Douluo Dragon King: Doumu's Blessing, I Am the Star Lord

"I know you're strong, but I also have my own principles!"

Wu Siduo's figure completely overlapped with the phantom of the Netherworld White Tiger, and she leaped forward, pouncing towards Na'er.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger.

The soul-guided shield surrounding the arena was instantly rippled by the gale, creating layers of halos of light.

The entire audience stood up, staring intently at the center of the ring.

No one expected that Wu Siduo would use her self-fusion martial soul technique right at the start.

The charging phantom of the Netherworld White Tiger suddenly stopped in mid-air.

No matter how much Wu Siduo urged her soul power, she could not advance even an inch further.

The violent fluctuations of soul power were as if they were firmly grasped by an invisible hand in the face of the silver aura emanating from Na'er's body.

"Spatial confinement!"

"ended."

Na'er murmured softly and flicked her finger.

The illusory image of the Netherworld White Tiger, which had been suspended in mid-air, instantly disintegrated. Wu Siduo let out a muffled groan as the backlash from the forced breaking of her Martial Soul Fusion Skill caused her blood and qi to surge. She staggered backward until she finally managed to steady herself at the edge of the arena.

Her breathing quickened, her delicate body trembled slightly, and as she looked at Na'er, who was unharmed in the center of the arena, a trace of helplessness finally appeared in her eyes.

She tried her best, even using her Martial Soul Fusion Technique, but her opponent easily neutralized all her attacks.

This absolute gap, seemingly insurmountable, gave her an indescribable sense of frustration.

"I lost."

Wu Siduo took a deep breath and slowly straightened up.

"Narra wins the junior group final!"

The junior group competition has come to an end, and the All-Federation Grand Competition has entered its usual off-season.

The elections for members of the Sun and Moon Federation, like this grand gathering of Soul Masters—the highest-level event in the entire Federation—are held every five years.

In the century-old ideals of the Federation, the younger generation should be like the bright moon in the night sky, shining with their own unique brilliance in the light of their predecessors.

The older generation of strong leaders and rulers are like the blazing sun high in the sky, the backbone that supports the entire federation.

The sun and moon shine together in the same sky, reflecting each other's brilliance, perfectly matching the name "Sun and Moon Federation".

For this reason, holding congressional elections and the federal general election at the same time has long been a rule and custom that has been passed down in the Federation for thousands of years.

Outside the VIP box of the Spirit Pagoda, Leng Yaozhu was straightening her clothes in preparation for going out to attend a council meeting when she happened to run into Long Tianwu and Su Mengjun.

"Your Majesty, it's been a long time. You still look as magnificent as ever."

Leng Yaozhu's red lips curved slightly, her melodious voice carrying a hint of teasing.

When her gaze fell on Long Tianwu, there was a hint of amusement in it.

Long Tianwu's heart skipped a beat, and she thought to herself, "Oh no!" She forced a polite smile onto her face and hurriedly raised her hand to greet him.

Qian Gu Xing Ci beside him, and Su Meng Jun with his arm linked with his, both looked puzzled and turned to look at Long Tian Wu, whose expression was clearly off.

Unbeknownst to them, Long Tianwu's hand, hidden behind his back, was almost blurring out a shadow as he frantically gave Xia Zheng, who was standing not far away, meaningful glances.

Help me! Quick, give me a hand!

Xia Zheng coldly lowered her eyes, ignoring his distress signals, acting as if it were none of her business.

What are you nervous about?

Su Mengjun pinched Long Tianwu's soft side hard, then leaned close to his ear and asked, "Tell me, what stories do you have that I don't know?"

This story dates back to more than a decade ago.

The Xia family patriarch only had one daughter, Xia Zhengleng, who was pampered and spoiled since childhood.

Xia Zheng is obsessed with music and longs to travel all over the continent to experience the beauty of nature and compose her own music.

Long Yuxue's father, Long Tianwu, is the same brother as Long Tianwu, born of the same mother.

The Long family has been rooted in the Blood God Legion for generations, guarding the far north abyss. Most of the family members are stationed at the border, and Long Tianwu is a fierce general who has been stationed on the front line for many years.

Long Tianwu possessed exceptional talent and earned a formidable reputation with her Emperor Sword Martial Soul. She received a favor from Chen Xinjie and ultimately chose to join the War God Temple, becoming the second War God renowned throughout the Federation.

Grandpa Xia and the father of the two Long brothers had a life-or-death bond on the battlefield, and this bond naturally continued to the next generation.

Back then, Xia Zheng insisted on traveling alone. Old Master Xia was worried about her, so the father of the brothers Long Tianwu and Long Tianwu assigned them the task of secretly following behind and protecting her.

Who would have thought that the two brothers were indeed following Xia Zheng Leng stealthily all the way, and were caught red-handed by the Leng sisters who were traveling with her.

Leng Yaozhu and Leng Yulai were extremely vigilant. When they saw two strange men following their friend, they immediately mistook them for thugs with ill intentions and launched a set of soul skills at them without saying a word.

