"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Yu Xiaogang's face had flushed bright red as he said in utter disbelief, "The human body has limits! Without the transformation of Soul Rings, without the nourishment of Soul Power, how could a human body possibly withstand an explosive force of nearly two thousand jin? This completely violates the iron laws of cultivation!"
Yu Xiaogang could not accept this reality.
The core principles of Martial Souls that he had studied his entire life seemed to have become a pile of illogical scrap paper before this mysterious otherworldly realm.
Meanwhile, in another image on the Sky Screen, Su Yuntao, a level twenty-six Soul Grandmaster from Spirit Hall, was trembling as he hid inside a ruined, abandoned building.
Pressed against the wall and covering his mouth, he did not even dare breathe loudly.
Following his line of sight, everyone across Douluo Continent could see a rat the size of a stray dog before him, its eyes glowing with an eerie green light.
This was also one of the lowest-tier monsters in the world of Swallowed Star—the Cat-Demon Rat.
Just moments ago, after Su Yuntao arrived, he had immediately spotted the Cat-Demon Rat. He had barely used Martial Soul Possession and prepared to attack when the Cat-Demon Rat bit straight through a solid steel pillar right in front of him!
At the sight, Su Yuntao had been so frightened that he pissed himself.
He immediately canceled his Martial Soul Possession, curled up in the corner trembling, and could only pray that the Cat-Demon Rat would not notice him!
With a ripple like flowing water, the image split into two.
On the left, Su Yuntao was still trembling in the corner, staring in terror at a Cat-Demon Rat gnawing on steel rebar.
On the right, the scene shifted to the commoner farmer holding a hoe—Wang Er.
Unlike Yu Tianheng and Su Yuntao, Wang Er had not been sent to a Wilderness Zone filled with ruined buildings and monsters, but to a peaceful Base City.
As an utterly ordinary old farmer, Wang Er had never experienced anything thrilling or dangerous through most of his life.
After being chosen by the Sky Screen, his brief joy had given way to endless fear and confusion.
At that moment, staring at the completely unfamiliar surroundings, he was utterly at a loss.
This was a wide, flat alley.
The ground was paved with some kind of hard gray material, without even a trace of dirt.
Wang Er swallowed, gathered his courage, braced himself against the wall, and slowly walked out of the alley.
The instant he stepped out of its entrance.
Whether it was Wang Er himself or the countless living beings watching across Douluo Continent, all of them involuntarily held their breath.
A colossal steel forest beyond description appeared before everyone's eyes.
It was completely different from the steel ruins in Yu Tianheng's earlier scene!
Skyscrapers rose one after another into the clouds, their glass curtain walls reflecting dazzling sunlight and leaving people utterly dazzled.
In the sky, sleek metal cars sped through the air without being pulled by any horse-like beasts.
Inside Pope Palace in Spirit City.
Bibi Dong, seated upon the Pope's throne, caught her breath. Wonder filled her beautiful eyes as her gaze closely followed the flying vehicles darting through the air.
"They require no Soul Power to operate, no Soul Beasts pull them, and they are not Soul Masters with flying Martial Souls..."
Bibi Dong murmured to herself, her slender hand tightening slightly around her scepter.
"Could these be some extremely advanced flying Soul Tools? But there are far too many of them. How many resources would it take to build them? Could even commoners in this world fly through the sky at will?"
On Douluo Continent, the ability to fly was exceedingly rare and noble.
Only a small number of Soul Masters with flying-type Martial Souls, or those who had reached the level of Title Douluo, could soar through the skies.
As for Soul Tools, their construction required vast quantities of rare metals, as well as high-level Soul Masters to inscribe core formations before they could barely be put to use.
Yet this world before them was filled with flying "Soul Tools." Such prosperity and foundation left even the royal families of the two great empires and the leaders of Spirit Hall in disbelief.
In the image.
Wang Er walked shakily along the sidewalk. His patched coarse linen clothes were utterly out of place in this futuristic city.
Soon, he passed a spacious open-air community plaza.
The plaza was filled with all kinds of fitness equipment made from thick, solid steel.
At that moment, a short-haired boy who looked fourteen or fifteen, dressed in a simple gray tank top, was sweating profusely as he trained in the plaza.
The boy looked to be around the same age as Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others among the Shrek Seven Devils.
Wang Er stopped in curiosity.
The viewers of Douluo Continent also focused their attention on the youth from this other world.
"What is that boy doing?"
Zhao Wuji crossed his arms and frowned at the light screen.
Before the question had even faded, the short-haired boy in the image walked over to a squat rack and steadily settled a barbell loaded with massive black iron plates on both ends onto his young shoulders.
"Breathe—in—out—"
The boy adjusted his breathing as sweat trickled down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.
Then, he bent his legs and performed a steady squat before explosively pushing himself back upright.
"Three hundred kilograms... not enough."
The short-haired boy gritted his teeth and muttered softly, "If I want to pass the advanced student assessment at the martial arts hall next month, I have to raise my squat to four hundred kilograms. Otherwise, Dad will have to risk his life in the Wilderness Zone again."
After saying that, the boy squatted again, then stood.
His movements were precise, filled with a raw, powerful beauty.
However.
Beyond the Sky Screen, Douluo Continent fell into deathly silence because of the boy's casually spoken words.
After a long while.
"Three hundred kilograms?!"
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened like brass bells. He suddenly stepped forward, and the heavy Soul Power around him spilled out uncontrollably, making the surrounding air hum.
"Three hundred kilograms—that's a full six hundred jin!"
Zhao Wuji's voice cracked as he pointed at the boy on the light screen, who was still repeatedly squatting.
"This kid looks fourteen or fifteen at most, and there isn't even a trace of Soul Power fluctuation on him! He's doing squats with six hundred jin of iron on his shoulders?"
The usual arrogance had long vanished from Dai Mubai's face. He swallowed and spoke with some difficulty. "Teacher, when I was fourteen, my Soul Power had already broken through level thirty."
"But without using White Tiger Shield or Martial Soul Possession, I couldn't squat so easily while carrying six hundred jin either."
It was not just Dai Mubai who could not do it.
In all of Shrek Academy, aside from Zhao Wuji, who specialized in strength, who else could claim they could steadily lift six hundred jin without using Soul Power?
Yet the boy in the image was merely an ordinary person who was not even a Martial Artist!
Tang San took a deep breath, feeling his hands and feet turn cold.
He had originally believed that the crew-cut young man who had slain a monster with a single slash was already a rare genius and powerhouse in this world.
That had been an isolated case.
But now, it seemed that in this other world, even an ordinary commoner boy living at the bottom rung of society possessed physical talent enough to grind their group of so-called monster geniuses into the dirt.
"Monsters... Shrek calls ourselves monsters, but to the people of this world, we're probably just a joke."
Ma Hongjun pulled a bitter face and could not help complaining.
Flender let out a silent sigh.
Yu Xiaogang's expression shifted between green and white, while a faint emotion called jealousy flickered deep in his eyes.
Why?
The people of this world clearly had not awakened Martial Souls, so why could they possess such terrifying physical strength?
Why could those without Martial Souls accomplish what he could not, even with one?!
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