Douluo Continent: The Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, the God of Judgment

"Bang!"

The wooden door slammed heavily against the hard wall with a loud thud, and the plaster peeled off in a rustling sound.

Inside the room, Wang Dong had already put on his white school uniform shirt and was hurriedly buttoning it up with his head down.

Hearing the rough and forceful sound of the door being pushed open, Wang Dong turned around abruptly, her beautiful and lively eyes instantly filled with anger.

"Did you just come in?! What did you see?!"

Wang Dong's voice was clear and melodious, but at this moment it carried an undisguised sense of shame and anger, as well as a chilling murderous aura.

Her exquisite face, which would make countless girls feel ashamed, flushed red, and her fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles made a cracking sound.

Yun Yi stepped into the room, slammed the door shut behind him, and leaned lazily against the door.

He looked directly at Wang Dong, who was on the verge of exploding with rage, raised an eyebrow, and spoke in a tone so calm it was infuriating:

"We're all grown men, it's just changing clothes in the dorm, who are we trying to impress? And what can they do even if they see us?"

These slightly provocative and nonchalant words completely ignited the powder keg in Wang Dong's heart.

Having been pampered since childhood and treated like a precious jewel in the Haotian Sect, she had never suffered such humiliation and disrespect!

"You lecherous scoundrel! You're asking for it!"

Wang Dong roared, his footwork instantly changing.

Her figure transformed into a butterfly flitting among flowers, leaving a trail of afterimages in the confined space, heading straight for Yun Yi's face.

His right leg drew an extremely sharp arc in mid-air, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, and lashed out at Yun Yi's carotid artery.

This powerful and rapid whip kick demonstrated a physical strength far exceeding that of ordinary freshmen.

Faced with this fierce and unparalleled attack, Yun Yi stood still, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

Just as that long leg was about to sweep across his neck, Yun Yi moved.

He slowly raised his left hand, his five fingers spread, precisely blocking the blind spot in the side defense.

"Snapped!"

A dull thud of flesh colliding echoed in the cramped room.

Wang Dong's powerful whip kick landed squarely on Yun Yi's palm.

The violent impact erupted in a circular motion at the point of contact between the two, causing visible, violent ripples in the surrounding air.

However, Yun Yi's arm was like reinforced concrete, completely unmoved.

His body didn't even sway slightly; he remained as steady as a mountain.

Wang Dong's pupils contracted violently.

She knew better than anyone the destructive power of her kick—enough to easily snap a solid tree as thick as a bowl in half.

But the boy in front of her, with an eerily handsome face, caught it with one hand with ease, without even disrupting his breathing rhythm in the slightest.

The shock lasted only half a second before Wang Dongming's innate fighting instincts immediately kicked in and he launched a counterattack.

Using the force of the strong recoil, her abdominal muscles suddenly exploded, her body twisted in mid-air, and her left leg transformed into a venomous dragon, kicking straight at Yun Yi's wide-open chest.

Yun Yi twisted his left wrist, gripping Wang Dong's ankle like an iron clamp, and then pulled her outward forcefully, instantly disrupting her balance.

Wang Dong cried out in alarm and lost control of his body, falling forward.

But she was extremely agile. She pushed off the hard ground with both hands, and her whole body took off into the air. She transformed into a little leopard that was completely enraged. Her fists turned into a dense rain of raindrops, which poured down on Yun Yi’s vital points.

The room was already cramped, and the two figures moved in a dazzling, rapid blur within that small space.

The fist whistled and the air surged, tearing all the books and papers on the table to shreds.

Wang Dong's attacks were fierce and dense, each strike carrying a powerful force.

But Yun Yi maintained his arrogant attitude of dealing with things with one hand.

His defensive movements appear slow and casual, but in reality, they are so fast that they are almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Every time he raised his hand to block, every time he turned to the side to dodge, he was able to precisely neutralize Wang Dong's storm-like attacks.

In just a few breaths, the two had already clashed dozens of times with pure physical strength.

Wang Dong felt increasingly cold inside.

No matter how much she pushed her body to its limits to increase speed and strength, her opponent was an insurmountable mountain, absorbing and neutralizing all her attacks.

