Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

From the first day of school, the old man never made things difficult for him, and even helped him fend off a lot of suspicion and doubt.

but……

Xu Yanli slowly withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes.

When it comes to stances, there is no room for sentimentality.

Moreover, he and Shrek Academy are practically mortal enemies.

Moreover, he still doesn't know why this Mu En would protect him; it must be because of Long Xiaoyao.

He finally remembered how he had tried to win over Long Xiaoyao, such as the time he was tricked.

However, it's unclear whether Long Xiaoyao truly embodies the "love-obsessed" mentality.

Well, let's start by talking about the various academies. Shrek Academy, no matter what, must fall.

Moreover, if it were Shrek Academy during the Dragon King Legend era, he might have felt a pang of nostalgia, but let's forget about Shrek Academy during the Douluo Continent era.

Moreover, what he wanted was never a Shrek Academy at its peak, but a Shrek Academy that could be replaced.

He slowly opened his eyes, a very faint smile curving his lips.

"Thank you, Mr. Jin."

Jin Lao didn't ask any further questions; the golden halo simply swayed gently, as if responding silently.

Above the academy, Moon finally reached his limit.

The light of the Holy Dragon of Light was completely extinguished, and he plummeted straight down from mid-air.

"Elder Mu!!!"

Yan Shaozhe rushed forward like a madman and caught him.

Erming raised his huge hand, ready to clap again.

Da Ming suddenly spoke up: "That's enough."

Erming was taken aback: "Big Brother?"

Da Ming looked down at the devastated ruins, at the teachers who had fought desperately to protect their students, and at the old man who had collapsed in Yan Shaozhe's arms.

There was a moment of silence.

"Let's go."

Erming panicked: "But Xiaoqi..."

"Xiao Qi's revenge has been taken." Da Ming's voice was calm. "That teacher is dead, and half of this academy is destroyed. That's enough. Also, from today onwards, Wang Dong, the young sect master of Haotian Sect, will withdraw from Shrek Academy."

Erming opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't argue anymore.

Two enormous figures slowly rose into the air and disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

Xu Yanli overheard the conversation between the two.

"We're in a difficult position to explain this to Tang San. What if he blames us later?"

"We can't even contact the divine realm anymore. I never agreed with his bullshit plan in the first place. Our little princess should grow up pampered and spoiled."

All that remained was Shrek, a scene of utter devastation, and Moon, lying in the ruins, his fate unknown.

Inside the golden ancient tree, Xu Yanli stretched.

"The show's over, time to go home."

Old Jin gently shook the treetop: "Young Master, you..."

Xu Yanli paused in his steps.

"Having watched a thoroughly enjoyable show, it's time for me to leave. The strong bullying the weak has been an age-old tradition, how pathetic," Xu Yanli said sarcastically as he caught a ray of golden light.

He turned around, his back to the golden halo.

"All I can do is reduce this kind of misery, but I can't do that right now."

Mr. Jin fell silent.

Xu Yanli closed his eyes.

The moment consciousness was withdrawn from the golden tree, a sigh seemed to drift on the wind.

I don't know if it belongs to Mr. Jin or to him personally.

The next second, he opened his eyes and found himself back in his room.

Xu Yanli slowly patted off non-existent dust from his body and looked out the window, where the sunlight was just right.

This time I went to the Royal Soul Master Academy of the Sun Moon Empire.

Xu Yanli didn't invite anyone else this time, since it was right near his home and there was no need to go to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy alone.

When Xu Yanli arrived at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, he saw Jing Hongchen, Meng Hongchen, and Xiao Hongchen behind him welcoming him.

"Brother Yanli, welcome home," Meng Hongchen said with a mischievous smile.

"Mm." Xu Yanli nodded with a smile and casually patted Meng Hongchen's head.

It has to be said that at this moment, the hearts of many young men around were instantly shattered.

"Dean Hongchen, would you be interested in having me join your Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy's team?" Xu Yanli asked with a smile.

Chapter 82 Your Highness, the Problem of Evil Soul Masters...

"Yes, of course." Jing Hongchen's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement as soon as he said this.

