Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 129 Mu En, who came to deliver a gift!

If he goes back to his old ways, then he can't blame Han Yu for not warning him.

Long Aotian's eyes flickered with complex emotions. As if after deep thought, he slowly nodded, his tone barely concealing his excitement:

"Indeed, the young sect leader's words are thought-provoking, and I should also consider doing the same."

He straightened his back and said confidently:

"Considering my offensive power, coupled with the near-invincible defensive capabilities of my invincible shield, I really want to know, at that point, who will be my match?"

Listening to Long Aotian's confident idea of ​​creating ten or eight invincible shields.

Lang Ya frowned, somewhat displeased, and retorted:

"Ten or eight? Do you think they're cabbages? Even the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy wouldn't waste them like that."

Long Aotian was taken aback by this sudden question, and he asked in surprise:

"Are they really that expensive? But the Sun and Moon team seemed pretty casual about using them."

He pointed into the distance and mentioned that during the final battle, each member of the Sun and Moon team was equipped with at least two invincible shields.

Lang Ya snorted coldly:

"Can they compare to us? They are the manufacturers, we are merely the users. There's only one way for us to reach their level of luxury..."

As he spoke, Lang Ya made a fist in the air with his outstretched hand, signaling to everyone. Almost immediately, everyone understood what he meant. After all, they had been in the Body Sect for so long and had become accustomed to the sect's special practices.

Seeing that everyone understood, Lang Ya stopped talking about it. He said in a somewhat helpless yet slightly commanding tone:

"Alright, alright, let's stop arguing. Hurry up, it's getting late, we need to get back to the sect."

At this moment, Poison Undying appeared, stepping through the void, his body enveloped in a deep, dark green light. He looked at the crowd and raised his voice to signal:

"Hurry up, let's go!"

"Senior sister, let me carry you. That way we'll consume less soul power."

The sound of the cold rain was gentle yet firm, as if injecting a warm force into the tense atmosphere.

Vina felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this, but she still couldn't help feeling a little nervous. After all, such intimate contact, under the gaze of so many people, was an unprecedented experience for her.

Han Yu seemed to sense Vina's hesitation, smiled slightly, reached out, and gently, yet with an encouraging and reassuring strength, pulled Vina aside.

Vina's face flushed slightly, a mixture of shyness and a sudden surge of excitement in her heart. This was the first time Han Yu had held her hand in front of so many people, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.

She looked up, her eyes filled with a mixture of determination and trust, and responded softly.

"it is good"

She gave a soft reply, and the next moment...

A pair of flying soul tools, somewhat resembling mechanical wings, extended from behind Han Yu and Vina. They clung tightly to each other, their heartbeats seemingly synchronized at that moment.

Han Yu lowered his head and smiled slightly at Vina, a smile that stirred Vina's heart like a gentle breeze.

However, his gaze shifted and he saw the flying soul tool behind him, causing him to frown slightly.

"I must get a better flying soul tool if I have the chance."

He complained, his voice tinged with helplessness.

Hearing Han Yu's complaint, Vina gently looked up at him and softly said:

"When I return to the Empire, I will see if there are any better flying soul tools for you."

Upon hearing this, Han Yu felt a warmth in her heart, and her gaze softened even more.

He knew that if they were placed in the Sun Moon Empire, they would be considered obsolete.

Not only is it slow, but it also consumes a lot of soul power.

"No need, I'll figure something out when the time comes."

"Hold on tight!"

Han Yu spoke softly, then instantly channeled her soul power into the flying soul tool on her back.

The pair of wings also began to light up, and the two of them instantly took to the air, as if they had transformed into a shooting star, closely following in the footsteps of Poison Undying.

The group flew hurriedly through the air, each person beaming with smiles.

"Undying!"

Just then, a gentle voice quietly rang out, but it only reached the ears of the one person who couldn't be poisoned.

To everyone's surprise, an old man appeared in mid-air not far ahead.

The old man was hunched over, as if he could never straighten his back. His face was covered in wrinkles so deep that they could trap a mosquito.