The worst part was that the two brothers were bound by their instructions not to reveal their identities, so they could only grit their teeth and take the beatings without daring to fight back.

Their professional ethics are off the charts!

Xia Zheng Leng sat on a rock not far away, plucking the strings of her zither. She was engrossed in playing a fierce and brutal tune, completely unaware that the Long brothers had been beaten to a pulp. She even secretly used the music to amplify the Leng sisters' soul skills.

The Leng sisters were once known as twin roses with thorns, with fiery and obsessive personalities. Just thinking about it makes you realize what an unforgettable beating the two brothers went through back then.

In the end, the two were beaten black and blue, and plunged headfirst into the mud, becoming two ginseng roots planted in the soil.

Su Mengjun only learned today that her husband had such a shameful dark history, and she immediately burst into laughter, pinching his waist even harder.

"Go ahead and laugh, Mengjun, don't strain yourself!"

How bad could a Title Douluo's hand strength be?

Chapter 81 Mechanical Ascension, The Peacock Flies Southwest

Deep within the Sea God Pavilion, outside the quiet chamber perpetually shrouded in moonlight, the sealing formation, silent for many days, suddenly underwent a strange change.

The restriction was personally set up by the Sky-Supporting Douluo Yun Ming.

The rules are simple and domineering: only if Cai Yue'er's cultivation breaks through and she returns to the title of Douluo can she break free from the seal.

Fine cracks spread visibly across the trembling magic array.

Silvery-blue moonlight gushed out from the crack.

"Click"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the seal completely collapsed.

The wooden doors of the quiet room swung open with a bang, and an elderly figure slowly stepped out.

As her rank dropped, Cai Yue'er's appearance became even more withered.

Perhaps realizing that she couldn't possibly achieve the secret to eternal youth, she decided not to humiliate herself further.

What is most striking is her right arm.

The once empty right arm was replaced by a mechanical prosthesis that was entirely silver-blue.

The prosthetic limb is engraved with intricate patterns of a silver moon, and a faint halo of soul-guiding light flows around the joints.

This mechanical arm was made primarily from the right arm soul bone of the Silver Moon Wolf King, along with leftover Heavenly Forging Metal scraps from Long Yeyue's previous battle armor forging, and several top-tier rare metals, incorporating the Tang Sect's most cutting-edge soul-guided mechanical technology.

Not only can it be adapted to the operation of soul power, but it has also been adjusted countless times to be able to be stacked with the three-word battle armor.

Flesh and blood are weak and feeble, while machinery soars to new heights!

The irreparable severed arm ultimately achieved true "perfection" in this way.

Cai Yue'er raised her hand, her mechanical fingers flexibly bending and straightening, feeling the surging soul power within, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Meanwhile, Yun Ming, who was meditating with his eyes closed on the top floor of the Sea God Pavilion, opened his eyes, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashing across his face.

He clearly sensed the seal breaking.

Cai Yue'er has emerged from seclusion.

The space around Yun Ming rippled slightly, and the next moment, he appeared in the main hall of the Sea God Pavilion.

Within moments, steady footsteps echoed outside the hall, and Cai Yue'er entered.

"Brother Ming."

Cai Yue'er spoke, her voice sounding older and hoarse than before.

Yun Ming's gaze fell on her, his eyes drawn to her right arm.

Even with his extensive knowledge, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, his deep astonishment evident in his expression.

Heaven forged metal!

Is this aura from Long Yeyue?

"Your arm..."

Ten thousand years ago, the ancestors of Shrek Academy traveled across the continent and happened to witness the Silver Moon Wolf Pack wreaking havoc on the Sun Moon Empire, which they were loyal to.

The Shrek ancestors took action, using swift and decisive methods to judge these evil soul beasts that had plagued the world, and the Silver Moon Wolf clan was almost entirely wiped out.

But the evil soul beast was indeed not favored by fate, losing so few soul bones!

Besides the one Cai Yue'er absorbed, there is another soul bone in her right arm, which is even of higher quality.

Yun Ming had always believed that Cai Yue'er had a great chance of repairing her severed arm with the soul bone produced by the same type of soul beast.

But that soul bone was left behind by the Silver Moon Wolf King at the time.

It witnessed its people fall one by one, their resentment rising to the heavens as they died.

As expected, Cai Yue'er's attempt failed.

Cai Yue'er looked at Yun Ming with burning eyes, "Brother Ming, I've learned my lesson!"

"I will absolutely lead this exchange delegation to the Star Luo Continent with utmost care and ensure that there are no further mistakes."

I laugh at the foolishness of this turbid world, and the indecisiveness of Sister Yali.

The Spirit Pagoda and the Federation actually dared to question the guardians of our continent; they are simply two reactionaries!

And those Blood God Legion members, instead of guarding the Abyss Plane, actually came to participate in the competition.

We guard three continents, and the lives of trillions of people on those three continents rest on our shoulders.