Douluo Dragon King: One-Sword Soul Douluo, Shadow of the End of Dharma

"Why don't you just admit defeat? I don't want to hurt you."

Tang Wulin smiled faintly, her beautiful face as radiant as the morning sun, making one want to pinch it.

Even though it was their first time meeting, she could always feel a sense of familiarity with the girl, as if they were close friends.

He even seems to have a bit of his master's aura...

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue raised an eyebrow and looked up with a touch of arrogance:

"I should be the one saying that to you."

"Since you won't give up, I'll just have to beat you into submission—but don't go and complain to anyone."

As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously drifted to the figure behind her, her expression slightly complicated.

He made his apprentice cry, so he probably won't take it out on me...

Never mind, I'll go easy on you.

"Elemental Tide - Wind!"

Multiple elements began to converge under the tornado, eventually forming a terrifying composite impact that swept through the entire classroom.

Almost all the students slipped out through the back door, only daring to watch the game from the railing.

"Damn it, are those two girls even human?"

Wei Xiaofeng said somewhat unwillingly, "I am clearly a Great Soul Master, one of the top members of the entire team."

As a result of the black mist covering him, he was punched away by someone and even pinned down by himself. At this moment, he felt sore all over.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glare at Zhang Yangzi.

What kind of bullshit soul skill is that? It doesn't even spare its own people!

"I don't know, but these two guys are probably the biggest dark horses of this year... Why haven't I heard of them before?"

Zhang Yangzi grimaced and kept rubbing his shoulders.

The girl was somewhat humane; she didn't punch him in the face, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to stand up today...

Even so, he was still puzzled.

These geniuses of this caliber should have been known to exist without a trace, yet they only learned of their existence today.

A level 20+ Blue Silver Grass can use exclusive soul skills for dragon-type martial souls; there is also a Great Soul Master who can manipulate multiple elements simultaneously.

This is a genius that this small city simply cannot access.

"What a shrew, Wang Jinxi, don't you think... Hey! Jinxi, what are you daydreaming about?!"

"what?"

Wang Jinxi leaned against the windowsill, his eyes fixed on the beautiful figure with black hair, and murmured:

"N-No, I think Tang Wulin is actually quite gentle..."

I want to be friends with her.

Upon hearing this, not only did his two companions turn pale, but even Xie Xie cast a disdainful glance at them.

Good grief, has he been beaten senseless?

To still be friends? That's like asking for trouble.

Boom!

A terrifying aura swept through the classroom, and the already blurred vision became completely obscured, with only a faint glimpse of Gu Yue's figure standing nearby.

Wu Changkong is ready to end this storm at any time, as long as Tang Wulin shows even the slightest sign of being unable to hold on.

Only Bai Ye remained unfazed throughout, quietly watching the direction of the storm.

The next second, lightning struck!

The originally terrifying tornado was stirred up by the purple lightning and completely lost control.

Before anyone could notice, a dark golden light swept through the storm like lightning, approaching Gu Yue with lightning speed.

not good!

Gu Yue's pupils dilated instantly, but before she could do anything else, a slender hand had already pressed down on her neck.

Immediately following was a clear, crisp laugh.

"Gu Yue, you lost~"

break!

Wu Changkong immediately stepped forward, and with a flick of his Heavenly Frost Sword, he managed to suppress the lightning storm that was about to spiral out of control.

He turned around and looked at the two girls standing there, his eyes flashing with an unusual light.

He saw what just happened clearly—Tang Wulin was wrapped in some kind of golden vines, which allowed her to briefly transform into lightning, enabling her to pass through the storm unimpeded.

This completely exceeds the attributes of ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

A genius, an absolute genius.

After the competition, when the group of students returned to the classroom, they had lost their initial vigor, and most of them wore expressions of disappointment and shock.

Clearly, the competition left a deep impression on them.

Bai Ye's gaze swept over the group of students, his tone remaining calm:

"Enough with the nonsense, you should all know your role in the battle."

"Those whose names I call, stay; the rest of you, go home, and a teacher will assign you to a class."

He paused, and under the watchful eyes of all the students, read out a long list of names:

"Gu Yue, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, Wang Jinxi, Zhang Yangzi, Xing Yuan."

"Everyone whose name is called, step forward."

Including the white-haired girl standing by the podium, students whose names were called stepped forward one by one.

Hearing her name called, Tang Wulin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She had been worried that her skills were too weak and that she would embarrass her master, but now she has finally passed the test.

Originally, there was no objection to this list, after all, the battle was evident to all, and these names were absolutely well-deserved.

But just as the other students were about to leave, Wei Xiaofeng, who was standing still, gritted his teeth, finally raised his hand, and shouted loudly:

"I refuse to accept this!"

That shout instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The little green-haired creature stepped forward, its gaze fixed on Bai Ye. Though trembling slightly, it still mustered its courage and spoke:

"I admit that I made some mistakes in the battle and failed to perform perfectly."

"But my abilities absolutely qualify me for the list!"

"Why can that girl who was just taking advantage of the situation get in?! But I can't!"

He looked at Xingyuan, who was still standing by the podium, his eyes full of resentment.

Wei Xiaofeng himself came from a family of high-level Soul Masters, so he was all too aware of the importance of background.

The genius boy's pride made it impossible for him to accept that someone who got in through connections was ahead of him in line.

So he took a deep breath and spoke again:

"I'm going to challenge her!"

"Regardless of the outcome, I will not join Class Zero. I simply want to prove to the two teachers that I, Wei Xiaofeng, am no less capable than anyone else!"

Everyone was stunned by these words, clearly not expecting this person to be so bold as to say such a thing to a teacher.

Wu Changkong frowned deeply and said in a cold voice:

Do you know what you're saying?

"I know! I will apologize to both teachers—but only if I have a match with this girl."

Wei Xiaofeng remained steadfast in his convictions.

Bai Ye was initially too lazy to pay attention to the other party, since this random passerby didn't even have a chance to be on the list.

But since the brat had come looking for a beating, he had no choice but to oblige.

"Go."

Having received permission, Xingyuan nodded and strode towards the center of the classroom.

The students, who were about to leave, stopped again, ready to watch a good show before they went.

Only Tang Wulin and Xie Xie both showed strange expressions.

"What kind of expressions are those two making?"

Gu Yue was a little curious; the appearance of these two was really puzzling.

Is there anything funny about this?

"It's nothing... I just remembered something happy."

Soon, the two figures stood in the center of the classroom again.

Wei Xiaofeng was the first to reveal his martial spirit, his tone firm and powerful:

"Wei Xiaofeng, Martial Soul: Azure Shadow Serpent, Level 21 Agility-Attack Type Great Soul Master!"

Please enlighten me!

In fact, even Wu Changkong felt a little regretful.

Regardless, a nine-year-old Great Soul Master is extremely talented and worthy of being called a little genius.

But soon, the cold-faced male god's pupils dilated instantly, and he murmured in disbelief:

"How is that possible..."

Is this guy really nine years old?!

At this moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the spirit ring that rose behind the white-haired girl.

Purple, purple, purple.

Three Rings, Soul Master!

A nine-year-old Soul Master!

Under Wei Xiaofeng's dumbfounded gaze, the white-haired girl lowered her eyes, and a powerful aura spread from her body, permeating the entire classroom.

"Xingyuan, Martial Soul: Xuanjia Dragon Turtle, Level 37 Power Attack Type Soul Master."

Please enlighten me.