Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

"What's wrong, Mu Zi?"

Tang Yinmeng stepped forward, took his hand with concern, and felt the coolness and tension in his palm.

Lan Muzi took a deep breath, grasped Tang Yinmeng's hand in return, and sighed:
"The people of the Tang Clan are becoming increasingly reckless and undisciplined, far less disciplined than those of us at Shrek Academy. Perhaps this is the downside of a rapid expansion of power in a short period of time."

Tang Yinmeng gently comforted her:
"Don't worry too much. With the elite of Shrek Academy's inner court, plus the strength of the Tang Sect, the mission to capture Lu Jun and Tang Wulin will definitely not fail."

"No matter how strong Lu Jun is, can he possibly stand against the combined elite forces of our two major powers by himself?"

Lan Muzi nodded, squeezed Tang Yinmeng's hand tightly, and a glimmer of hope for the future flashed in her eyes:
"Once this mission is successfully completed, we will be able to live the life we ​​have been looking forward to for so long."

"Ok!"

Tang Yinmeng nestled beside him and nodded gently.

On the other side, above the ice field.

After a brief celebration, the group, led by Lu Jun, set off again, steadily advancing towards Mingdu.

During the journey, Lu Jun's encrypted communicator vibrated again.

He glanced at the number and answered.

Federal Speaker Xu Tiandi's calm yet slightly urgent voice rang out:
"Lu Jun, I just learned from General Dong Zi'an of the Western Legion that you rejected the Federation's offer to send an elite team of Soul Masters to provide support?"

"No, there's no need."

Lu Jun's answer was concise and to the point.

"Nonsense!"

Xu Tiandi's tone became more forceful.

"According to our intelligence, Shrek Academy and Tang Sect are mobilizing manpower on a large scale, and the number of Soul Saint-level experts gathered may exceed one hundred. No matter how strong you are personally, you can't fight against so many people. This is definitely not the time to play the hero!"

He paused, his tone softening, with an air of explanation:
"Moreover, the Federation's high command does not want the situation to spiral out of control and escalate into a full-scale war. Once we directly intervene with the strength of Title Douluo-level warriors, the elders of Shrek Academy and Tang Sect will inevitably take action as well. At that point, there will be no room for maneuver, and the continent will be plunged into chaos!"

"Therefore, the current game must be limited to the Soul Saint level and below. Even so, the strength gathered by the other side is enough to crush any single target! If it weren't for concerns about public opinion and the consequences of a full-scale war, the Federation could deal with this kind of gathering with a single level-nine fixed-position soul-guided artillery shell."

"Lu Jun, I ask you again, what exactly do you rely on to dare to claim you can take on a hundred men?"

Lu Jun gazed calmly at the snow-covered plains ahead and said softly:
"I have completed the condensation of the Yin-Yang complementary dual soul cores, and my spiritual power has also broken through the Spirit Domain Realm, and I have awakened an extremely powerful spiritual domain. Within this domain, the number of Soul Saints is meaningless to me."

"As long as no one stronger than a Soul Douluo intervenes, no matter how many Soul Saints come, the result will be the same."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the communication, as if they were shocked by the amount of information contained in Lu Jun's words.

A moment later, Emperor Xu's voice rang out again, noticeably more solemn:

“…I understand. If you are truly confident that you can quell this matter at minimal cost and prevent the Federation from resorting to extreme measures, that would be the best outcome.”

"The Federation will deploy emergency forces on the periphery, ready to support you at any time. I hope you will not let us down, Mr. Lu."

"Understood, thank you for your trouble, Speaker."

Lu Jun responded calmly and then ended the call.

"Is it Emperor Xu?" Gu Yuena quietly approached him and asked softly, her eyes filled with inquiry.

"Yes, some follow-up arrangements."

Lu Jun nodded slightly, offering no further explanation. "Let's continue on our way."

His gaze was fixed on the direction of Mingdu, but his thoughts had already drifted to a much farther place.

It seems that... once this matter is settled, the Federation's final plan to take action against Shrek Academy and the Tang Clan will be put on the agenda.

A storm that will sweep across the entire continent is about to arrive.

"perhaps……"

A plan flashed through his mind.

“After the Federation goes to war with Shrek, I need to find an opportunity to go to Shrek City. That ancient golden tree has accumulated life energy for ten thousand years. Rather than it being destroyed in the war or continuing to benefit the enemy, it would be better for me to take over it.”

"After all, the capable get more, don't they?"

"With the Federation and the Spirit Pagoda alone, it is probably not enough to completely end Shrek Academy."

"Let me help you."

……

Shrek City, deep within the Tang Clan headquarters.

In a secluded room filled with the scent of sandalwood and old books, Zang Xin slammed his palm down on a hard, dark wooden table, instantly causing the priceless wood to crack.

His chest heaved violently, his face was ashen, and his usually deep eyes were now bloodshot and filled with undisguised heartache.

"Six! A full six Soul Saints with three-word Battle Armor!"

His voice trembled slightly, and each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

“Cultivating one is no easy feat. Condensing a soul core, forging battle armor, enduring countless life-and-death trials... and yet... and yet he falls at the hands of Lu Jun, with just one sword! Just one sword!”

His heart ached so much it felt like it was bleeding.

A three-word Battle Armor Master is a true high-end combat force in the continent's Soul Master world. Both the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy regard them as treasures, and their numbers are extremely limited.

The loss of six at once has almost shaken the Tang Sect's core strength at the Soul Saint level, causing serious damage.

Cao Dezhi, who was sitting quietly to the side, slowly opened his eyes. His face seemed calm, but a trace of heaviness also flashed deep in his eyes.

He stood up, walked to Zang Xin's side, and placed his hand on Zang Xin's shoulder, which was trembling slightly with excitement.

“Feeling sorry for him is useless, Zang Xin.” Cao Dezhi’s voice was steady, carrying an undeniable power. “The damage has already been done, and regret and anger will only cloud our judgment.”

"The most urgent task is to ensure that the next plan goes perfectly. Lu Jun... this boy must not be allowed to live. He will be captured soon."

"Within the existing framework of federal rules, we have plenty of ways to deal with him. If the federal government dares to disregard the rules and forcibly intervene..."

Cao Dezhi's voice suddenly turned cold, and a sharp, knife-like glint flashed in his eyes:
"Then Tang Sect and Shrek Academy will fight with all their might. The order of this continent has been dormant for too long. It is time to get back on track and take over the reins."

Upon hearing this, Zang Xin took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging blood, and a fanatical and obsessive light rekindled in his eyes:
"That's right, ten thousand years ago, who turned the tide under the iron hooves of the Sun Moon Empire? It was the Tang Sect! It was Shrek Academy!"

"If it weren't for the united efforts of the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy, who upheld the divine decree of our ancestor Tang San, and withstood the full-scale attack of the Sun Moon Empire in that divine war that determined the fate of the continent ten thousand years ago, how could we be where we are today?"

"If it weren't for Huo Yuhao, that traitor who has forgotten his ancestors, the remnants of the Sun Moon Empire would have been completely wiped out long ago!"

The moment the name of that ancestor who reigned supreme in the divine realm was mentioned, Zang Xin straightened his back instantly, his face radiating immense pride and a sense of superiority.
"Ten thousand years have passed. Without Huo Yuhao's protection, what can the Sun Moon Federation use to fight us? Behind us stands a true god. The glory of the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy cannot be tarnished! We are willing to pay the price of our lives to protect it!" (End of Chapter)