Watching the golden dragon scale pattern appear first on Wang Lin's forearm and gradually spread over Wang Lin's entire right arm, Long Xiaoyao said in a deep voice.
"Hold on, Little Linzi, there's nothing unusual!"
Hearing Long Xiaoyao's voice, Wang Lin, enduring the pain, immediately focused entirely on accelerating the rate of soul power to fuse the soul bone.
The Golden Dragon bone, which seemed to be forged from gold, looked as if it were being disassembled. More than half of it had already disappeared. The small dots of golden luminescence integrated into the skin surface of Wang Lin's right arm.
At the same time, the dragon's might on the soul bone began to transfer to Wang Lin's body. The faint dragon's might even caused Long Xiaoyao's martial soul to stir restlessly.
"Worthy of being the Ancestor of Strength!" Long Xiaoyao couldn't help but praise, feeling the dragon's might, which was higher in rank than his own.
Dense fine sweat appeared on Wang Lin's body surface. He looked as if he had lost a size. Scarlet filth began to seep out of the sweat.
Concurrently, Wang Lin felt a numb and itching sensation spreading across the skin of his right arm, mixed with the bone-gnawing pain that hadn't completely subsided.
Wang Lin's face also became strained. Long Xiaoyao on the side knew this was the critical moment of fusion. The Golden Dragon Right Arm Bone was transforming Wang Lin's bloodline. He dared not make a sound.
Not long after, as the soul bone completely fused, the golden patterns on his entire body converged. Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes. His pair of gray eyes were dotted with slight golden luminescence!
"Roar!"
A fierce dragon roar, accompanied by sonic waves, erupted from Wang Lin's mouth. Wang Lin stood up. The power surging throughout his body, accompanied by that faint dragon's might.
It actually gave Wang Lin a feeling of looking down on the world. He examined his right hand. Soul power surged within his body. Dense patterns resembling golden dragon scales suddenly covered his entire right arm.
Feeling the change in his right arm, Wang Lin increased the soul power output. The golden pattern on his right arm seemed to come alive.
Clang! Clang!
Like the sound of clashing metal, the length of his arm increased by half a foot. The entire arm became extremely thick, instantly covered with golden scales. His hand transformed into a claw, covered with the same scales.
The dragon's might on Wang Lin's body also intensified slightly. For some unknown reason, although Wang Lin's eyes did not change much, the look in his eyes when he looked at people became slightly disdainful.
"Master, I feel full of power!" Wang Lin waved his dragon claw, looking at Long Xiaoyao with excitement all over his face.
"The fusion was successful. Is there anything unusual about your body?" Long Xiaoyao felt the dragon's might on Wang Lin, his gaze fixed on Wang Lin's right arm.
"Nothing unusual. I feel incredibly strong right now!" Wang Lin said with a smile. He could feel that the Golden Dragon Right Arm Bone had fused with the Ice Silkworm Shedding.
It did not affect his right arm bone, which meant his right arm could still fuse with other soul bones. The current feeling of his right arm was more like wearing a layer of dragon armor.
"Incredibly strong?" Long Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes upon hearing this. "Then come and spar with this old man?"
"Spar it is!" Wang Lin said in a deep voice. Perhaps caught up in the excitement of fusing the Golden Dragon Right Arm Bone, he completely failed to notice the look in the old black dragon's eyes turning dangerous.
"Then let's start!"
Saying this, Long Xiaoyao didn't wait for Wang Lin to react, nor did he summon his martial soul. His figure flashed. Without giving Wang Lin any time to react, a fist the size of a sandbag slammed directly into Wang Lin's body.
"Boom!"
Even without summoning his martial soul, the old black dragon was an Ultimate Douluo. Wang Lin couldn't react in time. He could only raise his right arm to block, but he was sent flying with a single punch.
He crashed directly through a large patch of trees. In the darkness, Wang Lin's right arm still shone with golden light.
Long Xiaoyao stood in place, flexing his right fist, and muttered: "His physical strength has increased by at least thirty percent, and those dragon scales are incredibly hard!"
Crash!
Wang Lin stood up from the ground. The broken branches and leaves covering him slid off. A layer of golden light circulated on his body surface. He shook his right hand, looking at Long Xiaoyao, who was standing by the bonfire.
"I also have the ability to dissipate force. I don't hurt at all, Master."
Wang Lin waved at Long Xiaoyao, completely oblivious to the issue with his eyes. Long Xiaoyao looked at Wang Lin's still disdainful eyes in the darkness. Darkness aura surged around him.
Black dragon scales covered his right hand, transforming it into a claw similar to Wang Lin's right arm, except Long Xiaoyao's dragon claw was not gold, but pure black.
"Come on, Little Linzi, let this old man test your limit."
"Good, come on, Master!" Wang Lin nodded. A faint golden halo appeared on his body surface. He stomped fiercely, charging towards Long Xiaoyao like a fierce beast.
Boom!
The master and disciple collided, and the resulting gust of wind extinguished the bonfire. In the darkness, the golden dragon claw and the black dragon claw continuously clashed.
...
Morning,
The sunlight illuminated the ravaged forest floor. Beside the fire, which was reduced to only sparks, Wang Lin, sporting a faint dark circle under one eye, sat up.
Long Xiaoyao, sitting opposite Wang Lin, looked at the dark circle under Wang Lin's right eye and said with a smile: "Not bad. It seems your healing power also improved after fusing the Golden Dragon soul bone. It's much fainter than last night."
Wang Lin didn't reply. He just stared deeply at Long Xiaoyao, his eyes filled with resentment.
Feeling slightly embarrassed under Wang Lin's gaze, the old black dragon still justified himself: "You can't blame this old man. I've never heard of anyone's eyes changing after using a soul bone.
"With your eyes last night, I thought you were overconfident after absorbing the soul bone, so I hit you a little harder. Hmm, can't blame this old man."
Wang Lin remained silent, continuing to stare at Long Xiaoyao.
"This old man was also injured last night. You almost disfigured me." Saying this, Long Xiaoyao pointed to a tiny scratch on his cheek that was barely visible without close inspection.
"Master, your body's healing power is also very good. It will heal completely in another night." Wang Lin said faintly.
"You brat, with your current cultivation, even though it was this old man's mistake, you should be proud that you could injure an Ultimate Douluo."
Long Xiaoyao said in a deep voice. Wang Lin nodded, not dwelling on the matter, and said.
"Proud, proud."
These two words were purely perfunctory, prompting Long Xiaoyao to laugh and scold: "Heh, you naughty brat."
He walked over and delivered a sharp rap to Wang Lin's head. The master and disciple bickered and played, then simply washed up, took out dry rations, and began to eat breakfast.
Chewing on the dry biscuit, Wang Lin mentally called out "Attribute Panel," and a crude blue square box immediately appeared in his field of vision.
Name: Wang Lin
Martial Soul: Brain (Mutated)
Cultivation: Level 40 (Level 43 [23%])
Spiritual Power: Level 44 [56%])
Techniques: Secret of the Body Sect—Brain Rank 2 [28%], Eight-Part Vajra Skill (Proficient) [49%], Bone Refining Fire Rank 2 [6%], Bone Control Rank 1 [42%]
Soul Rings: Yellow (642 years), Purple (1000 years), Purple (2489 years)
Soul Bone: Ice Silkworm Shedding (Golden Dragon Right Arm Bone—Golden Dragon Demon Breaker) —Spiritual Mimicry (Indestructible Body Fusing)
Spirit Tool: Staff of Life Rank 1 [86%]