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

"Third Brother, his... his spirit ring color."

As a spirit beast incarnation, Xiao Wu reacted quickly. She saw three spirit rings float up from under Lin Yan's feet, and she was stunned, especially when she saw the second one.

As a 100,000-year-old soul beast, I have never seen a human whose second soul ring is a thousand-year-old soul ring!

Tang San, having recovered from his weakened state due to his Blue Silver Grass, stared intently at the second spirit ring beneath Lin Yan's feet after hearing Xiao Wu's words. "How is this possible? A thousand-year spirit ring!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it drew the attention of those around him. The rest of the Shrek Academy students stared intently at the second thousand-year spirit ring at Lin Yan's feet, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Is this real?" Oscar covered his head with his hands, feeling like he had seen a ghost.

Is this even human?!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" As Yu Xiaogang's personal disciple, Tang San simply couldn't believe that a second spirit ring could absorb a thousand-year spirit ring. "It's fake, absolutely fake!"

Lin Yan never expected that simply revealing his second spirit ring would cause the group of guys in front of him to mentally collapse.

This was completely beyond his expectations.

Just then, a bone-chilling sense of oppression suddenly swept in from the left, the sense of crisis so intense that it almost made Lin Yan catch his breath.

Before he could think, his body reacted before his mind could, his right fist, imbued with soul power, slammed fiercely to the left.

boom!

The loud bang of the two fists colliding made the surrounding air tremble slightly. Lin Yan felt a powerful force surge up his arm, and his feet retreated uncontrollably for more than ten steps, leaving two shallow marks on the ground before he could barely steady himself.

He raised his eyes and stared intently at the figure in front of him, his brows furrowed. He had almost forgotten about this Immovable King!

Zhao Wuji looked down at his slightly swollen and even numb fist. When he looked up at the boy opposite him, the nonchalance in his eyes had faded, replaced by a serious expression.

He slowly flexed his fist, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible surprise: "Not bad, quick reaction time, and the power of your punches far surpasses that of ordinary teenagers."

Deep down, he was thinking: This kid's background is definitely not simple, he must have a powerful background.

"Interesting." Lin Yan shook his hand to relieve the pain, then looked at Zhao Wuji in front of him. "You beat up the young one, now the old one's here?"

When Zhao Wuji saw that the boy in front of him showed no fear and even excitement, he was a little confused: This boy should have realized that his strength far exceeded his, so why did he show no fear on his face?

As he wondered, Lin Yan's fist flew over quickly. As the owner of the original martial soul, his physical strength was incomparable to that of ordinary soul masters. As for whether he could defeat Zhao Wuji, that would depend on the effect of borrowing force.

Facing Lin Yan's fist, Zhao Wuji casually blocked it, and then quickly threw a punch. Lin Yan also reacted quickly, immediately using his other fist, which was wrapped with fire element and his own level 33 soul power, to meet the punch.

boom!

The two of them immediately took several steps back before stopping.

"Fire elemental martial soul?"

Zhao Wuji looked at the slight burn on the skin of his fist and at the boy in front of him who was bleeding profusely after their fist bump, and asked.

Lin Yan glanced at the blood flowing from his fist, but didn't care. He then focused his gaze on Zhao Wuji and assumed a fighting stance.

At this moment, he is drawing strength from other souls.

Before meeting him, this guy completely ignored his questions and even assumed a fighting stance. Zhao Wuji realized that he had probably encountered a madman. He glanced at Dai Mubai, who was lying unconscious on the ground. As a teacher, he had to seek justice for his student. This guy's second spirit ring could absorb a thousand-year spirit ring, so his identity was definitely not simple.

Don't ask him why he's so cautious. He used to be hunted down because he was too reckless, and now he's learned to be a little more careful.

"Boy, you hit my student, so as his teacher, I naturally have to seek justice for him. How about this: I'll use my Soul King strength to take three of my moves. If you can withstand them all, I'll let you go. If you can't," Zhao Wuji stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment, then chuckled and said, "how about joining my Shrek Academy?"

