Huo Yuhao hurriedly leaned in to listen.
"My Big Daddy said that long, long ago, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan—the legendary Dragon God—fought an earth-shaking battle with the Phoenix God!"
"They both suffered terrible wounds. The Dragon God survived in the end, but his injuries would never heal!"
"After that, the Dragon God slaughtered every beast in the world that carried Phoenix blood!"
"From then on, the Phoenix bloodline vanished completely!"
Huo Yuhao sucked in a sharp breath.
"He killed... every beast with Phoenix blood?"
"Mm."
Wang Dong nodded solemnly.
"So the Phoenix God our ancestor Ma Hongjun inherited was only an ordinary Godhood that arose later in the Divine Realm."
"He couldn't compare to the legendary Phoenix God at all!"
"Big Daddy said that if the Phoenix God really existed, he must have stood among the very greatest Gods!"
"Even if the Dragon God fought him again, no one could say who would win!"
"But whether any of those stories are true, no one knows."
In Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness, a gray orb of light seemed to hear their conversation and flickered a few times.
The gray orb's strange movement woke the sleeping Brother Sky Dream.
But Brother Sky Dream had never been one to take on pressure. He rolled over and went back to sleep.
Huo Yuhao nodded, only half understanding.
"Wang Dong, you know so much!"
"Heh, of course I do!"
Wang Dong lifted her chin proudly.
Just then, they noticed that Du Busi, the Body Sect's master, was doing something utterly out of character in the Sky Screen's Chat Interface.
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At the Body Sect's headquarters.
Even someone as thick-skinned as Du Busi felt his old face grow warm.
The master of an entire sect, a Level 98 Super Douluo, was hawking his wares like a vegetable seller.
But he had no choice!
The Body Sect had endured for ten thousand years, yet now its talent was dwindling.
From top to bottom, the sect was full of muscleheads who spent every day training their bodies.
Send that lot to find geniuses with Body Martial Souls?
That was asking the impossible. They couldn't even find their way around when they went out to rob someone!
At Shrek Academy, Wang Dong looked toward Huo Yuhao.
"Yuhao, aren't your Spirit Eyes a Body Martial Soul?"
Huo Yuhao froze.
"Oh, right. My Spirit Eyes are essentially my eyes and brain, so they should count as a Body Martial Soul, shouldn't they?"
"Does that mean I should join the Body Sect too?"
But at that moment.
A message from Xuan Zi came charging across the Sky Screen.
[Xuan Zi: Old Freak Du, stop blowing your own horn! Body Martial Souls unmatched under heaven? What nonsense! If Body Martial Souls are so strong, why was it your brother Du Bisou who died in his battle with my Junior Granduncle? As far as I'm concerned, the strongest Martial Souls under heaven are my Junior Granduncle's Radiant Sacred Dragon and my Godly Taotie Bull!]
On Sea God Island.
After sending the message, Xuan Zi felt wonderfully refreshed. He took a smug bite of his chicken leg.
Du Busi's reply arrived the very next instant.
It dripped with sarcasm, every word striking where it hurt.
[Du Busi: Xuan Zi, of course I acknowledge Dragon God Douluo's strength! But you old bastard, don't try to slip your own Martial Soul in there! Your Godly Taotie Bull is stronger than my Body Martial Soul? That's news to me! How about we find somewhere to settle this with a fight? Then everyone can see which is harder—your cow hooves or my fists!]
Reading that string of messages, Xuan Zi's eyes turned red, and he huffed like a bull.
He nearly failed to catch his breath and dropped dead on the spot.
"Du Busi, I'll be your sworn enemy for as long as I live!!!"
But for all his cursing, Xuan Zi knew the truth better than anyone.
If they actually fought, he would be no match for that old monster Du Busi!
Even their Soul Ring Configurations alone put them in different leagues!
Three Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings against one meant his opponent had four more Soul Skills than he did!
Just as Xuan Zi seethed with rage, smoke practically pouring from his seven orifices, yet could do nothing about it.
The Sky Screen overhead suddenly burst with dazzling golden light.
Then, at the very center of the Sky Screen, a brand-new interface slowly unfolded.
Lines of text appeared upon it, one after another.
[Detected: Soul Masters across the various continents all wish to claim the title of "Strongest Martial Soul"!] [The ranking of the Douluo Plane's top ten Martial Souls now begins!]
The Douluo Plane's top ten Martial Souls?
The entire Chat Interface erupted!
Inside Shrek Academy's inner court.
Countless inner court students raised their heads together, their eyes bright with anticipation.
"Shrek Academy is packed with powerful people. We're bound to have a place on the Martial Soul rankings!"
"Exactly! Maybe our academy will take half the top ten!"
"Quiet, everyone! Watch the Sky Screen—the first name's about to appear!"
But before anyone at Shrek Academy could react.
A line of text appeared before everyone's eyes.
[Tenth place: Godly Taotie Bull, a top-tier Beast Martial Soul.]
The image on the Sky Screen changed in a flash.
There was Xuan Zi, sitting beside Sea God Lake in a live image, a wine gourd in one hand and a huge, glistening chicken leg in the other. He was gnawing away, grease smeared all over his face!
"Pfft... cough, cough, cough!"
Xuan Zi jolted in fright and hurriedly stuffed the chicken leg down his pants.
Then he vigorously wiped the grease from his hands on his filthy clothes.
Only then did he sit up straight and put on the dignified air of an esteemed master.
Behind him, Mu En closed his eyes in pain.
At that moment, the master of the Sea God Pavilion felt his vision go dark.
Shrek Academy's ten-thousand-year reputation...
Today, that good-for-nothing bastard might ruin it all!
The next instant, an emotionless voice rang out from the Sky Screen and began its assessment.
[The Godly Taotie Bull Martial Soul has been passed down through generations. It carries the bloodline of Taotie, one of the Dragon God's Nine Sons, making it a genuine True Dragon Martial Soul!] [This Martial Soul combines offense and defense, can devour all things, and commands the Power of the Earth. It should have shaken the Douluo Continent!] [However.] [The current inheritor of the Godly Taotie Bull Martial Soul is lazy, neglects his training, and spends every day indulging his appetite.] [As a result, he cannot bring out even thirty percent of the Godly Taotie Bull Martial Soul's true power!] [Therefore, the title Taotie Douluo does not fit him!] [By the Sky Screen's assessment, his title should be changed to Chicken Leg Douluo!]
Chicken Leg Douluo?
The instant the voice fell silent, the Sky Screen's chat channel erupted.
Across the Douluo Continent, the Sun Moon Continent, and the Phoenix God Continent, every region was flooded with an endless stream of "Hahahaha"!
[Du Busi: Hahahaha, Chicken Leg Douluo? Xuan Zi, you old bastard, you've finally got what's coming to you!] [Golden Body Douluo: Chicken Leg Douluo? I'm dying! Sky Screen, you really know how to give a man a title!] [Jing Hongchen: When I saw Xuan Zi make the list, I wanted to object. But after hearing that title, I'd say the assessment is perfectly fair!] [Huyan Zhuo, master of the Elephant Armor Sect: Chicken Leg Douluo? I declare this the funniest joke of the year!] [Zhang Peng: Congratulations, Xuan Zi! Chicken Leg Douluo—what a fine title!]
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