Douluo: Ice Spirit Snake Martial Soul, Becoming the Frost Dragon Emperor

Rags-to-riches pauper protagonist, forges his own faction, refuses to bootlick Tang San's Grandmaster. Transmigrates to Douluo, Yelin City Martial Soul Hall branch hall. Orphan Murong Chen awakens Ice Spirit Snake martial soul, innate soul power level six. The young Bibi Dong personally recruits him, but is rebuffed with one sentence "Not interested." Retaliation from Martial Soul Hall personnel arrives in quick succession, beaten with fists and feet. Yu Xiaogang mocks: "Don't know what's good for you, you little beggar-can you cultivate that snake into a dragon martial soul?!"

Murong Chen wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Even if I can't cultivate it into one, it's still better than your martial soul that only farts!"

Dragging his battered body, he grits his teeth and departs Yelin City: "You dog couple, just you wait!"

No system, no golden finger, seizes opportunities solely by himself. Immortal grasses temper the body, soulbones forge the physique, fuses Ice Dragon King, step by step ascends the pinnacle of Douluo.

Before Jialing Pass, beneath ten thousand watching eyes.

God-level martial soul "Frost Dragon Emperor" nine rings manifest together, freezing heaven and earth.

Murong Chen's icy gaze sweeps over Bibi Dong's drastically changing expression, landing on that theoretically invincible Yu Xiaogang.

"Yu Xiaogang." Voice calm, yet resounds across the battlefield, freezing all clamor: "This-can it still be called a snake?"

Tang San tightly grips the Sea God Trident, sensing unprecedented terror from the pressure.

Bibi Dong's eyes weave with a trace of indescribable regret. Early on, she should have decisively killed this little beggar.

Murong Chen slowly raises his hand, extreme ice spreads toward his fingertip's direction, spacetime as if trapped in eternal silence.

"Where the cold ice reaches, all things stagnate."