Douluo Continent: Starting with the Tiger Emperor Template

Chapter 85: Xuanzi didn't even mourn Long Aotian's defeat for a moment; he immediately rushed to the battlefield!

Meanwhile, high in the sky above the Sun and Moon Empire.

The two figures faced each other across the clouds, neither making the first move. However, the mere collision of their auras within the clouds cleared a vacuum in the sky for hundreds of feet around.

The higher clouds were torn into pieces by an invisible force, escaping in all directions to reveal the clear sky behind them.

Xuanzi stood suspended in the clouds, his tattered gray robe fluttering in the high-altitude air currents, his messy hair dancing wildly in the wind.

But he had no time to care about his appearance at the moment, because all his attention was focused on the figure opposite him.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, his posture composed. His signature dark green hair was draped behind him, the strands remaining perfectly in place in the wind, as if even the air currents dared not disturb the ends of his hair.

His complexion was rosy like a baby's, and his skin was so smooth that it showed no signs of age.

If it weren't for the cold, sharp edge that could only be honed through countless life-and-death battles deep within those eyes, no one would associate this seemingly middle-aged man with the title of "one of the world's top experts."

And he was none other than the Sect Master of the Body Sect, Poison Undying.

A level 98 Super Douluo, one of the pinnacles of Soul Masters across the entire continent.

But what Xuanzi sensed at this moment was a fact that made his heart sink slightly: the other party's aura was in no way weaker than his own.

It might even surpass the top tier.

Although they are far from reaching the threshold of level 99 Limit Douluo, there is still a difference between level 98 and level 98.

"Thank you, Xuanzi."

Poison Undying spoke first, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. Strangely, however, there was no gratitude in that smile, only undisguised mockery and smugness.

"When you encountered such a talented Soul Master, Shrek Academy didn't choose to keep it all to yourself, but instead informed us. In a way, Xuanzi, you've done me a great favor."

When he said this, every word was as if he were savoring an extremely delicious dish.

He already knew most of the details of how Xuanzi had been humiliated by Lu Ren through his own channels.

If Xuanzi hadn't had his initiative locked up by that boy's oath using a set of martial souls, how could Shrek Academy have been willing to share information about such a genius?

This is using the Body Sect's knife to cut off one's own flesh.

Unfortunately, this knife is more than enough to kill someone who isn't poisoned.

Xuanzi's expression was grave, and he let out a cold snort.

"I never expected that it would be you, you old poisoner, who would personally take action."

"Otherwise what?"

"Poison doesn't kill," he retorted, his tone even more sarcastic.

He tilted his head slightly, his long, dark green hair sliding down his shoulder with the movement: "This is the brain's original martial soul. The brain is the most important organ in the human body. Now that a genius with a brain-based martial soul has appeared, why should I, as the sect leader, sit idly by?"

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes like a blade: "Furthermore, our Body Sect is suffering from a severe shortage of talent, and we still haven't found a suitable successor."

"Tell me, should I take this seriously?"

Xuanzi had a bad feeling.

Failed.

Why did Elder Mu remain silent and tacitly approve of his plan at the Sea God Pavilion meeting, without uttering a single word from beginning to end?

He thought it was tacit approval at the time, but now he realizes that it was Old Master Mu giving him face.

Not publicly rejecting a plan that was destined to have flaws was the last way to save face for his old friend.

Killing two birds with one stone becomes setting yourself on fire; using someone else to kill becomes using one tiger to devour another.

For a level 98 Super Douluo to make such a basic mistake in a top-level competition is utterly shameful.

"Isn't this Long Aotian enough to meet the requirements for your inheritance?"

Xuanzi snorted in dissatisfaction, trying to regain some ground elsewhere.

"A level 59 Soul King at fifteen, who has even reached the Unity of Heaven and Man realm? Goodness, even Shrek Academy has never produced such a genius. And you actually say that Long Aotian isn't qualified?"

Poison Undying stood with his hands behind his back, his dark green hair flowing without moving. His expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, as if what Xuanzi said meant nothing to him.

"But wasn't he still knocked down by Lu Ren with a single punch?"

