Top 3 Strongest Figures of Peerless Tang Sect: Mu En, the Dragon God Douluo

[Peerless Tang Sect's Top Ten Strongest Figures]

[Top 3: Mu En]

[Title: Dragon God]

[Cultivation: Ninety-Ninth-Level Ultimate Douluo]

[Identity: Master of Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion]

The moment these lines appeared, the training grounds fell deathly silent.

Three seconds later, Ma Hongjun sprang to his feet, the finger pointing at the Sky Screen trembling.

[Sh-Shrek Academy?!]

Oscar sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes nearly popping out.

[Headmaster, am I seeing this right? Our academy produced an Ultimate Douluo in the future?]

Flender clenched both fists until his knuckles turned white, the fat on his face quivering from excitement.

[You saw it right! It's Shrek! Our Shrek!]

He threw back his head and laughed, his laughter echoing across the training grounds as tears streamed from his eyes.

[A Ninety-Ninth-Level Ultimate Douluo! And the Master of the Sea God Pavilion, no less! My life has been worth it!]

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her eyes shining.

[Sea God Pavilion? That sounds incredible. Our academy actually grew that powerful in the future?]

Tang San stared at those words, his mind racing.

Sea God Pavilion. Named after the Sea God. That meant Shrek had not declined in later generations; instead, it had become a true giant.

And this man called Mu En bore the title Dragon God.

[Dragon God Douluo...] Dai Mubai licked his dry lips. [That Long Xiaoyao from before was the Dark Sacred Dragon. Could this Mu En have a dragon-type martial soul too?]

At the same time, Shrek Academy ten thousand years later.

Below the freshmen dormitory building.

Huo Yuhao stood on the steps, still holding the meal box he had just picked up. He looked up at the golden words on the Sky Screen, frozen where he stood.

Wang Dong stood beside him, her mouth slightly open, unable to make a sound for a long while.

[Mu En... Dragon God Douluo... Master of the Sea God Pavilion?]

Wang Dong turned her head and stiffly looked toward a corner by the dormitory entrance.

There stood an old, battered recliner.

Usually, a frail old man could always be found lying there in the sun.

Huo Yuhao swallowed, lowering his voice to a near whisper.

[Wang Dong, that old caretaker downstairs in our dorm... isn't his name Mu En?]

Wang Dong's scalp tingled, and a chill ran up her back.

[Don't scare me. That old grandpa who can barely walk is a Ninety-Ninth-Level Ultimate Douluo?]

Deep within Sea God Island.

Yan Shaozhe stood beneath the Golden Tree, looking up at the Sky Screen. The usually imposing dean of the Martial Soul Department now had reddened eyes.

Xuan Zi stood beside him with a wine gourd in hand. The gourd had tilted, spilling wine onto the ground, yet he did not even notice.

[Teacher's name has finally made the list.] Yan Shaozhe's voice was hoarse.

Xuan Zi wiped the wine from his beard.

[He deserves that position.]

The image on the Sky Screen slowly brightened.

It was not the world-shattering battlefield everyone had imagined, but a quiet afternoon.

Sunlight filtered through gaps in the leaves, spilling before the freshmen dormitory building.

An old man lay in a rattan chair.

He wore faded gray cloth robes, his body hunched and his back arched high, as though he carried a heavy mountain on it.

His hair was sparse, his face covered in brown age spots. His eyes were half-closed, and his breathing was so weak it seemed as though it could stop at any moment.

[Evaluation: He is Shrek's pillar of stability.]

[He accepted countless disciples throughout his life, nurturing generation after generation of the Shrek Seven Devils.]

[Yet he himself could only sit in a wheelchair, counting his remaining days.]

The image froze on the old man's wrinkled face.

On Shrek's training grounds ten thousand years earlier, the laughter abruptly stopped.

Flender's smile froze on his face, and his glasses slid down to the tip of his nose.

Ma Hongjun gaped, pointing at the image as he stammered.

[Th-This is the Dragon God Douluo?]

Oscar rubbed his eyes.

[Isn't he just an ordinary old man on the verge of dying? He can't even straighten his back!]

Dai Mubai frowned deeply.

[A Ninety-Ninth-Level Ultimate Douluo should live two or three hundred years. How could he have aged into this state?]

Tang San stared at the old man's severely hunched back, his gaze turning razor-sharp.

[That isn't ordinary aging.]

Xiao Wu followed his gaze.

[Brother, what did you see?]

