A flash of surprise crossed Titan's eyes. Looking at the young man in front of him, he couldn't help but admire, "This young man is truly outstanding."
At this moment, Titan was a bit hesitant. Since even ninety percent of his soul power couldn't secure a victory, he could only unleash all of his soul power. However, this power was too great, and if he wasn't careful, he might accidentally crush Chen Feng to death.
This young man was really too outstanding. Precisely because of this, he definitely couldn't let him go. If he couldn't get him to join, then he could only destroy him.
With these thoughts in mind, Titan's gaze gradually focused. The air around his body fluctuated more violently, as if an invisible storm was gathering energy.
Titan's brows were tightly knitted, and his eyes sparkled with complex lights.
This young man named Chen Feng, with the potential and tenacity he had shown, made Titan both pleasantly surprised and wary.
Titan knew that if he couldn't bring this power under his command, then for the safety of the sect, he had to destroy it with his own hands.
A majestic soul power slowly rose from his body. The surrounding air seemed to be compressed by this force, making crackling sounds.
Chen Feng felt the oppressive feeling that was constantly rising from Titan, and his mind involuntarily tensed up.
He was aware of the gap in soul power between himself and Titan. Taking a deep breath, he made a decision in his heart - it was time to reveal his hidden trump card, the second martial spirit hidden deep in his soul.
At this critical moment, seven bright streamers suddenly streaked across the sky. Like gorgeous rainbows, they spanned the firmament and rushed straight towards Chen Feng.
At the same time, a deep and powerful voice, like an ancient bell, resounded through the sky, echoing in every corner.
"Old ape, bullying the young with your seniority is not the act of a hero. We haven't met for years. Let's have a bout today."
Amidst the interlacing of light and shadow, three figures appeared in the center of the battlefield like phantoms. The one in the lead was an old man with a straight posture and sharp eyes, supporting two people with his left and right hands respectively.
On the right was a middle - aged man with an elegant temperament, holding a seven - colored pagoda in his hand. The pagoda emitted a flowing light, which echoed the seven - colored streamers on Chen Feng's body from afar, as if there was some mysterious connection between them.
When the three figures descended onto the battlefield like phantoms, Titan the Great Power God's pupils suddenly shrank, as if stabbed by a needle.
Although his body was as towering as a mountain, it seemed a bit stiff at this moment.
Despite his pride, Titan understood the weight of the three people in front of him, especially the old man holding the seven - colored pagoda. His presence was like a sharp sword hanging over his head, making people not dare to be careless in the slightest.
"I wonder who it is. So it's Bone Douluo and Sect Master Ning. I'm honored."
There was a hint of barely perceptible fear in Titan's voice.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong snorted coldly. His voice was like the cold wind in winter, piercing and sharp.
"Old ape, if you can withstand the pressure I release, I can let this matter go today."
His words carried an unshakable authority, as if giving an order rather than having a discussion.
As soon as the words fell, Bone Douluo released the pressure of a titled Douluo level. It was an invisible force, as heavy as a mountain, pressing straight towards Titan.
Titan's body trembled slightly. He knew that if he didn't resist this pressure head - on, what awaited him would be an even more severe test.
In the space intertwined with fighting spirit and soul power, Bone Douluo's figure was like a descending thunderbolt, carrying an irresistible majesty and power.
Although he was unwilling in his heart, he was also clear that in the face of these two powerful beings, he had to show sufficient respect and strength.
The pressure from Bone Douluo was like a giant dragon above the sky, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, roaring towards Titan.
This power was so strong that it could make the mountains and rivers change color. The air seemed to solidify, and every breath was so heavy that it was hard to draw.
However, under this violent force, Bone Douluo demonstrated astonishing control.
His soul power was like fine silk threads, precisely coiling around Titan without any leakage, so that the onlookers couldn't feel the slightest bit of oppression.
This exquisite control formed a sharp contrast with the scenes when Zhilin or Titan released pressure, where the aura was overflowing everywhere.
Titan, the tough guy who had always stood firm on the battlefield, was now experiencing unprecedented pressure.
His body seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand. Every muscle was trembling, and every drop of sweat reflected the struggle and resistance in his heart.
This was the strength of a Titled Douluo. Compared with a Soul Douluo, it was a world of difference.
In the center of the battlefield, Titan's figure was oppressed by an invisible giant hand. His knees began to tremble, as if bearing the weight of a thousand - jin boulder.
Sweat poured down like rain. His eyes flickered with unwillingness and struggle, but in the end, the irresistible force made his knees slowly bend until finally, he knelt down.
The direction he knelt was exactly facing Chen Feng.
This scene, like a frozen picture, made the air in the entire venue freeze.
The originally noisy audience suddenly fell into a deathly silence. Then, exclamations surged like a tide, resounding through the sky.
Chen Feng, this young man, in the face of Titan's intimidating power, was as stable as a mountain, immovable.
And Titan, the Douluo known for his strength, under the pressure of Bone Douluo, seemed so fragile, like a reed easily broken by the strong wind.
Was this the true strength of a Titled Douluo? It was terrifying!
The discussions among the crowd rose and fell. The prestige of a Titled Douluo, at this moment, was like a thunderclap, shaking everyone's hearts.
"So a Titled Douluo is actually this strong!"
Zhao Wuji stared at the shocking scene in the arena, his heart in turmoil.
He couldn't help but recall the thrilling day when Chen Feng was taken away by Dugu Bo. At that time, Chen Feng was only in his thirties in terms of level. Facing Dugu Bo, a Titled Douluo, he was like an ant facing a giant dragon.
However, Chen Feng not only miraculously survived from the clutches of the Poison Douluo but also, with his eloquence, persuaded the cold - blooded Poison Douluo to become a consultant of Shrek Academy.
All this was like a fairy tale, yet it happened right in front of his eyes.
An indescribable sense of pride and gratitude welled up in Zhao Wuji's heart.
A proud smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. He secretly rejoiced in his heart, "Fortunately, this kid Chen Feng is a member of our Shrek Academy. He's one of us."
This sense of pride, like strong liquor, fermented in Zhao Wuji's heart, making him feel an unprecedented intoxication.
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