The profound sense of powerlessness, like striking empty air, made her feel so suffocated that she almost vomited blood.

"What kind of monster are you?!" Wang Dong used the momentum to do a backflip and create distance, panting as he stared intently at Yun Yi. The initial contempt and anger in his eyes had long been replaced by deep fear.

Yun Yi patted non-existent dust off his sleeves, a slight smirk playing on his lips, his eyes revealing indifference:

"Your roommate, Yun Yi. That little bit of amateurish skill you showed earlier was barely passable, but it was only passable. If that's all you're capable of, then shut up right now and stop yelling at me."

This blatant contempt and humiliation caused the extremely proud Wang Dong to lose his last shred of reason.

Yellow, purple!

Two spirit rings rose up from beneath Wang Dong's feet.

The dazzling light instantly illuminated the somewhat gloomy dormitory.

With the appearance of the spirit ring, an incomparably powerful aura erupted from Wang Dong's body like a tidal wave.

A dazzling blue-gold light gathered wildly behind Wang Dong, and a pair of enormous butterfly wings emerged from their cocoons.

The edges of the wings are dazzling gold, while the inside is a deep and enchanting ice blue, and the surface is covered with intricate and gorgeous iridescent colors.

The Goddess of Light Butterfly! Widely recognized as the most beautiful martial soul in the Douluo Continent!

Against the backdrop of those magnificent wings, Wang Dong's already exquisite features became even more stunning, making her seem like a sacred elf descended to earth.

But hidden within this unparalleled beauty lies a deadly threat that could tear everything apart.

The first yellow spirit ring shone brightly.

"Winged Guillotine!"

The edges of Wang Dong's wings instantly lit up with an incomparably sharp golden light, transforming into two divine weapons that could cut through iron like mud.

She transformed into a streak of blue-gold light that pierced through the air, carrying an aura that could cut through any obstacle in her path, and headed straight for Yun Yi.

The sturdy double desk in the center of the room was instantly split in two by this terrifying, sharp force, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut.

Faced with this powerful soul skill that could instantly behead a soul master of the same level, Yun Yi's smile grew even deeper.

He did not release his martial spirit, nor did he reveal the astonishing ratio of spirit rings.

He simply pulled his right hand, which had been in his pocket, out slowly, and clenched his fist in mid-air.

Pure power surged and roared wildly through his muscle fibers.

Just as the wings of the Goddess of Light, shimmering with deadly golden light, were about to slice into his body, Yun Yi moved.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, meeting the incomparably sharp winged guillotine head-on with a fierce punch.

This punch, seemingly ordinary, contained the superhuman strength that Yun Yi had honed over five years under the extreme pressure of the deep-sea silver armor. Furthermore, a tiny trace of the ultimate light source had quietly condensed on the edge of his fist.

"boom!"

The fist and the winged guillotine collided head-on in a frenzied battle.

The entire dormitory building for new students seemed to tremble violently with this deafening roar.

A violent energy storm exploded at the center of the collision between the two.

The beds and chairs in the dormitory were instantly overturned and smashed by the blast wave, and wood chips and dust flew wildly in the small space.

Wang Dong felt an overwhelming force rushing into his body through his wings.

That power was so domineering that it was unreasonable. It not only instantly and irrevocably shattered her proud Winged Guillotine, but also carried an absolute superiority that made the Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul instinctively tremble and submit.

She let out a painful groan, and her whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the hard wall behind her.

The blue-gold butterfly wings dimmed suddenly, forcibly retracting into its body.

Wang Dong slid down the wall helplessly and collapsed onto the messy floor.

She clutched her aching chest, gasping for breath, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth.

She looked up at Yun Yi, her eyes filled with unprecedented horror and fear.

The dust has settled.

Yun Yi slowly withdrew his right fist, his posture upright like a pine tree.

He stepped over the scattered pieces of wood and looked down at Wang Dong, who was sitting on the ground.

"Have you made enough of a scene?" Yun Yi's voice echoed in the dilapidated room, carrying an unyielding tone.

"Remember, from now on, I'll set the rules for this dorm room, and I bet you don't want anyone else to know you're a girl, right?"