Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

After a moment of panic, Huo Yuhao gradually calmed down. Recalling his past experiences, he couldn't help but chuckle foolishly. Now, he was beginning to understand what had been going on with Wang Dong's emotions that he had previously found incomprehensible.

Wang Dong, you always say I'm stupid. And you have an older sister? I think that "older sister" you're talking about, who looks just like the Goddess of Light, is actually you.

But as he reminisced, he gradually began to reflect.

What kind of message is Master trying to convey to me?

Is it just that Wang Dong is a girl?

No. There must be deeper information behind this.

But Huo Yuhao couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it.

Fortunately, I'll be back at the academy tomorrow, so I can just ask my master then.

No, Master went into seclusion. I don't know if he's come back yet.

Then I'll go visit my senior brother and sister Xiaoya. I wonder how the Tang Sect is doing now...

And there's Xiao Xiao, Sister Xiao Tao, Senior Brother San Shi...

Huo Yuhao drifted off to sleep, thinking of his companions whom he missed day and night. He imagined that when he opened his eyes again, he might see the people he longed to see.

……

Six hours later.

When the morning sun shone on the land again, the development of the entire event was completely beyond Huo Yuhao's expectations.

With the Crown Prince's permission, Jing Hongchen used his fixed-installation soul tool trigger blueprints to exchange for a massive amount of rare metals and rare metals unique to the Sun Moon Empire.

Jing Hongchen would naturally not let Huo Yuhao's extortionate behavior go unpunished.

They dispatched Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng and the Black Dragon, one of the Black and White Twin Holy Dragons who were on par with Elder Mu, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao!

At this moment, Long Xiaoyao floated in mid-air, his eyes filled with longing for Mu En, yet he spoke the coldest, most ruthless words to Mu En's last disciple: "I'm doing this for someone else, doing this for someone else. That girl isn't leaving today. Yan Shaozhe, after you withstand three of my moves, give me the ring from that kid's hand, and you can leave. This is only because of Mu En."

The girl was referring to Xian Lin'er, the dean of the Soul Guidance Department at Shrek Academy, who had come to pick up Huo Yuhao and his fellow Soul Guidance Department students for an exchange program.

Huo Yuhao glared at Long Xiaoyao with uncontrollable rage, and when Long Xiaoyao actually attacked Yan Shaozhe, he could no longer contain himself and roared:

"Long Xiaoyao, what kind of hero are you! All you do is bully us juniors! How dare you put your name on par with our teacher! Bah! Old Master Mu is such a good, upright, and kind person, to have a brother like you!"

"You are unworthy of the title of the Black and White Twin Holy Dragons!"

"Huff...huff..."

After Huo Yuhao finished shouting, he couldn't stop panting. Just now, seeing Long Xiaoyao's hypocritical act had made his blood boil, but now that he had shouted it out, he felt much better.

Long Xiaoyao looked at Huo Yuhao's face, seemingly lost in thought, just as he opened his mouth to say something.

"Well said!"

A loud voice came from afar.

Everyone looked over and saw a group of people rushing towards them.

It's Shrek's reinforcements!

At the very front were Elder Xuan and Zhang Mo!

Over the past six months, Zhang Mo has not been idle. After talking with Elder Xuan that day, he entered the room in the underground of the Sea God Pavilion that was most suitable for his cultivation and engaged in deep meditation.

This training lasted exactly six months. Now that he has emerged from seclusion, his soul power level has reached level sixty-four, and through deep meditation, he has mastered all his skills!

Elder Xuan then came to Huo Yuhao and shielded him behind him.

With a flap of his golden and dark wings, Zhang Mo charged into the battlefield between Xian Lin'er and Zhang Peng!

"Dean Xian, I'm here to help you!"

Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up as he watched Zhang Mo's figure from afar.

That's... Master? And what are those wings on his back?

With Elder Xuan protecting him and a group of Sea God Pavilion elders rushing over, Huo Yuhao instantly felt confident and hurriedly headed towards Zhang Mo.

"I'll go help Master!"

"Stop right there! Don't go anywhere! Just watch. Your master is no ordinary person these days," Elder Xuan shouted sternly.

Watching Zhang Mo's retreating figure, Elder Xuan couldn't help but think to himself: Zhang Mo, kid, let everyone see how much you've improved...

At this moment, Zhang Peng transformed into his Martial Soul True Form, the Scorpion Tiger. Amidst a series of roars, streaks of black beast shadows shot out from the dark clouds beneath his feet. These were the souls of the soul beasts that Zhang Peng had devoured in the past.

This move was incredibly insidious. While using ranged attacks to wear down the enemy, Zhang Peng could infiltrate any of the beast souls at any time to launch a surprise attack.

Zhang Mo plunged into the battlefield, and with a wave of his left arm, the golden wings on his left side began to emit a dazzling light.

At this moment, Xianlin'er also noticed Zhang Mo, who had suddenly entered the battlefield.

"Zhang Mo? What are you doing? Get out of here!"

Zhang Mo ignored Xian Lin'er's advice. After a brief infusion of soul power, the golden single wing had already fully charged up.

External Soul Bone Light and Dark Wings Light Feather Thousand Strikes!

"go!"

With Zhang Mo's command, the golden single wing flapped, and several golden feathers shot out, heading towards Zhang Peng's beast souls.

The moment Zhang Mo's golden feathers touched Zhang Peng's beast soul, Zhang Peng's beast soul emitted a sizzling sound as if it were being roasted.

"Oh no, it's a light-attribute attack!" Seeing his painstakingly accumulated beast souls slowly dissipating, Zhang Peng cursed and began to retract his dark beast souls.

But Zhang Mo would never give him such a good opportunity.

Zhang Mo raised his right hand, and the Rakshasa Mirror appeared! Six spirit rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black, appeared behind Zhang Mo.

As the purple spirit ring flashed, a dark mirror appeared out of thin air, and Zhang Mo's body disappeared into the air after touching the mirror.

"Where, where did he go?" Zhang Peng had already withdrawn from his Martial Soul True Body state. Faced with Zhang Mo's sudden appearance on the battlefield, he felt flustered and confused. He turned his head and looked around for Zhang Mo's figure.

Spatial ability?! Long Xiaoyao stared in astonishment at the ability Zhang Mo displayed.

The next instant, a mirror appeared behind Zhang Peng.

As a titled Douluo, Zhang Pen keenly sensed the soul power fluctuations coming from behind him and turned around abruptly.

But it was too late.

Zhang Mo, wielding the Sword of Judgment, delivered a powerful downward slash to Zhang Peng's back, causing a spray of blood to erupt.

"Ahhhhh—"

Zhang Peng screamed in agony, constantly maneuvering his soul power to shift and change positions in mid-air, but Zhang Mo continued to relentlessly pursue him.

With the help of his third soul skill, he continuously traveled through the mirror world, chasing after Zhang Peng.

How ironic.

Just minutes ago, Zhang Peng was arrogant and domineering, but now he was being chased by Zhang Mo, a mere Soul Emperor.

Zhang Mo's expression was very solemn. He knew this was a rare opportunity to kill Zhang Peng, and he would not give Zhang Peng a chance to let the tiger return to the mountain.

A black spirit ring shone brightly behind Zhang Mo.

Sixth Soul Skill!