Douluo Dragon King: I'm creating a golden age behind the scenes!

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Spirit Pagoda Headquarters, 99th Floor

"Okay, I understand."

Qian Gu Dongfeng put down the soul-guided communicator in his hand, turned to his secretary behind him and said, "Pass the word down, add Zhou Mingyu's name from the Tianhai Spirit Pagoda to the Spirit Pagoda's genius cultivation program."

As for priority, well... let's put it sixth for now, otherwise those old foxes in the council will start arguing again.

After saying that, he sat down at his seat and continued working.

"Yes, Tower Master." The secretary, after hearing Qian Gu Dongfang's instructions, didn't leave, seemingly hesitant to speak. "But, Clan Chief, we really can't..."

"Are you suggesting we take this opportunity to suppress him?" Qian Gu Dongfeng replied without looking up, "It's just a competition. Should I hold a grudge against a child over this?"

Do you really think I'm so intolerant?

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare," the secretary said in a flustered voice upon hearing this.

"Go and do it."

"Yes."

After the secretary left, Qian Gu Dongfeng looked at the files on the table containing Zhou Mingyu and his companion, and murmured, "Is a great era truly about to begin?"

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What happened next in the final surprised everyone: Zhou Mingyu withdrew from the match due to an injury sustained in the previous game.

The Tianhai Alliance could only announce that Zuo Qiulun had won the junior group championship. As for the youth group, the champion had also been decided, a six-ring Soul Emperor from the Spirit Pagoda. However, the audience who were looking forward to seeing a fierce battle between the two were disappointed.

This was also the result of discussions between the clones and the main body.

Li Ziming's eight stars have astonished the world, and he has already gained a certain degree of influence on this continent;

Zuo Qiulun became a disciple of Mu Ye and successfully entered the Body Sect.

Zhou Mingyu's talent has garnered attention from higher-ups, which will be more beneficial for his future development in the Spirit Pagoda.

The goals of this Tianhai Grand Competition have been achieved, and there is no need to send out several clones to continue and expose our trump cards.

On the main side, Liu Tianran has led the seven-member team from Donghai Academy to win the team competition championship, but it seems that not many people are paying attention to this.

Because there was some controversy surrounding the junior group three-person competition...

Tianhai Stadium

"Boom, boom, boom..." Nine booming sounds rang out in the air. Zhou Mingyu looked towards the arena, where Wu Changkong was fighting against two people from Hailu Academy.

A strong chill instantly swept across the center of the arena, causing people to shiver uncontrollably. Various colors rose into the sky, and for a moment, the entire stadium was filled with intense elemental fluctuations.

At the same time, a piercing alarm sounded throughout the Tianhai Stadium.

Three Soul Emperors were clashing incessantly in the air above the arena. With a powerful clash of soul power, light and shadow flashed by, but Wu Changkong still stood proudly in place, the elemental fluctuations causing his white robes to flutter, as if he were untouched by the world.

Long Huantian and Zhang Zhenpeng had each retreated more than ten meters, their faces looking extremely pale. Long Huantian was slightly better, only pale, but Zhang Zhenpeng had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Long Huantian was furious and shouted, "Where did you come from, daring to cause trouble at the Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition?"

Wu Changkong simply stared at him coldly, without uttering a word. The Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand pulsed with light, and his aura continued to surge wildly. At this moment, all six of his soul rings seemed to be shining brightly.

Both were at the sixth ring level. Even in a two-on-one situation, Long Huantian and Zhang Zhenpeng were still suppressed to the point that their bodies were somewhat stiff, and their own soul power flow was not smooth.

Fortunately, Wu Changkong did not launch another attack. Instead, he came to the sky above Tang Wulin and Gu Yue, looked down at the location of his two disciples, and couldn't help but frown.

The golden cocoon emanated a strong life force. Although the interior was obscured, Wu Changkong could clearly sense two distinct life fluctuations within. This at least proved that both of them were still alive.

The Tianhai Alliance Grand Tournament has been held for so many sessions, and very few people dare to cause trouble during the tournament. After all, it would be tantamount to opposing the entire Tianhai Alliance!

However, seeing that his own master had no intention of making a move, not to mention those old guys sitting in the VIP room, with their faces all looking like they were enjoying the show, it would be a waste of their time to expect them to take action.

Even worse, some people even led the instigation.

"Yes, that's a great sword swing! That's how you should cut!"

"After watching so many days of newbies bickering, I was almost getting sleepy. This is finally getting interesting."

"Whose family is this kid from? He's got some interesting qualities!"

"I heard he's Old Red Dragon's apprentice! The one who's dating that... you know!"

"Aww, that's him! No wonder he's so brave!"

"Oh yeah, yeah, I know about that too, let me tell you..."

Inside the Shrek Academy viewing room, several senior members were engaged in a lively discussion, their voices completely undisguised.

Shen Yi looked at his master, whose anger was gradually rising, and then at his senior brother, who was fighting in the sky. He couldn't help but put his hand to his forehead.

Sigh, let it all end! I'm exhausted!

Just then, a series of whooshing sounds came from the sky, and huge figures appeared above the Tianhai Stadium.

One after another, enormous mechs, each over ten meters tall, descended from the sky. There were more than forty of them.

The lead mech was entirely purple, exuding a powerful aura. Behind it were three more purple mechs, followed by ten yellow mechs, and finally twenty-six white mechs.

