The Legend of the Dragon King

Chapter 1217: Arrival At Skysea City

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There was no doubt that ever since the Shrek Seven Monsters’ return from their military enlistment, everyone had advanced in both their mentalities and capabilities. Even the Light Dark Douluo Long Yeyue was gasping in admiration at the overall ability of the entire squadron.

In Long Yeyue’s point of view, even though not everyone from this generation of Shrek Seven Monsters would necessarily become a Limit Douluo, they definitely had the ability to become four-word battle armor masters.

If Shrek Academy had seven four-word battle armor masters, it would naturally be less difficult to revive the academy in the future.

The secret rebuilding of Shrek Academy entered a quiet period in the following days.

Wu Siduo and the rest of her group were already sent away with Wu Zhangkong taking them to the Demon Island personally. Tang Wulin and his group of seven could only sympathize with the trials ahead of them.

The people joining this trip included some inner court disciples that had not been there before. There was no doubt that the Demon Island would become much more crowded in the following days for a long period of time.

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin’s side was also undertaking intense preparation.

The Amorous Douluo Zang Xin vanished for a very long period of time for some unknown reason. The inner and outer court disciples of Shrek spent every day cultivating painstakingly. In Wu Zhangkong’s absence, the position of the outer court’s teacher landed in the hands of husband and wife duo, Lan Muzi and Tang Yinmeng. The Tang Sect’s resources were also being transferred to them through numerous methods.

According to Tang Wulin and Elder Long’s discussion, only the students capable of achieving inner court disciple standards were allowed to come over to the Tang Sect headquarters. The situation left them no choice. The process of rebuilding Shrek had just begun, so they would need to maintain secrecy as much as possible in order to prevent all sorts of unnecessary troubles.

The Seven Monsters began their joint training, but now, their opponent was not A Ruheng nor Sima Jinchi, but the Light Dark Douluo Long Yeyue.

The Monsters felt as if they had returned to their days on the Demon Island, but they could only truly understand the power of the foes they would face when they were fighting against a genuine Limit Douluo.

They were advancing in the continuous training, and they had also begun making their three-word battle armors.

According to Tang Wulin’s plan, he was supposed to be making his own mecha. However, he gave up on that in the end due to the lack of time. Instead, he would only forge all the metals needed for the mecha first.

He had a full schedule every day where he spent mornings forging, afternoons engaging in actual battles and nights communicating with the numerous great mecha-making masters of the Tang Sect.

Tang Wulin had become even more aware of the depth of the Tang Sect’s inner secrets by conversing with the forces in their underground world. There was a total of sixteen rank-9 mecha designers and twenty-one rank-9 mecha makers forging mechas for the Tang Sect. Tang Wulin was doubtful that even the Federation had such a lineup.

Yes, Tang Wulin was not just making his own mecha, as the other six Monsters were also included.

Additionally, there were also Sima Jinchi and A Ruheng.

Every one of them was about to own a meticulously made unit of an advanced Tang Sect-produced black mecha of the highest grade.

The reason why it would be black instead of red was the metal’s quality was not of that standard.

Theoretically, red mechas could be made with soul-forged metal, but if a mecha’s core parts were not made of heavenly-refined metals, it did not qualify as divine mecha according to the strictest appraisal criteria. This was also the reason why there were so few divine mechas on the continent.

Even so, there were different ranks among black mechas as well. Without a doubt, the Tang Sect was making black mechas of the highest rank for Tang Wulin and his group of nine.

On the other hand, the process to achieve such a feat required a great deal of communication.

Each individual was suited to a different type of mecha. The purpose of a top grade mecha was to allow soul master to utilize his or her fighting capacity to the greatest extent, so the mecha would have to be perfectly compatible with the soul master’s body, just like an extension of their own physical form.

Thus, Tang Wulin put great effort into creating even more soul-forged metals for himself before making his mecha in order to fulfill the necessary requirements. On the other hand, he was also communicating with the numerous elite mecha designers and mecha makers together with his companions continuously. This would allow the great masters to understand their needs and abilities in order to design mechas that were tailor-made for them.

