Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

Thinking of this, everyone's expression became solemn.

"Dean, what kind of martial spirit is he using?"

Tang San, who was sitting to the side, suddenly asked.

A strange expression appeared on Flander's face.

Nobody knows.

"What do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says."

Flanders stood up and walked to the window.

"He has never released his martial spirit on the Soul Battle Stage. No one has ever seen what form his martial spirit takes, no one knows his spirit ring configuration, and no one has even seen his face."

"He always wore a black robe with a hood covering his face. He would fight and leave without lingering."

There was a moment of silence in the private room.

"Playing tricks and deception."

Dai Mubai snorted coldly, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his sinister eyes.

"To be honest, he only managed to beat up a few newbies. When he encounters a real expert, his methods won't work."

"That's it!"

Ma Hongjun echoed.

"He won't even release his martial spirit, isn't that disrespectful? When I meet him one day, I'll make him reveal his true form!"

Tang San didn't speak. He simply walked silently to the window, his gaze falling on the empty Soul Fighting Platform below.

'Longyuan.'

Ning Rongrong's eyes glazed over for a moment.

For some reason, the name gave him a feeling that he couldn't quite explain.

I care about it for no reason.

"Brother Yuan? That shouldn't be it. Even if Brother Yuan can cultivate, he can't possibly be compared to Long Yuan."

Ning Rongrong murmured softly.

"Rongrong, why are you daydreaming? Do you know that Long Yuan?"

Zhu Zhuqing wore a form-fitting black leather outfit, the tight fabric perfectly outlining her graceful and sexy curves. Her high breasts, slender waist, pert hips, and long, straight legs all exuded a mature and aloof charm.

She walked to Ning Rongrong's side, tilted her head slightly, and looked puzzled.

"I don't know him. I just suddenly remembered someone I used to know."

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath to suppress the pounding in her heart.

"Alright, alright, stop overthinking."

Flanders clapped his hands.

"Let's watch a few shows tonight, and you can officially register starting tomorrow."

"Dean."

Dai Mubai suddenly spoke, a defiant smile curving his lips.

"No need to wait until tomorrow."

"I'll sign up right now."

"I'll go check if Longyuan has any shows tonight."

"I need to go and meet him first."

A burning fighting spirit blazed in Dai Mubai's sinister eyes.

"You have no chance. Long Yuan's cultivation level is only level 27, so he can only be matched with opponents below the Soul Venerable level."

Flanders shook his head.

"Then let me go. I'll test his abilities first. His cultivation level is one level lower than mine, so he shouldn't be my match."

Ma Hongjun said with a smile.

His martial soul is the Evil Fire Phoenix, a top-tier beast martial soul.

He fears no enemy of the same level. Of course, Tang San, that freak, is an exception.

As soon as Ma Hongjun finished speaking, everyone turned to look at him.

Even Xiao Wu, despite her dislike for Ma Hongjun, had to admit that Ma Hongjun was very strong.

The evil fire of the Evil Phoenix Martial Soul is extremely powerful; few can rival it at the same cultivation level.

Moreover, that Long Yuan's cultivation level is one level higher than Ma Hongjun's.

"Rongrong, Zhuqing, you'll have to open your eyes wide and watch this."

There's a reason why Ma Hongjun is so eager to impress two such beautiful single girls who have come to the academy.

His gaze first fell on Ning Rongrong's smooth, jade-like calves under her white dress, then couldn't help but drift to Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist and full hips outlined by her leather jacket.

He swallowed unconsciously, his eyes revealing a hint of eagerness.

It seems that Zhu Zhuqing has caught the eye of Boss Dai, so I have no chance. But Ning Rongrong... the legitimate daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, if I could pursue her, that would be quite nice.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong frowned almost simultaneously, their faces showing displeasure.

Ning Rongrong coldly turned her head away and gave a soft snort, clearly disgusted by the scrutiny.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned deeply. Although she had been at Shrek Academy for several days, she still disliked the way these people behaved.

……

at the same time.

Soto City Grand Arena, contestant rest area.

Gu Linyuan sat on a bench in the corner, his face still hidden by the hood of his black robe.

The door to the rest area was pushed open, and a staff member poked his head in.

"Mr. Longyuan, your opponent for tonight has been determined."

Gu Linyuan stood up, the hem of his black robe hanging down, making him look like a shadow under the lamplight.

"Who?"

The staff member glanced down at the list in his hand, a hint of excitement in his voice.

"A genius of Shrek Academy."

"Level 28 Great Soul Master, Martial Soul: Evil Fire Phoenix".

Gu Linyuan paused for a moment.

Ma Hongjun?

Level 28?

He slightly raised his head, revealing half of his face under the hood, and a slow smile curved his lips.

Shrek Academy.

That legendary academy that only accepts monsters.

The Evil Fire Phoenix is ​​a top-tier beast martial soul, renowned for the domineering and corrosive nature of its evil fire.

Among martial souls of the same level, there are very few that can surpass the Evil Fire Phoenix.

Ma Hongjun, from the class of 28, certainly deserves to be called a first-rate genius.

But that's all it's called.

Gu Linyuan pulled his hood down again and walked towards the door.

"This is starting to get interesting."

His voice was very soft, so soft that only he himself could hear it.

"Let me see how many of my moves this Shrek genius can withstand."

……

……

On the Battle Arena.

The lights were on, and the place was bustling with people.

The central arena of the Soto City Arena is exceptionally lively tonight.

Because there are two highly anticipated matches tonight.

Shrek Academy's genius Ma Hongjun faces off against the mysterious newcomer Long Yuan, who has recently gained the most attention.

The audience seats were packed, and even some nobles who rarely appeared in public showed up in the boxes.

"I heard that Long Yuan is back again!"

"Ma Hongjun is not weak either. He has the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, which is a top-tier beast Martial Soul!"

"Long Yuan is only level 27, which is a bit lower than Ma Hongjun. This match is going to be interesting."

"Do you think Long Yuan can kill him instantly?"

"Impossible, right? Ma Hongjun isn't one of those rookies."

Discussions rose and fell, and a restless atmosphere permeated the entire arena.

Inside the VIP box.

The Shrek Academy students were already seated.

Flanders sat in the middle, holding a cup of tea.

His gaze fell on the empty fighting arena, his expression thoughtful.