Douluo Continent: I Moved the Entire Dragon King.

Her purple eyes were clear and bright, her face was delicate, and her aura was restrained and calm. Just standing there, she exuded a cool and elegant temperament.

This is the last member of the East Sea F4 that Tang Wulin and the others have been talking about...

Wang Dong'er's eyes flickered slightly. She had never seen Gu Yue make a move before, and she had only recently learned of Gu Yue's existence.

We don't know what her martial spirit is, what her fighting style is, or even what type of attacks she is good at.

Wang Dong'er pursed her lips slightly, a serious look flashing in her pinkish-blue eyes.

No matter how strong Gu Yue is, she will go all out.

After all, she had already suffered a humiliating defeat in the last freshman assessment, and she absolutely could not let that scene repeat itself in this Five Extremes Competition.

Meanwhile, Guan Xing's gaze was fixed on the two figures on the competition stage, his purple eyes holding a complex light.

Gu Yue possesses the complete origin of the Silver Dragon King, and his current strength surpasses that of his severely injured self.

Such an opponent is definitely not someone Wang Dong'er can handle.

Gu Yuena knew this very well. She didn't even need to guess the course of the match. Of course, this was a judgment based on a comprehensive battle. If other battle rules were used, such as a battle of souls, a battle of mechs, or a battle of weapons, the outcome might not be so certain.

Especially after witnessing the battle between Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

It is truly unbelievable that a support-type Soul Master's soul could defeat a power-attack-type Soul Master's soul.

Similarly, even when facing an opponent who possesses the complete essence of the Silver Dragon King, if the rules favor skill, control, or strategy, Wang Dong'er might not be entirely without a fighting chance.

In the realm of gods, several gazes also fell upon Wang Dong'er.

The God King of Destruction crossed his arms, a half-smile playing on his cold face. He turned to look at Tang San beside him and spoke in a low voice.

"Tang San, just look at how much Xiao Qi has grown after all the trouble you went through to send her down there."

Although the God King of Destruction was quite dissatisfied with Tang San, he did not have any prejudice against Wang Dong'er.

After all, Wang Dong'er was a child he had watched grow up.

Xiao Wu sat beside Tang San, her eyes filled with worry, her gaze fixed on the figure on the light screen.

Is Xiaoqi doing well down there?

Have you been wronged? Have you been bullied? Have you been eating well and sleeping soundly?

A series of thoughts welled up in Xiaowu's mind. As a mother, even though she knew that her daughter had grown up and was no longer the little girl who needed her to protect her at all times, she still couldn't help but worry.

I hope everything is alright... I hope Xiao Qi is safe and well in the next world.

Meanwhile, on the competition stage, Wang Dong'er had already walked to her designated position and stood still.

Her gaze fell on the figure opposite her, her pink and blue eyes narrowed slightly. She took a deep breath, banished all those distracting thoughts, and then focused all her attention on the upcoming match.

At that very moment, the audience watched as the play descended upon the tomb, the radiant light of the plague-stricken boat, and the ethereal, ethereal frame.

[First Match Rules: A Battle of Weapons]

A war of weapons?

When Wang Dong'er saw these industry rules, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng waved his hand, and two long spears materialized in front of the two of them.

The two spears were radiant with light, their lines were smooth and sharp, and their tips gleamed with a cold light. They were made of the same material, and the only differences were their color and shape.

Wang Dong'er's spear is a replica of the Golden Dragon Spear. After all, Wang Dong'er already has such a divine weapon as the Golden Dragon Spear, so her subsequent practice will naturally be based on it.

The spear in front of Gu Yue was a replica of the Silver Dragon Spear.

Wang Dong'er reached out and grasped the shaft of the golden spear with her five fingers, feeling the sensation in her palm.

Yes, the weight is just right, and it feels good in the hand.

She slightly moved her wrist, and the golden spear drew a sharp arc in her hand, accompanied by a whistling sound.

Meanwhile, Gu Yue also picked up the silver-white spear, her movements as she gripped the shaft were natural and fluid. (Gu Yue's forte is elemental attacks, and she had also spent some time specifically learning how to use the spear during Wang Dong'er and the others' training.)

The two stood facing each other, only a few meters apart.

"Start."

Lin Feng's voice came from one side of the competition stage.

