Douluo Continent: Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul, Lin Yue Becomes a Love Rival?

"Yes, you can just call me Little Leopard."

The bloodthirsty seal gave a shy smile.

He originally wanted to call himself "Master Leopard".

But we never expected that Tang Wulin possessed the divine consciousness of the Sea God.

A Soul Master possesses the divine consciousness of a God-King...

Accidentally trespassing into the imperial palace...

This is truly an accidental intrusion into the imperial palace.

Then I can only be humble.

"Okay, little leopard."

Ji Fengyu patted the seal's head.

Compared to the golden lion mastiff, this seal is much smarter and more humble.

"By the way, Wu Lin, what about your little grass snake? Does it have a name?"

Ji Fengyu remembered Tang Wulin's other soul.

The little grass snake gleams with golden light.

He has a deep impression of this spirit.

When he watched the Legend of the Dragon King in his previous life, he was truly heartbroken to see that Tang Wulin had spent several years' worth of savings on just a defective little grass snake.

In this life, because of the Rainbow Dragon King Martial Soul, the little grass snake is quite close to him and protects its master just like Tang Wulin. Ji Fengyu likes it quite a bit.

"Brother Ji, you mean Jin Guang?"

"Golden light, come out."

When Tang Wulin heard that Brother Ji wanted to see it, he quickly summoned his little grass snake.

No, it's not a little grass snake anymore.

Now, Jin Guang has grown dragon horns and claws, and its body has reached two meters in length. Its physique is as agile as a greyhound, and its scales shimmer with golden light. It already has the appearance of a divine beast.

The golden light now can truly be called a dragon.

"Waaah..."

As soon as the golden light appeared, it flew to Ji Fengyu's side and licked Ji Fengyu's hand in a flattering manner.

"Brother Ji, I plan to rename it after Jin Guang's cultivation level breaks through ten thousand years. How about calling it Jin Feng?"

"The power of the golden wind!"

"It represents our friendship."

Tang Wulin said this with a hint of self-satisfaction.

Let the little golden light serve as a testament to his friendship with Brother Ji.

"Golden wind?"

"Let's forget about it."

"How about calling him Golden Scales?"

"It has transformed from a defective little grass snake into what it is now; even the word 'rebirth' is insufficient to describe it."

"A golden carp is no ordinary fish; it will transform into a dragon once it encounters wind and clouds."

Ji Fengyu was touching the little golden light when he heard Tang Wulin say that he wanted to change his name to Jin Feng, so he quickly spoke up.

How can the sound of "Golden Scales" compare to "Golden Wind"?

"Golden scales?"

"Alright! Let's call it Golden Scales!"

Tang Wulin murmured something, his eyes instantly lighting up.

A golden carp is no ordinary fish; it transforms into a dragon once it encounters wind and clouds…

Ji Ge's comment about the little grass snake...

Isn't that referring to him as well?

The once useless Blue Silver Grass martial soul boy who fused with a flawed soul spirit has now become a capable and indispensable right-hand man to Brother Ji.

Respect the little grass god, and respect yourself!

"Eek!"

The little grass snake nodded excitedly, clearly satisfied with the name.

"Well done, junior brother!"

"They've truly brought glory to our Body Sect."

At this moment, Aruheng, who had been watching the game, walked over and cheered loudly.

Five battles in a row,

Watching this match got his blood pumping.

"Let's go see our master."

Aruheng was impatient, and he pulled Jifengyu along, turning into a gust of wind.

Tang Wulin didn't even have time to react.

The two of them disappeared from the spot.

"Brother Ji!"

Tang Wulin recalled the seal and the little grass snake and hurried off to give chase.

……

"Is the sect leader here too?"

Ji Fengyu thought this way, but he didn't find it strange.

Given how grand the Shrek Academy's grade-level competition was this year, it would be strange if Makino and Zhenhua weren't there.

In the blink of an eye,

He had already been pulled by Aruheng to stand in front of Muye and another middle-aged man.

