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Only then did Dai Chengfeng slowly draw his right fist to his waist. His entire demeanor suddenly changed, from the previous elusive state to one as stable as a mountain.
There was no soul light shining on his fist, yet it seemed to condense an incredibly terrifying power, causing the surrounding air to slightly distort.
At the instant the Thunder Dragon column was about to hit him, Dai Chengfeng threw a punch!
There was no earth-shattering roar, just a muffled sound like beating leather.
Dai Chengfeng's fist accurately struck the "dragon head" at the very front of the Thunder Dragon column!
The overwhelmingly violent thunder light seemed to hit an invisible barrier, abruptly halting its forward momentum.
Then, to Yu Tianheng and Liu Erlong's disbelief, the Thunder Dragon column that had condensed all of Yu Tianheng's strength began to shatter inch by inch from the point of contact with the fist, turning into scattered lightning in the sky, eventually completely vanishing.
And Dai Chengfeng still stood in place, his figure unmoved, not even lifting the hem of his clothes much.
He slowly retracted his fist, as if he had only done a trivial thing.
Inside the training ground, there was silence.
Yu Tianheng panted, kneeling on one knee, looking at Dai Chengfeng in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.
His strongest attack had been so casually... obliterated with a single punch?
Without even using any soul skill?
Liu Erlong also covered her lips with her hand, her beautiful eyes wide open.
She knew Dai Chengfeng was strong, but being this strong exceeded her imagination.
What kind of physical strength, what kind of ultimate control over power was this!
She asked herself, if she were at Dai Chengfeng's age, she probably wouldn't be able to withstand one punch from him...
Dai Chengfeng shook his wrist, looked at Yu Tianheng, and calmly said:
"The concept of the soul skill is good, combining the explosive force of thunder with the might of a dragon, pursuing ultimate destructive power."
"But, it has too many flaws."
"The concentration time is too long, the trajectory of the strike is too simple, and most importantly, in pursuit of power, you poured most of your soul power and focus into it, reducing your own defense to almost zero."
"If I hadn't broken the move just now but chosen to avoid it and attack you from the side, you would already be defeated."
Upon hearing this, Yu Tianheng felt as if struck by lightning. Upon careful recollection, cold sweat trickled down his back.
Indeed!
He had only thought about how to enhance the power of this move, neglecting the risks in actual combat and his own weaknesses.
"Thank you for your guidance, Uncle! Tianheng… understands!"
This "Uncle" was called with heartfelt sincerity, without any previous reluctance or testing.
At this moment, Dai Chengfeng's image in his heart had transformed from "that unknown man who appeared out of nowhere and took away my aunt," to an unfathomable powerhouse.
Dai Chengfeng walked up to him and extended his hand to help him up.
His palm was broad and powerful, warm to the touch, and when it landed on Yu Tianheng's shoulder, it carried a significant weight.
"The path of creating your own soul skills is difficult. You taking this step is already commendable."
Dai Chengfeng looked at him, his tone softening somewhat, "This 'Thunder Dragon Roar Breakthrough' has a solid foundation, initially fusing the ferocity of thunder with the imposing dragon form, and the direction is correct."
"In the future, work more on the speed of concentration, variation in attack trajectories, and your own protection during moves. It may well become your trump card."
A renewed light sparked in Yu Tianheng's eyes, and he nodded heavily:
"Yes! Tianheng will definitely remember!"
Dai Chengfeng slightly nodded, saying no more.
He had gained a lot today—up-close observation and personal experience of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul's dragon transformation secret technique, gaining critical insights into the essence of power flow and form changes.
These insights would be of great value to further develop his White Tiger martial soul, even exploring the commonalities and differences between two top-tier beast martial souls.
In passing, he also played the role of a "master teacher," offering some guidance to this proud nephew.
Seeing the transformation in Yu Tianheng's eyes from doubt, shock to complete belief, even with a hint of admiration, Dai Chengfeng was in quite a good mood.
He turned his head, looking toward Liu Erlong at the edge of the training ground.
Sunlight danced on her black hair, casting dazzling luster. A few strands of hair were lifted by the breeze, brushing against her fair cheek.
Today she wore a well-tailored dark red outfit, outlining her curvaceous figure. Her chest, slightly rising and falling from the shock, was particularly breathtaking.
The corners of Dai Chengfeng's mouth slowly curled into a familiar, teasing smile.
He stepped forward, walking towards Liu Erlong.
As Liu Erlong watched him approach, her heartbeat inexplicably skipped a beat.
Dai Chengfeng stopped three steps in front of Liu Erlong.
At this distance, she could clearly see her reflection in his deep purple eyes and smell the scent of faint sweat and sunlight on him.
Liu Erlong instinctively wanted to take half a step back, but her feet felt nailed to the ground.
"How about it, Erlong?"
Dai Chengfeng spoke, his voice lower than when he was guiding Yu Tianheng, carrying a unique magnetism, "Am I doing a decent job as an uncle?"
He deliberately emphasized the word "uncle," and the mischievous laughter in his eyes almost overflowed.
Liu Erlong came to her senses, meeting his gaze which seemed to see through her heart. Her cheeks involuntarily flushed.
She feigned calmness, snorted unhappily, turned her head away, and deliberately spoke in a cold tone:
"Passable, I suppose."
Though she said so, her slightly reddened earlobes and evasive eyes betrayed her inner turmoil.
Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly.
Suddenly, he stepped forward, closing the distance between them to less than a foot.
Liu Erlong could even feel the airflow from his breath brushing past the strands of hair on her forehead.
"Just because of strength?"
Dai Chengfeng leaned slightly, approaching her ear, lowering his voice, the heat almost brushing her sensitive earlobe.
"You were so engrossed just now, not blinking once. What were you looking at? Hmm?"
The final "Hmm" was drawn out, with unmasked provocation.
Liu Erlong trembled, feeling small electric currents running throughout her body from her earlobe.
She sharply turned her head back, glaring at Dai Chengfeng, her beautiful eyes filled with mixed feelings of embarrassment and panic, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on:
"You... what nonsense are you spouting!"
"I was... observing your fighting style, learning and drawing inspiration! Who was looking at you!"
"Oh?"
Dai Chengfeng raised an eyebrow, not retreating but instead moving closer.
His gaze slowly moved from her widened eyes, filled with anger, drifting past her upturned nose, finally landing on her slightly parted, trembling red lips stirred by excitement.
Those full, plump lips glowed with healthy color, quivering invitingly.
"Learning and drawing inspiration, huh..."
He repeated leisurely, his gaze lingering on her lips, "Well, have you learned anything? Do you need... this 'uncle' to personally, hand-in-hand, more deeply... teach you?"
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