Wild Wang Qiuer

"Golden Dragon Fist!"

Wang Qiuer's right fist condensed a dazzling golden dragon head. The dragon head seemed alive, emitting a low dragon's roar as it lunged towards Huo Yuhao.

The golden dragon head heavily struck the Ice Crystal Shield in front of Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao felt the Ice Crystal Shield tremble violently, but then nothing else happened.

Wang Qiuer's large eyes suddenly widened. Are these the ancient turtle spirits from the Star Dou Great Forest that have lived for over ten thousand years? How are they so tough?

"Ah!"

Wang Qiuer refused to believe it. She couldn't break such a thin Ice Crystal Shield.

A golden dragon head once again gathered in her right fist, and Wang Qiuer swung her fist again.

The power she condensed in this punch was stronger than the previous one. She didn't believe she couldn't break it.

Mu En, lying by the dormitory door, recognized Wang Qiuer's Martial Soul. The Golden Dragon?

How strange! How strange!

To think someone could awaken such an overwhelmingly powerful Martial Soul as the Golden Dragon.

As the Progenitor of Strength, its attribute is Ultimate Strength.

Mu En exhaled a breath of turbid air. In one day, he had witnessed two Ultimate Martial Souls, something that only appeared once in thousands of years.

Two Ultimate Martial Souls appearing simultaneously was simply unheard of!

Has a new leader emerged on the Douluo Continent? Just like our ancestor Tang San from 20,000 years ago.

What on this continent is worthy of two Ultimate Martial Souls appearing together?

The Sun Moon Empire!

These four words surfaced in Mu En's mind. The Sun Moon Empire was growing increasingly powerful on the continent. They had even developed Soul Tools that could threaten him.

If Mu En had to choose which of the four existing empires on the Douluo Continent was most likely to unify the land, his choice would undoubtedly be the Sun Moon Empire.

Mu En lay on the chair, gazing up at the sky.

The former three great empires of Douluo, and even his Shrek Academy, were completely immersed in the glory of traditional Soul Masters, unable to extricate themselves.

To put it bluntly, they were living off the legacy of their ancestors, useless fellows who couldn't be helped.

A hint of sadness appeared in Mu En's eyes. These people were unwilling to accept new things or learn about the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Tools.

While basking in the glory of traditional Soul Masters, they were unwilling to allocate more resources to the grassroots, resulting in a generally unsatisfactory state of societal development.

The major Soul Master powers were excessively strong, while the weaker ones were essentially doomed. There was no path forward for Soul Masters at the bottom.

What was even more critical was that the three great empires of Douluo were suspicious of each other, unable to unite as one to jointly resist the powerful Sun Moon Empire.

In contrast, the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Tool development was flourishing.

As long as you had the talent for being a Soul Master, you had the opportunity to become a respected Soul Master.

In reality, if you compared them closely, both sides were similar; the pot calling the kettle black.

But... Mu En shook his head and sighed. On their side, the former three empires fought amongst themselves.

At Shrek, everyone was intoxicated by the glory of their ancestors, and no one wanted to make any fundamental changes.

Even though the Soul Tool Department was established, Mu En knew clearly in his heart that the development of Soul Tools was hundreds, even thousands of years behind the Sun Moon Empire.

What was even more critical was that in this vast academy, Mu En couldn't find a leader who could lead Shrek forward.

Mu En had successfully vacated the position of Sea God Pavilion Master and passed it on to Xuan Zi.

But Xuan Zi... Mu En truly hadn't expected him to be so unreliable.

A Level 98 Super Douluo, who hadn't encountered an Extreme Douluo, led a team that was almost wiped out.

This was the strongest Level 98 Super Douluo below the Extreme Douluo realm!

To think he could do something like that; Mu En would have believed him if he said he was a Soul Douluo.

Fortunately, Le Xuan and the others were lucky that time. The beam of light imbued with immense Power of Destiny calmed the berserk Soul Beasts, preventing a tragedy.

