Legend of the Dragon King: The Rise of the Golden Dragon

Shrek Inner Courtyard.

Next to a huge open-air arena, countless Shrek disciples who are rarely seen practicing hard are gathered here. From a distance, it looks like a fiery red, like the burning sunset on the horizon.

The students in the inner courtyard were all wearing crimson slim-fitting school uniforms, their faces full of excitement, and they were talking about the two teenagers on the stage.

"I didn't expect that there would be someone in the inner courtyard who would dare to challenge senior brother?"

"It's incredible?"

"Who is the senior brother?"

"No way! There are actually people who don't even know about the Inner Court Senior Brother!"

"The senior brother's name is Lan Muzi, and he is currently the highest-ranking senior in the inner courtyard. Although he rarely takes action, his strength is recognized as the number one in the inner courtyard. It is said that he is already a three-word armor master! And his this year's

He’s only 29 years old.”

"What? So strong!"

"Yes! Otherwise, why are so many people coming to see him? He is a real star in the inner courtyard. In the eyes of some veteran students, he is even more dazzling than our senior sister Tang Yinmeng!"

"That was the past. From today on, the position of the number one master in the inner court will be changed!"

The students were chattering, and a blond boy suddenly walked over and said with a familiar smile.

He looks about fourteen or fifteen years old. He is very tall, over 1.7 meters tall. Although his body is not particularly strong, he is well-proportioned. Although his short blond hair is flying, he has dark green eyes and a fair face.

, it looks quite handsome and extraordinary.

This young man is Xie Xie three years later. Compared with three years ago, he is obviously more calm. Next to Xie Xie is a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes. He is about the same age as him and looks good.

A little more ordinary, although not tall, he carries an aura like a mountain, it is Xin Zhao.

Three years have passed, and Wang Yan and the other five have grown tremendously, especially in a place like Shrek's inner courtyard where the vitality of heaven and earth is extremely rich. The cultivation of the five of them has quickly surpassed that of the Soul King, and they have become a true one-character warrior.

Doukai masters, it was also for this reason that they were not driven to Shrek's outer courtyard by the new inner courtyard rules.

After hearing Xie Xie's words, the disciples in the inner courtyard were naturally dissatisfied. A tall and thin young man in his mid-twenties stood up immediately and retorted, "Boy, what do you know? Senior Brother Lan Muzi's cultivation level is already close to

He is a Soul Douluo, and he also has a three-word battle armor. His actual combat power is not inferior to that of ordinary titled Douluo. However, his opponent Wang Yan looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old. Even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, he would be at most

He's just a one-word battle armor master, how can he be the opponent of senior brother?"

Hearing this, Xie Xie was not annoyed. He just smiled and corrected, "Brother, you guessed wrong. Our boss Wang Yan is not a one-word battle armor master now, but a two-word battle armor master."

Already."

The tall and thin young man curled his lips, "What about the two-word battle armor master? There is still at least one big gap between him and the senior brother. Is it possible that he can still surpass the senior brother and defeat the senior brother?"

The other students heard this and agreed very much. Who among those who can enter the Inner Academy is not a genius? Who can't fight beyond the level? As the senior brother of the Inner Academy, he is the best among them, so it is impossible to defeat him by overcoming the level.

of!

Xie Xie smiled slightly, "You will know later!"

Three years have passed. Xie Xie thinks that he has made rapid progress, but he still feels a deep sense of powerlessness when facing Wang Yan. Not only is Wang Yan's strength incredible, but his improvement in cultivation is even more unreasonable. He has already reached level 59 in just three years.

, leaving them far behind. Now even if he joins forces with Gu Yue, Xu Xiaoyan, and Zhao Xin, he is still no match for Wang Yan. Of course, he was no match before...

Xin Zhao looked at Wang Yan on the stage, and couldn't help but feel the same emotion in his heart. Of course, he was more grateful to Wang Yan, because with his talent, he couldn't break through the Soul King in three years, but with Wang Yan's Dragon

Blood elixir is different...

On the ring, two men, one large and one small, stood facing each other. The one on the left looked older, almost thirty years old, slender, handsome, with a faint smile on his face, and looked very amiable.

Opposite him was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a jade-like face and a majestic air. His eyes were as dazzling as stars, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if there was a faint smile on his face. The most eye-catching thing was

He exuded an otherworldly aura, standing there as if he were the center of heaven and earth, the only one in the world, and everyone's eyes were unconsciously drawn to him.

"Junior brother, you are very good. You can actually cultivate to the soul king at the age of less than fifteen years old, but you are not strong enough to challenge senior brother!"

Looking at the handsome and enviable young man opposite, Lan Muzi smiled slightly, his tone was confident and gentle, and his temperament was extraordinary. The eyes of some inner school girls were gleaming when they looked at him.

“You won’t know until you fight whether it’s enough!”

After hearing Lan Muzi's words, Wang Yan immediately retorted, his face also filled with unparalleled confidence.

Although he has been studying divine power and the position of God's Palace in the past three years, his strength has not stopped advancing. Not to mention that Lan Muzi can only barely possess the combat power of a Titled Douluo by wearing Doukai. Even if the opponent becomes a real Titled Douluo, Wang Yan

He is also sure to knock him down.

"Then let me see Zhenzhang under my command!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Muzi knew that a fight was necessary.

To be honest, he didn't take this battle to heart. After all, he was a quasi-spirit Douluo who already had a Three-Word Douluo, and the other opponent was just a Two-Word Armor Master. If it wasn't for the elder's request, he wouldn't even want to fight.

Wang Yan competes!

"Prepare!"

A pleasant voice came, and Wang Yan and Lan Muzi immediately retreated until they were fifty meters apart.

Not only the inner court students are extremely curious about this match, but the academy is also watching this match, because it will determine the top player among the students of Shrek's inner court. So the person who serves as the referee for them is the deputy master of the Poseidon Pavilion, Yali.

Although Yun Ming is the master of the Poseidon Pavilion, this guy is either obsessed with practicing, or he is messing around with his wife on Poseidon Island, and rarely takes care of things. Therefore, most of the affairs of the inner court fall into the hands of Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, who is a good housekeeper.

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Yali has a beautiful face, a kind nature, and always has an angelic temperament in her body. Coupled with her cultivation level that is close to the Ultimate Douluo, no one in the entire academy is dissatisfied.

At this moment, she looked at Lan Muzi and Wang Yan, the two inner court elites, and couldn't help but emphasize again, "Wang Yan, Lan Muzi, you must pay attention to the rules in this competition and do not intentionally injure your opponent."

After all, both of them are outstanding figures in the inner academy. Any damage to the future of the academy would be a heartbreaking thing.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" x2.

The two of them responded at the same time, and then Holy Spirit Douluo announced the start of the competition.

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176 Three years later