Immediately afterwards, he, along with Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen, respectfully accompanied Xu Yanli to the martial arts arena.

This training ground is ridiculously large, with various soul-guided target ranges densely packed around it, as well as dedicated battle platforms.

Inside the arena, a group of young students were fighting fiercely. The "bang bang" of colliding soul power and the sharp roar of soul tools being activated were mixed together, making it so noisy that everyone's ears had to perk up.

The most conspicuous people were those few people on the edge of the stands.

Gu Yuena, Huo Yuhao, and the others were the only ones not wearing the academy uniform. They sat quietly, a world apart from the bustling crowd around them.

Xu Yanli smiled, walked over and nodded to them, meaning that they could continue watching and he wouldn't leave the stage.

He sat down next to Gu Yuena, his body quite close to hers.

Gu Yuena moved aside as if she had been burned, her purple eyes glancing at him indifferently without uttering a sound.

Xu Yanli didn't care. Instead, he moved closer and lowered his voice: "You'd better learn how to use a soul tool."

Gu Yuena frowned: "Why?"

“Because in future battlefields, soul tools will be the mainstream.” Xu Yanli played with the jade fan in his hand and shook it gently. “No matter how strong you are, you will suffer a great loss if you encounter an overwhelming barrage of soul-guided cannons.”

Gu Yuena was silent for a few seconds, her expression growing even colder: "I don't need it."

Xu Yanli chuckled lightly, offering no further advice, and turned his gaze to the fight in the arena.

He knew that the Silver Dragon King had his own pride, so it was enough to stop there.

In his view, the fight between these trainees was nothing more than chickens pecking at each other.

That being said, those who can enter the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy are already top students among their peers.

However, because I was so amazing, the people I met were also quite amazing, so I naturally felt that these competitions were very weak.

Xu Yanli's gaze swept across the crowd, and he suddenly stopped.

In the corner sat a young man holding a sword.

His aura was as cold as ice, completely isolated from the surrounding noise. He was meditating with his eyes closed, and the fighting in the arena was like air to him.

Before the sword was even drawn, its piercing sharpness seemed to pierce the air.

Ji Juechen.

Xu Yanli narrowed his eyes.

This is a true sword fanatic.

His martial soul is a sword. In the original work, he only had a third-level innate soul power, but he relied on his obsession to fight his way out of his peers.

The saying "There are no useless martial spirits, only useless people" is perfectly embodied in him.

This person doesn't seem like Yu Xiaogang, who scolded himself twice.

It can be said that among the Douluo Continent trilogy, I am one of those who have achieved what Yu Xiaogang said, and he is one of them.

It could even be said to be the only one.

Xu Yanli watched intently for two minutes, catching a glimpse of sword intent flashing in his eyes when he occasionally opened them, and nodded in satisfaction.

He turned to look at Jing Hongchen, pointed to that corner and asked, "Has that student who uses a sword been reserved yet?"

Jing Hongchen followed the gaze and was taken aback: "Your Highness is referring to Ji Juechen?"

"Correct."

“Well…” Jing Hongchen looked somewhat troubled. “Indeed, no one has made an offer for him, but his personality… is too aloof and difficult to talk to. Several princes have tried before, and he rejected them all. If Your Highness wants to take him in, I'm afraid you'll have to beat him first.”

Xu Yanli smiled slightly and closed his fan.

"It doesn't matter, I'm still confident in my abilities."

He stood up, his gaze falling on the figure holding the sword, a determined light shining in his eyes.

"Such a promising talent, we can't let my brothers squander it."

After all, those guys don't value talent.

Jing Hongchen nodded with a smile, but there was something else hidden in that smile.

Xu Yanli caught a glimpse of his hesitant expression out of the corner of her eye and sat back down: "Dean Hongchen, just say what you have to say."

Jing Hongchen hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and set up a soundproof shield, enveloping the two of them inside.

The noise outside was instantly shut out, leaving only silence.

He sighed, the usual smooth smile fading from his face, revealing a hint of weariness: "Your Highness, in the year you've been away, things at the Holy Spirit Church... have become increasingly troublesome."

Xu Yanli raised an eyebrow: "Explain in more detail."