Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 606 The Power of a Single Punch Shocks Liu Erlong
Dai Chengfeng slowly brought his right fist to his waist, and his aura suddenly changed, from being unpredictable to being as steady as a mountain.

His fist did not shimmer with soul light, but it seemed to condense an incredibly terrifying power, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.

Just as the pillar of lightning was about to strike him, Dai Chengfeng unleashed a punch!
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a dull sound like the cracking of leather.

Dai Chengfeng's fist struck precisely between the eyebrows of the "dragon head" at the very tip of the Thunder Dragon Light Pillar!
The raging lightning seemed to have struck an invisible barrier, its advance halted abruptly.

Immediately afterward, to the disbelief of Yu Tianheng and Liu Erlong, the pillar of lightning that had gathered all of Yu Tianheng's power shattered inch by inch from the point of contact with his fist, turning into scattered lightning that eventually vanished completely.

Dai Chengfeng remained standing in the same spot, his body completely still, not even the hem of his clothes was stirred.

He slowly withdrew his fist, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

The training ground was completely silent.

Yu Tianheng, panting heavily, knelt on the ground, looking at Dai Chengfeng in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment.

His strongest attack was so easily...shattered by a single punch from his opponent?

They didn't even use their soul skills?
Liu Erlong also covered her red lips, her beautiful eyes wide open.

She knew Dai Chengfeng was strong, but to this extent was beyond her imagination.

What incredible physical strength, what ultimate control over power!
She wondered to herself, if she were Dai Chengfeng's age, she probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single punch from him...

Dai Chengfeng flicked his wrist, looked at Yu Tianheng, and said calmly:

"The concept of the soul skill is good, combining the explosive power of thunder with the might of a dragon, pursuing the ultimate single-target destructive power."

"However, the flaws are too great."

"The condensation time is too long, the attack trajectory is too singular, and most importantly, in pursuit of power, you have poured most of your soul power and mental energy into it, causing your own defense to drop to zero."

"If I hadn't countered your move, but instead chosen to dodge and then attack you from the side, you would already be defeated by now."

Upon hearing this, Yu Tianheng was struck dumb. After carefully recalling the events, he broke out in a cold sweat.

It does!

He was so focused on how to increase the power of this move that he ignored the risks in actual combat and his own weaknesses.

"Thank you for your guidance, Uncle! Tianheng...I have learned a lot!"

This time, the address of "uncle" was heartfelt and sincere, without any trace of the previous reluctance or probing.

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng's image in his mind had changed from "that strange man who appeared out of nowhere and abducted his aunt" to an unfathomable and powerful figure.

Dai Chengfeng walked up to him and reached out to help him up.

His hands were broad and strong, warm in the palm, and when they landed on Yu Tianheng's shoulder, they carried a heavy weight.

"The path to creating your own soul skills is difficult, and it is already remarkable that you have taken this step."

Dai Chengfeng looked at him, his tone softening slightly, "This 'Thunder Dragon Roar Break' has a very good foundation, initially integrating the ferocity of thunder with the pressure of the dragon form, the direction is correct."

"In the future, you should focus on improving your speed of attack, changes in attack trajectory, and self-defense when making moves. These may become your trump cards."

A light rekindled in Yu Tianheng's eyes, and he nodded emphatically:
"Yes! I will always remember this!"

Dai Chengfeng nodded slightly and said no more.

He gained a lot today—he observed and personally experienced the dragon transformation secret technique of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul up close, and gained a crucial understanding of the essence of its power circulation and form changes.

These insights are of great value to his further development of his White Tiger Martial Soul, and even to exploring the commonalities and differences between the two top-tier beast Martial Souls.

Incidentally, he also acted as a "master teacher," giving some pointers to his proud and arrogant nephew.

Seeing the transformation in Yu Tianheng's eyes—from doubt and shock to complete conviction and even a touch of admiration—Dai Chengfeng felt quite pleased. He turned to look at Liu Erlong at the edge of the training ground.

Sunlight shone on her long black hair, making it sparkle with a dazzling luster. A few strands of hair were lifted by the breeze and brushed against her fair cheek.

Today she was dressed in a dark red, form-fitting outfit, the tailored cut highlighting her alluring curves. Her chest, rising and falling slightly in shock, was even more breathtaking.

A familiar, slightly mocking smile slowly crept onto Dai Chengfeng's lips.

He took a step and walked towards Liu Erlong.

As Liu Erlong watched him approach, her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Dai Chengfeng stopped three steps in front of Liu Erlong.

From this distance, I could clearly see my reflection in his deep purple eyes, and smell the masculine scent emanating from him, a mixture of faint sweat and sunshine.

Liu Erlong instinctively wanted to take a half step back, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground.

"How is it, Erlong?"

Dai Chengfeng spoke, his voice a few decibels lower than when he was instructing Yu Tianheng, yet carrying a unique magnetism, "Am I a competent uncle-in-law?"

He deliberately emphasized the words "uncle" slightly, and the mischievous smile in his eyes almost overflowed.

Liu Erlong snapped out of her daze and met his eyes, which seemed to see right through people. Her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.

She forced herself to remain calm, gave a curt snort, turned her head away, and deliberately spoke in a cold tone:
"Just so-so."

Even so, her slightly reddened ears and her shifty eyes, which dared not meet Dai Chengfeng's gaze, betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly.

He suddenly took a step forward, and the distance between them instantly shrank to less than a foot.

Liu Erlong could even feel the airflow from his breathing brushing against the hair on her forehead.

"Just because they're strong?"

Dai Chengfeng leaned slightly closer to her ear, lowered his voice, and his hot breath almost sprayed onto her sensitive earlobe.

"What were you looking at so intently just now, without even blinking? Hmm?"

The last "hmm" was drawn out, carrying an undisguised provocation.

Liu Erlong shuddered, as if a tiny electric current was coursing through his body from his earlobe.

She whirled around, glaring at Dai Chengfeng, her beautiful eyes filled with a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and panic, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"You...what are you talking nonsense about?"

"I was... I was observing your fighting style, learning from it! Who was looking at you!"

"Oh?"

Dai Chengfeng raised an eyebrow, but instead of backing away, he moved even closer.

His gaze slowly moved down from her wide, embarrassed eyes, past the tip of her pert nose, and finally landed on her slightly parted red lips, which were trembling with excitement.

Her lips were full and plump, with a healthy sheen, and trembled slightly, making them extremely alluring.

"Learn from and draw inspiration from it..."

He repeated slowly, his gaze lingering on her lips, "So, have you learned it? Do you need... your uncle to teach you more thoroughly, step by step?"

(End of this chapter)