He spoke with a smile.

"This Lu Ren is really something else. He's clearly a spirit-type Soul Master, yet his physical body is so strong—interesting. I'm determined to take him in, no matter who comes."

Xuanzi's pupils suddenly contracted.

Just then, near the alleyway where Lu Ren was below, three auras of Title Douluo level were rapidly approaching.

Those are—the three Title Douluos of the Body Sect!

How many people from the Body Sect actually came this time?

Are they all mobilized for Lu Ren?

Xuanzi's eyes instantly turned red.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked, and he trembled with anger.

He did something stupid again.

He greatly underestimated the importance that the Body Sect placed on Lu Ren.

In his view, if the Body Sect found out about this, they would at most send a few Soul Douluo-level elders to snatch him away. At that time, he, Xuanzi, would step in to stop them, put on a beautiful show of a hero saving a genius, and naturally bring Lu Ren back to Shrek Academy.

But he didn't expect that Poison Undying would come in person.

Not only did he come in person, but he also brought at least three Title Douluos with him.

"A miscalculation, a complete miscalculation!"

Xuanzi gritted his teeth, the sound squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Now, you'd better just watch." Poison Immortal took in Xuanzi's reaction, his smile deepening. "This is the territory of the Sun Moon Empire. It would be unwise for us to fight here."

"Besides, these Soul Masters aren't pushovers. Neither of us would want dozens of Soul Tools pointed at our heads during a battle, would we?"

He paused, licked his lips, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Besides, even if we really fought, would you be a match for me?"

Xuanzi fell silent.

His chest heaved violently, and it felt as if a scalding hot stone was stuck in his throat.

He did not refute it because what Du Bu Si said was true.

He knew all too well the power of Poison Undying.

They have fought each other so many times, yet Poison Undying has always been one step ahead.

Even though they were both in the same class of '98, the difference was obvious.

But in the next instant, a gentle voice quietly rang out between the two: "If Xuanzi can't stop you, then what about me?"

Poison Undying's smile froze, and Xuanzi's body shuddered violently.

A soft halo of light was released from behind the two of them without warning.

The halo wasn't dazzling; it was a very pale gold, like the first ray of sunlight on a winter morning, warm and gentle.

However, its spread was seemingly slow but actually very fast; in the time it took to breathe, it enveloped the entire airspace.

Before this halo, the overwhelming aura of Poison Undying melted away like ice and snow, disappearing completely in an instant.

The oppressive aura in the sky, which even birds dared not approach, dissipated as if it had never existed.

Poison Undying, who had been domineering and in control from beginning to end, suddenly changed his expression.

"This, this is—"

His voice even trembled slightly.

Such a strong light attribute!

"Immortal, it's been many years. It seems you've forgotten me."

Kindness and gentleness rang out again.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the strong winds high in the sky and the obstruction of the clouds, as if it were spreading directly across the entire heavens.

Du Bu Si suddenly turned around, and behind him and Xuan Zi, an old figure slowly walked out.

Level 99 Limit Douluo, Dragon God Douluo Mu En!

He stood there quietly above the clouds, like an ordinary old man leaning against an old tree at the village entrance, enjoying the shade.

But beads of sweat had already seeped from the forehead of the poison-ineffective patient.

"You, you are—"

How could he forget that face, that voice?

Back when his elder brother was still alive, this old man was a huge mountain weighing down on the entire Body Sect.

Decades have passed, and he thought the mountain had long since collapsed. The injuries left from that battle would have been enough to kill any Super Douluo. But the mountain is still alive, standing right in front of him.

"Elder Mu!"

Xuanzi exclaimed in surprise.

Mu En has come out of seclusion. He never dreamed that the Dragon God Douluo, who hadn't left Shrek Academy for so many years, would actually come in person.

But the next second, the joy in Xuanzi's heart receded like the tide, replaced by a chill and guilt that surged from the depths of his bones.

No one knew Old Master Mu's health condition better than him.

The old wounds left by that great battle, coupled with the erosion of time, had long since depleted the life force of this level 99 Limit Douluo to almost nothing.

