Douluo Dragon King: My Martial Soul is the Emperor Armor

"Na'er?"

Su Yang paused, nearly dropping the grilled squid in his mouth in shock.

What a coincidence! I actually bumped into that "second brother" who ran away from home right here.

No wonder I couldn't find anyone when I went shopping in Aolai City yesterday; it turns out he came to Shrek Academy early to eat alone.

Despite his complaints, Su Yang's gaze quickly shifted to Na'er's side.

There stood a beautiful woman with long, dark green hair, wearing a pure white dress, and with a gentle and graceful demeanor.

Gu Yue's reaction was even more direct.

The moment she saw Na'er, she froze in her corn-eating motion.

A complex light suddenly burst forth in those dark eyes—the repulsion and attraction of the left brain meeting the right brain.

Meanwhile, Na'er, who was waiting in line for chicken cartilage, seemed to sense something as well.

She turned her head sharply, half a piece of fried chicken still in her mouth, and her clear purple eyes instantly locked onto Gu Yue.

Crackle, crackle.

An invisible electric current seemed to explode between the two girls, and even the streetlights on the roadside seemed to flicker.

But what's even more dangerous is yet to come.

Leng Yaozhu, who was standing next to Su Yang, also saw the woman in the white dress next to Na'er.

The Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, who was just a moment ago chatting with Su Yang about which milk tea shop was the best, suddenly became sharp and aggressive the moment he saw the other person.

Her previously casual posture instantly straightened, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of undisguised hostility and... a complex and inexplicable bitterness flashed in her eyes.

"Yali..."

When Leng Yaozhu parted her red lips and uttered those two words, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the temperature dropped by five degrees.

That was her former rival in love.

She was the woman who stole her former beloved, yet she couldn't bring herself to hate her, and who was revered by the world as the "Holy Spirit Douluo."

Yali, on the other side, had obviously noticed the commotion as well.

She straightened up, her gentle gaze passing through the crowd and landing on Leng Yaozhu.

Although she remained calm, the invisible aura that belonged to the Empress... no, to the Super Douluo was in no way weaker than Leng Yaozhu's.

Good guy.

Looking at the situation before him, Su Yang suddenly lost his appetite for the squid in his mouth.

On the left is "The scene of the Silver Dragon King's schizophrenia", and on the right is "Former rivals meeting with intense hatred".

This is hardly a food street.

This is clearly a battleground!

Moreover, it's a double-layered, doubly powerful nuclear-explosion-level hellish field!

Su Yang keenly sensed that the surrounding air pressure was rising rapidly!

Those around noticed the subtle change in atmosphere and immediately moved away.

As a pragmatist who values ​​his life, his brain makes the most correct tactical judgment in a millisecond.

"Um... Gu Yue, I think the situation over there is a bit complicated."

With a serious expression, Su Yang took a large step back without making a sound, and very naturally and smoothly hid behind Gu Yue's not-so-broad back.

This is not enough.

He reached out again and pushed Gu Yue, who hadn't yet reacted, forward, as if pushing out a human shield:

"As your captain, it's my responsibility to...guard the rear for you. Both of these opponents look very strong, especially the smaller one, he has a fierce look in his eyes (actually, he's hungry). Gu Yue, you are the core mage of our team, and this kind of head-on confrontation is a rare opportunity. Hold on, I'll support you in spirit."

After saying that, he shrank back further, only peeking out half his head to observe the situation, and muttered a sentence under his breath:

"If there's any danger, I'll call for help for you. You're welcome."

Gu Yue: "...?"

She turned around in disbelief to look at Su Yang, who had already retreated to a safe distance and was even preparing to continue eating squid and watching the show.

Her usually aloof face was now filled with utter absurdity.

You just sold me out like that?

What happened to the promise made just five minutes ago that "Emperor Warrior will protect everyone"?!

She was about to drag Su Yang out when Ya Li, who was opposite her, walked over with Na'er.

"Yaozhu, it's been a long time."

Ya Li's voice was gentle and soothing, devoid of any tense or confrontational tone. Instead, it exuded a sense of composure and confidence, like that of a wife... no, more like a wife. "I heard you recently took on two promising young talents?"

Leng Yaozhu took a deep breath and instantly composed herself.

She ignored Su Yang, who was cowering behind her, and stepped forward, a flawless, elegant smile on her face, and naturally pulled Gu Yue in front of her:

"Yes, Sister Yali. Let me introduce you. This is my personal disciple, Gu Yue."

After saying that, she narrowed her long, narrow phoenix eyes slightly, and with a backhand motion, pulled Su Yang, who was hiding behind Gu Yue, out like a chick. Her tone carried a hint of disappointment:

"And then there's this good-for-nothing... Su Yang. He's also my personal disciple, with twin martial souls."