The visitor was none other than Moon, who had come from Shrek Academy.

Seeing that Poison Undying hadn't returned, he quickly appeared and intercepted him.

"You are...?" Poison Undying stared in surprise at the old man radiating a soft glow in mid-air.

The old man in front of him gave him a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen him before.

Moon said calmly:

"Immortal, it's been so many years. Your cultivation seems to have improved quite a bit."

"I still remember very clearly what your elder brother gave me back then."

"You and your older brother have the exact same temper. Impulsiveness is the devil. If your older brother hadn't acted impulsively back then, perhaps he would still be alive today."

Hearing this, Du Busi finally confirmed his suspicions.

His expression changed:

"Dragon God Douluo Mu En, you...you're still alive? How is that possible? Weren't you severely injured by my elder brother?"

"Hehe, your elder brother did indeed severely injure me back then, but after recovering from my injuries, I managed to break through to the Limit Douluo realm."

At this point, Mu En's aura suddenly changed, and a strong aura belonging to the Limit Douluo rushed over, heading straight for Du Busi.

"Limit Douluo".

Poison Undying was shocked; he hadn't expected that Dragon God Douluo was still alive in the mortal realm.

Moreover, he secretly broke through to the Limit Douluo level, even though he was only at the level of a 98th-level Super Douluo.

"Hmph, so what if you're a Limit Douluo?"

"When it comes to fighting tooth and nail, I might not be your match."

"What brings you to stop us today?"

"Are you a sore loser? Now you're coming to cause us trouble."

Poison Undying snorted coldly, though he was somewhat surprised by Mu En's sudden arrival.

Moreover, his cultivation level has broken through to the Limit Douluo realm.

But being poisoned doesn't mean you're easily scared.

If you really piss him off, he'll fight you to the death.

Moreover, even in his second awakened form, he was not afraid of Mu En, the Limit Douluo.

"Don't be impulsive, Shrek Academy. In fact, we have quite a history with your original body. I'm not here to fight you."

"I simply want to reclaim the piece of Xuanzi's soul bone that you took from him before. I wonder if you'd be willing to give it up?"

Du Bu Si understood, and while he breathed a slight sigh of relief, he secretly sneered.

So it turns out he wanted to get back the piece of soul bone he had. Now we can talk about this.

"Since you, Dragon God Douluo, have come in person, I can grant you this favor. What do you have to offer in exchange?"

Poison Undying glanced at Mu En with some apprehension, though he wasn't afraid of him.

However, if the two of them really start fighting, it will inevitably result in a lose-lose situation.

He has these little brats behind him; it's best to avoid taking action if possible.

Moon smiled faintly:

"I'm willing to exchange a 10-year-old soul bone for it. What do you say?"

"You should know that Xuanzi's soul bone was only at the ten-thousand-year level."

Just then, Han Yu flew to Du Busi's side and whispered a few words.

A look of surprise flashed in Du Bu Si's eyes, then he turned to look at Mu En in mid-air.

"That's not enough, Dragon God Douluo."

"Although Xuanzi's soul bone is not at the 10-year level, it is closely related to his strength."

"This is probably not comparable to a 10-year-old soul bone."

Mu En sighed. Although he didn't know what Han Yu and Du Busi had said, it seemed that a 10-year-old soul bone couldn't be exchanged for the Xuanzi soul bone in Du Busi's possession.

"Then what else do you want?"

Poison Undying sneered and extended a finger:

"Besides that 10-year-old soul bone, I also need you to demonstrate a domineering move in front of me, your disciple."

Upon hearing this, Mu En glanced at Han Yu with some surprise, then fell silent, seemingly deep in thought.

Even if the poison doesn't kill him, there's no rush; after all, it's not him who's in a hurry.

After a long while, Moon's voice rang out:

"Sure, but I'll only demonstrate once. Whether your disciple can learn it depends on him."

"Speaking of which, Han Yu is still considered a student of Shrek Academy, so teaching her wouldn't be considered passing on knowledge to outsiders."

"It seems that I, the old man, have a successor."

