Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

While Feng Zaixing was fighting against many opponents, the outcome of another battle was also decided.

"Good girl, please go easy on me for my grandfather's sake... Ouch!"

Le Zheng Lei, ranked tenth on the list of young geniuses, was knocked to the ground by a striped tiger. His hair was disheveled and he looked up at the slender figure, almost bursting into tears.

This is outrageous! Everyone's grandfathers are Limit Douluo, so how come I, a descendant of the angels, am being humiliated by the ferocious beast she drew?

"The old man told me to go to the Spirit Ascension Platform to find an opponent and improve my cultivation. Brother, you're so easily defeated, is that my fault?"

Yu Xin tossed the large white brush aside, his silhouette and dark eyes gleaming with a bored expression.

It's pointless. There's no one who can fight. I'll just draw old men when I get out.

In the corner, ten-year-old Le Zhengyu, whose cultivation level was only two rings, stood like a lackey. When he saw Yu Xin's gaze sweep over him, his face immediately fell, and he admitted defeat and lowered his head.

"For the sake of our two families' long-standing friendship, please let us brothers go. We've only been here for two hours, it would be very embarrassing for us to leave like this."

His two brothers were beaten so badly by a woman that they couldn't even lift their heads. Their grandfather would be very disappointed if he found out.

Yu Xin said decisively, "Enough nonsense. I'm here to find people to paint. Since none of you are up to par, don't blame me."

Le Zhengyu was on the verge of tears, and randomly pointed in a direction, making up a story:

"Wang Wen, who's ninth on the list, is in that direction. His family specializes in mecha. Why don't you go find him and have a go at him?"

Yu Xin shook her head slightly: "Do you think I haven't fought with him? If I want to draw someone, it's easier to find his elders than to find him."

"With so many advantages, why did you still make things difficult for us at the Ascension Platform?" Yue Zhenglei and Yue Zhengyu thought in unison.

Just then, a loud bang suddenly came from the distant plain. Yu Xin looked over and saw flames shooting into the sky, with human-shaped figures standing tall between heaven and earth.

"Such a powerful aura, at least the trip wasn't in vain."

Yu Xin's brows relaxed, and a bright smile appeared on her face, illuminating the vast wilderness.

"You guys are lucky."

With a wave of her hand, she dispersed the group of beasts that had been drawn. Yu Xin lightly touched the ground with her toes and gracefully departed, disappearing from sight in no time.

"Oh God, it's finally over."

Le Zhengyu helped his cousin up and changed him into new clothes, his words filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.

"Yes, she's finally gone."

Le Zhenglei frowned deeply, sighed repeatedly, and rubbed his nose as he poured out his grievances.

"This young lady is so good at fighting. She's learned all of her grandfather's skills."

Le Zhengyu lay on the ground, his face filled with despair: "Brother, is there no hope for our Angel family this generation? She's too strong."

"Nonsense! Our family has been working hard for a long time. You haven't even experienced a single holy baptism, and you haven't learned many secret techniques yet," Yue Zheng Lei retorted, his expression changing.

"But I've heard the Yu family possesses several divine artifacts. Are our resources as strong as theirs?"

Le Zhengyu was listless and completely gave up, like an eggplant wilted by frost and snow.

Le Zhenglei frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "She is training in the family and the military academy, but we still have a chance to surpass her. She can go to Shrek Academy for further studies."

"Shrek? If only I could become an apprentice of that Optimus Prime..." Yue Zhengyu daydreamed.

"Why not give it a try?" said Yue Zhenglei.

"Forget it, I'll just be happy to make some friends. I don't expect anything else." Le Zhengyu sat up and gazed in the direction where Yu Xin had disappeared.

"What just happened there? How could there be such a powerful fluctuation of soul power?"

"I don't recognize that aura. Heaven knows where this new monster came from."

Le Zheng Lei dusted off his clothes and sighed, "We all have to work hard. If we can't make a name for ourselves, we'll just have to honestly inherit the family business."

Le Zhengyu nodded, then turned and asked, "Should we stay? It seems like we can't afford to offend any of the remaining experts."

"...Try to stay hidden as much as possible, but at least kill some soul beasts."

Le Zheng Lei's face burned with shame. The descendant of the angels had become such a pathetic figure, truly a disgrace to his ancestors' glory!

"After this battle, only Wang Wen remains on the list of young geniuses. Hopefully, he and his mecha can hold out a little longer..."

Le Zhengyu waved his fist and said resentfully, "It would be best to fight that new monster to a draw. They're all so freakish, it's like they're making life unbearable for everyone."

……

"Brother Tengteng, Sister Ye Zhi, there's a huge commotion over there! Are those idiots from Douluo Continent fighting?"

In the blood-stained hollow, a girl in a pale yellow dress put away the short knife she had used to hunt soul beasts and looked up to reveal a face with extremely delicate features.