"Aruheng, slow down, be gentle. You're being so clumsy. If you hurt your junior brother, I'll hold you responsible."

Mu Ye glared at Aruheng with displeasure, then carefully approached Ji Fengyu and examined his flawless face closely.

He breathed a sigh of relief only after confirming that it was still perfect.

"Hehe, I got it."

Aruheng scratched his head sheepishly and stood obediently to the side.

"Did you bump or hurt yourself?"

Makino felt very sorry for him.

When Ji Fengyu was with the Body Sect, he was treated like a precious gem, cherished and protected.

In this Shrek Academy, where people fight despite a 15-year age gap...

You don't care about children who aren't your own, do you?

Their sect relies on this super idol to make a living.

This face is incredibly precious!

"Damn Shrek Academy, they actually let you fight so many levels above them! Do they even know how valuable this face is?!"

Makino cursed loudly.

His disciple's face is the pride of the entire Douluo Continent!

But it's priceless!

Even the slightest scratch is too much for Shrek to afford!

"Alright, Sect Master, it's not that exaggerated, is it?"

"I practice the Flawless Golden Body, so my skin is incredibly thick; it can't be scratched."

Ji Fengyu reluctantly took two steps back.

As for Makino's character...

He's used to it.

The Body Sect is currently in a state of dwindling resources.

His only way to make money is through his face.

Moreover, the revival of the Body Sect also depends on the financial resources and influence of Ji Fengyu.

This led to the old man, Makino, valuing his reputation more than his own life!

"It's better to be safe than sorry."

"To cultivate an invincible golden body, first cultivate your face! Cultivate an invincible golden face, so it can't be scratched!"

Makino's attitude was very firm.

Children need to protect their faces when they are out and about!

"I'll add a protective mask to my battle armor when I get back, so don't worry about it."

Ji Fengyu said without saying a word.

"That's more like it, but it's not safe enough."

"Zhenhua, make a mask for Fengyu. Remember to coordinate it with his battle armor; the defense must be strong! Strong! Strong!"

Makino pulled Zhenhua, who was standing next to him, along.

"You're such a character."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Zhenhua smiled and agreed, then casually inquired about Ji Fengyu's blacksmithing progress:

"Fengyu, how's the forging going lately?"

In a way, Ji Fengyu could be considered his apprentice.

But what angered Zhenhua was...

Ji Fengyu, as a disciple of the master craftsman, is not a blacksmith, but a repairman, whose main profession is repair.

This really left Zhenhua at a loss.

A disciple of a master craftsman is actually a repairman; forging is just a hobby. What kind of behavior is this?

However, although Zhenhua had just finished talking about Muye, he himself was more indulgent towards Ji Fengyu, and did not even object to the fact that Ji Fengyu's main profession was repair.

"In response to the teacher,"

"I have mastered spirit forging and become a level five blacksmith."

The monsoon rains responded respectfully.

"Oh?"

"Level 5?"

"So fast? It seems you forged that one-word battle armor yourself."

Zhenhua's expression brightened, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

He was pleasantly surprised that his outstanding disciple could break through his limitations even if left to his own devices.

"It was built by me and my partners."

Ji Fengyu said modestly.

"Oh, no need to be modest."

"So you built that?"

"Among the younger generation of blacksmiths, there is absolutely no one else with your talent!"

"Wind and rain, you have every reason to be proud."

"My disciple possesses the talent of a divine craftsman!"

Zhenhua laughed heartily, proudly straightening his chest.

Who else?

The master craftsman of this generation must be his apprentice, Ji Fengyu!

Two generations of master craftsmen, all monopolized by this master and apprentice!

Two master craftsmen from one family

This is what inheritance is all about!

"Teacher, there is actually a second person."

"My classmate Tang Wulin's forging talent is no less than mine!"

"He is also a level 5 blacksmith."

Monsoon rain weakly raised her hand.