The rest of the group were already spending their mornings learning about operating mechas, following their schedule. Sima Jinchi and A Ruheng were the least prepared for this.

They had always used their bodies as their main weapons in combat and believed that soul masters would forever be superiority to mecha masters. They found themselves slightly unwilling to own mechas, but they finally agreed after much persuasion from Tang Wulin.

However, Tang Wulin soon realized that powerful soul masters may not necessarily be so naturally talented when controlling mechas. Gale Saber Demon Sima Jinchi was the clumsiest when it came to this. He took a relatively long period of time to master coordination in operating mecha despite his nine-ringed Title Douluo cultivation base.

On the other hand, A Ruheng was just the opposite of Sima Jinchi. Due to the Body Douluo’s powerful exercise control over his body, he adapted swiftly to the process and soon enjoyed the feeling of operating mechas. The sense of strength from a mecha was different from one’s body. Thus, he had a very simple requirement for his mecha, which was that it had to be incredibly strong.

Tang Wulin spent every day bustling about from dawn to dusk. When he could finally cross his legs and rest in his room, he could enter a meditative state almost instantly. One could only imagine how exhausting his day was given how lethargic he became despite his physical abilities.

He was always the hardest working for he had too many things to do.

The initial phase of battle armor making was just as described by Tang Wulin earlier. Ye Xinglan and Yuanen Yehui’s battle armors were the first to be made. They were in charge of doing it for themselves, so Tang Wulin would prioritize supplying them with soul-forged metals first.

The Seven Monsters were filled with anticipation for their three-word battle armor, but this was genuinely not something that could be accomplished in one stroke. They would still need a rather long period of time to complete it.

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Eastsea City, the city by the sea remained as quiet as usual. As one of the biggest cities in Eastsea, it had always been an important centralized area for supplies sourced from the ocean.

On the other hand, Skysea City, not far away from Eastsea City, was the biggest port on the entire continent. The most powerful naval forces, the Eastsea Fleet, was stationed there as well.

Ever since the Hawk Faction gained dominance in the parliament, the Eastsea Fleet’s maneuvers had become more frequent. Even the ordinary public could often see gigantic warships cleaving through the waves in the distance. They could even hear waves of booming sounds indistinctly on certain occasions.

In Eastsea City’s soul train station, a group of nine people walked onto the platform in great strides. They stopped in front of the guest car boarding platform as they awaited the arrival of soul train.

The man walking in front was a youth with refined features. His body was slim and tall while his complexion was warm and glistened like jade. He appeared to be a gentle and delicate person. The people by his side were apparently ordinary youths. Judging by their attire, they appeared to be students from a prestigious academy.

Under close inspection, one would discover that Skysea Academy’s hidden pattern was sewn into their matching uniforms.

The tall youth with a large physique standing next to the leader was occasionally touching his head and pulled at his cloths, mumbling, “It’s really uncomfortable!”

He had long hair that draped across both of his cheeks to conceal his naturally sharp face.

The burly youth on his other side sniggered. “Serves you right. Who’s fault is it that you don’t have any hair.”

The long-hair youth glared at him. “How dare you? Look at that face of yours. You’re just like a peeled chicken egg with your beard shaved. You look like you want to be a gigolo!”

“F*ck. Who are you calling a gigolo?!”

“Enough, both of you!” said the lead youth in an unpleasant tone.

Both of them gave out a huff simultaneously and turned their heads away. The rest of the people by their sides could not help smiling. These two youths never stopped quarreling anyway.

“Why are we taking a soul train?! It would be much better if we drove straight there.” The long-haired youth loosened the muscles on his thick, strong neck.

The leading youth spoke, “The surrounding areas of Skysea City have been engaging in military maneuvers, so it’s very troublesome to enter the city, especially by car. By using the train, we can arrive straight at the center of Skysea City, then someone will come and coordinate with us.”