Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

Below the collar of the white shirt, a golden footprint is clearly visible.

"Don't have any emotions, some people just have this kind of hobby."

Kong Tianxu casually tossed aside his robe, adding to Qian Renxue's tone with a casual remark that was neither consolation nor a sarcastic remark.

Qian Renxue's face flushed red at a visible speed.

Kong Tianxu walked towards the door.

"and many more!"

Qian Renxue didn't know where she got the courage, but she bent down and reached out, grabbing Kong Tianxu's ankle.

Kong Tianxu stopped and looked down at her.

Yes, Ye Lingling is an honest child.

"how?"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth. She knew her current posture was embarrassing, but she couldn't care less anymore.

"How many years have you been cultivating? What level are you at?"

"More than twelve years."

Kong Tianxu raised his foot.

"As for my rank—you are not qualified to know."

Her hand was gently pushed away, and Qian Renxue watched as the other person stepped out of the room.

More than twelve years...

As the footsteps faded away, she closed her eyes, knelt on the cold floor, and the number echoed repeatedly in her mind.

More than twelve years have passed, and he's only eighteen?

Eighteen years old.

Is this the kind of ability an eighteen-year-old should have? What was I doing when I was eighteen?

A bitter smile appeared on her lips.

For twenty-eight years, whether before or after awakening her martial soul, she has always been proud.

Her six-winged angel martial soul and innate level 20 soul power gave her the right to stand out among all the younger generation.

The Golden Generation was nothing to her; even a genius like Tang San, who was unparalleled in his time, was merely an assistant on her predetermined path to domination, ultimately kneeling before her divine throne.

But today, she encountered someone who completely overwhelmed her.

Whether it was talent, cultivation, or even her most prized martial soul, she lost completely.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul can distinguish between truth and falsehood in direct contact. She had just tried it, and what that person said was true.

But it's not over yet.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. When she opened her eyes again, she had regained her composure.

She is waiting.

There was something strange about this room; even the two elders, Qianjun Jiangmo, who had come to accompany her this year, hadn't noticed it.

But this man's biggest mistake was that he was so arrogant that after doing this to her, he dared to swagger out.

At eighteen, even the most exceptionally talented person could not possibly reach the level of a Title Douluo.

Once the opponent escapes, facing two highly coordinated peak Douluo, they will have no chance of escape.

When the time comes, she will definitely make this man pay back everything he did to her!

They stripped him naked like a male dog, and he cowered in his clothes, trembling, kneeling down and licking his boots!

Qian Renxue leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on her lips. She seemed to be recalling some wonderful scene, and her face inexplicably flushed.

Time passed by, second by second.

One incense stick. Two incense sticks. Three incense sticks.

wrong!

Why is there no sound at all?

Qian Renxue's heart began to sink.

She suddenly opened her eyes and sprang to her feet. Seeing that her clothes and storage soul tool had been completely destroyed in the fight with Kong Tianxu, she had no choice but to grit her teeth, pick up the robe that Kong Tianxu had thrown on the chair, turn it over, wrap it around herself, take a deep breath, and rush out of the room.

The corridor was empty, and the candlelight flickered gently in the breeze.

She walked quickly to the top of the stairs.

Then, bewildered, he took a step back.

The Elder Qianjun and Elder Jiangmo, on whom she had placed high hopes, collapsed at the corner where the stairs led into the corridor.

Elder Qianjun leaned against the wall, his head tilted to one side, his eyes closed, but his breathing was steady. Not far from him, Elder Jiangmo lay prone at the top of the stairs, only his chin resting on the top step to prevent him from slipping down.

Both of the peak level 96 Douluo had bruises around their eyes, as if they had been punched in the eyes by one person each.

Qian Renxue felt as if her blood had frozen.

She quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and helped Qianjun and the Demon-Slaying Elder up, transferring a strand of soul power into each of them.

Fortunately, no serious internal injuries were found in the two; they were simply knocked unconscious with extremely precise force.

"Cough cough..." Elder Qianjun slowly woke up. When he saw Qian Renxue's appearance, a trace of panic flashed in his cloudy old eyes. "Miss, are you... are you alright?"

"Elder Qianjun, I'm alright." Qian Renxue's voice was a little strained. "What happened?"

The Demon-Slaying Elder rubbed his eyes, where a large lump had swollen up, and purplish-blue bruising spread from his eye socket to his temple, making his face look extremely pale.

"I only saw a dark figure rush towards me, and then I knew nothing more. The person who came was probably even stronger than Old Golden Crocodile. Miss, do you know who that person was?"