Tengteng, one of the eight future kings of Monster Academy, observed the scene and said firmly, "It must be!"

"That's great."

Dai Yun'er exerted force with her feet, her body became ethereal for a moment, and then she stood beside Tengteng, taking out her binoculars to look at the distant scenery.

A strange light appeared in Ye Zhi's eyes, and she said softly, "The person fighting is very strong. Even if I give your brother Tengteng all my strength, I am not guaranteed to win. He must be one of the top geniuses in Douluo Continent."

"So what if they're geniuses? We've already taken down two of the geniuses on the Douluo Continent's list of young prodigies."

Princess Xingluo's face was full of satisfaction as she said with great interest, "They're fighting so fiercely, let's go watch the excitement. Maybe we can snag a bargain."

"Isn't this a bad idea? It might be dangerous."

Ye Zhi and Tengteng exchanged glances, both seeing hesitation in each other's eyes.

The energy level at the core of the explosion was very high, unlike that of a three-ring Soul Master.

Even within their Monster Academy, it seems only Long Yue possesses such strength at this cultivation level.

"Oh, what's the harm in going to check it out? We can just stay away from it, right?"

Dai Yun'er carefully polished and brewed the tea, her beautiful eyes darting around, her gossip-loving spirit burning brightly.

"Princess, you are of noble birth. If something happens to you, we will have a hard time explaining it to your brother and His Majesty..."

"We don't need your explanations, what could possibly happen at the Ascension Platform..."

Half a minute later.

Tengteng and Ye Zhi looked at each other and sighed helplessly, then set off with Dai Yun'er.

"Hope everything goes well..."

……

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."

A gleaming sword beam streaked into the sky, creating towering waves of air. Purple humanoid mechs appeared and disappeared in the air, while rattlesnakes maneuvered, their soul-guided cannons on their shoulders poised to fire, scorching the earth.

"Amazing! Finally, a true genius!"

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, Feng Zaixing raised his sword to slash at the mecha, only to see the purple mecha perform a series of inexplicable death maneuvers, causing him to miss his target.

Not having gained any immediate advantage, Feng Zaixing was not anxious but rather pleased, giving a thumbs-up and laughing heartily:

"I ran into someone from my own clan while I was out here. It's Brother Wang Wen, the mecha pilot. Shall we become friends?"

The purple mecha hovered in mid-air, and a somewhat surprised voice rang out: "You're from our family?"

"No, no, I'm not talking about blood relatives, but martial spirits."

Feng Zaixing stretched out his index finger and shook it, saying loudly, "You have a physical spirit. A spirit is just bones or skin. Only a physical spirit master can control a mecha so well and fight against me. Am I right?"

"That's right, my martial soul is skin."

"Ninth on the list of young geniuses," replied Wang Wen, the Divine Armor King.

"Isn't that it? Back in the day, all beings under heaven were one family. I was the second disciple of the Body Sect Master. Wouldn't you say we were family?"

Feng Zaixing spoke with a cheerful smile, revealing his appreciation for talent. True Soul Master geniuses are hard to find, and his Skin Martial Soul is of Silver quality.

Wang Wen was silent for a while, then said, "It used to be like that, but now the Body Sect has declined and can no longer attract all the Body Soul Masters in the world."

"Yes, but our sect's unique skills are still of great benefit to all Soul Masters with Body Spirits. Since you have a Body Spirit, you must have heard of the benefits of a second awakening."

Feng Zaixing made no attempt to conceal the fact that the Body Sect was only a handful of big and small members. His face was beaming with pride, and he was eager to bring back the talents in front of him to strengthen the team.

Wang Wen remained silent for an even longer time this time: "Joining a sect is a matter of great importance, and I need to go back and discuss it with my family."

"That's how it should be. I've heard that your family has other geniuses in mecha who are skilled in physical soul mastery. Our sect welcomes them. My teacher is a god-level mecha master."

Feng Zaixing took food and gifts without any attempt to conceal his desire to help the sect improve, and even set his sights on the other party's entire family.

He knew that the other family also had a genius with a skeletal martial soul, a legend in the Federation's mecha industry, the youngest level nine mecha maker in history, Wang Skull.

He finished as runner-up in the Star Battle Network Mech Competition, losing to Tang Wulin, who had a lot of equipment.

Wang Wen was clearly tempted this time. "Your teacher is a god-level mecha pilot! That's fantastic!"

"Our teacher is also the honorary dean of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy," Na'er added earnestly from behind. As the third disciple of the Body Sect, she also wanted to contribute to the sect's growth.

Feng Zaixing quietly gave Na'er a thumbs up and directly told her the address, saving him the trouble of explaining it again.

"Alright! I will definitely visit Mingdu in the future."

Wang Wen excitedly agreed, and was about to say something more when he saw a beautiful figure flash by like lightning in the distance, and he immediately became alert.

"That person from the Yu family is here. Brothers, let's stop fighting for now, or we might get sent away by her."