Douluo Continent: I Moved the Entire Dragon King.

The next morning, just as dawn broke, a soft, golden light bathed the sky above Shrek Academy.

After finishing their meal, Du Busi and the others followed behind Mu Ye. It has to be said that even just coming here for a meal was well worth it. So many good things would be beneficial even to himself. He never expected that these students could eat such good food every day. It was truly enviable.

Several wide and clean corridors led to the official venue of this Five Extremes Grand Competition.

It was an extremely open area, with a huge competition platform in the very center.

The tabletop was a dark silver-gray, and the material looked extremely sturdy. The surface was covered with fine and intricate patterns, clearly designed to withstand high-intensity combat.

The competition platform was surrounded by layers upon layers of spectators.

The spectator stands are arranged in an H-shape, gradually extending from low to high, enveloping the competition stage in the center like an arena.

A rough estimate suggests that there are several thousand people in this area.

This observation deck was divided into five exclusive zones for each faction, each clearly marked and spaced apart to ensure privacy.

In addition, there was a much larger area of ​​general seating, clearly reserved for other spectators.

Makino led Du Busi and the others to one of the areas, then turned to the side and gestured for Du Busi to enter.

"Poison Sect Master, the location of the Body Sect is here. Please follow me."

Poison Immortal nodded, leading Long Aotian, Vina, and a mechanical dragon to Wen Wo.

The area had about a hundred seats, but their group consisted of fewer than thirty people, making it feel quite empty once they sat down.

Long Aotian sat in his seat, his gaze sweeping over the empty seats around him, then glancing at the areas of other factions, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Aren't there a bit too few people?"

Vina pursed her lips slightly, remaining silent, but her gaze also held a hint of the same emotion.

Poison Undying, on the other hand, was in a very good mood. He sat in the front seat, his hands on the armrests, and calmly surveyed his surroundings before speaking.

"It doesn't matter if there are fewer people, what matters is strength. I believe that Sect Master Mu's main sect can win the championship this time."

Poison Undying's words made Mu Ye overjoyed. Indeed, although his own sect members were few in number, each one was an elite.

Before long, people from other factions also arrived.

The first to arrive was the Spirit Pagoda. Leading the way was a woman in a long red dress with long red hair flowing down her back. She was tall, had a beautiful face, and walked with a graceful and composed gait.

She didn't deliberately release any soul power fluctuations around her, but just standing there, she gave people an invisible sense of pressure.

It was the Heavenly Phoenix Fighting in the Luo River, cold and distant.

Behind her were several figures, Zhang Geyang, Hua Tao, Li Mengjie, Da Mo and others lined up in order, each with a calm and reserved demeanor, clearly not ordinary people.

The number of people at the Spirit Transmission Tower far exceeded that of the main sect, and they entered the viewing area in a grand procession, filling the tower's exclusive area to capacity.

Poison Undying's gaze lingered on Leng Yaozhu for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly, a sense of indescribable gravity rising in his heart.

This woman... gave him a feeling that was even stronger than when he faced Moon back then.

And this was without the other party intentionally releasing their aura.

Poison Immortal took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and turned his gaze to the next force to enter.

Tang Clan.

Leading the way was a man in his thirties, tall and handsome, with long black hair flowing down his back. He had a calm and reserved demeanor, exuding the air of a seasoned general. This was Cao Dezhi. Behind him were Zang Xin, Liang Xiaoyu, and others, all of whom were equally formidable.

The Blood God Army's entrance procession was equally impressive.

Leading the way was a middle-aged man with a dignified and composed face, exuding a strong aura of iron and blood, as if he were a general who had stepped out of the battlefield. This was Zhang Huanyun, followed by Zhou Hanyou and others. They were not to be underestimated just by looking at them.

Next to enter is the Temple of War.

Leading the group was a handsome man dressed in white, with an otherworldly air; it was Yun Ming. Behind him were Chen Xinjie, Tang Yinmeng, Lan Muzi, and others.

As Du Bu Si scrutinized the newcomers, the shock in his heart grew ever deeper.

He originally thought that although the main body sect had few people, each of them was an elite and could be considered a force not to be underestimated.

But now that he saw the lineups of the other four forces, he realized that any one of them could be picked out and possess considerable strength.

