Douluo Continent: I Moved the Entire Dragon King.

The teachers and students began frantically carrying out medical work.

Xuanzi was carefully lifted onto a stretcher. The wound on his abdomen was shocking, and blood was still seeping out.

"Quick! Quickly call a Healing Soul Master!"

"Stop the bleeding! Stop the bleeding first!"

Elder Song, Elder Lin Huiqun, Elder Zhuang... all fifteen titled Douluo were carried into the medical room.

The entire Shrek Academy was in a state of utter despair.

Those students who were originally full of confidence in the academy are now all dejected, their eyes filled with confusion.

Shrek Academy...can it really go back to the way it was before?

.....

Meanwhile, in the president's office.

[The key character Xuanzi's acceptance of Shrek Academy as a monster academy has increased!]

[Congratulations, host, on receiving the reward: Guan Yue (Level 99 Ultimate Douluo, Transcendent Douluo)]

[Detected an increase in key character Yan Shaozhe's acceptance of Shrek Academy as a monster academy!]

[Congratulations, host, on receiving the reward: Ao Rui (Level 98 Super Douluo, Hao Ri Douluo)]

[Key character Qian Duoduo's acceptance of Shrek Academy as a monster academy has increased!]

[Congratulations, host, on receiving the reward: Blood Nine (Level 94 Titled Douluo, Serpent Spear Douluo)]

.......

Chapter 225 Let me test your strength!

It has been a day since Ning Tian and the others returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"By the way, Tian'er, you've been back for a day now. Why don't you let your Grandpa Long have a match with you?"

Sect Master Ning's gaze fell on Ning Tian. Although Ning Tian and the others had gained a lot from the Shrek Academy in the sky, not only did they obtain something as unheard of as a soul spirit, but their soul ring age and soul power level were also far greater than when the two left the sect.

However... their combat strength is still unknown. Sect Leader Ning wants to test whether their combat level has declined.

"it is good!"

After hearing what Sect Leader Ning said, Ning Tian nodded in agreement, and Wu Feng also nodded in agreement.

"Perfect timing! We'd like to see how much we compare to Grandpa now!"

After saying this, Wu Long's gaze fell on Wu Siduo, and he asked for her opinion.

Wu Siduo nodded, her expression remaining calm, but a hint of fighting spirit flashed in her cold eyes. She also wanted to know just how strong the titled Douluo in the outside world really were.

Sect Leader Ning smiled and nodded.

"Alright, in that case, let's head to the training ground now."

He turned around, gave a few instructions to the disciple beside him, and then, with a gust of blood, left.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's training ground is the largest training ground in the entire sect, capable of accommodating hundreds of people to watch the battle at the same time.

When Ning Tian, ​​Wu Feng, and Wu Siduo entered the training ground, many disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had already gathered around.

"Look! It's the young sect leader!"

"I heard that the young sect leader spent several months at that academy outside. I wonder how much his strength has improved..."

The disciples whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

After all, Ning Tian, ​​as the young sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, has a noble status, and there are very few opportunities to see her fight in actual combat.

Today, not only Ning Tian, ​​but also Wu Feng, and a strange girl who looks extraordinary.

This exchange was clearly extraordinary.

Sect Leader Ning walked to the edge of the training ground and gave Wu Long some instructions.

"Be careful not to hurt them."

Although Ning Tian and the others have indeed improved, the difference in soul power still exists. Moreover, even though the two of them have ten-thousand-year soul rings, Wu Long also has five ten-thousand-year soul rings.

Upon hearing this, Wulong nodded.

"Sect Master, rest assured, I understand."

His gaze fell on Wu Feng and the other two, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly.

"I will be careful."

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng was immediately displeased.

She put her hands on her hips, glared at Wulong, and spoke with dissatisfaction.

"Grandpa, are you underestimating us?"

Wu Long couldn't help but laugh when he saw her puffed-up face.

"Good, good, good, we won't underestimate them, we won't underestimate them."

He paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"Then show me your full strength and let me see just how capable you really are."

Ning Tian smiled slightly, walked to the center of the martial arts arena, and stood side by side with Wu Feng.

Wu Siduo stood beside them, her expression indifferent, as if this sparring match was nothing more than a routine matter to her.

Wu Long stood opposite them, hands behind his back, waiting for them to make the first move.

"Are you ready?"

Wu Feng took a deep breath, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Ready!"

As soon as the words were spoken, dazzling soul rings suddenly lit up beneath the feet of the three of them!

Om-!

"Possessed by the Red Dragon!"

