Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

The next second, a scene so bizarre it sent chills down your spine unfolded.

Those Shrek male students who were just moments ago so aggressive and determined to join forces to teach Sheng Yangyue a lesson now seemed to have suddenly lost their minds, their eyes becoming murky and crazed.

Instead of charging at Sheng Yangyue who was standing still, they turned their attention to their teammates, throwing punches and unleashing their soul skills.

"Aren't you so great? What are you doing acting so arrogant around the academy!"

"You think you can compete with me? What a joke!"

"Holy Sun Moon, get back to the Sun Moon Empire!"

Foul language accompanied by fists and kicks echoed across Poseidon Lake. A group of people were wrestling, tearing at each other and attacking one another, making it impossible to distinguish friend from foe.

The students watching were dumbfounded. Their original anger and anticipation had turned into absurdity and ridiculousness—this was no team battle, but a bunch of madmen killing each other!

Too crazy!
Sheng Yangyue stood quietly in the center of the battlefield, her clothes fluttering, like a puppeteer in control of the entire situation.

A playful smile played on his lips, his eyes brimming with mockery.

The Dark Domain inherently carries strong mental interference, and manipulating the minds of these Shrek Academy students is nothing more than an interesting pastime for him.

Watching this group of people beat up the "enemy" with all their might, completely unaware that they were beating up their teammates they spent every day with, this absurd and ridiculous scene was, in his eyes, a rare "beautiful sight".

Just as Sheng Yangyue was preparing to intensify the mental interference and watch an even more exciting "internal strife drama," two completely different yet equally powerful auras suddenly erupted, like two blazing suns breaking through the darkness, instantly dispelling the dark domain that shrouded the Sea God Lake!

Immediately afterwards, a powerful shockwave of soul power swept across the entire arena, blasting away all the Shrek Academy students who were wrestling together. They landed steadily on the edge of the audience seats, looking somewhat disheveled, but without serious injury.

Everyone looked closely and saw Mu En and Long Xiaoyao floating side by side in mid-air, their hands tightly clasped together.

Mu En was surrounded by brilliant light soul power, while Long Xiaoyao was enveloped in deep dark soul power. The two extreme energies were now frantically intertwining and merging, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.

A burst of excited shouts erupted from the audience:

"It's Young Master Mu En!"

"And Senior Long Xiaoyao! Are they about to use a Martial Soul Fusion Technique?"

"Wow! The fusion of light and darkness, that's so cool!"

"The fusion skill of two level 81 Soul Douluos will definitely be enough to defeat Sheng Yangyue! Let's see if he still dares to be arrogant!"

The rising and falling cheers reached his ears, and a surge of indescribable pride welled up in Mu En's heart, but his face remained tense as he stared at Sheng Yangyue with feigned composure—the latter's face showed no change in expression, as if the shocking scene before him had nothing to do with him.

"Holy Sun Moon, Xiaoyao and I have prepared for this moment for a whole year!" Mu En's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and determination. "We have trained day and night so that we could defeat you with our own hands today!"

Long Xiaoyao echoed in a deep voice, "Are you prepared to bear our wrath?"

As Sheng Yangyue sensed the surge of soul power that erupted after the two merged, a ripple finally appeared in her calm gaze, but it quickly returned to normal.

With a flick of his left hand, a curved blade gleaming with the cool moonlight quietly appeared; with a flick of his right hand, a sharp blade burning with the intense sunlight materialized.

The next second, under the watchful eyes of everyone present, the Crescent Moon Blade and the Blade of Sun clashed violently, instantly fusing into a longsword that was radiant with light and possessed the power of the sun and moon!

"Since you're so eager to defeat me..." Sheng Yangyue held the fused Yangyue Sword, its tip pointing directly at Mu En and Long Xiaoyao opposite her. Her tone was indifferent yet carried a hint of approval. "Then I will respect your decision and show you some strength."

"I hope you two won't disappoint me!"

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill - Dark and Light Holy Dragon!" Mu En and Long Xiaoyao shouted in unison, their tightly clenched hands thrusting forward.

