Chapter 1516: It's Time to Leave the Shrek Seven Devils

ants such a place to exist. 。This is the true root cause of Slime City's destruction. 。However, things have developed to the point where it seems nothing like what we originally imagined. The resurgen...Makita said: "Twenty-two years" 。"Come out and have a look," Tang Wulin said. 。It will be more beneficial for you. 。It's not about you truly leaving the military, but I feel like you need a leave of absence, to go somewhere that could genuinely help you grow. 。You have a solid foundation and deep roots. If you could receive better guidance, you would at least have the opportunity to become a Super Douluo in the future. 。"Can I" Even an iron-blooded soldier like Makita was a soul master. As long as one was a soul master, who wouldn't want to become a top powerhouse In fact, Makita had been in the Eight Realms for six years already. Although his strength was still steadily improving, the rate of improvement had become very slow, very slow. 。According to the strong individuals within the military, he is now somewhat old and it would be quite difficult for him to break through to become a Title Douluo in the future, though it's not entirely impossible. As for becoming a Super Douluo, that is absolutely out of the question. 。Upon hearing Tang Wulin say that he still had the possibility of advancing to a Super Douluo, how could they not be pleasantly surprised 。"Your Excellency, where should I go now" Makita asked eagerly. 。Tang Wulin smiled slightly, "Shrek Academy" 。On the stage

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! 。With a shout of "start," Lu Yu Xing took the initiative first. 。He didn't release his soul ring, but the whole person suddenly turned into a patch of yellow sand and dissipated. 。And the number of yellow sands instantly increased, spinning in place. Soon, a vortex formed from yellow sand appeared on its surface and rapidly expanded outwards. In almost an instant, it reached the foot of the ancient temple. 。

The thousand-year old pagoda rose from the ground, soaring into the air. Circles of soul rings ascended, six black and three red, nine soul rings swirling around him, orbiting up and down.