The deliberately emphasized words "twin martial souls" made Ya Li's gentle gaze slightly sharpen.

"Twin Martial Souls?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Yali's gentle, watery eyes.

Twin martial souls are often accompanied by innate full soul power, which is the ticket to becoming a Limit Douluo.

"Little friend, what is your martial spirit?"

Yali bowed slightly, her smile as warm as a spring breeze.

Su Yang blinked.

He glanced at Leng Yaozhu, who was smiling but whose eyes clearly conveyed a warning that "you are not allowed to embarrass me here," and then at the gentle Holy Spirit Douluo in front of him, whose gentleness seemed to be able to be squeezed out of water. His brain was working at lightning speed.

"Hello, sister."

Su Yang revealed a deceptively innocent and harmless bright smile, pointed to the seemingly ordinary metal belt around his waist, and said, "This is my martial spirit, the Emperor Belt."

sister.

Upon hearing those two words, Leng Yaozhu's delicate eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

Although the smile on her face didn't change at all, Su Yang keenly sensed that the surrounding air pressure seemed to drop by two Pascals instantly...

However, before Yali could respond, Na'er, who was struggling with the freshly baked chicken cartilage, glanced at Su Yang's waist—the belt with a metallic sheen.

"What kind of martial spirit is this?"

Na'er's mouth was stuffed full, yet her pronunciation was exceptionally clear, and her clear purple eyes were full of childlike innocence.

"It's neither as sharp as my Silver Dragon Spear, nor can it hold food like a bag. It looks like one of those glowing toys sold at roadside stalls, useless except for being shiny."

After saying that, she took another big bite of the food in her hand, as if that bone was the guy in front of her with the wicked expression.

In her logic, a martial spirit must either be powerful (like the Silver Dragon Spear) or practical.

A piece of sheet metal tied around the waist?

"Hey, you, Su Yang, you didn't use that martial spirit to tighten your belt and save money on food, did you?"

After Na'er finished speaking, she shrank back the paper bag in her arms as if she were protecting her food, as if she was afraid that Su Yang, this "poor devil," would steal her food.

"Na'er, don't be rude," Yali scolded softly, but her tone was more affectionate.

"It's alright."

Su Yang wasn't angry at all; instead, he smiled even more brightly.

He looked at Na'er's possessive expression, especially the corner of the golden, crispy chicken cartilage peeking out from the paper bag, and his Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly.

"Little sister, you can't judge a person by their appearance, and the same goes for judging their martial spirit."

Su Yang crossed his arms, striking a mysterious pose. "My belt may look like a toy, but it has a terrifying function—for example, it can make some disobedient kids watch their snacks disappear right before their eyes."

"ha?"

Na'er rolled her eyes as if she'd heard a joke. "Are you kidding me? Once it's in my hands, even a Title Douluo can't get his hands on it..."

As she spoke, she opened her mouth wide, picked up the largest chicken bone, and prepared to stuff it into her mouth as a provocation.

In that very instant.

Su Yang's smile faded, he took a half step back, and ran one hand across his waist.

"Emperor Armor, Combine!"

Om-!

A flash of golden light appeared, and majestic, sacred armor instantly covered his entire body.

"This is... battle armor?!"

Yali's beautiful eyes widened slightly.

As the deputy head of the Sea God Pavilion at Shrek Academy, she had seen countless martial souls, but a martial soul that came with a full set of armor and had such a sacred aura was something she had never heard of before.

Although it's a one-word battle armor, it possesses the characteristics of a four-word battle armor...

However, Su Yang didn't give her any more time to be surprised.

Facing Na'er, who was still gnawing on chicken bones and had a look that said "you can't beat me even if you're wearing a vest," Su Yang slowly raised his hands, palms facing each other, and placed them on his waist and abdomen.

He made a mysterious hand seal.

That was his signature skill, which he had spent three months refining after being "drained" by Gu Yue at the Spirit Ascension Platform, combining it with his spiritual cultivation.

"Zen, meditation, and mudra."

Om-!

A bell seemed to ring out in the air, a sound that only the soul could hear.

A strange fluctuation emanated from Su Yang and instantly spread to a radius of three meters.

In that instant, whether it was Ya Li, who was a Super Douluo, or Leng Yaozhu and Gu Yue, they all felt a momentary lapse in their thoughts.

It's like a movie frame suddenly freezes, but then breaks through the shackles and returns to normal.

But Na'er is different.

She was still in that position, mouth wide open, about to put a golden-brown, crispy chicken cartilage into her mouth.

However, she couldn't move.

The fragrant chicken bone was only 0.01 centimeters away from her lips, but that 0.01 centimeters became the farthest distance in the world.

Because she was protected by the laws of the Silver Dragon Spear, her thoughts did not stop, and she could even speak, but her body was as stiff as if it had been filled with cement.

"What...what did you do to me!"