Han Tianyi, Aruheng, Sima Jinchi... these people would be top-tier figures in any force on the Douluo Continent.

And there are so many such powerful individuals in this academy.

Poison Undying shook his head slightly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"This trip... was definitely worth it."

He said it in a low voice, his tone tinged with emotion.

After the four forces—the Spirit Pagoda, the Tang Clan, the Blood God Army, and the War God Temple—had all entered and taken their seats, the spectators from the ordinary areas began to enter one after another.

This group of people was noticeably more scattered. They were not dressed in uniform, nor were they led by a unified leader. They came in twos and threes. Some looked like ordinary Soul Masters, while others had the air of scholars.

Poison Undying's gaze, which had been fixed on the ordinary onlookers, suddenly paused slightly.

He sensed an extremely terrifying aura emanating from one of them.

That feeling... it was as if my soul was trembling.

Poison Immortal's brows furrowed sharply, his gaze fixed on the person. The other person wore gray armor and a gray cloak, the armor crystal clear. He was handsome and beautiful, with long black hair cascading down his back, and his face was snow-white, devoid of any color. This person was none other than Hades Douluo Harosa.

Poison Immortal immediately noticed that the other party was different, because compared to the others, Harosa made no attempt to hide his aura. If he were to face him, he might not be able to last three rounds!

The ordinary area was mostly occupied by birds, and the birds had been cut off from most of the area.

Because the area of ​​the Bodi Sect was so spacious, some spectators who couldn't find a seat flocked towards the Bodi Sect and filled the empty seats one by one.

Upon seeing this, Mu Ye coughed lightly twice to cover his embarrassment, then turned to look at Du Busi and whispered.

"...You know, it's not easy to find a true martial soul."

Upon hearing this, Du Busi couldn't help but laugh and quickly nodded.

"That's right, that's right. It's hard to find a true martial soul. I understand, I understand."

The stadium became lively and bustling with activity as all the spectators watched. Countless conversations and discussions echoed among the crowd.

Poison Undying sat in his seat, his gaze fixed on the huge arena in the center, a question lingering in his mind.

Logically speaking, the Five Extremes Competition should have already started, right?

But the competition stage was completely empty; there wasn't a single person there.

Just as Du Bu Si was about to ask Mu Ye a question, he suddenly noticed a figure standing on the stage.

He was a young man dressed in simple white clothes, with a handsome face, upright posture, and extraordinary temperament, as gentle and refined as jade.

There was no fluctuation of soul power around him, nor did he release any pressure, yet he seemed to become the center of the entire world simply by standing there.

Poison Undying's heart skipped a beat. As he looked at the young man in front of him, Poison Undying felt as if he were gazing upon a supreme god!

Chapter 365 This grand event invites everyone to enjoy it together. Douluo Continent, God Realm, Abyss, Crimson, and Pegasus

The young man stood in the center of the competition stage, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire arena. Then he slowly opened his mouth, his voice clear and gentle, like a spring breeze rippling across a lake.

"Welcome, guests. First, let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Feng, and I am the dean of this academy."

Just then, Du Bu Si suddenly remembered that the statue he saw when he landed was clearly Lin Feng in front of him.

He originally thought the statue was some kind of pirated Shrek Academy, which made the first headmaster look foolish. He never expected that the real thing would appear right in front of him.

Who exactly is Dean Lin Feng, who can gather so many terrifying monsters in the same academy and cultivate so many top experts?

Poison Undying unconsciously gripped the armrest of the chair, his eyes filled with awe.

Meanwhile, sitting on the shoulders of ordinary spectators, one could see the figure of a man sitting on a lap.

The moment he looked at Lin Feng, his body suddenly stiffened.

A strange sense of fear surged from the depths of his soul, instantly engulfing his entire body like an icy tide.

His hands began to tremble involuntarily, and even his breathing became rapid.

Di Tian's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the white-clad figure on the competition stage, his heart filled with disbelief.

He was certain that Lin Feng did not possess any dragon bloodline aura that could suppress him, and he could not sense any soul power fluctuations or pressure from Lin Feng at all.

Yet, just by standing there and glancing at the other person, a deep-seated fear instinctively welled up within him.

