Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 480 I Want to Raise My Bet (8K)

"Senior Long, I'll take the remaining two moves for Elder Xuan. Would you accept that?"

"I only have level 48 soul power, but I am Elder Mu's last disciple. It would be a great honor to receive your guidance."

The next moment, Chen Ping took a firm step forward, using his body to block Elder Xuan.

"Chen Ping, you've gone mad!"

Almost instantly, Elder Xuan, Qian Duoduo, and Yan Shaozhe wanted to pull Chen Ping back.

Even Elder Xuan was beaten so badly by Long Xiaoyao's finger strike, let alone Chen Ping, a mere, insignificant level 48 Soul Master!
To put it bluntly, even a Soul Master with Chen Ping's cultivation level could be blown to death by Long Xiaoyao with a single breath!
"Hahahaha, you sly little brat, so cunning! So cunning!"

Upon hearing Chen Ping's words, Long Xiaoyao let out a deafening laugh. The terrifying sound waves in that aged laugh made Chen Ping feel his internal organs tremble.

If his physical strength hadn't already been comparable to that of a typical seven-ring Soul Saint, Long Xiaoyao's wild laughter after his Martial Soul possession would probably have knocked him to his knees.

"Huh? That's interesting."

Seeing that Chen Ping hadn't actually fainted from his laughter, Long Xiaoyao finally began to really look Chen Ping up and down.

"As expected of Mu En's last disciple, your judgment is indeed excellent. Even when I was at your level, I didn't have such monstrous physical qualities as you."

As he spoke, Long Xiaoyao gently placed his fully transformed dragon right arm on Chen Ping's shoulder, kneading Chen Ping's firm and full muscles, his eyes filled with envy.

"Moun has good taste. Even on his last day, he managed to take you on as his apprentice. Tsk, so what if I agree to your condition?"

At this point, Long Xiaoyao's disdainful tone carried a hint of sourness, as if he were witnessing yet another Mingfeng Douluo growing up.

"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense. Senior Long is the same as our teacher, and is the owner of the Black Dragon Martial Soul, known as the Black and White Dragons. He is also known as the Dragon Emperor. He can be said to be one of the few remaining top-level experts among the current Soul Masters."

Yan Shaozhe looked anxious, hoping that Long Xiaoyao wouldn't take Chen Ping's crazy talk seriously in his moment of displeasure.

Even if the method for refining the thousand-forged metal is handed over, as long as Chen Ping, this peerless prodigy who excels in multiple fields such as martial soul, soul guidance, and soul, is still around, Shrek Academy may still have a chance to turn the tide one day.

But if Chen Ping were to perish here today, that would be an absolutely unacceptable outcome for Shrek Academy.

Even considering that Chen Ping was Mu En's disciple, the probability of Long Xiaoyao actually killing him was extremely low, but Yan Shaozhe had no intention of taking that risk.

"Hmph, Yan Shaozhe, you don't need to worry so much. This little guy is very clever."

As he spoke, Long Xiaoyao slowly walked up to Chen Ping, his eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on Chen Ping's eyes, and they met eyes.

"Are you thinking that since you're Mu En's last disciple, I'll definitely hold back even if I have to use a couple of moves against you, and then you can use that strange life force in your body to heal yourself and force yourself to stand up and complete the bet?"

"Since I have allowed you to take the next two moves for Xuanzi, that means you have changed the bet. So naturally I will also change the bet."

"If you can withstand one of my moves and not only stand up, but also deliver a move that makes me move even half a step in place, then you win. How about it?"

The main reason Long Xiaoyao said this was because he was worried that Chen Ping might have a skill similar to the Invincible Golden Body. Even with his cultivation level, it would still be almost impossible for him to shatter the Invincible Golden Body.

The gap between level 99 and level 99 is even greater than the gap between level 99 and level 98, or between level 98 and level 95!
Not everyone can unleash the combat power that only a level 100 expert can. Therefore, after reassuring himself, Long Xiaoyao continued, "Mu En actually took you as a disciple in his twilight years. I'm very curious, what kind of ability do you possess that attracted him?"

"Come on, let me see what you've got. This time, you can't say I'm bullying the weak."

As he spoke, Long Xiaoyao turned around, and with a sweep of his right dragon claw, the bamboo forest in front of him collapsed with a series of cracking sounds.

At the ends of those bamboo stalks, the black energy fluctuations seemed to possess an extremely corrosive quality, and within just a few breaths, they completely eroded these bamboo stalks, which were often tens of meters tall, along with their branches and leaves.

"Chen Ping!" Qian Duoduo grabbed Chen Ping's wrist with concern. Only after seeing Chen Ping's confident eyes did she take a deep breath, nod at Chen Ping, and let Chen Ping follow Long Xiaoyao into the area that the other party had just cleared.

"Senior Long, please enlighten me."

Chen Ping faced Long Xiaoyao in front of him, assuming a starting stance. Four spirit rings—yellow, purple, black, and gold—fell one after another from his feet, causing Long Xiaoyao's pupils to shrink abruptly.

"Gold, a golden spirit ring? And it's an orange-gold spirit ring that's never been recorded in ancient texts?"

At this moment, the exaggerated ratio of spirit rings in Chen Ping's first three spirit rings no longer had any astonishing effect under the dazzling light of the fourth spirit ring.

Memories of golden spirit rings from historical records flashed through Long Xiaoyao's mind.

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue's god-level spirit rings seem to be purple-gold and pure gold respectively, while Tang San's tenth spirit ring of the Blue Silver Emperor and the first spirit ring of the Clear Sky Hammer are recorded in historical records as blue-gold and dark gold.

If he remembered correctly, the size of a god-level spirit ring is much larger than that of a non-god-level spirit ring. The four spirit rings under Chen Ping's feet were almost identical in size, which meant that this orange-gold spirit ring should not be a god-level spirit ring.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyao's mind was racing, and he went through all the memories of the god-level soul ring in his mind before he twisted his neck.

"Hmph, no wonder they dared to accept the bet. Second ring lasts a thousand years, third ring ten thousand years, and fourth ring is still orange-gold. Shrek Academy is a monster academy; it seems they really live up to their reputation."

Long Xiaoyao snorted and swung his right arm high: "Here it comes, let me see what you've got!"

"Wait! Senior Long!"

Just before Long Xiaoyao was about to slap him, Chen Ping shouted, stopping Long Xiaoyao in his tracks.

That's the art of speaking.

Fortunately, Chen Ping called out "Wait a minute" first, and then "Senior Long." If it had been the other way around, Long Xiaoyao might have slapped him.

"You little brat, are you scared?"

Long Xiaoyao's dragon claw, which was halfway through its swing and could have easily killed a Soul Douluo with a single slap, suddenly stopped in mid-air. The effortless control he displayed made Chen Ping swallow hard.

"Afraid? Of course not," Chen Ping shook his head. "I just want to raise the stakes. I just don't know if Senior Long dares to follow."

　It's 8K again, damn it.
　　Have I lost my ability to do 10,000?

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