The mere color of this soul ring alone has caused the audience to erupt in admiration. 。Although this isn't the first time seeing it, every time this Soul Master releases such a powerful soul ring, it's still breathtaking. It's truly amazing. 。 A long staff also appeared in Qian Gu Zhending's grasp, it was his martial soul, the heirloom of the Qian Gu family, the Panlong Staff! The Panlong is alive, gathering dragons to form a staff! Legend has it that the ancestor of the Qian Gu family originally had an ordinary long staff as their martial soul. However, they discovered a sleeping giant dragon. The dragon awoke and was about to devour them, but because it sensed its lifespan was coming to an end, it made a contract with the Qian Gu family, transforming its dragon soul into the ancestral martial soul of the Qian Gu family, continuing its life through the inheritance of the martial soul. 。Though this is just a legend, it's said to be highly credible because according to rumor, every Soul Master from the ancient Thousand-Year Clan who awakens their martial soul is guaranteed to have full innate soul power. 。Once one cultivates to a cultivation level of three rings or above, during battle, they will have a dragon soul accompanying them. 。At the Title Douluo level, one can even summon a real dragon to assist in battle. 。 If it weren't for such a powerful foundation, how could the Qian Gu family become the largest family in the transmission tower organization throughout the ages At this time, Qian Gu Zhentian held a long staff suspended in mid-air, looking calm and composed, his appearance was indeed extraordinary. 。The dragon staff was all-over gleaming silver. A giant silver dragon coiled around the shaft, appearing both solid and lifelike. Its head sat proudly at the top of the staff, and a faint dragon's roar could be heard emanating from it. 。Yellow sand quickly covered the entire competition stage, the stage instantly transformed into a desert. However, Lu Yu Xing seemed to have completely merged with the yellow sand as he soared through the air, an ethereal and mysterious presence. 。Generally speaking, the opponents soul masters are least willing to face are those who disappear once they release their Martial Souls. 。If you can't see the person, you can't see their opponent's soul rings, so there's no way to judge their position or even what rank of soul skill they are using. 。Such opponents are the most difficult to deal with. Even if you surpass them in strength, it's often a grueling battle. Moreover, these kinds of opponents are usually adept at evasion and escaping, making it hard to catch them. 。After completing his Spirit Release, Lu Yu Xing immediately demonstrated to all the spectators what it meant to have "Yellow Sand Covering the Sky and Earth." 。Streams of yellow sand surged into the sky, like a whirlwind swirling upward. In an instant, nine sand pillars were formed, sweeping towards the Thousand Ages Pavilion from all directions. 。The Thousand-Year Tower's gaze was focused and unwavering. His right hand gripped the Dragon-Coil Staff tightly, raising it high. His bearing exuded the air of a master who dared to challenge heaven with his staff. In that instant, his entire body seemed to grow taller, larger. The Dragon-Coil Staff swept through the air, unleashing a cascade of shadows that rippled outwards layer upon layer. Though he remained rooted in place, these shadows surged like tides, exploding outward. 。"Plop plop plop plop plop…" A series of crashing sounds rang out, and the nine sand pillars were smashed by his Dragon-Swirling Staff at the same time. 。But these yellow sands did not fall to the ground, but were blown up by a gust of wind, turning into countless sand particles that covered him from all directions. Among these dense yellow sands, there were many weapons of various shapes formed by the condensation of sand particles, hidden in the sky full of yellow sand and attacking him from all directions. 。The shadows of the sticks gathered, rising upward. Among the myriad shadows, there seemed to be an infinite suction force that drew up the yellow sand. Whether it was ordinary grains or weapons hidden within the yellow sand, they were all swept aside by this single strike, giving off an air of a gazelle's horns disappearing without a trace. 。Standing by the competition platform watching, Tang Wulin thought to himself, the strength of this Thousand-Ancient Pagoda has improved quite a bit. Compared to when they faced the Dark Bell before, there was a clear leap in quality. They truly lived up to their reputation as being supported by such a large organization like the Spirit Pagoda. 。Under the support of numerous cultivation resources, he has been continuously progressing. 。The yellow sand was propelled by the Panlong Staff. In the next instant, a resounding dragon roar echoed, and a brilliant silver glow erupted from within the Qian Gu Zhang Ting like a geyser. The silver dragons on the Panlong Staff seemed to come alive in an instant. A colossal silver dragon head appeared above the Qian Gu Zhang Ting, opening its jaws and unleashing a blast of silver breath. 。The silvery breath looked crystal clear, as if it were made of tiny ice crystals. Where it passed, the yellow sand stirred up by the long pole disappeared, like snow melting. 。The ancient pavilion's thousand-year eyes turned silver, and with a long howl towards the sky, he wielded the dragon-shaped staff in his hand. The breath of the silver dragon head instantly merged into the staff, one end was held in his hand, the other rapidly lengthened and enlarged, like opening up the heavens and earth as it fiercely smashed onto the ground. 。That strike could be described as terrifying. The sky seemed to crack, a massive silver lightning bolt slammed down with terrifying force, as if he didn't even need to locate his opponent, striking straight at the heart of the competition stage. 。"Boom—" Silver light spread, and wherever it passed, the yellow sand rapidly dissipated. Hong Fei was in the midst of it all, shrouded in mystery. 。A silver aura spread outwards, and a figure stumbled out in disarray. 。The yellow sand on the ground vanished in large amounts, and a towering pillar descended from the sky. A silver halo surrounded it like silver dragons coiling around, and the Dragon-Coil Staff swept across again. This time, the staff shadow spread out in a fan shape, covering the figure that had fallen. 。"Boom boom boom!" Although Lu Yu Xing tried his best to resist, he was helpless against the heavy blows. The stick's attacks were filled with explosive power, causing him to retreat step by step. In a blink of an eye, he was pushed to the protective shield at the side of the competition stage. 。"I give up!" Lu Yuxing shouted, announcing the end of the competition. 。The shadow of the staff converged, and the ancient pillar that stood on the competition stage for thousands of years remained unmoved. Its majestic presence was enhanced by the dragon's roar emanating from the Dragon-shaped Staff, adding to its imposing aura. 。In the distance, Lu Yu Xing's face was somewhat pale. The yellow sand that had been transformed by the Panlong Staff was actually a part of his soul power. The massive consumption placed a considerable burden on him. 。Although he was also a titled Douluo, he appeared completely powerless before the ancient pagoda. 。There is no doubt that the strength displayed by Qian Renxue in this battle surpassed Tang Wulin's previous feats, because her opponent was a titled Douluo! Throughout the entire battle, Lu Yu Xing, who had been highly anticipated, had no chance at all. He was completely suppressed from beginning to end by the Dragon Spear. 。

Qian Gu Chang Ting nodded towards Lu Yu Xing's direction, but his gaze was fixed on Tang Wu Lin below the stage. A hint of sarcasm played at the corner of his mouth, as if saying, what's so impressive about defeating a Soul Douluo Even a titled Douluo didn't last long before me.

Tang Wulin frowned slightly, a thoughtful look in his eyes. This Lu Yu Xing was a little too easy to beat. A titled Douluo, could he be this weakIn the next round, his opponent would be Lu Yu Xing himself. He needed to test the other party's strength; the next round was a direct confrontation. 。Without lingering, Tang Wulin turned and walked outside. 。Makita, who had been standing beside him, also followed him all the way out. 。"Your Excellency, what do you think of Qian Gu Zheng Ting's strength" Mu Tian asked Tang Wulin. 。Tang Wulin said, “Not weak” 。"But that's not enough!" ------------------------ Welcome everyone to join our Tang Sect's WeChat platform. Joining is simple, WeChat, top right corner plus sign, add friend, search for public account, search for Tang Family Three Shao, with V certification is ours >>> 。When our anime is released, I will release a Douluo Dalu side story every week for you to watch! 。Everything is on our public account, so come and join us! 420/19374810 。e of blood."Boy, you're going to die!" Yun Tianheng roared, throwing both axes at the same time. In an instant, a heart-wrenching scream echoed throughout the sky, as if plunged into hell.420/20785353...