"Boom!" The Blue Emperor Fury of the Masses clashed with Tong Yu's fists, and he was sent flying even higher up into the air.
A series of Bluesilver Emperor vines then immediately erupted forth to form a giant net that swept toward him. At the same time, a resounding dragon's roar rang out from the center of the Bluesilver Emperor vines, and a giant golden dragon emerged.
In contrast with Goldsong, this golden dragon had a pair of wings and was over 30 meters in length. As soon as it appeared, the entire sports stadium was instantly basked in a golden radiance.
It was as if countless giant dragons were roaring in unison, and the peerlessly powerful blood essence fluctuations radiating from Tang Wulin's body struck all of the dragon-type Soul Masters present with an intense sense of pressure.
To put it more accurately, all Soul Masters with beast martial souls were struck by the urge to bow down in subordination as if they had met their ruler, and there was no room for any emotions in their hearts other than fear and reverence.
Fox King Su Mu sat bolt upright on the rostrum upon seeing this. Back when he had faced Tang Wulin during the youth tournament, he had initially gained the upper hand, only to be defeated due to the blood oppression that Tang Wulin was able to exert upon him.
After so many years had passed, Tang Wulin's bloodline aura had become countless times more powerful, and his Nine-tailed Fox bloodline was trembling in his veins.
The protective barrier should've been able to filter out all types of energy fluctuations, including bloodline auras, so could it be that the reaction he was displaying was in response to just the sound alone? Was Tang Wulin truly already this powerful?
As one of the Eight Monster Kings, he and all of the other kings had a virtually blind and unconditional confidence in Long Yue, but for the first time, Su Mu was beginning to wonder whether Long Yue would still be a match for Tang Wulin.
Tang Wulin was truly far too powerful. He had secured two consecutive victories in the Trial of Five Gods, and both of his opponents had been at or above the Titled Douluo level. Su Mu really didn't want to admit it, but he was feeling completely inferior and defeated in the face of Tang Wulin. How was he supposed to overcome an opponent like this? They weren't even on the same level anymore!
The thunderous dragon's roar had stunned the entire stadium, but all of the high-grade Soul Masters present were more astonished by the form that Tang Wulin was currently displaying.
Those massive powerful vines were undoubtedly an extension of his martial soul true body, but what was that giant golden dragon? It definitely wasn't a soul spirit as it
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