Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

In the Douluo Continent, three years passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Tian and Lin Yan both broke through to level 30. Their cultivation speed was extremely fast, making them terrifyingly outstanding individuals in this era, even unparalleled.

Even Tang San, the chosen one, cannot compare.

Lin Yan almost absorbed a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring for his third soul ring, but it only stayed at nine thousand years. It wasn't that he didn't dare to absorb it, but rather that the two of them would probably face a nine-out-of-ten-thousand-year soul beast if they hunted it. They could probably hunt a thousand-year-old soul beast by borrowing its power and using cheat codes, but that probably wouldn't be possible with a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast.

Looking at Lin Yan, who was slowly awakening after absorbing the nine-thousand-year soul ring, Lin Tian couldn't help but sigh, "You really went all out."

He could only absorb a seven-thousand-year soul ring at most, but Lin Yan absorbed a nine-thousand-year one directly. That guy just has a never-give-up personality.

"We confirmed at the last meeting that the main body is almost nine years old, so we need to hurry up," Lin Yan said slowly.

"Alright then." Lin Tian nodded. They would have a year to implement the plan.

The first step is to return to Soto City and test my strength.

Lin Tian turned his head and looked at Lin Yan. His tone was calm but with a hint of admonition: "Then I'll go back and make some arrangements in advance. Hurry up." As soon as he finished speaking, a faint white light appeared on his back, and the air around him rippled slightly, as if there were tiny halos of light flowing around his shoulders.

"Okay." Lin Yan responded softly, looking up at Lin Tian with a knowing glint in his eyes.

Suddenly, the white light around Lin Tian intensified, and a pair of snow-white wings unfurled out of thin air, their edges shimmering with a soft glow, bringing with them a gentle breeze.

With a gentle flap of his wings, Lin Tian's figure slowly rose into the air, leaving only a faint afterimage of white light.

This is Lin Tian's second soul skill in five thousand years. The Wings of Wisdom are also part of his true form. It can be said that Lin Tian is the one whose martial soul is least like his true form.

Lin Yan withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to rub his temples, then straightened his back and looked firmly toward Soto City. He planned to walk back alone, as a test of his endurance and physique.

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At night, Lin Yan stopped at a temporary inn. He went inside, found a place to rest, ate some food, and continued on his way. As for sleeping, he didn't need it at all with his mental strength.

However, his plan to eat peacefully and leave was completely shattered by a group of noisy figures.

Several young figures walked in, a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys and girls. Their voices were urgent and loud, their eyes full of arrogance, and they exuded an air of "who else in the world can compare to me?" The whole room seemed to be filled with their noise.

Lin Yan glanced at them indifferently, then looked away as if nothing had happened.

He recognized these people—students of Shrek Academy—especially that figure: Tang San, the protagonist of this era.

It can be said that the main protagonist Tang Wuling is a good protagonist, while Tang San is a somewhat abnormal protagonist, and this academy will be the biggest obstacle on his and Lin Tian's future path.

But now is far from the time to tear off all pretenses.

Lin Yan suppressed his thoughts, choosing to completely ignore the group of flamboyant young men and women, and steadily held his chopsticks, his gaze returning to the food in front of him.

Fate always likes to play tricks, and yet another group of students walked in.

That was Canghui Academy, which was preparing to clash with Shrek Academy.

The conflict eventually occurred. Lin Yan, who had intended to finish his food peacefully and leave, had his table overturned by a Canghui student who flew in.

The Shrek Academy students burst into laughter as they watched the Canghui students fly away, especially the fat guy: "Boss Dai, you're amazing! These guys are just chickens and dogs!"

"Clay chickens and clay dogs?" Lin Yan stood up. He didn't want to get into a conflict with these guys, but they had ruined his food, so he didn't want to put up with it anymore.

He turned around and glared at the group of men. "You guys spilled my food, aren't you going to pay for it?"

The Shrek Academy students, who had been laughing heartily, suddenly became annoyed upon hearing this and looking at the red-haired man who was even taller and more handsome than Dai Mubai. Ma Hongjun, that fatso, immediately retorted, "What? You don't like it? Go ahead and hit me if you dare!"

boom!

A dull, thunderous crash resounded in the inn's lobby. Ma Hongjun was like a boulder violently propelled away, his body almost turning into a blurry afterimage. Before he could even let out a complete scream, he burst through the inn's door, crashing heavily into the dense forest outside, leaving behind only the cracking sounds of breaking branches and a cloud of dust.

The speed was ridiculously fast, so fast that everyone present froze in place. Even Zhao Wuji, who was usually calm and composed, who was half-suspended above the eaves of the inn, suddenly had his pupils shrink. He was unable to react immediately.

"Ma Hongjun!"

Dai Mubai's roar exploded almost simultaneously with the sound of Ma Hongjun landing. His voice was filled with overwhelming rage, veins bulging on his forehead, and bloodthirsty ferocity surging in his eyes.

He glared at Lin Yan, who had attacked him, and yelled, "You bastard, die!"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful surge of soul energy erupted from his chest, and a resounding shout echoed throughout the inn: "White Tiger Possession!"

hum!

Three spirit rings rose from beneath his feet—yellow, yellow, and purple. The strength of a Soul Master was Dai Mubai's greatest advantage!

Before he could react, Lin Yan appeared like a ghost, looking down at him. He suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck, pressing him down hard. With a dull thud, Dai Mubai's forehead hit the ground, and excruciating pain spread instantly.

At the same time, the fire element on Lin Yan's body suddenly erupted, like a volcano awakening. The scorching heat wave, carrying a destructive pressure, instantly enveloped Dai Mubai. The burning heat almost scorched his clothes, and the surrounding air was also distorted by the heat.

"Aaaaaah......." Dai Mubai screamed in agony as he felt the burning pain on his body and the wounds caused by the burns.

As a Soul Master, he didn't even have a chance to resist, which was a very humiliating thing for him!

"Brother Dai!" Tang San reacted faster than the others, immediately using his first soul skill, Blue Silver Grass, to wrap around Lin Yan and try to shake him off Dai Mubai.

The moment the Blue Silver Grass touched Lin Yan, a horrifying scene unfolded before Tang San: the Blue Silver Grass burst into flames.

"This... how is this possible?" Tang San stared at the scene in disbelief, completely dumbfounded.

When did my Blue Silver Grass become so fragile?

Lin Yan looked at Dai Mubai, who had been burned unconscious, and slowly withdrew his hand from Dai Mubai's body. Faint sparks still lingered between his fingers and gently dissipated with his movement.

He turned slightly to the side, slowly looking back. His already reddened eyes now seemed to be burning with two dancing flames. His sharp gaze, like a tempered blade, locked onto Tang San and the others standing behind him. His voice was deep and cold, carrying an undeniable intimidating power.

"Next!"

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