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

"Oh?"

Lu Jun raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Judging from your words, senior, you are also very familiar with Tang San's plan?"

"It's natural."

Electrolux nodded, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his golden eyes.

"Ten thousand years ago, when my disciple Huo Yuhao was still alive, he single-handedly thwarted a plot by the God King to descend upon the Douluo Continent."

"That time was also extremely dangerous, as it concerned the autonomous destiny of the entire plane."

At this point, he looked at Lu Jun with interest, his tone carrying a hint of hypothetical playfulness:
"If Yuhao had failed back then and had not been able to stop Tang San... perhaps, this vibrant Douluo Star would already belong entirely to Tang and have become the private property of the divine authority."

"Not to mention, the Ice Abyss Divine Sword in your hand will probably also be coveted by him and forcibly taken away. At that time, you, the sword master, will inevitably become a target that he must eliminate or control."

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun couldn't help but let out a confident sneer. He raised his hand and gently stroked the Ice Abyss Sword floating to his side, and the sword responded with a faint, clear ringing sound.

"Senior is overthinking it. Even if the Ice Abyss Sword really falls into Tang San's hands, given his temperament and methods, even if he exerts a tremendous amount of effort, there is absolutely no way he can make it truly recognize him as its master."

"This sword has a spirit and chooses its master; it cannot be wielded by just any Tom, Dick, or Harry."

He spoke with absolute certainty, carrying a confidence stemming from the resonance with his natal artifact.

"Hahaha, I firmly believe this!"

Upon hearing this, Electrolux burst into laughter, expressing his complete approval of Lu Jun's confidence.

"I believe that you, sir, truly possess such extraordinary abilities, and are not someone that Tang San can easily manipulate."

As the laughter subsided, Electrolux's expression turned slightly serious. He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Lu Jun, his posture elegant yet imbued with an ancient air.

"Once this matter is settled, I cannot remain here for too long. Maintaining the magic array still requires my strength."

"Your Excellency Lu, I shall take my leave now. Until we meet again."

"teacher!"

Seeing Elex about to leave, Harosa hurriedly stepped forward, her face filled with guilt and self-reproach. She knelt on one knee, bowed her head, and said in a deep voice:
"It is because the student's skills are not proficient and his cultivation is shallow. Even dealing with a puppet that relies on the power of an evil god requires your personal intervention, which consumes your already limited reserves of power."

"The student...the student is deeply ashamed!"

His voice was filled with deep resentment and frustration.

Electrolux turned around and looked at his disciple kneeling on the ground. There was no blame in his eyes, only a hint of gentleness and understanding.

He gently waved his hand, and a soft force lifted Harosa up.

“Foolish child, there’s no need to blame yourself like this.”

“That goddess of beauty is a first-level deity. Even if she is just a believer empowered by divine power, she is not someone you can easily contend with with your current abilities.”

"Let alone you, even if Yun Ming, the so-called number one Douluo in the world, were here, the outcome of the battle against Zhang Geyang, who has been fully blessed by the Goddess of Beauty, would be uncertain, and he would likely be defeated."

He explained earnestly, while also pointing out a harsh truth:
"Don't forget, the reason you were able to successfully wipe out Shrek Academy was largely due to the Federation's powerful modern soul tools, which gave you absolute firepower suppression."

"If you rely solely on your own strength, even with the combined efforts of the Beast God Emperor Tian, ​​you would have absolutely no chance of shaking Yun Ming's foundation."

"He is one of the most core believers of the God King Tang San in the human world. The divine grace and blessing he has received far exceeds your imagination."

"But teacher, I..."

Harosa raised his head, wanting to say something more, his eyes filled with a thirst for power and resentment at his own powerlessness. Electrox, however, extended his seemingly young hand, yet one brimming with boundless wisdom and strength, and gently patted Harosa's head like an elder to a younger person, interrupting him with a tone of undeniable reassurance:
"Alright, no need for further words. Focus on the present, improve yourself, and protect this land; that is the best way to repay your teacher."

He turned to Lu Jun again, a warm smile on his face, and pleaded:
"Lord Lu, my disciple is stubborn but kind-hearted. I hope you will take good care of him in the future on this Douluo Continent. Hehe..."

Before Lu Jun could even respond, Electrolux's golden figure began to blur and become transparent, like morning mist gradually dissipating in the sunlight, and finally disappeared completely from the spot.

It left no trace, as if it had never existed.

Harosa stared blankly at the spot where his teacher had disappeared, and after a long while, he let out a sigh filled with endless emotion and loneliness.

The teacher expended precious energy to help them...

"Hey, stop making that bitter, resentful face."

Lu Jun crossed his arms, tilted his head, and looked at the dejected Harosa, his tone casual and sarcastic.

"This isn't your fault. Face reality, Lao Ha."

"You're now a level 99 Quasi-God Limit Douluo, and across the entire Douluo Continent, there are no more than three beings below the God level who can reliably defeat you. That's enough for you to be invincible. What more do you want?"

"What, you want to ascend to the heavens in one step and directly slaughter gods?"

Harosa lowered his head, shadows obscuring part of his face, his voice low and resolute:

"But... I still can't truly fight against those god-level beings."

"If I were stronger, even just to the point of touching the threshold of true godhood, I wouldn't have had to let my teacher..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun curled his lip in impatience, then turned around, casually waving his hand behind his back to Halosa, interrupting his self-deprecating remarks:

"Tch, stop talking about such unrealistic things. Instead of wasting your time wallowing in self-pity, you should think of a way to see if you can create a divine position yourself."

"You're someone favored by this plane, you could be considered a chosen one of this era, right?"

"Look at Emperor Xu, he quietly managed to create half a divine position. How can you be slower than him?"

His words were intended to be encouraging and joking, however...

Upon hearing this, Harosa abruptly raised his head, a strange and puzzled expression on his face. He hesitated, then finally couldn't help but speak, his voice filled with obvious astonishment:
"Your Excellency, I would like to ask, who told you that I am the chosen one of this era?"

"what?"

Lu Jun's steps forward suddenly stopped, and his body instantly stiffened.

He looked as if he had heard something unbelievable, and with a hint of disbelief, he turned back and stared sharply at Harosa.

Harosa, looking utterly bewildered, shook his head firmly and explained:

"Your Excellency, you may have misunderstood. I am merely a representative of this era's plane, entrusted with maintaining the balance of the plane by the grace of my teacher and the recognition of the plane's will. I am not some chosen one of destiny."

He paused, his tone becoming clearer, even with a sense of entitlement:

"If we're talking about the truly blessed chosen one of this era, one who is born with the great fortune of the entire plane... should be the Federal Speaker, Emperor Xu Tian."

"This is a message that the will of the plane is vaguely conveying to me. Although it is very vague, the core message is correct."

Lu Jun: "…………"

He stood there, staring at Harosa's incredibly serious and genuine expression, as if struck by a silent thunderbolt, instantly turning to stone.

The air seemed to freeze completely at that moment. (End of Chapter)