These mechs all appeared to be roughly the same size, but the energy fluctuations they emitted were completely different. All the mechs in the back combined did not emit as strong an energy aura as the four purple mechs at the front.

Mechs are classified in the same way as Soul Rings and Soul Spirits.

The white soul-guided mech is a basic mech, generally used for teaching. It can perform basic actions and has basic energy installation. It is suitable for short-term combat, but cannot be integrated with soul power control or cooperate with soul spirits.

It is purely manually controlled. It is also used as a basic urban security mech to maintain public order. Ordinary people can operate it.

Yellow soul-guided mechs are standard military mechs at this level. They offer greater controllability, are equipped with standard energy sources, and can be powered by both physical energy and soul power. They can easily coordinate with soul spirits. They are purely manually controlled.

Purple Soul-Guided Mechs are advanced mechs, also known as exclusive mechs. Designed, custom-made, or personal mechs are tailored to the individual's martial soul characteristics, offering superior control and a closer connection to their martial soul. They are typically exclusive mechs that work in perfect harmony with their soul spirit. They are purely manually controlled.

As soon as the twenty mechs appeared, they surrounded Wu Changkong. Each of the white mechs held a three-meter-long soul-guided cannon, aimed at Wu Changkong, while the purple mechs flew at the forefront.

It's important to understand that a purple soul-guided mech is at least equivalent to the combat power of a six-ring soul master, and it also has a larger energy reserve. This is enough to suppress a six-ring soul emperor.

Not to mention there are four purple mechs right now. Normally, the Tianhai Grand Competition wouldn't be equipped with guards of this level, but since so many seniors are here, it wouldn't be shabby, so they were sent out to make an appearance.

Looking at the situation inside the arena, Li Ziming thought that it was about time.

Sure enough, Wu Changkong suddenly raised his head, looked at the Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand, and then slowly uttered two words.

"Heaven—, Ice—"

Wu Changkong's body suddenly lit up, and the Heavenly Frost Sword flashed and suddenly merged into his body and disappeared. All the mech pilots who had locked onto him felt a sudden light before their eyes, and the man who was originally locked onto by the Soul Guidance Cannon just vanished into thin air.

"He's over there!" someone shouted, and everyone instinctively looked up.

Wu Changkong had somehow arrived in mid-air. However, unlike his previous white robes, white dots appeared on his body. These white dots appeared on his forehead, shoulders, chest, elbows, wrists, palms, waist, hips, knees, and soles of his feet.

Starting from these white dots of light, strands of silver light instantly emerged, converging into magnificent silver patterns. Wu Changkong's aura suddenly erupted at an extremely terrifying speed.

The silver pattern on the forehead was the first to take shape, right in the center. A teardrop-shaped crystal, shimmering with pale blue light, appeared. Within the solidified silver light pattern, a white headband appeared first, directly in front of it.

Five raised bumps, resembling snowflakes, rose up, and the silver patterns on the headband had solidified, appearing exceptionally beautiful. Two pieces of white metal hung down on either side of the headband, fitting between Wu Changkong's cheeks and ears, extending downwards like the spread of his own chilling aura.

The streamlined design begins at the neck guard. The white armor, with its silver patterns, stretches downwards in exquisite detail. When all the silver patterns are fully visible, Wu Changkong's body is completely encased in the white armor.

A silver light swirled around him, and his eyes had completely transformed into a radiant blue. The six spirit rings that had surrounded his body merged with the armor, and instantly, his aura surged dramatically. In his hand, a greatsword a third longer than the Heavenly Frost appeared.

The hilt and guard were entirely white, with a snow-white protrusion at the very end of the hilt. The blade, however, was a crystal blue. Over four feet long, this blade appeared more solid than the original Heavenly Frost Sword.

In the sky, the silver halo around Wu Changkong's body gradually receded. Then, a black soul ring appeared from beneath his feet like thick ink. The soul ring expanded, floated upwards, and then slowly merged into the Heavenly Ice Battle Armor.

Seven-Ring Soul Saint!

Wu Changkong was already handsome, but when he was covered in this full-body white armor, he became the very embodiment of the word "magnificent".

"Battle armor!" Long Huantian and Zhang Zhenpeng exclaimed almost in unison.

"You have harmed my disciple. If anything happens to him, you will have to pay with your lives." Wu Changkong's icy voice rang out, his chilling gaze fixed on Zhang Zhenpeng.

His target wasn't Zhou Hanyou and Zhou Tian'er, those were just two children. If children aren't taught properly, it's the father's fault; if the teaching isn't strict, it's the teacher's laziness. He was looking for their teacher. That's why he acted so ruthlessly when he saw Zhang Zhenpeng and was questioned by him.

Zhang Zhenpeng's face was somewhat pale. A two-word Battle Armor Master? This person was actually a two-word Battle Armor Master! Not to mention him, even the entire Sea and Land City would never want to offend such a being.

Just as the two were wondering how to end the situation, a loud shout suddenly came from the Shrek Academy's viewing room.

"Pay with your life? The person isn't even dead yet! Pay with your life my ass! Get down here right now!"

Standing there in the sky, do you think you're so cool?!

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Wu Changkong, who was gathering his strength, trembled. He obediently put away his spirit rings and battle armor, and carried Tang Wulin away to find someone to treat his injuries.

"And you lot! Do you think I'm deaf?! You're so good at talking, come out and practice your skills later!"

The discussion among the group came to an abrupt end as a result.

And so, the farce ended in a dismal fashion.