"Heh~" Lin Yan laughed in anger upon hearing this. "Your lousy academy is always stirring up trouble. I have no interest in joining a problematic academy like yours."

Hearing the boy's blunt refusal, Zhao Wuji felt he was losing face. Without further ado, he activated his martial soul and soul rings, saying, "Fine, then I'll beat you down first!"

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—seven soul rings rose from beneath his feet. His Soul Saint strength instantly swept away any thoughts of revenge that Ye Zhi Qiu, a teacher at Cang Hui Academy in the distance, had for his student.

His eyes were full of admiration as he looked at Lin Yan: "This young man is even braver than me!"

Ye Zhi Qiu had never seen such a bold young man before; he truly embodied the spirit of "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger" to the fullest extent!

"Kid, are you scared now that you see my seven spirit rings?" Zhao Wuji showed off his seven spirit rings, wanting to see if Lin Yan showed any fear and give the guy a way out.

But he miscalculated. Lin Yan was arguably the most arrogant of all the souls, completely unaware of what fear was.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji admired the young man in front of him even more. "Good lad, you've got guts."

He won't stop.

"First Soul Skill..."

The stars were exceptionally bright tonight. On a high mountain, Lin Tian, ​​who should have returned to Soto City, stood there, looking at the inn, and slowly spoke, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Lin Yan, that guy really knows how to cause trouble."

A pale blue light flashed, and a blue and white longbow quietly appeared in Lin Tian's palm. The bow was shimmering with tiny, shimmering lights. He slowly raised his hand, tilted the bow slightly, and the arrowhead precisely locked onto the flickering inn.

His slender fingers rested lightly on the bowstring, but he didn't immediately pull it back fully, muttering to himself, "What kind of aura should I imitate?"

After a few seconds of contemplation, a look of certainty flashed in Lin Tian's eyes: "Then let's make him a Title Douluo."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint halo began to emanate from his body. Unlike Lin Yan, who borrowed the soul power and authority of Lin Rui and Lin Fan, Lin Tian was surrounded by the authority of Lin Xiu. That power was thick and profound, slowly merging into his meridians and refining his aura bit by bit, all to make this imitated Title Douluo's pressure so realistic that it was indistinguishable from the real thing.

"Third Soul Skill, Wisdom Arrow!"

As the low shout fell, a purple soul ring suddenly appeared beneath Lin Tian's feet, which then transformed into a black ten-thousand-year soul ring. The soul ring emanated a rich fluctuation of soul power and slowly rose up, making his figure appear even more upright.

He raised his hand and drew the bow, the bowstring stretching into a perfect arc. A pale blue arrow materialized, its tip gleaming with a sharp light. With the infusion of soul power, fine patterns of wisdom appeared around the arrow. The next second, the arrow shot towards the inn like a shooting star, accompanied by the sound of air being pierced!

Inside the inn, Lin Yan was badly knocked away by Zhao Wuji, covered in blood, but he showed no sign of admitting defeat.

On the other hand, although Zhao Wuji was unharmed, his skin felt burned, so it could be said that he did not get any advantage over Lin Yan either.

You could say it's like seeing a ghost.

Zhao Wuji thought he could knock this kid down with three punches, but the kid was like an unkillable cockroach.

He even used his fifth soul skill, and this kid only suffered minor injuries at most. Is this kid really just a three-ring Soul Master?

As for why he didn't use the sixth soul skill and the seventh martial soul true body, Zhao Wuji is shameless, isn't he?

Using his Martial Soul True Body against a junior Soul Master?!

Then Zhao Wuji won't be able to survive on Douluo Continent tomorrow.

"Kid, I'll give you one more chance now. Do you admit defeat?" Zhao Wuji was no longer willing to waste time on this kid in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan looked at Zhao Wuji with a mocking gaze. Suddenly realizing something, he abruptly looked up and saw a shooting star streaking towards them. He smiled at Zhao Wuji and said, "It's as if I don't have any help."

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