[He suffered severe injuries.] Tang San pointed at the old man's back. [His spine was completely broken, even displaced. An ordinary person would have died from such injuries long ago. He is using his immense Soul Power to forcibly sustain his life.]

Ning Rongrong drew a sharp breath.

[Who could have injured an Ultimate Douluo so badly?]

As though it had heard her question, the Sky Screen suddenly shifted.

The sky was torn in two.

One half was profound darkness, the other dazzling pure white.

It was a shocking battle from several decades ago.

In the image, the young Mu En was clad in golden dragon scales, with two pairs of enormous Light Holy Dragon wings spread behind him.

His opponent was none other than Long Xiaoyao, who had appeared before.

The Black and White Twin Holy Dragons collided among the clouds. Every clash tore enormous spatial rifts through the air.

[Evaluation: The Black and White Twin Holy Dragons, twin prodigies of their generation.]

[They had once been the best of friends, yet because of their positions and fate, they became enemies.]

The scene flickered as both men unleashed their strongest attacks at once.

Golden and black radiance swallowed the entire sky.

When the light faded, Mu En fell from the air. His back had been ripped open by dark dragon claws, and the sound of shattering bones rang out clearly.

Long Xiaoyao was no better off. His chest had been pierced by the Light Holy Dragon, and blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.

Both sides suffered devastating injuries.

The scene shifted again.

Mu En returned to Shrek Academy.

He lay on a sickbed, his face ashen. His once-straight body had been permanently bent because his spine was shattered.

Yan Shaozhe knelt beside the bed, crying like a child.

[Teacher, your injuries...]

Mu En raised a hand and stroked Yan Shaozhe's head.

His voice was weak, but calm.

[Why are you crying?]

[My life was saved, and my cultivation remains.]

[My backbone may be broken, but as long as Shrek's backbone is not, that is enough.]

On Sea God Island ten thousand years later, Yan Shaozhe watched this scene. His legs gave out, and he dropped straight to his knees.

He covered his face with both hands, his shoulders shaking violently.

Xuan Zi walked over and patted his shoulder. He said nothing, but his eyes had turned red.

Below the freshmen dormitory building, Huo Yuhao bit his lip hard, tears welling in his eyes.

[He became like this just to protect the academy...]

Wang Dong lowered her head, twisting her hands together.

[We pass by him every day, yet we never even knew who he was.]

The Sky Screen's narration continued.

[Evaluation: The body's imperfections cannot conceal the majesty of the Dragon God.]

[Even seated in a wheelchair, he remains the most insurmountable mountain on the Douluo Continent.]

The image changed.

At night, outside Shrek Academy.

A group of black-clad powerhouses approached in silence. The man at their head radiated the terrifying aura of a Ninety-Eighth-Level Super Douluo.

The Body Sect's leader, Du Bisou.

He floated in midair, looking down at Shrek Academy.

[Shrek, hand over that item, or today I will flatten your outer academy!]

Du Bisou's voice boomed like thunder, exploding over the entire academy.

Yan Shaozhe, Xuan Zi, and the other elders of the Sea God Pavilion soared into the sky, confronting the Body Sect's experts.

Both sides stood at sword point, their Soul Power fluctuations twisting the surrounding air.

Du Bisou let out a wild laugh and was about to attack.

Just then, a sigh came from the battered rattan chair beneath the freshmen dormitory building.

[Du Bisou.]

[Even if your brother Du Busi came, he would not dare speak so loudly in Shrek.]

The voice was not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears with perfect clarity.

Du Bisou's laughter came to an abrupt halt. He lowered his head and stared at that dark corner.

The image zoomed in.

Mu En still lay on the rattan chair, not even opening his eyes.

He merely raised his right hand and lightly tapped the air.

Buzz—

The sky above the entire Shrek Academy instantly turned pure gold.

A phantom Light Holy Dragon a thousand meters long soared from the depths of Sea God Island, circling above the academy.

That pressure carried no killing intent, yet it was as heavy as Mount Tai.

Du Bisou groaned, forcibly pressed from the sky to the ground.

His Ninety-Eighth-Level Soul Power was like a clay ox entering the sea before that golden light, unable to stir even the slightest wave.

Du Bisou's face turned pale, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.

He stared in that direction and forced out several words through gritted teeth.

[Dragon God... Mu En! You're still not dead!]

Mu En slowly opened his eyes.

They were cloudy eyes, yet unfathomably deep.