The intertwined light and dark energies surged instantly, transforming into a colossal dragon that blotted out the sky. Half of the dragon's body was bathed in light, while the other half was shrouded in darkness, its scales shimmering with an eerie luster under the moonlight.

A terrifying sense of oppression enveloped the entire arena like a mountain, even causing some of the teachers watching to feel a sense of fear. This aura had already surpassed that of an ordinary Title Douluo, reaching at least the level of a peak Level 93 or 94 Douluo!

"Hahaha! Good! Good! These two children have made great progress!" Wang Xinshi clapped his hands and laughed, his eyes full of satisfaction.

He naturally sensed that Mu En and Long Xiaoyao were surrounded by a trace of ancestral blessing power—this was their opportunity, and also a part of their strength, something to be proud of.

"Congratulations, Pavilion Master, on having such an outstanding disciple!"

"The Pavilion Master has a discerning eye; Shrek Academy is truly fortunate to have such a talent!"

The elders around him rushed forward to flatter him, their tone full of ingratiation.

Sheng Yangyue looked up at the Holy Dragon of Light and Darkness before her, and the Yangyue Sword in her hand suddenly burst forth with dazzling light. The power of the sun and moon surged wildly, contending with the Holy Dragon's oppressive aura.

"Even among dragons, there are differences in strength." He spoke slowly, his voice seemingly transcending time and space, carrying a hint of etherealness. "Do you think you're qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with me simply because of the blessing of a god?"

Before he finished speaking, the longsword in his hand had already gathered terrifying soul power, and the power of the sun and moon intertwined to form a visible torrent of energy.

At the same time, the Holy Dragon of Light and Darkness opened its huge mouth, and a ball of black and white energy quickly condensed in its mouth—this was the killing move that Mu En and Long Xiaoyao had painstakingly practiced to defeat Sheng Yangyue!
"Soul Fusion Skill - Breath of Light and Darkness!"

The black and white intertwined energy breath, like a world-destroying pillar of light, spewed from the Holy Dragon's mouth and headed straight for the Holy Sun Moon.

This force is so powerful that it could completely destroy the entire Poseidon Lake!
Wang Xinshi's expression changed, and he subconsciously tried to stop it—in his view, no matter how strong Sheng Yangyue was, there was absolutely no way he could block this light and dark breath.

But the next second, he froze, his eyes widening like saucers, filled with disbelief.

What did he see? !

Nine spirit rings slowly rose around Sheng Yangyue! Moreover, each spirit ring was a vivid, blood-red color, and the nine blood-red halos hovered around her, emitting a terrifying aura that made people's breath suffocate!
When did he break through to the Title Douluo level?! I didn't even notice!

"This sword is meant to strike, and the sun and moon will shrink in the process!"

With a low shout, Sheng Yangyue slashed out with his Yangyue Sword.

A sword shadow of sun and moon energy that pierced through the heavens and earth roared out and collided fiercely with the breath of light and darkness!
"boom--!"

A deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and a violent energy shockwave swept in all directions, as if space itself was distorted and shattered at that moment.

The elders watching the battle changed their expressions drastically and quickly joined forces to set up a soul power barrier, protecting the students watching and the female students on Sea God Lake.

The waters of Poseidon Lake were whipped up by violent energy, creating towering waves that crashed against the shore, obscuring everyone's view.

The trainees on the shore clung tightly to their companions, their hearts filled with curiosity and trepidation: Who had won?

The giant waves gradually subsided, and the lake returned to calm.

Everyone eagerly looked up and saw Mu En and Long Xiaoyao supporting each other, standing with difficulty on a tattered lotus leaf. Their faces were as pale as paper, bloodstains were hanging from the corners of their mouths, but their eyes were fixed on the front.

Following their gaze, everyone gasped, speechless with shock.

Sheng Yangyue remained standing in the same spot, his figure upright, with nine bright red soul rings slowly rotating around him, like nine blood-red suns.

He glanced down at the intact Yangyue Sword in his hand, then looked up at the disheveled Mu En and Long Xiaoyao, and slowly spoke, a hint of barely perceptible regret in his voice:

"What a pity."

"It seems I've lost."

...(End of chapter)