The Legend of the Dragon King

He retracted his Golden Dragon Claws along with his scales. He returned to being a tall, handsome boy brimming with youthful vigor.

Tang Wulin suddenly turned to face the crowd and placed an index finger to his lips. A faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

After he had finished making this small sign, he got down from the stage.

‘I don’t care if all of you insult me, reprimand me, or belittle me. The fact of the matter is all of you should keep your mouths shut!’

This was what he wanted to convey with his simple gesture.

In the next instant, the spectators’ stand fell into an uproar!

He was too arrogant! That was simply too much! This was the Star Luo Empire! Star Luo City! An outsider had the gall to provoke the entire audience present within the coliseum.

When Tang Wulin made his appearance, he had not shown any reaction when he was booed by the whole crowd. They had thought that this young man had finally learned his place. They never thought that he would use the situation to get back at them.

On the platform, the Star Luo Emperor, Dai Tianling, was clearly not in a good mood. His expression was slightly downcast.

Grand Tutor En Ci was not present on this day. Those that sat beside him were the who’s who from the realm of the Star Luo Empire’s soul masters.

One of the elders snorted. “What an arrogant young man.”

Was he arrogant? That was exactly how Tang Wulin had hoped to come across. If this was on the Douluo Continent, what would he have done? He was a stranger in a foreign land where everyone was on his opponents’ side. Everyone was against them, but he had never retorted with words. That was because he knew that words were weak and feeble. He could only give a decisive response with a show of true strength.

As a member of the diplomatic corps, his actions were clearly not cohesive with their mission. Nevertheless, all of those within the reserved room, including Elder Cai and the leader of the corps, never uttered a single word of protest over what Tang Wulin had done. That was because his seemingly inappropriate maneuver had won glory for the Douluo Continent!

He strolled leisurely back to the waiting area. Tang Wulin turned a deaf ear to the endless stream of abuse, wearing a slight smile the whole time. He was in the top thirty-two!

Before he sat back down on his own seat, he shifted his gaze towards Long Yue, with his brows slightly raised.

Long Yue was also looking at him. He was holding back a grin at the edge of his lips. He raised a thumb towards him, then he slowly turned his hand downwards until it pointed to the ground.

Tang Wulin broke into a grin and showed his row of white teeth. He returned to his seat.

“Boss, this young boy is too arrogant. However, why is that Sima Xian fellow so weak?” a young man who sat beside Long Yue could not help but enquire with a furious tone.

Long Yue smiled drily. “There’s a secret about this Tang Wulin. He must have a hidden technique that he only used against Sima Xian, most likely the power of his bloodline. However, there’s one thing that he didn’t do wrong. Never just brag about whatever it is that you’re doing. Show to the people with your strength that you are right.”

Dai Yun’er was currently looking in Tang Wulin’s direction with her head askance. In the next round, he would be her opponent. Could she really defeat him? They were both at four rings, but he was surprisingly powerful.

The more she knew about Tang Wulin, the more she would be unconsciously attracted to him, which meant that she would be paying him attention subconsciously.

Just how many more secrets did this fellow from Shrek Academy have?

Curiosity was something that people at her age would have. Moreover, this princess was more inquisitive than anyone else.

Dai Yueyan touched his sister. “Stop staring. You’re facing him next. This will be no easy task. You’d best be prepared. Don’t let your guard down. Unleash all your strength as soon as the match starts. You must fight with your most powerful attacks to win the match in one fell swoop.”

“Yeah, I know that. Don’t worry, I’ll defeat him!” Dai Yun’er raised her little fist.

Dai Yueyan smiled faintly. His little sister had more talents than himself. Moreover, brute strength was practically of no use against her.

Due to the damage done to the competition grounds, the contest had no choice but to stop temporarily. However, Fang’er’s commentary continued.

“Everyone, please quiet down. After the medical examination, contestant Sima Xian wasn’t too badly injured. He’s only temporarily unconscious.”