[I'm not dead yet.]

[Shrek is not a place where you can run wild.]

[Get lost.]

As that one word left his mouth, the golden light transformed into a tangible shockwave.

Du Bisou staggered back more than ten steps. Every step he took blasted a massive crater into the ground beneath his feet.

The Body Sect experts behind him coughed blood and were sent flying even farther.

Du Bisou clutched his chest and stared in that direction for three seconds before finally waving his hand through clenched teeth.

[Retreat!]

The aggressively advancing Body Sect retreated without even reaching Shrek's gates.

On Shrek's training grounds ten thousand years earlier, everyone held their breath.

Ma Hongjun swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing.

[One finger... and he scared off a Ninety-Eighth-Level Super Douluo?]

Oscar's legs went weak, and he leaned against Dai Mubai.

[Now that is a true monster. He didn't even need to move from his chair to crush them flat.]

Flender took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently.

[Good! What a Master of the Sea God Pavilion! What a Dragon God Douluo!]

Tang San watched the old man in the image close his eyes again, a trace of reverence flashing through his gaze.

[Great power is not frightening.]

[What is frightening is that he clearly possesses the power to destroy everything, yet can control it with such precision.]

[The Light Holy Dragon's pressure targeted only the enemy and did not harm even a blade of grass within the academy. I cannot even begin to imagine that level of control.]

Xiao Wu looked at Mu En's hunched silhouette.

[But can his body withstand him forcing himself to act like that?]

The Sky Screen's image gave them the answer.

After Du Bisou retreated, the golden light faded.

Mu En lay in his wicker chair and suddenly began coughing violently.

He took out a white handkerchief and covered his mouth.

When he lowered the handkerchief, it was stained with a shocking pool of black blood.

Yan Shaozhe descended from the sky and landed beside the wicker chair, his voice trembling with panic.

[Teacher! You can't use Soul Power anymore! Your body...]

Mu En tucked the handkerchief into his sleeve and waved a hand.

[It's nothing.]

[I can hold on for a few more years.]

He turned toward Sea God Island, a trace of exhaustion showing in his clouded eyes.

[As long as I still draw breath, Shrek's sky will not fall.]

The image froze on Mu En's wrinkled profile.

[Commentary: With his broken body, he upheld Shrek's century of glory.]

[He was the pinnacle, the Dragon God, and above all, a teacher.]

[His light illuminated the path for countless younger generations.]

On Sea God Island, Yan Shaozhe wept uncontrollably.

Xuan Zi raised his head to the sky, letting wine spill across his chest.

[Mu En...]

On the training ground from ten thousand years ago, Flender removed his glasses and wiped at the corners of his eyes.

[Our Shrek has worthy successors. With people like him guarding it, how could Shrek possibly fail to prosper?]

Tang San watched the Sky Screen, the shock in his heart refusing to subside for a long while.

He turned to Dai Mubai.

[Mubai, tell me... if it were us, at that age, with injuries that grave, could we still stand guard at the gates of an academy like he did?]

Dai Mubai remained silent for a long time.

He looked at his outstretched hands.

[I don't know.]

[But I know that if Shrek needs me, I'll stand at the very front.]

The Sky Screen's light began to contract.

Just as everyone thought the review was about to end, the image suddenly lit up again.

This time, it was no longer a quiet afternoon, but a blood-red battlefield.

Countless soul beasts surged toward Shrek City like a tidal wave.

In the Star Dou Great Forest, a beast tide had erupted.

Upon the city walls, Shrek's defenses teetered on the brink of collapse.

Yan Shaozhe, Xuan Zi, and the others were covered in blood as they retreated to the city gates.

Before them stood a massive Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear, along with several hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beasts.

An air of despair spread through the hearts of every Shrek member.

Just as the defensive line was about to collapse.

A pillar of golden light shot from Sea God Pavilion into the heavens.

Within the pillar, a hunched figure slowly rose.

He was not sitting in a wheelchair, nor was he lying in a wicker chair.

He stood up.

His once severely hunched back crackled with bone-popping sounds beneath the wash of golden light.

Inch by inch, he forcibly straightened his spine.

Dazzling dragon scales covered his entire body, and the face of his youth briefly returned.

He stood in midair, looking down upon the million soul beasts below.

His right hand slowly rose.

[Shrek, fight to the death. Never retreat.]

The phantom of a golden giant dragon blanketed the entire sky.