How Well-Connected Are You, Luochuan?

"..."

"Fourth Soul Skill..."

"Iron Armored Dragon Body."

Guang Biao sucked in a sharp breath from the pain. After steadying himself, he shouted in a low voice.

In an instant, his purple Soul Ring lit up. Sturdy, powerful barriers appeared all over his body, seemingly indestructible, as he charged fiercely at his opponent.

"Heavenly Frost."

Wu Changkong said nothing. The six Soul Rings around him all withdrew, and then he slightly raised the Sky Frost Sword in his hand before charging toward his opponent.

"Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink, clink, clink..."

A string of crisp chimes rang out. At the first sound, Guang Biao, charging with the force of a rampaging dragon, came to a halt.

With every subsequent chime, a scale was flicked off his arm, and his burly body took another step back.

After seven crisp chimes, Guang Biao had retreated seven full steps.

"As expected of Wu Changkong..."

"But..."

Zhang Buwei's face was filled with shock as he could not help saying, "He's beaten a six-ringed Soul Emperor until he can barely fight back, but..."

He had taken seven steps back, yet Wu Changkong had only made one strike!

"Monster!"

"You really are a monster..."

Facing Wu Changkong, whose aura was growing increasingly fierce, Guang Biao's face was full of shock as he could not help saying.

His opponent's sword energy had penetrated his body like countless sharp needles, stabbing through his veins and forcing him to gather all his Soul Power to resist it.

Such a move...

Was it his Self-Created Soul Skill?

Guang Biao had no time to think. Wu Changkong moved again, and seeing the ill-intentioned opponent approaching, Guang Biao lit up his final Soul Ring.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Iron Dragon's Defense!"

Guang Biao chanted in a low voice. This was his strongest Soul Skill, the one that had allowed him to hold his ground against powerful Evil Soul Masters.

In an instant, the phantom of an iron dragon appeared behind him, and his aura rose several levels once more.

"Heavenly Frost Slash."

Wu Changkong spoke indifferently. A pale blue glow rose from his body. In the brief moment of their earlier clash, his aura had already condensed to an astonishing degree.

Now, it was time to use the move he relied on most often.

At the same time, his dark green eyes suddenly turned purple. A faint violet radiance bloomed from his pupils as the Sky Frost Sword thrust forward.

It was an action simpler than simple. From beginning to end, his gaze had remained fixed only on his Sky Frost Sword.

"So strong..."

Guang Biao gritted his teeth.

Under the pressure of Wu Changkong's aura, he could not even draw upon the power of his Martial Soul. The opponent's tyrannical freezing sword energy had sealed off all his movements.

All he could do was raise both palms and channel every bit of Soul Power he could muster in front of him...

The next moment, the blue light stopped an inch before Guang Biao's nose, but the frigid air seemed to form a net of swords, sealing his entire body within it.

The defenses on his body had already vanished without a trace.

"Your eyes... that place, right..."

"Could it be that you graduated from that pla—"

Guang Biao stared blankly at Wu Changkong before him and swallowed hard, unable to stop himself from speaking in astonishment.

Purple. Purple Demon Eyes.

Could he have graduated from Shrek...

"I was driven out of that place because my temper was bad. So..."

"Don't let me see you a second time."

Wu Changkong said coldly. The next moment, the blue light receded, and countless blue currents of air seemed to gather around him. The Sky Frost Sword became a streak of light and vanished without a trace.

He then calmly walked back toward the academy as though nothing had happened.

His figure stood quietly at the academy. Even without taking any action, he was already a guardian deity—the strongest guardian deity of Eastsea Academy.

"Teacher Wu..."

"That was way too cool."

Watching the scene before them, Xie Xie and the others were filled with shock. The image of Wu Changkong making his move remained in their minds as they murmured.

So this was a Soul Emperor...

Terrifying beyond belief!

When would he be able to look as cool as that?

"Teacher Wu truly is Eastsea's strongest."

Watching the scene, Ouyang Zixin and the other students could not help praising him. Teacher Wu was indeed the Teacher Wu they remembered.

"Then it seems..."

"There's no need to call Dad."

Mu Xi thought to herself. Since Teacher Wu had already dealt with him, there was no need for her father to give the man a vicious beating.

"Male god!"

"Wu Changkong!!!"

At the same time, Eastsea Academy erupted into a sea of cheers. Everyone shouted Wu Changkong's name, especially Zhang Yangzi, whose eyes were wide as he nearly shouted himself hoarse.

"White robes and a blue sword—his reputation is well deserved..."

"As expected of Wu Changkong."

Tang Luochuan likewise gazed at the scene before him with emotion. This was undoubtedly one of the iconic scenes of the Dragon King Era.

Although he had known about it long ago, seeing it with his own eyes still made it hard to calm the emotions in his heart.

The number one male god of the Dragon King Era...

He truly deserved the title.

"No..."

"Bro, you lost?"

Unlike the academy crowd's joy, Guang Long looked at the scene before him with utter disbelief. His greatest support had actually lost.

No, bro...

You're the Mecha Brigade Captain, and you can't beat him?

Are you still my all-powerful big brother?

"Little brother, this time, your brother..."

"Was simply outmatched. I admit defeat."

Guang Biao wore a bitter smile. How could he not want to seek justice for his younger brother? But that guy was simply too fierce. Even if he were given another five years, he might not reach his opponent's level.

