A Crushing Defeat, the Ice and Fire Dragon Core

"You imposter, is it too late to admit defeat now?"

Tang Wutong spoke with sharp sarcasm, still carrying the arrogance and confidence of a Divine Realm, who thought that a "copy" of her had the right to negotiate with her.

"..."

Wang Dong'er's pretty face remained calm. With a gentle clench of her delicate hand, a dark and ancient Clear Sky Hammer materialized in her palm. She lightly touched the ground with her toes, and as her pale blue butterfly wings fluttered behind her, her figure left an afterimage in mid-air. In the next instant, she was already in front of Tang Wutong.

With his back slightly arched, he engaged all his muscles and swung the weapon downwards without holding back.

A strong wind swept behind Tang Wutong, and at the same time, a huge black shadow completely enveloped Tang Wutong and the frozen arrogance on her face.

"Boom!!"

A loud roar followed.

A figure flew backward, and Tang Wutong, who had also summoned pale blue butterfly wings, still had a look of shock on her face as she looked at Wang Dong'er, who was slowly emerging from the dust and mist, with some fear.

The latter, carrying a massive Clear Sky Hammer, stared coldly at her.

"Impossible, how could this be..."

Tang Wutong's throat bobbed. She couldn't believe it. Why was it that even she couldn't see through Wang Dong'er's fighting strength when they were the same age?

Even if I've lost the Immortal Herb, I shouldn't be in such a sorry state!

Wait, she swallowed the Immortal Herb!

Tang Wutong's pupils constricted sharply as she looked at Lu Cheng, who stood with his hands behind his back in the distance. That little brat had actually shared a portion of the Immortal Herb with her!

"This isn't fair!" Tang Wutong roared, breaking down in anger.

"She consumed the Immortal Herb; this battle is completely unfair! If you're so capable, let me, this princess, also consume the Immortal Herb and then we'll settle this once and for all!"

"There's no such thing as fair or unfair."

Wang Dong'er spoke with a playful tone and a calm expression, staring at her other "self," "Even if I don't consume the Immortal Herb, you won't be my match."

As soon as she finished speaking, an aura of a Soul Saint suddenly surged forth, causing Tang Wutong's expression to change drastically, and leaving many high-ranking members of the Shrek Academy in disbelief.

They knew Wang Dong'er all too well. When she entered the academy, her talent was worrisome. At the age of eleven, she had only just entered the Soul Grandmaster, around level twenty-one. That's why they dared to let Tang Wutong go on stage.

But who would have thought that only a few years would pass?

Wang Dong'er has now reached the Soul Saint realm! She is now worlds apart from what she once was.

"Impossible, you..."

"Tang Wutong, I haven't slacked off for a single moment these past years. I've poured all my energy into cultivation, solidifying my foundation, stabilizing my base, consuming immortal Immortal Herb, and constantly honing myself."

"This is what I deserve."

But you...

Wang Dong'er looked down at Tang Wutong indifferently, a mocking smile playing on her red lips, "You're probably still dreaming of devouring me and inheriting everything I have, aren't you?"

"You call me a copy? Well then, I'd like to ask you: are the experiences mine, the friendships mine, even the love... all mine?"

"You want to take everything from me so easily, to inherit everything from me? What are you then? A parasite?"

"..."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Tang Wutong was panting heavily, her face deathly pale, her expression shifting unpredictably.

Lu Cheng smiled faintly.

As the daughter of God King, her talent is indeed not weak. She was indeed lazy before, otherwise she should have been at least on par with Ning Tian when she entered school at the age of eleven.

Without the halo of being the daughter of God King, Wang Dong'er developed a sense of crisis and began to cultivate desperately to hone herself. In recent years, every time she returned, she was either in seclusion or cultivating, and they rarely met.

This time, she insisted on coming out, so it seems she's confident.

In other words, Wang Dong'er's talent might not be weaker than his own; according to the Simulation Device's talent calculation, it's at least 9.5 or higher.

Tang Wutong, on the other hand, was clearly completely bewildered.

He inherited Wang Dong'er's "laziness" and always slacked off during cultivation, taking the time to be lazy whenever possible. His current status as Soul King is the best proof of that.

"Shut up!" Tang Wutong gasped for breath, her eyes blazing with anger. "I refuse to believe I can't kill you, you clone."

Clearly, she had been provoked into losing her temper by Wang Dong'er's words.

In her eyes, this copy dared to challenge her and even called her a parasite, which was something she, who had always been proud, could not tolerate.

He gripped the same Clear Sky Hammer tightly in his hand and smashed it straight at Wang Dong'er.

Completely ignoring the shouts of the many powerful figures from the Shrek Academy.

But a miracle is called a miracle precisely because it rarely happens.

It's not uncommon for the weak to defeat the strong, but...

A mocking glint appeared in Wang Dong'er's pinkish-blue eyes as she mercilessly swung the giant hammer in her hand. The two hammers collided, and a ripple spread out from them. The next instant...

"Pfft..."

Tang Wutong's body flew backward.

He crashed to the ground with a thud, blood gushing from his mouth, his body convulsing uncontrollably.

This hammer blow shattered her illusion of being high above everyone else.

"Heh, nothing special..."

Wang Dong'er landed lightly on the ground, not even glancing at Tang Wutong who looked like a dead dog. She floated like a butterfly to Lu Cheng's side, a bright smile on her face, "How was it? Did I embarrass you?"

Whatever you do is something I'm proud of.

Lu Cheng chuckled and stroked the beauty's cheek, "There's no such thing as shameful."