Gu Yue was the first to make a move. A silver-white spear seemed to emerge from her hand, its tip aimed straight at Wang Dong'er's throat. The angle was sharp and fierce, carrying an unstoppable penetrating force!

Wang Dong'er's pupils contracted slightly. Her reaction was equally swift. Almost instinctively, she leaned to the side, and at the same time, she flicked the golden spear in her hand upwards, the shaft striking the side of Gu Yue's spear precisely, deflecting the sharp thrust.

Clang!

The two spears clashed together, producing a crisp metallic clang and sparks flying.

However, Gu Yue's figure did not stop. With a slight flick of her wrist, the silver-white spear slid down Wang Dong'er's spear shaft as if it were alive, the tip of the spear carrying a sharp cold light, aiming straight for Wang Dong'er's waist and abdomen!

Wang Dong'er frowned slightly. She took a step back and held the golden spear upright in front of her, blocking Gu Yue's attack.

The two spears clashed again, producing a crisp sound.

"Such fast marksmanship!" Wang Dong'er thought to herself in amazement. She could sense that Gu Yue's marksmanship far exceeded her expectations.

However, Wang Dong'er was no pushover either. After all, during her training, she had been subjected to beatings the most. If she didn't learn to dodge, she would be beaten badly with wooden sticks.

Wang Dong'er's figure moved constantly on the competition stage, sometimes turning to the side, sometimes bending over, sometimes rolling over, her whole person like a nimble butterfly shuttling and dodging among Gu Yue's sharp spear light.

Gu Yue's offensive was indeed fierce. The silver-white spear in her hand was like a silver storm, relentlessly hurling at Wang Dong'er, while the silver-white net of the spear was like a silver storm.

Wang Dong'er dodged while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

She knew that against an opponent like Gu Yue who focused on offense, simply defending and dodging was not a long-term solution; she had to find the right opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Finally, in the instant of dodging to the side, Wang Dong'er suddenly twisted her body, and the golden spear in her hand swept out horizontally, the spear shaft carrying a whooshing wind and heading straight for Gu Yue's legs!

Gu Yue's reaction was equally astonishingly fast. She lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped into the air, narrowly avoiding the sweeping attack.

The moment she landed, the silver-white spear in her hand thrust out again, the tip of the spear precisely aimed at Wang Dong'er's shoulder!

Wang Dong'er suddenly twisted her body to dodge, the tip of the gun grazing her clothes.

After several exchanges, the two spear techniques clashed on the competition stage, with golden and silver spear lights flashing alternately and the clanging sounds of their weapons ringing out continuously.

Meanwhile, in the God Realm, Tang San watched the two fight, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes. Sure enough, he was the expert when it came to weapons. If he were to fight, he could quickly achieve victory.

Gu Yue's marksmanship was clearly superior; every time she fired, Wang Dong'er was forced to retreat.

Fine beads of sweat had formed on Wang Dong'er's forehead, and her breathing had become more rapid.

The continuous high-intensity dodging and blocking depleted her stamina quite quickly, while Gu Yue's attacks continued unabated, as if she never felt tired, and her endurance seemed to be stronger than hers.

Finally, in the instant of blocking, Wang Dong'er stumbled slightly, her figure showing a brief opening.

Gu Yue naturally wouldn't let this excellent opportunity slip by.

With a sudden flick of her wrist, the silver spear transformed into a streak of silver lightning, precisely piercing through Wang Dong'er's defensive gaps, its tip lightly touching Wang Dong'er's chest.

The force wasn't strong; it only left a faint mark on Wang Dong'er's clothes, but that was enough.

Wang Dong'er stopped moving. She looked down at the faint gunshot mark on her chest and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

She slowly withdrew the golden spear from her hand, nodded slightly to Gu Yue opposite her, and began to speak.

"I lost."

Wang Dong'er couldn't help but sigh, wishing she could have practiced her marksmanship for a longer period of time.

Gu Yue also sheathed his silver spear and nodded slightly to Wang Dong'er.

Chapter 374 Tang San, do you dare give the Golden Dragon Spear to your daughter?

The rules for the second round of the competition quickly appeared on the screen.

[Second Match Rules: Mech Battle]

When Wang Dong'er saw these words, a glint of light suddenly lit up in her pinkish-blue eyes.