Even though his brother had been bullied...

There was nothing he could do.

"Boss, are you all right?"

"Should we use the mechas?"

"We have to get Brother Guang Long's dignity back!"

Seeing their captain defeated, one of his subordinates spoke through gritted teeth, unwilling to accept it.

They were East Sea City's strongest and most authoritative mecha brigade, yet they could not even seek justice for one of their own. How could they protect the city's safety like this?

This time, they had to take revenge!

"Exactly, exactly."

Guang Long nodded in agreement. Ever since his brother had become captain of the mecha brigade, he had never suffered such humiliation.

They had to fight, and they had to make it a beautiful victory!

"..."

"Let's go back."

Guang Biao shook his head.

Indeed, if their group of Mecha Masters joined forces, even that Soul Emperor from before would not get off easily.

But in reality...

If they truly did that, never mind whether he could keep his position—he might not even keep his head.

He had already acted far too rashly this time. Plenty of people had issues with him, and if he went back now, who knew how he might be impeached...

"Who's causing trouble here!"

"Mecha Masters? Think you're impressive?"

Just then, a voice rang out. A figure descended from the sky, tall and imposing, his face full of fury.

But when he noticed Guang Biao's battered state, his expression became somewhat contemplative. Had he arrived too late?

"President Mu Chen?"

Tang Luochuan was slightly stunned upon seeing the newcomer. Then, when his gaze landed on Mu Xi in the distance, he instantly understood and smiled faintly.

Looks like teaching Sister Mu Xi blacksmithing hadn't been for nothing. At a critical moment, she knew to call for backup.

"You're Guang Biao, right? Bringing Mecha Masters to cause trouble for children? You've got some nerve."

Mu Chen looked toward Guang Biao with a grim expression, his authority evident even without anger.

Even though the man before him had already been taught a lesson, it did nothing to quell Mu Chen's fury. Even if Guang Biao had not come after Tang Luochuan and the others, how could a powerful expert cause trouble at an academy?

"You are..."

"President Mu Chen of the Blacksmith Association!"

Guang Biao's face turned ashen upon seeing him. He instantly felt as though he were sitting on pins and needles, fear rising in his heart.

This man was not a Soul Saint, much less a Soul Emperor. He was a Rank 8 Soul Douluo, a true top-tier powerhouse.

Even in all of East Sea City, he was one of the strongest figures, second only to the Pagoda Master of the Spirit Pagoda.

"I'm not President Mu Chen."

Mu Chen said coldly.

"I'm just an ordinary student's parent."

"..."

"Oh no, could those children be..."

In an instant, Guang Biao's mind cleared. He should have realized it long ago—he should have realized it!

How could ordinary children be Soul Grand Masters? The ones who had beaten his brother up might well have been this man's disciples or children!

"President Mu Chen, listen to my explanation—"

"Where's Guang Biao? Get your ass out here!"

Guang Biao had just started to explain when another figure descended from the sky, eight Soul Rings shining brightly around him.

"Who is this now..."

"President... President Gu?"

Guang Biao's face was full of frustration, but as he looked at the man, his heart instantly sank to the depths. His face filled with disbelief.

Gu Jingtian, President of the East Sea City Mecha Master Association!

"President Gu is here too."

Mu Chen was also somewhat surprised. When he looked toward Tang Luochuan, shock filled his eyes. This kid actually had connections in the Mecha Master Association too?

"This..."

Even Wu Changkong, who had not gone far, was dumbfounded. He was not surprised that the Tang Luochuan brothers knew the Blacksmith Association President, but where had this Rank 8 powerhouse come from?

"President Mu Chen?"

The man noticed Mu Chen and looked somewhat surprised, but quickly shifted his attention to Guang Biao.

"So you still know I'm the president."

"Do you know what kind of disaster you've caused?"

Gu Jingtian said in a tone of disappointment and anger.

He had only just received word from President Mu Ye that there was a promising child named Tang Luochuan at Eastsea Academy, and that he should keep an eye on him in East Sea City...

Before he had even managed to find out much, Guang Biao had led the mecha brigade to Eastsea Academy to cause trouble—and the person they had targeted was Tang Luochuan?

Are you insane, Guang Biao?!

"No, President."

"I really didn't—"

Guang Biao was about to defend himself when two black shadows appeared in the skies above Eastsea Academy.

They were a deep, profound black—two black-level mechas! A purple-level mecha flew behind them as well.

Possessing a black-level mecha was already the hallmark of a Rank 8 powerhouse, let alone the most elite black-level mechas...

"..."

"No..."

"More experts?"

Guang Biao was completely dumbfounded.

"Wulin."

"Are your parents really ordinary people?"

Even Wu Changkong was confused. Looking toward Tang Wulin, his face was full of doubt.

Back in Class Five, he had asked what Wulin's parents did, and the answer he had received was that they were ordinary people. But now...

One, two, three, four—four Soul Douluos!

And these were ordinary people?

"Yes."

Tang Wulin nodded helplessly. "The chairman's daughter is pretty familiar with my brother. I don't know that other uncle, and there are these two Mecha Masters..."

"I don't know either."

Tang Wulin said, equally bewildered.

"You don't know..."

"Could all of them be people your brother knows?"

Wu Changkong drew a deep breath, looking at Tang Luochuan with shock in his eyes.

Kid, your connections... are pretty extensive!