Analyzing the Principles of Battle Armor

"Old Man Qiangu, how dare you insult my Shrek? Have you been itching for a beating lately? Let me loosen your bones for you!"

Everyone at Shrek Academy—whether inner or outer courtyard students, teachers who taught there, or Sea God Pavilion members who controlled all of Shrek City—placed Shrek's honor above all else.

In their hearts, Shrek Academy was their home, their everything. The academy's honor was sacred and inviolable, and no one was permitted to slander it.

Its importance had even, at times, surpassed that of their own parents and relatives!

Therefore, when Yun Ming, the Master of the Sea God Pavilion, heard Qiangu Dongfeng speak ill of Shrek, he could no longer restrain himself. His Qingtian Spear Martial Soul instantly appeared in his hand, Battle Armor covered his body, and he charged at Qiangu Dongfeng.

Yun Ming actually had two purposes in doing this. The first was to use the strength of the continent's number one powerhouse to suppress Qiangu Dongfeng and prove to the world that Shrek could not be insulted!

As for his second purpose, it was to draw Tang Wulin, this child blessed by the Gods, over to Shrek's side.

On the Douluo Continent, strength was supreme. Yun Ming believed that as long as he defeated Qiangu Dongfeng and let this child witness Shrek's power and foundations, he would change his mind, abandon the Spirit Pagoda, and join Shrek's Sea God Pavilion!

"Yun Ming, don't think that just because you possess half a godhood, this old man fears you. Fight me in the High Altitude!"

"Who's afraid of you!"

Facing the aggressively advancing Yun Ming, Qiangu Dongfeng directly summoned his Panyong Rod Martial Soul. Four-Word Battle Armor covered his entire body, and he transformed into a streak of light as he clashed with Yun Ming.

Since there was a city below them that could not withstand a battle between two Peak Quasi-Gods, they tacitly moved their fight into the High Altitude.

"So this is Battle Armor? It represents the highest level of Soul Tools in this era. It does seem somewhat similar to the humanoid Soul Tools I encountered in the Sun Moon Empire long ago. It should have gradually improved and evolved from those, right?"

"The design is truly ingenious. It can actually raise a Soul Master's combat power by an entire tier."

"Qiangu Dongfeng, stall him as much as possible. I can use this chance to study the Battle Armor and Soul Tools of your era!"

"Yes, Ancestor. I understand."

As Huo Yuhao watched the two men fighting relentlessly in the sky, a glint flashed through his eyes. His god-level spiritual power spread outward, analyzing every principle behind the Battle Armor.

He could certainly learn through researching records, but how could that possibly compare to direct observation in either clarity or speed?

Ever since Huo Yuhao had fled the Douluo God Realm with Wang Dong'er and his mother, his state of mind had changed greatly.

He no longer wished to concern himself with the affairs of the Douluo Continent. The Spirit Pagoda, Shrek, and the Tang Sect no longer mattered to him.

Now, he only wanted to quickly complete the task Gu Yuexi had given him, repay her kindness in leading them out of the Space-Time Turbulence, and then travel to other planes to search for his teacher Electrolux's soul fragments and revive him.

After that, he would take his wife and mother to find a quiet planet somewhere in the universe and live a simple life in seclusion. That was all.

Unless Tang San returned with the God Realm, he would never reappear in the world!

Although the structure of Four-Word Battle Armor was extremely complex and ingenious, Huo Yuhao was the Emotion God and a Divine Soul Engineer. How powerful was his spiritual power?

Analyzing things that were not god-level naturally came with ease!

Thus, before long, the various operating principles of the Four-Word Battle Armor had become perfectly clear in his mind.

"So that's how it is. Through exceptional forging techniques, the properties of rare metals are brought out perfectly, allowing them to resonate with one's own Martial Soul and greatly enhance a Soul Master's strength. What an ingenious design."

"It seems that if I want to establish a Soul Guidance Technology system suitable for the Soul Beast Clan, I'll also need some Soul Beasts to learn forging. I'll discuss it with the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King seniors another day!"

Huo Yuhao withdrew his spiritual power. In his heart, a rough framework had already formed for how to create a Soul Guidance Technology system suitable for the Soul Beast Clan's use and development.

However, the details would have to wait until Gu Yuexi returned from Space, so he could discuss them with her and Gu Yuena beside him.

"Alright, this farce should be about over!"

With that thought, Huo Yuhao acted directly. With a light palm strike, he forcibly shook apart Qiangu Dongfeng and Yun Ming, who were locked in combat!

"May I ask who you are, sir?"

Yun Ming looked at the young man before him, fear flashing through his eyes. Just moments ago, his half-godhood, invincible throughout the Douluo plane, had actually begun trembling before this unfamiliar youth.

Someone capable of doing that could only be a true God. Since when had the Spirit Pagoda possessed such an expert?

At the same time, silence fell over the surroundings. Everyone's gaze converged on Huo Yuhao, and no one dared make any rash move.

After all, someone who could so easily repel two mighty experts like Yun Ming and Qiangu Dongfeng was not a being they could afford to provoke!

Only Qiangu Dongfeng stepped directly before Huo Yuhao. He gave him a deep bow and said:

"This junior, Qiangu Dongfeng, thanks Ancestor Lingbing Douluo for coming to my aid!"

"What? Lingbing Douluo Huo Yuhao!"

"He's actually Lingbing Douluo Huo Yuhao from ten thousand years ago? Didn't he become a God? Why has he suddenly appeared?"

"Hmph, this is probably some trick of the Spirit Pagoda, using the reputation of Lord Lingbing Douluo to force us into submission!"

"Exactly. Lingbing Douluo ascended to the God Realm ten thousand years ago. How could he possibly appear here? This must be the Spirit Pagoda's conspiracy!"

"Yuhao, it seems everyone doesn't believe you," Wang Dong'er said with a smile as she looked at Huo Yuhao.

"Hmph!"

Huo Yuhao snorted coldly. Several figures then appeared at his side—his Soul Spirits.

At the same time, a god-level pressure swept outward. The faces of those around them instantly turned pale, and they began coughing up blood!

"Does anyone still have objections?"

"No! Thank you, Lingbing Douluo, for sparing our lives!"

"In ten days, come to the Spirit Pagoda. Dong'er and I have important matters regarding the God Realm to announce. Now disperse," Huo Yuhao said indifferently.

"We take our leave!"

By then, Tang Wulin was utterly dumbfounded by what he had witnessed. Only when someone lightly patted his shoulder did he finally come back to his senses.

"Little brother, how is it? Have you decided whether to join the Spirit Pagoda or Shrek? You have a chance to receive personal instruction from Lingbing Douluo, you know?" Wang Dong'er said with a smile as she looked at her foolish little brother.

Although it was not yet time for the siblings to recognize each other, that did not stop her from calling him little brother!

"Big sister, I'll join the Spirit Pagoda. Then Dad and Mom won't have to work so hard anymore, hehe!" Tang Wulin said with a smile.

"Mm, what a good child."

Wang Dong'er gently stroked her little brother's head, then led him toward the Spirit Pagoda.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuena, who had been watching from the side, sighed.

"Sigh, that's it? I thought blood would flow like rivers here today. How boring."

A moment later, as though she had sensed something, Gu Yuena immediately raised her head and looked toward the sky.

"Looks like Big Sister is coming back. Should I keep pretending to have lost my memories and trick that silly big sister?"

"Better not. I'd get beaten up for that!"

"Hm? Na'er, have your memories returned?"

Just as Gu Yuena was pondering this, a gentle voice sounded by her ear.