Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Zhu Zhuqing got up and clenched her fists. "Again."

Hu Liena nodded. "Okay."

This time, Zhu Zhuqing did not rush forward directly.

She moved swiftly across the training ground, searching for Hu Liena's weaknesses.

Her speed was astonishing, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

Hu Liena stood still, as if waiting for her.

Zhu Zhuqing made her move.

This time, instead of attacking Huliena's face, she circled around to her side and grabbed at the back of her neck.

Hu Liena did not turn around, but simply bent down slightly to avoid the claw.

At the same time, he slapped Zhu Zhuqing on the waist with his backhand.

Zhu Zhuqing was sent flying backward again and crashed to the ground.

"good.

"You've improved since then." Hu Liena turned around and looked at her. "You've learned to think, but it's not enough."

Your attack strategy is too simplistic.

Agility-based Soul Masters need to learn to adapt.

Feints, real moves, and deceptive tactics should be used flexibly.

Zhu Zhuqing got up. "Again."

This time, Zhu Zhuqing used a feint.

She first pretended to attack Hu Liena's face, and when Hu Liena dodged to the side, she suddenly changed her move and slashed at Hu Liena's abdomen with her claw.

Hu Liena hadn't expected her to change tactics, and her body paused slightly as Zhu Zhuqing's claw marks tore the hem of her clothes.

Hu Liena looked down at the tear in her clothes and smiled. "Not bad."

You hurt me.

Zhu Zhuqing was panting heavily, her body covered in sweat, but her eyes were bright.

Xie Yue stood to the side, looked at Zhu Zhuqing, and nodded. "You've improved."

Yan nodded. "Mm."

"It's much better than when I first arrived."

Jin Chen sat on the ground and clapped. "Miss Zhu Qing, amazing!"

Ning Rongrong, holding the Nine-Treasured Glazed Pagoda, smiled. "Sister Zhuqing, you're amazing!"

Dugu Yan looked at Zhu Zhuqing, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Not bad."

Keep up the good work.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at them, her eyes slightly red.

She's been with Martial Soul for several months now, and this is the first time someone has praised her.

She lowered her head and clenched her fists. "I will try my best."

Ling Feng stood at a distance, looking at Zhu Zhuqing, without saying a word.

Night falls.

Zhu Zhuqing sat by the window in the east wing, gazing at the moon outside.

The moon in Wuhun City was brighter than that in Xingluo City, almost blindingly so.

The moonlight shone on her face, illuminating the determination in her eyes.

Her left arm was still throbbing slightly, a lingering effect of the fusion of her soul and body.

She clenched her fist, the strength in her left arm giving her peace of mind.

She recalled her match with Hu Liena that afternoon.

She lost, and lost badly.

But she learned a lot: she learned to think, to adapt, and to exert force while moving at high speed.

She knows she is not strong enough yet, but she will continue to work hard.

One day, she will catch up with them.

She looked down at her hands.

The wound on my hand no longer hurts; it has scabbed over.

She smiled slightly, lay down, and closed her eyes.

She had a dream about Dai Mubai.

He stood before her, blond, with fierce eyes and a cynical smile playing on his lips.

He said, "Zhuqing, I'm sorry."

She looked at him without saying a word, then turned and left.

Her steps were quick and firm.

She will never look back.

wake up.

Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes. There were insects chirping outside the window, and moonlight shone in through the window screen.

She sat up and took out the fragment of the jade pendant from her bundle.

She had already broken it, but she still picked it up.

She held the shards in her palm for a long time, then got up, walked to the window, and threw them out the window.

The fragments fell into the grass and disappeared.

Zhu Zhuqing stood by the window, looking at the moonlight outside, and felt an unprecedented sense of ease welling up in her heart.

She finally let go.

The fiancée she had never met, the engagement that never began, the stone that had weighed on her heart for years—she finally let it go.

She took a deep breath, turned around and walked back to the bedside, lay down, and closed her eyes.

This time, she wasn't dreaming.

The next day, the group suddenly decided to go out for a walk, and found that the entire Douluo Continent looked completely different from what it used to be.

As the heart of the empire, Wuhun City is naturally the most prosperous city on the continent, but the real changes are not limited to Wuhun City.

Those remote corners, once forgotten by the two great empires, those impoverished backwaters that nobles disdained, those desolate mountains and wildernesses that even soul masters were unwilling to set foot in, have all changed.

Ling Feng rode his horse along the official road.

He didn't use the Ice and Fire Dragon Wings, nor did he ride a soul beast; he simply rode an ordinary white horse, dressed in black, with the Coiled Dragon Staff slung diagonally behind him.

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind him, riding another white horse, dressed in a black outfit, with her hair tied in a ponytail and a short sword hanging at her waist.

She didn't know where Ling Feng was going or what he was going to do; she just followed him.

Ling Feng rarely took her out.

He is the Holy Son, and he is very busy with official duties. Every day he has to meet with ministers, review documents, cultivate his soul power, and handle all kinds of affairs in the Martial Soul Empire.

Zhu Zhuqing's daily work consisted of serving him his washing, meals, and changing clothes, and then accompanying him back and forth between the offering hall and the martial arts training ground.

Today, he suddenly said he wanted to go for a walk and asked her to come with him.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't ask why, she just silently followed behind.

The official road was wide and flat, wide enough for four horse-drawn carriages to travel side by side.

The road surface was paved with gravel, compacted firmly, without potholes or standing water.

Willow trees are planted on both sides, their branches drooping to the ground and swaying in the wind.

There was a post station every ten miles, which provided tea, snacks and horse feed for travelers and caravans to rest.

Zhu Zhuqing had never seen such a good official road when she was in the Star Luo Empire.

The official roads of the Star Luo Empire are full of potholes, muddy and slippery on rainy days, and dusty on sunny days, leaving you covered in dirt after a trip.

Looking at the flat and wide official road beneath her feet, she was filled with emotion.

Over the years, the Martial Soul Empire has done many things that the Star Luo Empire could not.

They walked for half an hour, and then a village appeared ahead.

The village is small, with only a few dozen households. The houses are neat and uniform, all made of blue bricks and gray tiles, with flowers planted in front of the doors.

At the entrance of the village stands a large locust tree. Under the tree, several elderly people are playing chess, and several children are chasing and playing.

Seeing Ling Feng and Zhu Zhuqing riding over, the old people looked up at them, then lowered their heads to continue playing chess.

The children gathered around, asking all at once, "Who are you?"

Where did they come from?

Where are we going on horseback?

Zhu Zhuqing didn't know how to answer, and Ling Feng remained silent.

A young woman walked out of the village, carrying a basin of water in her hands.

Upon seeing Ling Feng and Zhu Zhuqing, she froze, then put down the basin, wiped her hands, and walked up to them.

"Esteemed guests, you must be from the Martial Soul Capital, right?"

Would you like a bowl of water?

My house is just ahead, not far.

Ling Feng looked at her and nodded.

The woman smiled, turned around, and walked towards the village.