Qian Renxue gave a bitter smile and shook her head.

She stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the bustling Tiandou City.

The sun was shining brightly, and the streets were bustling with people. The silver-haired, white-clad youth should have already blended into the crowd, his whereabouts unknown.

"Elder Qianjun, please ask Grandpa to come here."

Elder Qianjun's pupils contracted slightly.

Qian Renxue's grandfather, Qian Daoliu, was the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall. He was the strongest person in the Spirit Hall, a peerless Douluo of level ninety-nine.

For many years, the young lady had never taken the initiative to ask the Grand Master to come. This matter was clearly beyond their ability to handle.

“Also,” Qian Renxue turned around, “tell Elder Guibao not to touch the Nine Heart Begonia anymore.”

"Why?" Elder Qianjun frowned.

Qian Renxue did not answer, but only murmured to herself:

"This time... is a big problem. Or it could be a big opportunity."

Chapter 347 Theory Has an Enemy: Yu Xiaogang

Heaven Dou City, Shrek Academy.

The sun shone brightly, the sky was clear and cloudless, and a gentle, warm breeze, carrying a hint of heat, enveloped Shrek Academy. Many students in their distinctive green school uniforms could be seen moving about the academy.

Since the Shrek Seven Devils shone brightly in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament four years ago, defeating many powerful opponents one after another, especially after defeating the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall Academy team at the last moment, Shrek Academy has become famous and has become the most sought-after cradle of soul masters in the Heaven Dou Empire.

When news of the victory reached Tiandou City, even Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Empire personally oversaw a special allocation of funds for a large-scale expansion of Shrek Academy.

Over the past four years, Shrek Academy has flourished and prospered. Although it has not produced any more geniuses like the Shrek Seven Devils, it has still achieved great success, cultivating many young soul masters with considerable strength and adding wave after wave of new generation power to the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family.

Its momentum has clearly surpassed that of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

The once-criticized green school uniform has now become the iconic attire of Shrek Academy, and young Soul Masters are proud to wear it.

Of course, no matter what special meaning this thing is given, its ugliness will not be reduced in the slightest.

Especially when clumps of green excrement are gathered together, that scene is absolutely a form of mental pollution.

At this moment, a "spectacular" scene is unfolding at a lakeside in the college that few people usually dare to go to.

The simple thatched huts by the lake were surrounded by a large number of Shrek Academy students. Their turquoise uniforms formed a noisy sea, making even the flowers that were originally blooming brightly within the surrounding fence look somewhat withered.

"How long has it been?"

Some students stood on tiptoe, craning their necks to peer into the thatched hut, their voices filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"An hour has passed already, this has long broken the record!"

Another student glanced at the timer in his hand, his voice filled with amazement.

"My God, someone actually debated with the Imperial Soul Master Chief, Master Yu, who is theoretically invincible, for so long without losing ground. Could he also be a prodigy who broke through to fifty years old before reaching level thirty?!"

"What the hell are you talking about?! What's going on here?"

Before the words were finished, a clear yet imposing roar exploded like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

As if they had heard the roar of a mother dragon, the lively responses that had been rising and falling suddenly fell silent, and several students even visibly trembled.

The crowd parted automatically, and a graceful figure emerged from behind.

She was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties. Her dress was simple, yet it could not conceal her ample breasts. She had delicate features, beautiful eyebrows, and a commanding presence in her eyes, like a dragon that could breathe fire at any moment.

In fact, her martial spirit is indeed a dragon.

Liu Erlong looked around, and wherever his sharp gaze passed, the students lowered their heads, wishing they could shrink into that shit-green school uniform.

She snorted coldly, her red lips slightly parted: "What are you all doing gathered here? Don't you need to cultivate anymore? Your soul power has all reached the Title Douluo level?"

Silence reigned.

Finally, one of the braver trainees mustered his courage and poked half his body out from the crowd, his voice trembling as he said:

"Teacher Liu, it's like this, a guy with silver hair volunteered to debate the 'Ten Core Competencies' with the master... so we... we just wanted to come and see..."

"Debate?" Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong was slightly taken aback, then a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

She raised her hand, casually smoothing a stray strand of hair that had fallen beside her temple, and said in a languid tone:

"Your master is the Imperial Soul Master Chief, personally appointed by Emperor Xue Ye, and granted the title of Earl. Even Soul Masters belonging to the Imperial Royal Family are sent to Shrek Academy to receive his guidance when needed. In terms of the mastery of Martial Soul theory, if he claims to be second, no one in the world dares to claim to be first."