This feeling... Di Tian had never experienced before.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a being of a higher dimension.

Di Tian took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but found that his hands were still trembling slightly.

He gritted his teeth, shifted his gaze from Lin Feng, and instead swept it over the other powerful figures in the surrounding areas: Yun Ming, Chen Xinjie, Guan Yue, Leng Yaozhu, and others. The auras emanating from these people were all quite formidable. Even if they were somewhat concealed, he could still sense their hidden sharpness. After all, they had only concealed part of their abilities, not all of them. However, even from what they had shown, Di Tian felt that these people could threaten him.

Di Tian frowned, his heart pounding with increasing tension.

He originally thought that with his strength, he was already second only to one person in the entire Douluo Continent, not to mention that he also had the trump card of the Dragon God Claw.

But now, after looking around, he realized that this observation deck was quite dangerous, and he felt that everything around it was rather perilous.

Sitting not far from him, Gu Yuena was no less shocked than Di Tian.

As the Silver Dragon King, and as a being born after the Dragon God split, Gu Yuena's perception of power is far more acute and profound than Di Tian's.

She could clearly sense that the aura emanating from Yun Ming, Chen Xinjie, Leng Yaozhu, and others had surpassed the limits of Douluo Continent and reached the level of gods.

Although the strength of those auras was only roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary priest, in the world of Douluo Continent, the appearance of a god-level powerhouse was already a completely illogical thing.

So, has the Douluo God Realm finished? So many god-level powerhouses, even priests, and the Douluo God Realm hasn't reacted at all?

Are we just going to treat this like a war of gods from ten thousand years ago and ignore it?

A complex light flashed in Gu Yuena's purple eyes. She remained silent for a long time, then thought to herself that during the years she had been recuperating, the world had undergone too many changes that she was unaware of.

Just then, Gu Yuena suddenly sensed something unusual. Her attention was drawn to the direction of the competition platform, where an extremely rich life force had begun to permeate the air.

The concentration of that life force was even greater than that of the Lake of Life where she had once lived.

Gu Yuena's pupils contracted slightly. Although she didn't know why, she was certain that it was all related to Dean Lin Feng.

How many things that she couldn't understand were still hidden in this academy?

Gu Yuena's purple eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze filled with deep doubt.

In just a few days since arriving at the college, her understanding has been overturned countless times.

Gu Yuena remained silent, her gaze lowered, her mind churning with countless unanswerable questions.

At that moment, Lin Feng spoke again.

His voice remained clear and gentle, yet it possessed a power that involuntarily calmed people down.

"The Five Extremes Challenge is a major event at Shrek Academy."

"Today, on behalf of the college, I would like to invite you all to enjoy this grand event."

After saying this, Lin Feng slightly raised his right hand and gently tapped the air with his slender fingers.

Om-! !

A soft, long humming sound rang out.

As the light appeared, it seemed as if it had been drawn by an invisible paintbrush, slowly gathering, intertwining, and extending in the air, eventually forming several huge circular halos.

Those apertures, suspended in the viewing area, reflected completely different scenes within each aperture.

The leftmost halo reflects the scenery of Douluo Continent, including mountains, rivers, cities, and villages, all in 8K quality.

Figures slowly emerged from within the halo.

They are Bei Bei and Yan Shaozhe, who are still under the Golden Tree; Xu Jiawei and others, who are inside the Star Luo Empire's palace; and Dai Hao and others, who are dressed in military uniform and are currently on the battlefield.

The Heavenly Soul Emperor and others from the Heavenly Soul Empire, the Douling Emperor and others from the Douling Empire, the old emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire, as well as Jing Hongchen, Kong Deming, and others.

Long Xiaoyao, Ye Xishui, and others from the Holy Spirit Cult are searching for a way out, while Xuanzi is in a state of impotent rage.

The faces of these people were clearly visible within the aperture, and each person's expression and demeanor were clearly discernible.

Xiao Hongchen stared wide-eyed at the scene before him. People from the entire Douluo Continent had appeared.

Then, the second halo slowly lit up.

The scene reflected in that halo was clearly different, carrying a more magnificent and sacred aura, as if it came from a higher plane.

Several figures appeared within the halo.