At this time, inside the clothing store in the alley.
The air seemed to thicken and coagulate gradually.
Luo Yu appeared unaffected, bathed in the Nine-Colored Divine Light, silently exuding an inviolable majesty with the Dragon God Phantom displaying its domineering and vast aura behind him.
This strength from the Martial Soul, constantly surging out, spread over the entire room.
It made the three girls and owner feel immensely oppressed, even their breathing felt heavy.
The owner was hiding behind the counter, dumbfounded.
He thought the girl who had just revealed three Soul Rings was already of an Evil Spirit Grade existence, but he never expected the real powerhouse had only just begun to erupt.
Without even making a move, the sheer presence alone had already suppressed that previously proud and aggressive girl to the point of losing all her spirit.
The owner's mentality began to crumble.
What kind of virtue and ability do I have?
I'm just a clothes seller, why are you, my ancestors, stirring up trouble here?
Even the weakest among you, I cannot afford to provoke... I'm in tears!
The owner silently prayed that these several "little ancestors" would not start a fight in his store.
If something were damaged, he wouldn't dare ask them for compensation.
A small business like his couldn't sustain losses; he was just a commoner, with a big family depending on his shop's business.
Compared to the store owner's nervousness, Ning Rongrong was in a state of continuous shock, her rosy lips agape, shaken by Luo Yu's formidable aura, despite her family background.
What kind of celestial luck is this?
To haphazardly find someone to help, only to have such terrifying capabilities?
Ning Rongrong felt somewhat dreamy, questioning if she was still not fully awake.
With her discerning eyes, she could tell a lot from the details.
The man might look average, but his Martial Soul and aura were no joke.
Even within the sect, she had never seen such a young master before.
That was terrifying; the man who stood up for her, what kind of background did he have!
How could someone of ordinary heritage possibly possess such strength and talent?
Could it be that for all those years she had been deceived by her father, and the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect wasn't actually one of the upper three families, just an ordinary sect?
Otherwise, how to explain that she randomly encountered someone outside who possessed the terrifying strength to overwhelm all disciples within her sect? It was too absurd.
Ning Rongrong, with her family background and Martial Soul Talent, was of the highest caliber; naturally, she was somewhat proud, and few among her peers could catch her eye.
The talents within her sect were not mediocre, but she felt they were just so-so, nothing to spark her interest, and that life felt mundane, which is why she sneaked out from home.
She hadn't expected to find such a big surprise in such a small place as Soto City.
Her beautiful, curly eyelashes flickered as her gaze, filled with curiosity and the desire to explore, meticulously observed the man in front of her.
As for the annoyance with Dugu Yan that had just occurred, she temporarily cast it aside.
Luo Yu slowly took a step forward.
His footsteps were clearly light, yet Dugu Yan felt as if a mountain were pressing down on her, her Jade Phosphor Serpent Martial Soul constantly wailing, conveying the desire to flee from this place.
"How can this be!"
Dugu Yan's heart plunged into severe self-doubt, this kind of crushing feeling was a first in her life.
Her Jade Phosphor Serpent Martial Soul was not some weak Martial Soul, it was within the ranks of top-tier Martial Souls, so how could it be so pathetically suppressed by the opponent's Martial Soul, without a single hint of desire to resist?
She had never felt such a blood-curdling fear even when facing The Number One Beast Spirit in the World, the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon.
"You... What kind of Martial Soul is that?"
"Why is it so frightening!"
Dugu Yan's teeth chattered as she looked at the man with terror, especially his Martial Soul behind him.
Actually, she had been clamping her long, snowy legs together in secret, desperately controlling her knees from shaking; otherwise, she would have already kneeled under the pressure from the superior presence.
Facing the woman's question, Luo Yu shook his head slightly and said indifferently, "Didn't you just say that the weak have no right to speak to you as equals?"
"Do you think now——"
"I am qualified!"
"Boom!"
Luo Yu's Dragon God Martial Soul Embodiment activated, his bones cracking and popping with explosive sounds, his muscles, hard as diamond, bulging rapidly, his skin shimmered with a treasured glow, emanating a faint lustre intertwined with the dark red power of qi and blood.
"Crack."
The Jade Phosphor Serpent Martial Soul wailed as it instantly shattered and dissipated.
Dugu Yan grimaced, a sweet and fishy taste rising in her throat, her face pale as gold paper.
A bitter taste welled up in her mouth, leaving her without words to answer the man's question.
Had she been too arrogant?
No, that wasn't it.
The Imperial Fighting Team had been in Soto City's grand soul fighting arena for so long and had crushed whichever teams they encountered, winning so much that she naturally thought there was no one in Soto City to match them, leading to her growing pride.
However, the man's overpowering pressure was a blow to her head, snapping her back to a sober clarity she couldn't ignore.
Dugu Yan took a deep breath, retaining her last shred of pride, and said,
"I'm willing to acknowledge your strength."
"But you can't lay a hand on me today, my fiancé is the young clan leader of the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan, and my grandfather is a Titled Douluo!"
"I can't lay a hand on you?"
Luo Yu slowly shook his head, then his gaze abruptly focused.
"Boom!"
The floor of the store instantly burst apart, leaving two deep footprints.
A nine-colored shadow flashed past.
Dugu Yan vanished from her spot, whisked away.
With a crash, the walls of the clothing store trembled.
"Yan Yan!!" Ye Lingling called out anxiously, worried; the man's movements were too fast for her to intervene.
At this moment, Luo Yu was like a ferocious beast, his large hand gripping Dugu Yan's fair neck tightly, pinning her against the wall, behind her a web of cracks spread.
"I'm sorry, I don't like being threatened."
"Moreover, this Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan and Poison Douluo you are relying on, they are nothing in my eyes."
Dugu Yan's pupils dilated abruptly, her fair face flushed red, overwhelmed by Dragon Might, unable to muster any strength, her hands with jade-green nails hanging helplessly by her sides, her sexy leather outfit covered in dust.
The feeling of asphyxiation made it difficult for her to breathe, fearing that the man's hand would only need to exert a little more pressure for her to die, and the fear of death welled up from the depths of her heart.
"I..."
"Was wrong."
She struggled to raise her limp arms, clinging to the man's body, her beautiful eyes pleading as they started to roll back, her consciousness beginning to fade.
All of a sudden, Luo Yu withdrew his hand.
Dugu Yan felt like she had been given a new lease on life, greedily gasping for fresh air, not caring at all about the finger marks on her snow-white neck.
Frightened, she stared at the man, not doubting for a second that if she had refused to yield and dared to continue threatening him a moment before, he would have killed her.
"Where did you go wrong?" Luo Yu asked.
Dugu Yan, still shaken, replied, "It was my fault for being blind and not recognizing who I should not have provoked."
Luo Yu's eyes flashed, and Dugu Yan trembled as she quickly added, "I...I shouldn't have stolen someone else's dress."
Luo Yu shook his head, "That's still not it."
Dugu Yan's face went white, her heart racing with panic.
Her back was drenched with sweat, yet she couldn't figure out what he meant, her beautiful eyes revealing a plea, begging the man to let her go…