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Behind Na'er, a faint silver dragon shadow began to emerge. The space around the tip of her spear cracked with subtle fractures.
"Now that's more like it."
Gu La grew slightly more serious, and his fourth black soul ring flickered faintly beneath his feet. As he grasped the reformed rock spear, its shaft had turned into a dark, dull yellow, with traces of flowing red magma visible within.
The shockwave from their next clash spread out to thirty meters, yet the explosive force didn't even shatter the streetlights—this was Yun Ming secretly protecting the campus.
Na'er suddenly changed tactics. Her Silver Dragon Spear spiraled along the rock spear, the spatial power at its tip peeling away layers of stone upon contact.
Just as she was about to break through his defense, she teleported above Gu La in a flash of silver light beneath her feet.
But then Gu La's fourth soul ring, never before seen, lit up. Na'er instinctively sensed danger, and a fleeting shadow of dragon wings appeared behind her, allowing her to forcibly alter her trajectory mid-dash.
It was too late. When Gu La obtained his fourth soul ring, he had hesitated between three soul beast bloodline skills: Flame Lord, Earth Demon Bear, and Mighty Golden Bear. Ultimately, he chose the "No Flight" skill.
Before the Master of the Earth—flight is forbidden!
Shhrr—
The soaring dragon wings seemed to lose their strength, flapping uselessly as they could no longer defy gravity. The spot where she had been standing suddenly collapsed into a miniature black hole, twisting and absorbing even light itself.
Gravity crush!
Na'er twisted her waist and spun, unleashing soul power from her silver spear to escape the gravitational black hole. Panting, she landed on a fountain statue, only to notice a piece of fabric missing from her left sleeve.
Meanwhile, atop Gu La's rock spear hovered a pitch-black energy sphere. Within it, faint images of stars being born and extinguished could be seen, swallowing all elements and spirits, drawing in the fates of all things, culminating at the spear's tip.
"Enough."
A gentle female voice descended from the clouds, like a spring breeze sweeping across the battlefield.
Ya Li's figure slowly descended, bathed in a golden aura. The holy light flowing around her made the remnants of the sunset seem dim by comparison.
She lowered her gaze to the chaotic lawn below—the patches of grass twisted into spirals by the gravitational field, the dozens of deep furrows plowed by the rock spear, and the black hole still greedily devouring surrounding light—and sighed lightly.
"The dueling arena is always open for you. This lawn can't withstand such treatment."
Her voice carried a hint of exasperation. With a flick of her finger, a soft green glow swept across the battlefield, and the damaged grass began healing at a visible speed.
At this, Gu La chuckled softly. With a wave of his hand, the hovering rock spear dissolved into a cascade of sand.
"Your Holiness Holy Spirit Douluo misunderstands, this fight wasn't started by me."
Na'er's hand gripping the dragon spear trembled slightly.
She realized that a section of her silvery waterfall-like hair had been cut off at some point. The clean-cut ends of her hair spoke volumes about the sharpness of the weapon.
The slanted bangs did nothing to diminish her beauty; instead, they added a touch of spirited charm to her delicate face.
She bit her lip and didn't refute him, but her amethyst eyes churned with unwillingness.
If this had been a life-or-death battle, the sudden appearance of that gravitational black hole above her head, combined with the loss of flight, would have indeed put her in a dire situation.
"Tomorrow, we'll intensify your training in integrating soul power with spear techniques."
A low voice suddenly sounded behind her. Na'er turned in alarm to find Yun Ming standing just three steps away.
Atlas Douluo's gaze swept over Gu La like a blade, but softened slightly when it turned to Na'er, though it remained stern and non-negotiable. "If you had fully mastered the spear techniques I taught you, today's outcome wouldn't have been so humiliating."
His Atlas Divine Spear inherently possessed the Flight Prohibition trait. The spear techniques he created were formidable in both aerial and ground combat, but excelled most in ground battles.
After hearing from Gu La about the potential crises Shrek Academy might face in the future, Yun Ming had secretly accelerated his teaching pace.
