Douluo Continent I: Martial Soul Demon Void Luo, adaptable to all things!

"Enough, let him go!"

Ye Zhi Qiu, a teacher from Cang Hui Academy across the street, finally lost his temper and sternly reprimanded Mo Le.

Mo Le glanced at him casually with a smile on her face, her tone tinged with a hint of mockery.

"Oh? You want to break me up with the puppy I just met? Or do you want to be the new puppy too?"

"Uncle, I'm not trying to be mean, but you're so old. An old dog should act like an old dog. Don't try to compete with a puppy for attention."

These words almost made Ye Zhi Qiu faint with anger.

He suppressed his anger and asked through gritted teeth, "Which college are you from? Students behaving so recklessly, don't the teachers care?!" (I won't argue with you, but I'll call your parents out.)

Dai Mubai scoffed at his tense demeanor, his tone disdainful.

"You're not qualified to know which college we're from."

Ye Zhi Qiu continued to suppress his anger, forcing a stiff smile onto his face.

"...Young man, don't be so hot-blooded."

In response, Mo Le directly sent Yi Guanren towards Canghui Academy.

"Sorry, what kind of young person wouldn't be full of vigor?"

He curled his lip and sneered, "You agree, don't you, you old dog?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhi Qiu's forehead veins bulged, completely enraged. So he immediately signaled the students behind him to take action.

Seeing this, the Shrek Academy members prepared to activate their martial souls, assumed battle stances, and get ready to fight.

Mo Le took the lead, laughing as he asked, "What, you guys want to be dogs too?"

Everyone was immediately enraged.

The next moment, Mo Le flipped his hand, and his soul power rapidly gathered—

"Rasengan."

(Light Ring Popsicle - Spinning Hair - Jiraiya's Double Style Ball)

The soul power in his palm rapidly condensed in a spiral, and a sky-blue energy ball wrapped in a gust of wind suddenly took shape. He then pressed it hard against the chest of the student at the front.

"Bang!"

The explosion rang out, and the student was sent flying backward as if struck by a heavy hammer, knocking over his fellow disciples behind him. In an instant, the group crashed to the ground, clutching their chests and collapsing into a small mountain of people.

Under Mo Le's deliberate control, those students from Canghui Academy only needed to lie in bed for a week or two. No one died.

Although his control over soul power wasn't top-notch, he could still manage to hold back some power.

Mo Le isn't some bloodthirsty, murderous monster. Besides, it was just a minor conflict; there was no need for him to go all out.

He bowed slightly and said:

"So? Anyone else want to try?"

Upon hearing this, the remaining Canghui students who had not been affected and were still standing froze in place, no longer daring to step forward.

? !

"A self-created soul skill?"

Ye Zhi Qiu questioned in a deep voice, "What exactly is your identity? Who are you?"

Mo Le looked at the old tortoise with disdain: "What, the younger one can't beat you, so the old one wants to back you up? Hmph, you didn't care when your students were causing trouble, but now you're interfering when I fight back? Who am I? You're not worthy to know."

......

Ye Zhi Qiu's face turned ashen with anger. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Boy, do you know who I am?!"

Mo Le feigned surprise.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I know. They're puppies, so aren't you the dog dad? Why do you want a chicken leg too?"

"You should have said so earlier! I would have treated you. I would have treated all of you, one for each of you."

"Pfft—! Hahahaha!"

Ma Hongjun laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight, and even the other members of Shrek Academy reacted and started laughing at Ye Zhi Qiu.

"Who do we have here? It's Dog Dad. No wonder he's so protective of his dog."

"Brother Le's words are so insightful, absolutely right!"

Ye Zhi Qiu knew very well that Mo Le was no ordinary person, having created his own soul skill at such a young age, and that he was probably involved with a complex web of forces behind him.

but!

At this moment, his anger had reached its peak, and he could no longer suppress his surging emotions. Today, he was determined to teach this arrogant brat a lesson on behalf of the other party's elders.

"Young man! Don't be so arrogant! Today, I'll teach you what humility truly means on behalf of your elders!"

As he spoke, he stomped heavily on the ground, his martial spirit manifesting, and white, yellow, yellow, purple, and purple colors immediately appeared on the soles of his feet!

Five spirit rings: one white, two yellow, and two purple.

Martial Soul: Ice Black Tortoise.

After Ye Zhi Qiu activated his Martial Soul Possession, the Martial Soul True Body Armor appeared on his body. He looked like a turtle-man wearing a tortoise shell.

Everyone present was stunned. Ye Zhi Qiu was actually a level 50 Soul King!

hiss--!

Soul King level expert!

Horror!

Seeing this, Mo Le also unleashed his own martial spirit, not to be outdone.

"So you're just an old turtle? Then I take back what I said earlier. You're not an old dog, you're an old turtle."

"You little rascal!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhi Qiu, who had been called an "old bastard," was about to rebuke someone when he suddenly stopped himself from speaking.

Three distinct spirit rings—yellow, purple, and black—appeared beneath Mo Le's feet.

When the people around him saw his configuration of one yellow and two purple spirit rings, they all gasped in shock.

What the hell!

Are we seeing things?

The first spirit ring was a hundred-year spirit ring, but the second and third spirit rings were actually thousand-year spirit rings!

Who is this genius from? He's so incredibly powerful!

The second and third spirit rings are both thousand-year spirit rings?! How did this person manage to survive while absorbing spirit rings?!

This poet?

Even Ye Zhi Qiu's anger subsided considerably upon seeing the one yellow and two purple soul rings. His pupils widened as he stared intently at Mo Le, his face filled with disbelief.

What kind of monster is this? What kind of powerful background could cultivate a monster whose second and third spirit rings are both at the thousand-year level?

Hmm... Am I supposed to lecture someone on behalf of their elders?

......

Looking at Mo Le's two thousand-year-old soul rings, Ye Zhi Qiu was filled with regret. But the harsh words had already been spoken; if he suddenly backed down and admitted defeat, what would his students think of him when he returned?

A cowardly teacher?

...

Damn it... Oh well, I'll just go easy on myself.

He was a level 50 Soul King, while his opponent was only level 30-something, just a Soul Venerable.

Yes, the advantage is in my hands!

If Mo Le knew what he was thinking, he would probably burst out laughing.

Should I hit him gently?

As everyone knows, the only way to defeat Demon Void is to kill it instantly at the beginning of the battle, or to suppress it with a move it has never seen before, and then take the opportunity to unleash a new move with all its might to kill it instantly.

The only solution is to use absolute power to instantly kill it.

Otherwise, once it is given the opportunity to adapt, the final victory will inevitably belong to Moxu Luo.

Moxu Luo: I'll get used to it.

……

After Mo Le revealed his spirit ring, the entire inn fell silent.

Everyone was waiting to see what would happen, so they remained silent. Neither Mo Le nor Ye Zhi Qiu made the first move.

Ye Zhi Qiu was pondering, or more precisely, after seeing Mo Le's soul ring clearly, his rationality finally returned, and he began to weigh the pros and cons.

Simply put, he was scared, or rather, he chickened out.

He was plotting how to make a graceful exit. Could he surrender, and both sides lose half, taking a step back?

In Ye Zhi Qiu's view, a Soul Master with such extraordinary talent as Mo Le could never have ventured into the Star Dou Great Forest alone; he must have been secretly accompanied and protected by an elder.

In a flash, he spoke:

"Small"

But just as he uttered the word "small".

Mo Le suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What are you thinking about? Have you eaten yet? If not, try this punch."

"Take this punch, you monstrous strength!"

Mo Le punched Ye Zhi Qiu squarely in the abdomen.