“Frankly speaking, this match has left me at a bit of a loss. Contestant Sima Xian had a fantastic and impactful start from the moment he got on the stage. A victory would have been difficult to achieve in such a short span of time even for a much stronger fighter. What’s more, there’s still a large difference between contestant Tang Wulin’s soul power and contestant Sima Xian’s. I’ve sought detailed analyses from a few veterans of the soul masters’ realm. In their experience, during the match just now, Tang Wulin must have used some unseen abilities to suppress Sima Xian. I invite everyone to look at the wide-screen.”

The screen replayed the match. The playback slowed when it reached the point where Sima Xian was very close to Tang Wulin.

“Look closely, everyone. Throughout the process of contestant Sima Xian’s forward charge, his Gravitational Control kept spreading outwards and it had affected contestant Tang Wulin early on. However, when the dragon’s roar came from Tang Wulin’s body, the Gravitational Control halos were clearly scattered. In other words, the dragon’s roar released by Tang Wulin had greatly disrupted the attack. At the same time, his figure is no longer stable. His balance was so unsteady that he had dashed into Tang Wulin’s soul skill’s manifestation and was catapulted towards the sky.”

“I think, in this process, Sima Xian was not under anything’s control after he was flung upward. I believe he was, in fact, already controlled by some special abilities of contestant Tang Wulin before he was shot skyward. That led to the events that occurred afterward. I’m curious as to what was this ability which Tang Wulin used just now. Could that sound have been some sort of sonic wave? I’m afraid that we can only continue observing the following matches and hopefully obtain answers to these questions. In any case, without a doubt, this captain who came from Shrek Academy possesses extraordinary power.”

Fang’er’s commentating was quite fair and balanced. She was not overly biased. She even avoided talking about Tang Wulin’s final provocative gesture. That being said, such an accurate analysis would definitely be useful to Tang Wulin’s future opponents.

As he sat in the waiting area, Tang Wulin closed his eyes and seemed to be completely immersed in a world of his own. The torrent of abuse outside seemed to have dwindled somewhat. After all, cursing someone was a tiring affair.

After some quick repair works, the second match started thirty minutes later.

Although the first match had ended in a short time, it had left the spectators quite shaken. So great was its impact that the crowd had not regained their composure during the second match.

Given that, the audience was clearly not as excited during the second fight. Even Fang’er’s commentary was much shorter than the first battle.

The second match ended after ten minutes, with the victor being a young man with a four-ringed cultivation base.

Those who were able to enter the ranks of the top sixty-four were the outstanding youths of the new generation. Among those, at least half of them had already attained a five-ringed Soul King cultivation base. As for the contestants with four-ringed cultivation bases, most had their own secret skills which had enabled them to progress this far into the competition.

The following matches had also proved this point. In one of the matches, a four-ringed soul master had followed in Tang Wulin’s footsteps as he overcame a powerful opponent despite having less strength. He defeated an expert at the rank of a five-ringed Soul King. Of course, this Soul King did not have battle armor.

There was another match that was extremely bizarre. The contestant had used a purple mecha. With his familiar mecha operating skills, he eventually defeated his opponent.

Generally speaking, with a cultivation base at the rank of four or five rings, it was possible for one to unleash the greatest powers of a mecha. Even if one had the resources to obtain a black mecha, if one’s cultivation base was insufficient, the strength which a black mecha could utilize would be limited. Then, it would not be as practical as a purple mecha.

“The seventh match, contestant Yuanen Yehui from Shrek Academy versus contestant Teng Teng from Monster Academy. I invite both contestants to step up to the stage. Without a doubt, this will be a match to behold. At the same time, it’s also another collision between Shrek Academy and Monster Academy. I hope that both contestants can give us an interesting battle.”

Fang’er was quickly getting excited once again. She waited for both contestants to reach the stage.

Yuanen Yehui stood up. She had always worn male attire. Just like when Tang Wulin first saw her, she was as ordinary as could be. Among the group from Shrek Academy, she was the one who usually did not attract any attention.

“Yuanen, be careful.” As Yuanen Yehui passed by, Xie Xie had pulled on her sleeve and reminded her softly.

Yuanen glared at him. “Go away.”

Xie Xie retracted his hand at that moment, embarrassed. Yuanen Yehui walked quickly out of the waiting area and ascended to the competition stage.

Teng Teng was the young man who had spoken to Long Yue a few moments ago. He could not contain himself any longer. He had been looking forward to this match for a long time.