Fiery red dragon scales extended from Wu Feng's face to his entire arm, and red light emanated from his eyes, as if flames were spewing out. His body was filled with scorching fiery red soul power, and at the same time, his entire body became extremely hot, with four soul rings, two purple and two black, slowly rising from his body!

On the other side, Ning Tian also summoned his Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, with four spirit rings—two purple and two black—below him!

Both of them are fourth-ring Soul Masters, and both have a terrifying combination of two purple and two black rings!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples watching from the sidelines stared wide-eyed at the scene, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Two...two ten-thousand-year soul rings?!"

"The young sect leader actually has two ten-thousand-year soul rings?!"

"How is this possible?!"

"No! Look at the young sect leader's martial spirit, it has nine layers! It's the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

Whispers spread through the crowd, filled with shock and disbelief!

Sect Master Ning was quite pleased with this scene. Now that his daughter had displayed her martial soul in front of this group of people, her prestige had increased significantly. He believed that there would be few obstacles in her future succession to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

But it wasn't over yet. After Wu Siduo released her Netherworld Cat Martial Soul, the blood-red fish...

One purple and four black!

Five-Ring Soul King!

"This...this is..."

Sect Leader Ning's pupils suddenly contracted, and he froze on the spot.

As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he had seen countless geniuses, but this girl in front of him, who looked about the same age as Ning Tian, ​​was already a five-ring Soul King.

Moreover, four ten-thousand-year soul rings?!

Isn't this much better than my own daughter?

Wu Long was equally stunned. His gaze was fixed on the four black soul rings at Wu Siduo's feet, and a storm of shock surged in his heart.

Four ten-thousand-year soul rings.

As a titled Douluo, he had cultivated for decades, yet he only possessed five ten-thousand-year soul rings.

And this little girl, who looks no more than ten years old, already has four?

Moreover, her martial spirit...

Wu Long's gaze fell on Wu Siduo, who had already completed the possession of the Netherworld Cat. Her pupils were bulging, and cat ears appeared on her hair.

This aura... there's no mistaking it, it's the Ghost Cat!

That is the inherited martial spirit of the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire.

But when did the Zhu family produce such a genius?

At least, in all these years, he had never heard of such a genius appearing in the Zhu family. According to the information he had, the current member of the Zhu family was Zhu Lu, who was already married to Dai Hao, the second son of the White Tiger Duke.

But the girl in front of him, Wu Siduo, is about the same age as his granddaughter, and... she doesn't even have the surname Zhu. What's going on?

Wu Long was somewhat puzzled at this moment, but... he remembered what Ning Tian had said yesterday: the other person who possessed the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul was not someone left outside by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

This academy... is very strange. How exactly does it manage to gather so many people with top-tier martial souls and even train them?

Sect Leader Ning's previous decision seems to be quite good. If they can merge with Shrek Academy, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School might be able to usher in a new era of glory.

It's just a pity... that it can't be done.

A complex look flashed in Wulong's eyes.

"Grandpa, we're going in!"

Wu Feng's voice interrupted Wu Long's thoughts. She pushed off with her feet and charged towards Wu Long like a blur!

At the same time, Ning Tian also made a move.

She raised her hands, and the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda appeared in her palms, radiating a dazzling light.

"Nine treasures transform into crystal; these nine treasures have names, one of which is: Speed."

"Thirdly: Strength!"

A second ray of light emanated from Wu Feng, further enhancing his power!

"Fourth: The Soul!"

Three beams of light simultaneously entered the bodies of Ning Tian and Wu Siduo.

Chapter 226 A Single Word of Armor, Dance!

On the training ground, Wu Feng's first soul ring suddenly lit up.

The purple millennium soul ring beneath her feet emitted a dazzling light, accompanied by a clear dragon's roar, and her fists were instantly covered with a layer of scorching crimson flames.

First Soul Skill - Dragon Fire.

With a powerful thrust of his feet, Wu Feng charged towards Wu Long like a cannonball!

Her speed was astonishing, leaving a crimson afterimage behind her. Her fists, burning with dragon fire, slammed fiercely into the witch dragon's chest!

Wu Long's eyes narrowed, but he neither dodged nor avoided, raising his right arm to block.

"boom!"

Their fists collided, producing a dull, loud bang. Wu Long's body remained completely still, while Wu Feng was thrown back half a step by the force of the impact.

However, the dragon fire clinging to Wu Feng's fist was like a persistent carbuncle, spreading up Wu Long's arm and attempting to burn his skin.

With a slight tremor of its soul power, Wulong dispersed the flames.

"The power is good, and the temperature of the flames is high enough."

Wu Long nodded, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"However, that's not enough."