"Ugh, how cheesy!" Wang Dong'er blushed, removed the hand that had been gently stroking her cheek, and a hint of barely suppressed laughter appeared in her pink-blue eyes.

"Since that's the case, Xuan Zi, do you acknowledge it or not?" Lu Cheng smiled as he looked at the Shrek team opposite him.

"You went too far!" Xian Lin'er scolded Wang Dong'er.

At the same time, a chill ran down his spine. This was the Divine Child, who couldn't even withstand a minor bump or stumble, let alone be so badly injured. If the God King were to truly hold them accountable, Shrek Academy would be doomed.

And... do we really still want to participate in the major competition six months from now?

Is it still necessary to participate?

Wang Dong'er has already reached the Soul Saint, so this freak on the other side is even more so. He's probably at least a Soul Douluo. What's even more terrifying is that he was able to unleash Soul Saint, or even stronger power, back when he was only Soul King.

Now... wouldn't that mean I could take on Titled Douluo one-on-one?

No, not at all. The difference in combat power between Titled Douluo and Soul Douluo is vast, but even Soul Douluo is already quite terrifying.

No one could restrain him during the entire competition.

Could it be that Shrek Academy, having already lost the championship of the previous tournament, is now also going to lose the championship of the next one?

All of the Shrek Academy's years of planning and scheming will become a laughing stock.

This year's freshmen at the Shrek Academy have hit rock bottom; their quality is so poor it makes her despair. What about the next class? And the one after that? What will they be like?

It's likely that within a century, as the pillars of Shrek Academy pass away one after another, and no one else emerges to carry the torch, the name Shrek will be reduced to nothing more than a symbol.

Like the Tang Sect today...

"A bet's a bet."

Lu Cheng said calmly.

"If Dean Xian has any objections, then let's have a fight. I hope you can all return alive..."

"..."

Xian Lin'er's eyes twitched violently. Seeing the increasingly hostile atmosphere opposite her, she exchanged a glance with Xuan Zi, then gritted her teeth, suppressed her displeasure, and waved her hand.

"Walk!"

"Ice Dragon King, Fire Dragon King..."

As the Shrek Academy group disappeared into the canyon, Lu Cheng calmly surveyed the valley, exhaled a deep breath, and looked at the white-robed elder at the head of the group. "Elder, protect me, especially guard against those Shrek Academy people. We must not let them return and disturb me."

"Yes! Young Sect Master, rest assured, even if I die in battle outside, I will absolutely not allow them to set foot in this place!" Bai Ji said solemnly, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"Good."

With many powerful figures from the Body Sect scattered outside the valley, completely surrounding the area, Lu Cheng looked down into the valley floor, which resembled a hot pot with ice and fire clearly dividing the space.

"Snow Empress, Tian Meng, Jiaojiao, Scarlet King, and Teacher, please help..."

Lu Cheng said solemnly.

"Okay!"

In the Sea of Consciousness, figures emerged one after another.

Nowadays, everyone's sleeping time is getting shorter and shorter, and they wake up at the slightest call. Snow Empress gently looked at Lu Cheng, "The matter of seizing the dragon bones can only be entrusted to Elder Yi. We can only provide some energy at most. Although these two true dragon bones are from countless years ago, their residual power is still there. Only gods can do nothing to them."

"Only by relying on Elder Yi's Divine Consciousness can they be subdued."

Lu Cheng nodded slightly, recalling someone hidden beneath the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Great Forest.

In truth, I've encountered almost every kind of woman I was supposed to meet on this continent.

The Simulation Device also clearly states that there is one last Simulation opportunity remaining.

Perhaps... it's her?

If the Silver Dragon King were present, such a mere dragon bone wouldn't warrant such a great deal of trouble, but...

He shook his head, banishing the thought.

The next Simulation should at least wait until after the competition and we return to the academy; it's too hasty now.

"Relax, give me control of your body," Electrolux said slowly.

The next instant, Lu Cheng's eyes turned pure black, and a dense power emanated from his body. He conjured a jet-black staff with a gemstone inlaid at the top in his hand and gently tapped it downwards.

The entire lake surface trembled.

Many of the Immortal Herb looked in horror at the terrifying aura of a true dragon emanating from beneath the lake's surface. They had never imagined that the place where they had lived for ten thousand years was actually a burial ground for dragon bones.

"Interesting..." Electrolux looked at the two dragon kings of ice and fire, who were still resisting despite being reduced to mere wisps of life, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but the gray mist continued to envelop them.

Both are realms of gods, and He has already regained some of His status.

The opposite side, however, was utterly devastated, with only a wisp of a dead soul remaining, much like He Himself in the past.

Therefore, Electrolux ignored the two dragons' resistance. As the gray mist surged and enveloped the two enormous dragon skeletons, the mist gradually thinned and finally dissipated completely.

Only one ice-blue and one fiery-red pill remained, held in Lu Cheng's palm.

"These two true dragons are probably not simple..." Electrolux murmured.

"Did the teacher also notice their extraordinary nature?" Lu Cheng asked with a smile.

"More than extraordinary..." Electrolux withdrew from Lu Cheng's body, his aged form appearing beside him. He examined the two pills held in Lu Cheng's palm and shook his head.

"These two dragons... they must have quite a background."

"However, it has nothing to do with us. It must have happened in ancient times. You can absorb it without worry. The violence within this Dragon Core has already been neutralized by this old man."

"Hehe..." Lu Cheng smiled.

It still has to be Elder Yi.