filled the air.
After Lu Yuan's Golden Dragon bloodline had awakened, the aura of the Golden Dragon had become even stronger. Furthermore, with Lu Yuan's Rank 28 soul power, the aura of the Golden Dragon was many times stronger than it was three years ago.
Under this pressure, the Grandmaster's body trembled slightly.
The Grandmaster's martial soul, Luo Sanpao, was a martial soul formed after the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon failed to mutate into a Golden Holy Dragon. Although he grew up to look like a pig, he had the bloodline of a dragon.
There was almost no dragon martial soul that could not be suppressed by the Golden Dragon.
Even if the Grandmaster's martial soul had completed its evolution and become a Golden Holy Dragon, it could only crawl in front of Lu Yuan's Golden Dragon. In the Douluo Continent, besides the Dragon God and the Gold and Silver Dragon King, the only other dragon martial soul that could compare to the Golden Dragon was the Silver Dragon.
The Golden Dragon was the descendant of the Golden Dragon King, so the Silver Dragon was naturally the descendant of the Silver Dragon King.
Of course, this descendant was not born from the Silver Dragon King, but was created from the Silver Dragon King's bloodline. According to the storyline, the Silver Dragon King was still a master.
Cough cough!
I've digressed.
Under Lu Yuan's aura, the Grandmaster and Luo Sanpao inside his body trembled. The intense dragon's aura made the Grandmaster's legs go soft.
"Obuchi, are you really Rank 28?" The Grandmaster supported himself with a chair to support his body. Under the situation where they were both dragon martial souls, the suppression of the Golden Dragon was too great.
Lu Yuan nodded and said, "Rank 28 in three years. It's still a little slow."
His tone seemed to carry a trace of regret.
The Grandmaster's mouth twitched. He finally knew what it meant to be pretentious, but it did not feel good to be pretentious.
Just now, he had said that Tang San had already broken through Rank 20, and wanted to show off in front of Lu Yuan. After all, Lu Yuan didn't take him as his master, and missed out on a Martial Soul Master like the Golden Dragon, so he was a little unhappy.
In the end, Lu Yuan gave him a huge counterattack in the blink of an eye. Not only had he broken through to become a Soul Grandmaster, but he was also a Rank 28 Soul Grandmaster, and his second soul ring was even a thousand-year one.
How were they supposed to compete? Tang San's Blue Silver Grass' two yellow souls were comparable?
Or should he compare them with Twin Martial Souls?
Although Twin Martial Souls were rare, the Golden Dragon was also a legendary Martial Soul. It was unbelievably powerful. If Tang San didn't have the Clear Sky Hammer, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to pick up the Golden Dragon's worn shoes with just his Bluesilver Grass.
"The Golden Dragon is indeed a legendary Martial Spirit!" The Grandmaster sighed and looked a little dejected.
Originally, the Grandmaster was still a little happy to accept Tang San, a Twin Martial Soul Master, as his disciple. But now that he saw Lu Yuan's soul ring combination and rank, the Grandmaster instantly felt that Tang San didn't seem to be that good anymore.
Although Tang San had Twin Martial Souls, even if he grew up, could he really defeat a freak with a Golden Dragon Martial Soul and a soul ring combination that exceeded the best?
The Grandmaster felt that there was a question mark.
"Hehe!" Hearing the Grandmaster's sigh, Lu Yuan smiled faintly.
Speaking of which, the Grandmaster in the original work was really a bit like a protagonist. It could be said that apart from his strength, he really had all the advantages.
The Sea God was his disciple, Shrek's Seven Monsters were taught by him, and the Pope of the Martial Soul Palace, Rakshasa God, was his confidante. He also had a younger sister who had always loved him. No matter who won or lost in the end, the Grandmaster would definitely profit.
Apart from his strength being a little weaker and his appearance being a little shabby, he really didn't have any flaws.
But in this life, the Grandmaster wasn't so lucky.
Because he, Lu Yuan, was here.
The Grandmaster should obediently spend the rest of his life with that Pig Martial Soul of his. Bibidon and him were not fated.
And with him around, the Martial Soul Palace was destined to unify the continent. So what if Tang San was the Son of the Plane? He still had to crawl under his feet.
According to the description of the Douluo Continent's No.3, the ruler of the Douluo Continent's Plane was only a Level One God. It was far inferior to the Divine King. Every Divine King in the Divine Realm had the strength to easily destroy the Douluo Continent. With Lu Yuan's talent and the help of the system, he didn't believe that he couldn't even become a Divine King in the end.
As long as he had the strength to transcend the plane, so what if Tang San was the Son of the Plane? He could still kill him if he wanted to.
He didn't care about others, but nothing must happen to Chihiro Snow, Hu Lena, and Bibidon. Whoever dared to make a move on them, he would kill them.
Withdrawing his Martial Soul, the Golden Dragon's pressure began to dissipate.
The Grandmaster sat down on a chair, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
Sensing the soulforce coming from Lu Yuan, the Grandmaster could tell that Lu Yuan's soulforce was at the rank of twenty-eight. Furthermore, the soulforce coming from Lu Yuan's soulforce was even stronger than the average Soul Exalt. As expected of a beast soul of the highest quality, the Golden Dragon was truly powerful.
The Grandmaster looked at the high-spirited Lu Yuan and sighed in his heart. With such great talent, why didn't he acknowledge me as his master?
If I had him, my theories would definitely be famous in the continent in the future. No one would look down on me, Yu Xiaogang. But it's a pity that I still missed the opportunity!
The Grandmaster's thoughts raced.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside.
Lu Yuan glanced outside. It was a boy about 1.5 meters tall with an ordinary face. It was very obvious that it was Tang San.
Tang San's appearance hadn't changed much. He definitely couldn't be considered handsome. Compared to Lu Yuan, the difference was like heaven and earth. Lu Yuan's handsomeness surpassed almost all the men in the entire Douluo Continent. Otherwise, why would Chihiro Snow and Hu Lena both fall in love with him?
At least, that was what Lu Yuan thought.
"Teacher!" Tang San bowed to the Grandmaster, then turned to Lu Yuan with a puzzled expression. "You are?"
They had some contact three years ago, but after three years, Lu Yuan had changed so much that Tang San couldn't recognize him.
"He is Lu Yuan!" the Grandmaster said.
"Lu Yuan?" Tang San looked carefully and said, "Lu Yuan, you've changed so much!"
Lu Yuan's height was close to 1.7 meters, almost a head taller than Tang San. It was no wonder that Tang San couldn't recognize him.
"Little Three, long time no see!" Lu Yuan smiled.
"Long time no see!" Tang San also had a smile on his face. Three years ago, his relationship with Lu Yuan was quite good.
But what he didn't know was that the current Lu Yuan was no longer the Lu Yuan of Notting Academy three years ago.
They chatted again, and Tang San suddenly said, "Obuchi, we haven't seen each other for three years. How about we spar?" After being defeated by Lu Yuan three years ago, Tang San had been working hard to cultivate, wanting to get back at him. In the end, Lu Yuan disappeared.
Three years later, Lu Yuan returned. Tang San also wanted to defeat Lu Yuan to prove his strength.
"Little Three …" The Grandmaster wanted to stop him. After all, he already knew that Lu Yuan's Soul Power had reached Rank 28, and it was a combination of yellow and purple Soul Rings. In addition, the Golden Dragon Martial Soul was very powerful. It was almost impossible for Little Three to win.
"Okay!" Before the Grandmaster could finish speaking, Lu Yuan interrupted him. Since Tang San had delivered himself to his doorstep, he didn't mind hitting the sandbag again.
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