Douluo Dragon King: My Martial Soul is the Emperor Armor

"This time, you're not going in to eat at a buffet."

Leng Yaozhu's lips curled into a playful smile.

She held up two long, slender, white fingers and waved them in front of Su Yang:

"As the final exam of your six-month intensive training, I've arranged a 'double happiness' package for you—take down two guardians of the Ascension Platform."

"Two?!"

Su Yang's previously lazy posture instantly collapsed.

His eyes widened, and he had a "Are you kidding me?" look on his face.

"Aunt Leng, although I'm not very well-educated, I still have some common sense. The guardian of the Elementary Spirit Ascension Platform is that thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, isn't it? As the saying goes, 'Two tigers cannot share one mountain,' unless one is male and the other female... What, has that bear found a mate? Or has it recently learned the Shadow Clone Technique?"

"There is only one ordinary Spirit Ascension Platform."

Leng Yaozhu crossed her arms and looked at him with a smile, but her gentle tone concealed a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine.

"But who are you? You are the last disciples of my Heavenly Phoenix Douluo. To match your 'noble' status, I specially used the authority of the deputy tower master to transfer one from another area to keep that bear company."

At this point, she leaned forward slightly, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "A 'hellish difficulty' specially tailored for you all, are you surprised? Unexpected?"

Su Yang: "..."

Gu Yue: "..."

Is this a biological teacher? She's clearly a stepmother!

"Aunt Leng, isn't this inappropriate?"

Su Yang immediately burst into tears, pointing to his childish face, "We're only six years old! Although I look more mature and handsome, I'm still a flower that needs to be protected! You want us to fight two guardians one-on-one? This is child abuse, I'm going to file a lawsuit with the federal government..."

Stop arguing with me.

Leng Yaozhu tapped him on the head, annoyed. "The two of you in your battle armor are practically four-ring Soul Masters in terms of combat power. Even ordinary thousand-year-old Soul Beasts would give you a wide berth. If I don't give you some trouble, you'll think we're going camping!"

She paused, a hint of enticement in her voice: "Of course, I'm not a devil. If you pass the test, I'll give you a special reward."

"award?"

Su Yang's ears twitched, and his previous expression of resistance vanished instantly, replaced by an air of righteous indignation. The speed of his change of expression was astonishing.

"Aunt Leng, you're too kind. Forget about rewards; it's just that I like challenging myself. They're just two little monsters, right? As the Emperor of Justice, I have a duty to eliminate them!"

Gu Yue stood silently to the side, rubbing her forehead.

He betrayed us already? Does this guy's principle count down to the second?

"Alright, now that we've accepted the mission, let's go back and rest up."

Su Yang shrugged, knowing that further bargaining was pointless.

He stood up, his Shura armor flashing with purple light, and with remarkable ease, reached out and grabbed Gu Yue's wrist.

"Let's go. Call my second brother, let's have a good meal tonight, we have to work overtime next week."

Su Yang's mind stirred slightly.

The signature chilling aura of the Asura Armor flashed by, replaced by a strange spatial fluctuation that seemed to deceive the eyes.

When he broke through in the virtual battlefield, he had already mastered "Teleportation" amidst the beast tide, and what he was using now was a more advanced application of it—

"Shifting scenery".

hum!

There was no violent spatial tremor, nor any dazzling light.

Under the watchful eyes of Leng Yaozhu and Han Tianyi, Su Yang and Gu Yue's figures were like two wisps of mist blown away by the wind, instantly blurring and distorting before disappearing into thin air.

Only a purple afterimage remained, slowly dissipating into the air.

The entire training room fell silent instantly.

"this……"

Leng Yaozhu's beautiful eyes widened slightly as she stared at the spot where the two had disappeared, somewhat incredulous: "Another...another self-created soul skill?"

She turned to look at Han Tianyi, who was equally dumbfounded, and asked uncertainly, "Old Han, you're an expert in mental systems, did you understand? Why can armor with mental attributes move by distorting space with your thoughts?"

"Space? No, that's not right..."

Han Tianyi rushed to the spot where the two had disappeared, reached out and grabbed at the air, her face filled with confusion and fervor:

"There are no fluctuations in spatial elements... If it were spatial teleportation, the air would crack. This is more like the movement of mental energy distorting the trajectory of physical matter? This kid... how did he do that?!"

"This 'Shadow Shift' technique is practically unbeatable for escaping and ambushing! I have to get him to teach me the principles next time; maybe I can teleport too!"

"You should think about how to get your hairline back first," Leng Yaozhu retorted mercilessly.

Han Tianyi: "..."

Although Leng Yaozhu didn't understand the principle, it didn't stop her from feeling proud.

A smug smile played on her lips as she scoffed, "How did you do that? Probably because... he's my apprentice."

(Although she was also wondering to herself: Just how many more of these strange and unusual moves does this brat have up his sleeve? It seems I'll have to prepare a more generous reward...)

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

The headquarters of the Spirit Pagoda.

"Same as always, be careful. The Ascension Platform during riots is ruthless."

Leng Yaozhu gave a brief instruction and then started the program.

Su Yang and Gu Yue lay down inside with practiced ease, their movements as synchronized as two internet-addicted teenagers about to spend the night at an internet cafe.

Consciousness sinks, then rises again.

As my five senses returned to my body, a damp, earthy smell mixed with the stench of wild animals hit me.

Su Yang opened his eyes.

The landing point this time seems to be deep in the rainforest.

All around were towering ancient trees, with vines coiling around the trunks like giant pythons. Only a few scattered rays of sunlight could penetrate the thick canopy, casting dappled shadows on the dark ground.

Not far away, Gu Yue was lying on a huge fern leaf, her purple eyes slightly unfocused, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"Hey, wake up."

Su Yang walked over, like an emotionless alarm clock, and stretched out his hand directly to Gu Yue. "Hurry up, don't try to slack off. Today's buffet is time-limited."

Gu Yue rolled her eyes at him, but didn't pretend. She reached out and grabbed Su Yang's hand, trying to use it to stand up.

however.

The moment she grasped his hand, Su Yang suddenly flipped his wrist, forcibly squeezing his five fingers into the gaps between hers, turning it into a tightly clasped position.

"...?"

Gu Yue paused, looking at him with the eyes of someone who'd just given a creepy look. "Are you sick?"

"shallow."

Su Yang, his face radiating righteous indignation, not only didn't loosen his grip on Gu Yue's hand but also gave it a slight shake. "This is called 'Ten fingers connected to the heart, invincible in battle.' In this dangerous period of riots, only such close contact can highlight our 'sun and moon shining together' friendship! Our bond!"

Gu Yue's lips twitched, and she looked at him with the disdainful gaze one would give someone trash: "...You just want to take advantage, don't you?"

"So, do you still want to transform?"

Su Yang played his trump card, shrugging nonchalantly, "If you don't want to transform, then I'll just transform into Emperor Armor myself. It's a pity, though, that joy of 'Thunder Yatalis,' which someone loves most, is about to leave her..."

Gu Yue fell silent.

As a master of the elements, Yatalis was indeed addicted to the thrill of "unlimited power".

That was a temptation that even she, as the Silver Dragon King, could not resist.

"……think."

She forced out a single word through gritted teeth.