Unfortunately, mastering spear techniques required diligent practice and time for mastery.
Even with Na'er's talent, it would take time to settle. Thinking of this, his gaze toward Gu La grew colder—he had clearly held back, knowing Yun Ming was nearby. He hadn't injured Na'er but had deliberately cut her hair, which was utterly infuriating!
Na'er fiddled with the silver threads of her torn sleeve, her head bowed. Upon hearing this, she looked up and glared at Gu La, her purple eyes burning with determination: "Next time, I will definitely beat you!"
Before her words faded, she transformed into a streak of silver light and rushed toward Ya Li. The fierce aura from the battle instantly melted away, and she reverted to the playful little girl she usually was.
Gu La turned away with a blank expression, underestimating the girl's ability to hold a grudge.
"Mother Ya Li! Someone bullied me!"
Na'er tugged on Ya Li's sleeve, her voice loud enough for the entire lawn to hear.
As she complained, she stole glances at Yun Ming, her intentions clear as day.
Seeing the situation turn sour, Gu La decisively acted: "I'm going to guide Tang Wulin in combat training."
Before his words faded, ripples appeared in the air, and his figure vanished without a trace.
Na'er froze momentarily, then realized what had happened. Her purple eyes widened in shock: "Cowardly! You're not allowed to touch my brother!"
She stomped her foot in frustration, her silver hair fluttering without wind, but Gu La's figure was nowhere to be found.
"Teacher, I'll come see you later!"
Na'er hastily left a message, a flash of silver light beneath her feet as she chased after him.
In the last rays of the setting sun, only a few strands of her silver hair drifted behind.
On the lawn, the final remnants of elemental turbulence slowly calmed. Yun Ming gazed in the direction Na'er had disappeared, muttering under his breath: "You little brat…"
Who exactly he was cursing remained unclear…
At this moment, inside the cafeteria, Tang Wulin was feasting on a mountain of food. The voracious appetite brought on by his Golden Dragon King bloodline had already stacked seven layers of plates in front of him. The freshly served charcoal-grilled earth dragon ribs were disappearing at a visible rate.
"Achoo!" He suddenly sneezed, rubbing his nose and muttering, "Who's talking about me?" His attention was soon captured by the newly arrived honey-glazed spirit beast leg.
The chefs behind the counter had long given up on reasoning. They gathered in small groups, watching this live-stream-worthy eating spectacle.
The head chef, massaging his trembling arm, was contemplating reporting upward—they needed to apply restrictions on someone's free dining privileges, or next quarter's ingredient budget would skyrocket.
It certainly wasn't because they couldn't handle the high-intensity workload!
"Brother!"
With a crisp shout, Na'er burst into the cafeteria like a silver whirlwind.
Her gaze quickly scanned the area, radar-like, and she spotted Tang Wulin unharmed. Only then did her tense shoulders relax, though she soon realized she'd been tricked again.
"To think you'd use a diversion tactic…"
Na'er stomped her foot in anger, her silver teeth clenched tightly. She silently vowed to one day beat Gu La so badly he'd be crawling on the floor looking for his teeth.
"Na'er?" Tang Wulin looked up from his plate, sauce still on his lips. "What happened?"
"N-nothing," Na'er hurriedly waved her hands, not wanting to worry her brother.
Her gaze fell on the honey-roasted meat Tang Wulin had pushed over, and her stomach let out a protesting growl. The bloodline power she inherited leaned heavily toward physical strength, creating a massive appetite—she was also a big eater.
Tang Wulin smiled knowingly and brought over two more plates of golden fried crispy meat. "Here, the chef's special today—Golden Feather Bird meat, crispy on the outside, tender on the inside… let's eat together."
"Sure."
The siblings' eating contest quickly drew more spectators.
When Na'er started on her fifth plate of spirit beast meat, the head chef's face had gone from green to white. That night, Shrek Academy's cafeteria finally welcomed its two destined new kings!
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