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

After delivering this long and astonishing deduction, Lu Jun shrugged, his tone becoming more relaxed, and looked at Wu Siduo, who was already dumbfounded:

"Of course, these are just my personal deductions, based on some unofficial historical legends and existing intelligence."

"The truth may not be entirely true. Just listen to it and believe it or not."

Wu Siduo stood there for a long time before slowly recovering from the shock of this information explosion.

She blinked hard, her eyes filled with disbelief and deep curiosity as she looked at Lu Jun.

“I…I’m very curious,”

She couldn't help but ask, her voice still a little hoarse.

"How...how did you know so much secret information?"

"You seem to know everything about the events of Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago, and the private affairs of Huo Yuhao's ancestor?"

Lu Jun raised an eyebrow, revealing an expression that said it was very simple, and explained: "The existence of the goddess of beauty and some of the legends are deduced by me based on some fragments circulating within the Green Skull organization and some distorted doctrines they worship."

"Although most of them are legends and unofficial histories, and their authenticity is questionable, they couldn't possibly be made up out of thin air, could they?"

"There is always some real historical basis behind it."

"Then... what are the specifics of the love and hatred between Huo Yuhao's ancestor and that daughter of the God King?"

Wu Siduo got to the bottom of it.

"Where did you learn of this secret, which is not even recorded in official history?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun's lips curled into a playful smile, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense:

"Well... part of it is some historical inference notes that are not accepted by the mainstream, which I found at Di Yue's house, and the other part... guess?"

Seeing him like this, Wu Siduo's originally heavy mood inexplicably lightened. She couldn't help but puff out her cheeks and scold him playfully:

"I do not guess you guess guess?"

Lu Jun was amused by her reaction and replied with a smile:

"So, guess whether I'll guess or not?"

Wu Siduo was immediately rendered speechless by his childish tongue twister, and the heaviness she felt upon learning the truth earlier dissipated considerably. She stomped her foot and scolded:
"...Childish devil!"

Lu Jun chuckled and didn't continue the topic.

Wu Siduo needs time to process this amazing information.

So Lu Jun turned his attention back to Dragon Valley, continuing to precisely manipulate the dragon clouds in the sky, turning them into pure energy that flowed continuously into Wu Siduo's body, helping her solidify her foundation and improve her strength.

The colorful dragon clouds, like loyal guardians, surrounded them, creating a strange yet warm scene in this ancient and desolate burial ground of the dragon race.

Under Lu Jun's precise guidance and the continuous infusion of Long Yun's energy, Wu Siduo followed him all the way into the depths of Dragon Valley.

She could clearly feel her blood and qi surging like a ignited furnace; her physical strength steadily increased under the refinement of Long Yun's energy, and every muscle fiber contained even stronger explosive power; even her temporarily sealed soul power, although unusable, seemed to become more refined and profound under the nourishment of this pure heaven and earth energy.

This comprehensive improvement filled her with joy and gave her a deeper understanding of the wonders of Dragon Valley.

However, this seemingly peaceful and ancient place is not entirely a matter of chance.

Not long after they started walking, a violent collision of energy and a dull thud of flesh hitting flesh suddenly broke the silence in the distance.

Lu Jun and Wu Siduo looked up at the same time and saw two figures fighting fiercely in a relatively open space filled with jagged rocks.

It was Long Yue and Qian Gu Zhang Ting who had entered Dragon Valley before them. Within Dragon Valley, where martial spirits and soul power could not be used, the battle reverted to its most primal form: hand-to-hand combat!

Having the Mountain Dragon King Martial Soul, and already known for his strong physique and domineering power, Long Yue is like a fish in water here.

His towering figure resembled a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, each punch and kick carrying a fierce wind that tore through the air, the heavy force causing the ground to tremble slightly.

With his absolute strength and defensive advantage, he completely suppressed Qian Gu Zhangting and occupied absolute dominance on the field.

On the other hand, Qian Gu Zhang Ting, having lost the Panlong Staff martial spirit that made him famous, is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out.

Faced with Long Yue's relentless onslaught of iron fists, he appeared quite disheveled, only able to rely on his relatively agile movements and combat experience to dodge and parry, occasionally finding an opening to counterattack, but he was unable to inflict any effective damage on the thick-skinned Long Yue, and was completely at a disadvantage.

"Hmph! What, is this all the geniuses the Spirit Pagoda has been carefully nurtured are capable of once they leave their Martial Souls?"

As Long Yue continued his fierce attacks, he sneered coldly, his dark red eyes flashing with belligerence and contempt.

Qian Gu Zhangting's face turned ashen; he had never suffered such humiliation before.

Hearing this, he immediately retorted:

"You're only able to act tough here because you can't use your Martial Soul in this godforsaken place!"

"If we were outside, with my Dragon Staff in hand, I could beat the shit out of you in three moves!"

"Hmph, glib-tongued, all talk and no action!"

Long Yue snorted disdainfully and said no more, but his attacks became even more fierce and powerful, his fists slamming into Qian Gu Zhang Ting's vital points like heavy hammers.

Lu Jun and Wu Siduo, who were watching from the sidelines, saw the whole scene. They looked at each other and saw the same speechless expression in each other's eyes.

"What on earth is going on?" Wu Siduo couldn't help but mutter under her breath. "In a place where every second counts in the search for opportunities, they actually have the leisure to fight here?"

Lu Jun didn't hold back at all, simply curling his lip and giving a blunt evaluation:

"This is what it means to be brainless. Someone who only has half a day of precious time doesn't use that time to improve themselves, but instead wastes their time fighting with someone who can stay here for a month. It's a complete waste of time and extremely stupid."

His voice wasn't deliberately lowered; his calm words clearly reached the ears of the two men locked in fierce combat.

Qian Gu Zhangting, already at a disadvantage and seething with anger, became even more furious upon hearing this. While parrying Long Yue's heavy punch, he took a moment to turn and glare at Lu Jun:

"Lu Jun! Who are you calling brainless?!"

However, as soon as he said it, Qian Gu Zhangting was stunned.

Although Lu Jun's words were harsh, they were like a bucket of cold water, instantly sobering him up.

Yeah! I only have half a day!

If Long Yue can stay here for a month, why should I waste my time with him?!

Winning brings no benefit, losing is even more shameful, and it also wastes precious exploration time!

Isn't this just me using two arms?

At this moment, for the first time, Qian Gu Zhangting felt a strong sense of agreement with Lu Jun's words.

He immediately feinted, leaping back several meters to create distance between himself and Long Yue. His expression shifted, but he finally let out a cold snort, trying to salvage his composure:
"Hmph, I'm too lazy to argue with a bull like you. This true dragon soul... is yours."

Having said that, he actually stopped arguing and turned to leave quickly in another direction, as if staying even a second longer would be a waste of life. (End of Chapter)