A calculating look appeared on Mu En's old face. Whether Han Yu admitted it or not, if he used this move in the future, it would mean that he learned it from Mu En.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Dragon God Douluo."

Han Yu clasped his hands together, looking at the aged figure before him with a sense of awe.

This old man was the only person he had any slight liking for.

To be fair, while Moon has some minor flaws, he is indeed much better than most people in Shrek Academy.

It was a breath of fresh air, and Han Yu certainly saw the scheming look on Mu En's face.

He didn't care at all; he wouldn't care about the origin of anything he could learn.

He simply wanted to use the study of ruling the world to deduce some of his own conjectures.

If one can integrate into the illusion, then anyone who has been subjected to his illusions will be able to do so.

They were no longer qualified to be his enemies; they were inherently inferior.

"My path to rule the world is a unique path that combines soul power and spirit, essentially creating one's own soul skills."

"Generally speaking, one needs to reach at least the seventh-ring Soul Saint level to have a chance to cultivate."

"Because only at that time can their spiritual power be coordinated with their soul power."

"But you are different; you are a spirit-type soul master."

"I can guide you onto this path in advance, but how you walk it and how far you go is up to you."

Old Mu smiled faintly, a glimmer of light shining in his aged eyes.

Old Master Mu's voice was deep yet full of encouragement as he slowly began to speak:

"Kid, concentrate, watch closely..."

As he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand. With the flow of his inner energy, his palm, which was originally the color of his skin, gradually changed and turned into gold in an incredible way. It was as if his fist had been tempered by gold, radiating an astonishing luster.

This golden color is not something that can be produced by ordinary materials. It contains the condensation of Elder Mu's decades of cultivation, and is profound and full of an aura that makes all things in the world submit.

Seeing this, Han Yu's crimson light shone even brighter. His eyes were wide open, as if afraid of missing a single detail that Mu En was showing him.

He thought to himself, "Let me see what's so special about this legendary 'ruling the world'!"

At the same time, Moon slowly swung his specially trained golden fist. The force of the punch was slow, yet as fast as lightning, striking the void silently.

In that instant, the entire space seemed to tremble, and a heavy power with a unique artistic conception burst forth.

Even the battle-hardened Poison Undying was filled with disbelief and horror in his eyes. He could clearly feel that under Mu En's seemingly light punch, the air in the surrounding tens of square meters seemed to be compressed and suddenly collapsed. In that instant, all the scenery was distorted and deformed, no longer real.

He thought to himself, "As expected of someone who can fight alongside my elder brother, he does have some skill."

Seeing the astonished expression on Du Bu Si's face, Mu En didn't seem surprised at all. His face remained calm, as if he considered it perfectly natural to demonstrate such a skill.

However, fearing that Han Yu might not be able to see every detail clearly, he deliberately slowed down his movements, making every punch as expressive as possible to ensure that Han Yu could see more clearly and accurately.

Moon knew that such an opportunity was crucial for the growth of a young genius, so he repeatedly demonstrated it, giving Han Yu enough time to experience the extension and contraction of every force and the flow of every breath.

After completing the final demonstration, Old Mu gently wiped a bead of cold sweat from his forehead. His already hunched body seemed to have become even more hunched from this extreme performance, but the satisfaction and smile on his face showed that he had extremely high expectations for Han Yu.

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of expectation and concern:

"Well, did you see it clearly now?"

By this time, Han Yu had recovered from his shock. The scarlet light in his eyes gradually subsided, becoming deep and thoughtful.

He nodded slowly, his voice steady and filled with barely concealed excitement and gratitude, and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you for your generosity, Dragon God Douluo. I will remember it."

Seeing this, Moon suddenly sighed:

"I know you have a deep misunderstanding of Shrek Academy. I'm passing on this move, 'The Emperor's Reign,' to you, and I don't ask for anything in return."

"I only hope that in the future, when Shrek Academy is in danger, if you have grown up by then, I hope you can lend a helping hand and save it."

Han Yu fell silent. To be honest, he didn't want to agree to Mu En's request.

(End of this chapter)