He usually lay on that broken recliner at the entrance of the Sea God Pavilion in order to preserve his remaining lifespan.

The reason he had to come out of seclusion today was entirely because of his son Xuanzi's foolishness.

"I'm sorry, Elder Mu—"

Xuanzi's voice was hoarse, as if he was using his last bit of strength to squeeze the words out of his chest.

"It's all my fault, otherwise you wouldn't have come here at all —"

"It's alright."

Moon waved his hand.

"I've been at Shrek Academy for so long that I thought nobody knew me anymore."

His tone was calm, but when he raised his dim, yellowish eyes and looked at Du Busi, Du Busi's hair stood on end.

"Immortality was a gift from your elder brother back then, and I still remember it vividly to this day."

"You and your brother have the exact same temper. Impulsiveness is the devil. If it weren't for your brother's impulsiveness back then, perhaps he would still be alive today."

Poison Undying's face turned completely gloomy.

Her long, dark green hair moved without wind, and although her aura was suppressed under Moon's pressure, she still refused to yield like a trapped beast.

He gritted his teeth and said, enunciating each word clearly, "You're still alive!"

Moon's tone remained calm: "If I die, will you continue to bully Shrek Academy?"

The moment those words were spoken, a burst of intense golden light flashed in the air, like an invisible giant hammer slamming into Poison Undying.

Poison Undying trembled violently, his aura weakened to the extreme at this moment, and his originally rosy, baby-like face finally showed a paleness that should not belong to him.

This made him take a deep breath to suppress the shock and resentment in his heart.

Today's events are unlikely to end well, but he absolutely cannot stand by and watch Lu Ren be taken away by Shrek Academy.

The genius of the Brain Body Martial Soul, the innate full soul power, and the ability to knock down Long Aotian, whose cultivation level was 59 and was above his own, with a single punch—all these factors combined mean something that outsiders will never understand to the Body Sect.

"Dragon God Douluo, that battle back then wasn't just a simple clash of pride!"

Poison Immortal coldly said, "Besides, this child is absolutely unsuitable for Shrek Academy! Don't try to act superior just because you're old!"

Moon's gaze fell on his face, his dim eyes showing no anger, only a calm that saw through everything.

"Don't worry, this is within the territory of the Sun Moon Empire, I won't do anything reckless."

"In that case, I will only give Xuanzi ten minutes. If Xuanzi cannot get Lu Ren to agree to join Shrek Academy within ten minutes, then I will take Xuanzi away and will no longer concern myself with this matter."

"how?"

Poison Undying remained silent for a long time.

His long, dark green hair fluttered in the wind, obscuring half of his face and making his expression impossible to discern.

But he was rapidly calculating in his mind.

In ten minutes, a level 98 Super Douluo tries to persuade a level 50 Soul King, or rather, to capture a level 50 Soul King.

The outcome is clear to everyone.

This is hardly showing mercy!

Having seen through this, Du Busi sarcastically remarked, "Ten minutes, for an elder with a cultivation level of 98 to bully a junior who is only a level 50 Soul King. You Shrek Academy students are truly hypocritical to the extreme."

Ten minutes is enough time for Xuanzi to catch Lu Ren a hundred times, unless Lu Ren has special abilities or other means to deal with Xuanzi.

Moon didn't respond: "The choice is in your hands, not ours."

Poison Undying snorted angrily.

Does he have a choice?

He didn't know if Moon would actually refrain from taking action today if he refused, but he couldn't afford to gamble.

Even his older brother lost back then, so he doesn't consider himself an exception.

"Dragon God Douluo, even if you're still alive, I don't believe my elder brother didn't leave something on you back then. I'm no match for you, but if you want to kill me, the price you'll pay will certainly not be small!"

He paused, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Shrek Academy's rivals are not just our Body Sect—heh."

Moon's reply remained indifferent: "Enough with the nonsense, just sit here with this old codger and watch the show for ten minutes."

Poison Undying snorted angrily and stopped talking.

He flicked his long, dark green hair and put his hands back behind his back, but deep in his eyes, which were fixed on the ground, churned an undisguised anxiety.

