Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

After Shen Muqing and Zhao Tiesheng finished speaking, they stood on the stage, panting heavily.

Shen Muqing held the blood-stained clothes, her hands still trembling slightly; Zhao Tiesheng looked down at the tattered school uniform on the ground, saying nothing.

They've been holding back for too long, waiting for too long.

Today, I finally said everything that was on my mind.

Xu Yanli stepped forward, stood between the two, and gently patted Shen Muqing's shoulder, then patted Zhao Tiesheng's shoulder.

"Are you done talking?" he asked.

Shen Muqing nodded and wiped the tears from her face.

Zhao Tiesheng nodded, looked up, his eyes were red, but his gaze was much clearer than before.

"That's good." Xu Yanli smiled, turned around, and faced the 100,000 spectators in the stands.

"Everyone, what you just heard is not a fabricated story, nor is it a deliberate attempt to smear us." His voice was calm, yet it carried a powerful force. "This is the blood-stained clothes left to the family of a disciple who died for Shrek Academy. This is the scar that a child who was expelled from Shrek Academy earned by two years of hard labor in the mines."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over every face in the stands.

"Shrek Academy is known as the number one academy in the world, and I don't deny how many talents it has cultivated over the past ten thousand years. But the experiences of these two people standing in front of you today are not isolated cases, nor are they accidental."

His voice turned cold.

"This is Shrek Academy's usual way of treating commoner soul masters. What's even more ridiculous is that they said it was to eradicate evil soul masters."

"Why didn't the elders go to exterminate the evil soul masters? Why didn't the children become titled Douluo first? How many geniuses should have become titled Douluo? But they perished halfway because of Shrek Academy."

The square fell silent once again.

No one refuted it, because no one could refute it.

Those Star Luo citizens who had previously defended Shrek Academy all fell silent at this moment.

Some parents who sent their children to Shrek Academy only to have them expelled secretly wiped away tears.

Some of the ordinary students who had suffered enough scorn and dared not speak out at Shrek Academy clenched their fists.

Xu Yanli stood there, the phantom of the twelve-winged angel behind him still lingering, his whole being enveloped in holy light.

Chapter 134 Tomorrow, I'm going to see someone.

He looked in the direction of Shrek Academy, at Wang Yan's pale face, at Xuan Zi's ashen face, and at the inner court disciples' expressions, some angry, some numb.

He didn't say another word.

Some things only need to be said once.

He turned around and walked towards the players' tunnel.

Behind them, Shen Muqing held the blood-stained clothes, Zhao Tiesheng stared at the tattered school uniform on the ground, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen stood side by side, Ji Juechen sheathed his sword, and Huo Yuhao lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

Shrek Academy is finished.

In the main seat, Xu Jiawei's face was ashen, as if he had been slapped in public.

He stared intently at the boy on the competition stage, at the face that bore a resemblance to his own, his fingers gripping the armrest of the throne so tightly it creaked.

“Royal brother.” Princess Jiujiu spoke softly from the side, her gaze also falling on Xu Yanli, a complicated look flashing in her eyes, “He really looks like my royal sister.”

Xu Jiawei didn't speak, but clenched his teeth even tighter.

He knew better than anyone that the boy hadn't taken off his mask in public to show off, but to slap him in the face.

In front of 100,000 people from Xingluo, he told everyone that he was Xu Wangshu's son.

The son of his own sister, whom he betrayed, causing her to be exiled to a foreign land and ultimately die there.

At the same time, it is destroying Shrek Academy. In peacetime, Shrek Academy's existence is indeed an eyesore.

But the problem is that we are currently at war!

This is precisely the time when all nations need Shrek Academy.

Xu Yanli stood on the competition stage, sensing the various emotions from all sides towards their Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

He didn't care.

He turned around and looked at his teammates behind him.

Huo Yuhao, his eyes red-rimmed, was still staring at Dai Hao in the stands, his fists clenched tightly.

Xiao Hongchen grinned, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face.

Meng Hongchen smiled, her heterochromatic eyes filled with laughter.

Ji Juechen rarely smiled, but his hand remained firmly on the hilt of his sword, not relaxing for a moment.

Shen Muqing covered her face, tears seeping through her fingers, her shoulders trembling violently.

Zhao Tiesheng had his head down, so his expression was not visible.

Xu Yanli looked at them, a gentle smile playing on her lips: "Let's go, it's time to go back."

He strode toward the players' tunnel, but after a couple of steps he suddenly stopped and glanced back at Xu Jiawei, whose face was ashen, standing on the main stage.

He didn't say anything, just smiled gently.

The smile was faint, yet it made Xu Jiawei's heart skip a beat, as if he had been stabbed hard by something sharp.

The dim lighting in the athletes' tunnel largely blocked out the cheers and chatter outside.