Otherwise, Mu En would have truly felt that Xuan Zi would have chosen to give up. He wouldn't have taken over the position as planned, and Mu En would have had to continue being the Sea God Pavilion Master.

Mu En's hands rested on the sides of the chair. Xuan Zi taking over the position of Sea God Pavilion Master was the best outcome.

At least from now on, if Xuan Zi wanted to lead a team, unless his strength was truly needed, Mu En finally had a reason to refuse him.

Thinking of this, Mu En's gaze involuntarily drifted towards Huo Yuhao and Wang Qiuer. Could they be the new stars who would lead the continent towards a brighter future?

"What a hard turtle shell!"

Wang Qiuer shook her hand. How could this ice be so tough?

Seeing that his Ice Crystal Shield was unharmed, Huo Yuhao's lips curled into a smile.

Wang Qiuer's Golden Dragon Martial Soul possessed Ultimate Strength, but Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul was the Ultimate Ice and Snow.

Coupled with the power of a 400,000-year Soul Ring, even the Golden Dragon couldn't break it!

"Qiuer, admit defeat. If you can't break my Ice Shield, you won't be able to touch me, and therefore, you won't be able to defeat me."

"And me..."

"Emperor Palm, Great Snow Without Cold!"

Huo Yuhao waved his palm forward, and a palm print of ice and blue intertwined with cold ice instantly froze Wang Qiuer's right arm.

"There's power that can hurt you!"

"Lost sensation! My right arm." Wang Qiuer's beautiful brows furrowed.

Under the infection of the ice on her right arm, Wang Qiuer felt cold even when she took a breath.

Huo Yuhao exhaled white icy air, "Surrender quickly, Qiuer. Being a ice sculpture isn't a pleasant feeling."

Wang Qiuer pursed her lips. She had a way to break Huo Yuhao's freeze, but it wasn't her own power.

If it were anyone else, Wang Qiuer wouldn't care; victory was the most important thing.

Towards Huo Yuhao, Wang Qiuer's small mouth pouted as if a kettle could hang from it.

"Fine, I admit defeat. You unfreeze this ice for me, it's so uncomfortable!"

Wang Qiuer chose to surrender, and Huo Yuhao naturally helped her break the ice on her hand.

Wang Qiuer activated her own Bloodline Power, concentrating it on her right arm, completely dispelling the effects of Huo Yuhao's ice.

"Huo Yuhao, why is your ice so powerful? You can recognize my Martial Soul, right!"

Huo Yuhao nodded, "Of course. The Golden Dragon of the Progenitor of Strength, possessing the attribute of Ultimate Strength, is a very powerful Martial Soul."

Wang Qiuer was pleased with Huo Yuhao's words, "You do have some knowledge."

"You won. This young lady admits defeat. What do you want me to do?"

Huo Yuhao pondered for a moment, "How about... kiss me."

"Just this condition, are you sure?" Wang Qiuer said softly, "It's not too late to regret it now!"

Huo Yuhao felt a pang of sweat. As expected of the human form of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, "Let's go with this!"

"Then I'm coming!"

Seeing that Huo Yuhao had decided, Wang Qiuer no longer stopped him.

Speaking of kissing, Wang Qiuer had never experienced it before. She had flipped through many human picture books recently.

Wang Dong blushed. Wang Qiuer leaned closer to Huo Yuhao, her alluring red lips merging with Huo Yuhao's lips.

Huo Yuhao's pupils widened, Sis...

On Wang Qiuer's side, she used the knowledge she learned from the books and took the initiative to extend...

Huo Yuhao was deeply attracted by Wang Qiuer's actions. Sis, this is what he wanted...

Wang Dong watched their movements, how could they do such things?

It was so embarrassing, Wang Dong unconsciously covered her eyes with her hands.

But in less than a moment, the gap between Wang Dong's fingers widened considerably.