Mu En nodded slightly and looked at Xuanzi, saying, "Xuanzi, go."

Xuanzi nodded heavily.

He glared at Du Bu Si with an almost ferocious look, then his figure transformed into a streak of light and swooped down.

Ten minutes!

He only has ten minutes!

These ten minutes were earned by Elder Mu using his already limited lifespan and his old face that had suppressed the Body Sect for decades.

No matter what method he uses—whether it's kidnapping, deception, or force—he is determined to get that kid to agree within these ten minutes.

Without even a moment's mourning for Long Aotian's defeat, the next one to arrive on the battlefield was—Xuanzi!

"Bang!!!"

Xuanzi's feet slammed into the ground, and a ring of air exploded where he landed, sending debris flying in all directions like a torrential rain.

The brick walls on both sides of the alley trembled violently, and dust fell from the cracks in the walls.

He slowly straightened up, his tattered gray robe billowing in the aftershocks of the air current, his disheveled hair obscuring most of his face.

Xuanzi slowly raised his head, and two beams of light shot out from his cloudy old eyes as he stared straight at the black-haired youth who was being protected by three Title Douluo of the Body Sect not far away.

"Kid, I'm curious, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve to deal with me now?"

Seeing that it was Xuanzi, Lu Ren was not surprised at all. He raised his eyes and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Three seniors, please take Long Aotian and leave first."

Lu Ren looked at the three Title Douluos protecting him: "You are no match for Xuanzi, let me handle this."

The three titled Douluo looked at him with surprise; they were indeed no match for Xuanzi.

In front of a level 98 Super Douluo, an ordinary Title Douluo is nothing more than a slightly larger ant; even three of them together wouldn't last more than a few breaths.

But this boy in front of me is only level 50. Does that mean he can handle him?

"Hurry up and go." Lu Ren's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a sense of confidence. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Xuanzi came to get me to join Shrek Academy, so he won't kill me."

"But it's not necessarily the same for you. As long as I'm alive, I'm one of your Body Sect members. So what are you worried about?"

These words struck a chord with the three titled Douluo.

The leading Title Douluo patted Lu Ren's shoulder forcefully, his voice hoarse and urgent: "Little brother—you're right, you must hold on, we'll talk to the sect leader and find a way to save you."

"That's right, you really have to be careful!"

Another person carried the unconscious Long Aotian out of the ruins.

The three of them took one last, reluctant look at Lu Ren, then leaped into the air and sped away into the distance.

Xuanzi watched this scene with a mocking expression: "Heh, even the people of the Body Sect aren't protecting you, and you still don't want to join Shrek Academy?"

Lu Ren did not answer. He lowered his head and began preparing for the on-site loan.

His fourth spirit ring is 50,000 years old. This is the spirit ring with the highest age and the most weight he currently possesses, and it is also his trump card, the one whose specific cost he has never revealed to anyone.

Now, it's time to use it.

"At the cost of never being able to use the fourth spirit ring again, the performance of the spell formula will be increased by more than ten times. At the same time, every time a spell is used, the backlash punishment will be doubled."

The moment the restraints were applied, Lu Ren knew—

Become!

His fourth spirit ring has an extremely high age limit of 50,000 years, making it the most valuable of his four spirit rings.

It is precisely because it is expensive enough, coupled with the double penalty of backlash, that it brings about a very significant improvement in the spell's performance, more than ten times!

The original incantation was already very powerful, even capable of affecting Soul Emperors and Soul Saints.

It can even affect Contra.

What if it increases tenfold or more?

Lu Ren's lips curled up slightly.

As for the double backlash punishment—with the reversal technique, a burst throat can be repaired, and ruptured meridians can be restored. What difference is there between this punishment and a tickle?

It can be said that the existence of the Reversal Technique greatly increases Lu Ren's upper limit in using Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique and Spell Technique!

These two are currently the most useful techniques for Lu Ren.

Seeing that Lu Ren was keeping his head down and not speaking, Xuanzi thought that the boy had finally been scared out of his wits.

He burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the empty alleyway, and reached out to grab Lu Ren: "Kid, you'd better come with me, or no one can protect you now!"

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