Xu Yanli walked at the front, tucking the jade fan back into his waistband, his footsteps echoing in the empty passage.

"Teacher," Huo Yuhao caught up from behind, his voice a little tight, "What you just said..."

"Hmm?" Xu Yanli didn't turn around, his tone casual.

“You just took off your mask.” Huo Yuhao carefully chose his words. “Your identity is now fully exposed.”

"I never intended to hide it forever." Xu Yanli smiled. "It's no fun hiding it. Only by standing openly in the sunlight can one be worthy of the Angelic Martial Soul, right?"

Huo Yuhao paused for a moment, then nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

As they stepped out of the players' passage, the people from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy were already waiting in the rest area.

Old Ma came forward, his wrinkled face beaming with joy, and said repeatedly, "Your Highness, we won! We won!"

Xu Yanli nodded, glanced at everyone, and suddenly said, "Tomorrow, I'm going to see someone."

Old Ma was taken aback: "See whom?"

"Emperor of Xingluo, Xu Jiawei." Xu Yanli's tone was calm, as if he were explaining what he would have for breakfast tomorrow.

The rest area fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at each other with worry on their faces.

Xiao Hongchen was the first to speak up: "Your Highness, why are you going to see that old man? He'd love for you to die in Xingluo City!"

“It’s precisely because he wants me dead that I’m going to see him.” Xu Yanli sat in his chair, crossed his legs, and said slowly, “I want to see if he can still pretend to be that kind uncle in front of me.”

Le Zhengling stood behind him, her hand on the hilt of her sword, her brows furrowed, but she didn't say anything.

Long Xiaoyao remained leaning against the corner, wearing a mask and with his eyes closed, as if he were asleep. But everyone knew that this Limit Douluo had never let his guard down.

"Your Highness," Elder Ma hesitated for a moment, but still advised, "Star Luo City is, after all, their territory. If you go to the palace alone, what if..."

“Who said I was going alone?” Xu Yanli glanced at him and smiled. “Elder Long will accompany me. Besides, General Xiao Dingtian’s three hundred Imperial Guards are waiting outside the city. If Xu Jiawei has the guts to make a move, I don’t mind letting him see how the Sun Moon Empire’s army can break into Star Luo City.”

These words were spoken casually, yet everyone could sense the murderous intent within them.

A general who knew the defense map of Xingluo City was equipped with the most advanced soul tool.

Moreover, there's no need to attack civilians; attacking the palace is enough.

Old Ma opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't try to persuade him any further.

He knew that although the prince seemed gentle and easy to talk to, once he made a decision, no one could stop him.

The next morning, Xu Yanli changed into a black brocade robe, tied up his golden hair, and wore a jade fan at his waist, looking elegant and composed.

Long Xiaoyao was still wearing a mask, following behind him, his aura completely concealed, making him look like an ordinary middle-aged attendant.

Yue Zhengling wanted to follow, but Xu Yanli stopped her.

"You stay at the base and keep an eye on Huo Yuhao and the others." Xu Yanli patted his shoulder. "If anything happens, you take them and evacuate first."

Yue Zhengling opened her mouth, and finally nodded.

Xingluo Palace is located in the north of the city, covering a vast area, with red walls and golden tiles, and is magnificent in appearance.

Xu Yanli stood outside the palace gate, looking up at the magnificent palace, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Back then, it was in this very palace that his mother was betrayed by her own younger brother, and her martial spirit was shattered by divine punishment that descended from the sky, plunging her into the abyss.

He came today.

“Your Highness, Prince Xiaoyao.” A palace attendant strode out from the palace gate, bowing respectfully. “His Majesty is waiting in the Imperial Study. Please follow me.”

Xu Yanli nodded and stepped into the palace gate.

Long Xiaoyao followed behind, his steps neither hurried nor slow, yet each step was extremely steady, his aura spreading out faintly, enveloping the entire palace path.

The eunuch walked ahead, his forehead glistening with fine beads of sweat.

Although he was an old eunuch by the emperor's side and had seen many grand occasions, the presence of a Limit Douluo behind him was truly unsettling.

In the imperial study, Xu Jiawei sat behind the imperial desk, holding a memorial in his hand, but did not open it.

His gaze fell on the doorway, waiting for the boy to come in.

The moment the door was pushed open, his fingers unconsciously clenched.

Xu Yanli walked in, stood in the center of the imperial study, and looked up at Xu Jiawei sitting above him.

Chapter 135 Tonight I'll go move your mother's grave.

Neither of them spoke.

One looked down at the other, while the other looked up at them.

The atmosphere in the Imperial Study was as cold as the dead of winter.

"Sit down," Xu Jiawei said first, pointing to the chair next to him.