Na'er's eyes widened in terror, her voice trembling, "You bad guy! Let me go!"

Under Na'er's horrified gaze, Su Yang deactivated his transformation and slowly walked forward.

He slowly reached out and, under Na'er's desperate gaze, gently and painstakingly took the chicken fork bone she had been coveting from her hand.

"Mmm, it smells really good, the cumin is just the right amount."

In front of Na'er, Su Yang threw the chicken cartilage into his mouth, chewed it with a crunchy sound, and even made an exaggerated exclamation:

"The quality of this meat, the cooking time, wow, too bad someone can't have it."

"Whoa—!!"

Na'er's composure crumbled instantly when she saw her beloved food fall into the tiger's mouth.

The dignity of the Silver Dragon King, the pride of the Silver Dragon Spear—none of them could compare to that lost chicken bone at this moment.

"Stop! Are you a monster?! Don't treat my chicken cartilage like this... Master's wife! Master's wife, save me! I can't move!"

"This is... time stopped?!"

Yali finally realized what was happening.

That moment of disorientation just now was clearly the feeling of breaking through the rules of time!

She looked at Su Yang, a look of disbelief and shock flashing in her eyes. A six-year-old child had actually mastered a self-created soul skill involving the "time" domain?

Leng Yaozhu and Gu Yue, who were standing next to her, were also deeply shocked.

They knew that Su Yang had been training his mental strength for the past three months, but no one expected that he would silently unleash such an incredible move!

"Na'er, don't cry, try to use your soul power to break free."

Although Yali felt sorry for her, she wanted to take this opportunity to train her apprentice and also wanted to see just how powerful this skill was.

"Waaaaah... I can't get through! He's a bad guy!"

Na'er cried as she desperately mobilized her soul power.

Relying on the foundation of the Silver Dragon King's half, the Silver Dragon Spear within her body hummed, constantly impacting the solidified time field around her.

One minute... two minutes...

It took a full three minutes before that sticky, constricting feeling was finally broken.

"Damn it! Give me back the last one!"

Once freed, Na'er was like an enraged little lion, pouncing on Su Yang immediately, her target the last chicken bone he had left.

However, just as her fingertips were about to touch the piece of flesh...

With a flick of his wrist, Su Yang swiftly stuffed the last piece of meat into his mouth.

"Gulp."

I swallowed it.

Na'er's hand froze in mid-air.

Looking at Su Yang's puffed-out cheeks and then at her own empty hands, she completely broke down.

"Wow—! That's mine!"

Na'er stomped her feet angrily, pointing at Su Yang with tears in her eyes, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"Don't cry."

Su Yang swallowed the meat in his mouth, clapped his hands, and looked like a big bad wolf trying to lure Little Red Riding Hood:

"Little sister, although you can't beat me, I'm a reasonable person. As long as you acknowledge me as your boss, you can eat as much of the delicious food you want on this street... no, in the entire Shrek City."

Na'er's eyes, which had been blazing with fire, suddenly widened in shock.

Eat as much as you want... as much as you want?

She sniffed, glanced at Su Yang, and then at the dazzling array of food stalls around her.

Even though this bastard just stole her meat, he seems really rich... and really strong...

Between dignity and fried chicken.

Na'er hesitated for only 0.5 seconds.

"Really...really? You can eat as much as you want?"

"Of course. I am Emperor Knight, my word is my bond."

"Then...then I want to eat that!" Na'er pointed to the more expensive barbecue stall next to her.

"No problem. Come on, I'll take you to line up." Su Yang waved his hand and took Na'er's greasy little hand and walked away.

"Yay! Long live the boss!"

Na'er, who was fighting Su Yang to the death a second ago, was now following him around happily the next second, completely forgetting her earlier grudge over having food stolen.

Seeing this scene, Gu Yue felt a sudden darkness before her eyes.

So this is a betrayal?

Gu Yue strode forward and, taking advantage of a break in the queue, leaned close to Na'er's ear and whispered a threatening message:

"Are you an idiot? You're so easily bribed? Finish your undercover mission properly, or... I'll have Su Yang use time-stop on you every day, so you'll only be able to drool over delicious food without ever getting a single bite!"

I thought this trick would scare Na'er.

To everyone's surprise, Na'er's eyes widened instantly upon hearing this.

She glanced at Gu Yue, then at Su Yang who was paying the bill, and retorted in a low but assertive voice:

"Don't try to scare me! Su Yang is my older brother now! I've already acknowledged him as my boss, he wouldn't listen to you and bully me! Hehehe!"

Gu Yue: "..."

She stared wide-eyed at Na'er, who had a "I'm so clever" look on her face, and a sense of absurdity suddenly rose in her heart.

That's not right.

"Amazing wisdom" is right here with me, so how did this naive girl suddenly become so smart?