Mech Wars?

She couldn't help but clench her fist, a surge of surprise welling up inside her.

During her time studying at Shrek Academy, she never missed a single mecha class and took every practical training session seriously. Teacher Wu Changkong once praised her mecha piloting skills as being quite good among her peers.

Wang Dong'er took a deep breath, walked to the black mecha on one side of the competition platform, and lightly leaped into the cockpit.

On the other side, Gu Yue also boarded another mecha.

The moment the match began, the two jet-black mechs started moving simultaneously.

Wang Dong'er's mecha movements were smooth and swift. Inside the cockpit, her hands flew across the control panel, and under her control, the mecha sped towards Gu Yue like a nimble cheetah.

Although Gu Yue's mecha also started moving, it was noticeably slower than Wang Dong'er in both the smoothness of its movements and its reaction speed.

In the first exchange, Wang Dong'er's mecha made a sideways cut in, and the metal blade in her hand accurately swept Gu Yue's mecha's right arm. Although it did not cause any real damage, it made Gu Yue's mecha's center of gravity sway slightly.

Wang Dong'er then seized the opportunity to launch a series of attacks. Her mecha moved nimbly and unpredictably, and her attacks were continuous. Although Gu Yue's mecha was also trying its best to respond, it was ultimately defeated due to the difference in the skill level of its pilot.

In less than two minutes, Gu Yue's mecha was forced to the edge of the arena by Wang Dong'er.

Wang Dong'er's mecha made a final horizontal push, directly pushing Gu Yue's mecha off the edge of the arena.

The match is over.

"Wang Dong'er wins the second match."

Gu Yue's attitude towards mechas has always seemed rather passive. In his view, it's better to focus on honing his own fighting armor and cultivating his martial spirit rather than spending time and energy on controlling such external devices. Therefore, Gu Yue hasn't invested much in learning about mechas. (From the original work)

A hint of undisguised joy welled up in Wang Dong'er's pinkish-blue eyes.

Very good!

She won! She really won!

Wang Dong'er couldn't help but clench her fists, her heart filled with joy.

She had originally thought that after losing the first weapons battle, she might continue to lose in the second, and if that happened, she would lose all three matches, which would be a real loss of face for her.

Moreover, if that were the case, she might end up at the bottom of the Tang Clan members participating in this Five Extremes Grand Competition.

After all, although Xie Xie was a bit of a jerk, his strength was undeniable.

Wang Dong'er didn't want Xie Xie to come over after the match with a smug look and say things like, "Wang Dong'er, you're not good enough."

Just thinking about that scene made Wang Dong'er feel uncomfortable all over.

Fortunately... she has won one round now, at least she hasn't lost everything.

As Wang Dong'er leaped out of the cockpit and her feet touched the ground, a slight smile unconsciously curved the corners of her mouth.

Meanwhile, in the realm of gods, Xiao Wu saw her daughter win the second match, and her eyes immediately lit up with joy.

"Xiao Qi won!"

Xiao Wu's voice was filled with barely concealed excitement. She turned to look at Tang San beside her, a smile playing on her lips.

Tang San gave a light hum, a look of acceptance on his face, as if Wang Dong'er's victory was only natural.

When the spectators below the competition platform saw Gu Yue lose, they shouted loudly.

"Gu Yue! Are you even capable?"

His voice was quite loud, with a hint of teasing.

However, Gu Yue merely glanced at him coldly, her purple eyes carrying a faint warning.

Xie Xie suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and obediently shut his mouth, shrinking back into his seat without making a sound.

Tang Wulin then looked at Gu Yue and spoke.

"Gu Yue, keep it up!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue was slightly taken aback, then a faint smile appeared on her lips, and she nodded slightly.

At this moment, the light screen above the competition stage started scrolling again, and the rules of the third match appeared on the screen.

[Third Match Rules: Comprehensive Battle]

Wang Dong'er took out the specially made gloves from her storage soul tool and put them on. Then, with a thought, the Golden Dragon Spear appeared in her hand. (The new features of the Golden Dragon Spear have been mentioned earlier.)

At the same time, a layer of silvery-white light began to emerge around Wang Dong'er, and the armor clung tightly to her body, outlining a slender and graceful silhouette.

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