EndlessFantasy Translation

  EndlessFantasy Translation

  In the beginning, they clashed. Then En Ci easily fended off Tang Wulin and subsequently suppressed him with his domain. In the end, Tang Wulin launched a series of counterattacks.

  The entire process did not have a pause. Tang Wulin had been teetering at the edge of his limits.

  He blocked En Ci’s attack and withstood a powerful impact. Then, he launched his domineering counterattack. He utilized his Blood Golden Dragon Domain, Dragon Clan’s power saber, and Millennium Cloud floating in the heavens. He practically used everything in his arsenal. In the end, he finally heard the voice which he himself dared not imagine.

  En Ci stood where he was. He seemed to have lost his soul. He was panting heavily. However, his panting was more due to fear than exhaustion.

  Naturally, he was able to withstand Tang Wulin’s attack just now. Even though his various abilities had been momentarily sealed, with his Limit Douluo’s cultivation base, Tang Wulin was still unable to break through.

  However, Tang Wulin was not aiming to break his defenses, he was distorting time itself. He instantly understood what his opponent was doing.

  He was completely capable of counterattacking afterward and even kill Tang Wulin. However, he clearly felt that if he were to be hit by Tang Wulin’s attack, his life energy would surely have diminished sharply. His life would be cut short by three years, at least.

  For a young man, taking three years away from his life was nothing to be too concerned about. However, for an old man who stood at the pinnacle of the continent but whose life was like a dying candle in the wind, three years was too precious.

  Blood Golden Dragon Domain was Tang Wulin’s surprise, the Dragon Clan’s power saber was the “great surprise” Tang Wulin gave to En Ci, while the final Millennium Cloud was his true shot at obtaining victory.

  The entire battle before this moment was to make sure that he had the opportunity to unleash the Millennium Cloud.

  If En Ci had his battle armor, he would have countless ways of running away before the Millennium Cloud hit him.

  However, he dared not receive the baptism of time when he had nothing at all.

  When a person felt that his life was threatened, he would choose the most selfish option in the blink of an eye. This was normal for humans. It was a choice anybody would make, let alone En Ci.

  Even if Dai Tianling were to make a choice for En Ci, he would have also chosen to let En Ci admit defeat at this moment. A Limit Douluo with three more years of life was worth much more than the brief glory the empire would enjoy. This was especially true when war was brewing at their doorstep.

  The entire coliseum was silent.

  This……

  This……

  This……

  It ended. The final match of the Battle of Five Gods, the battle armor battle had ended!

  To everyone’s surprise, the winner was him, it was still him. It really was him!

  The Battle of Five Gods and five straight wins. He went against an entire nation on his own. He did it!

  When nobody thought highly of him and even his companions thought that he could not win a single match, he had brought home a complete victory.

  This was Tang Sect’s victory, and also its glory.

  He was Shrek’s hope and this was the beginning of rebuilding Shrek.

  At this moment, Tang Wulin was not fighting alone. Behind him stood thousands upon thousands of Tang Sect and Shrek members. They were all supporting him no matter what.

  Even in the Star Luo Empire, he had thousands and thousands of supporters.

  He had won. Throughout the Battle of Five Gods, he had experienced the mecha battle, spirit soul battle, soul master battle, weapon battle, and battle armor battle.

  He had emerged victorious in all five matches. He had made himself a legend.

  Yes, at this moment he was a legend in the Star Luo Empire. He was also a legend for Tang Sect and Shrek Academy. At this moment, his name would surely impress the three continents and his fame would spread across the four seas.

  He had been firm and indomitable since he was young. All these years, he endured many hardships as he cultivated and suffered countless tribulations. At this very moment, they did not seem significant anymore.

  The Battle of Five Gods was going against an entire nation on his own and he had won. He was the final victor!

  In this instant, he felt extremely big and tall. Even his own blood essence was wildly rising at the moment.

  ‘With the witnessing eyes of the masses, I have won the Battle of Five Gods!’


  Tang Wulin slowly raised his Golden Dragon Spear. In his other hand, he released the Atlas Divine Spear again and raised it high as well.

  Shrek would surely return. Eternal glory to the Tang Sect.

  Long live Tang Sect! Long live Shrek!

  Tang Wulin’s eyes were moist. No matter how calm and poised he appeared before the Battle of Five Gods, no matter how simple the goals he set for himself were, as an actual participant and the leader of Tang Sect and Shrek Academy, he was the only one who knew how much pressure he had been carrying all this while.

  Everything could only be truly released at this moment. Everything seemed unimportant now.

  He had won. He did not humiliate Tang Sect. He had lived up to the name of the current generation of Shrek Seven Monsters.

  He was Tang Sect’s Sect Master, Sea God Pavilion’s Pavilion Master Tang Wulin. From this moment on, he lived up to that name!

  Cheers rose and fell from the audience.

  “Legend!” A voice came from the crowd.

  In the next instant, the Smiley Face Douluo could no longer contain his own emotions. He could not care less about the feelings of the emperor Dai Tiangling beside him. He stood up suddenly and howled furiously at the skies. He projected his voice to every corner of the coliseum with his soul power.

  “Legend!”


  “Legend! Legend! Legend!”


  The cheers that sounded like howling mountains and roaring seas were supporting the two spears that pointed toward the heavens.

  He was a legend, a legend of today.

  In the chartered room, Zhang Geyang was ghastly pale. He smashed the tables and chairs before he stormed out of the room. Gu Yuena still stood there before the window as she silently looked on at the center of the competition stage. Her gaze was on the man who was filled with radiance.

  Yes, he was her man, the man she loved. It was precisely because of her understanding of him that she knew how difficult it had been for him to be where he was right now.

  He had been tirelessly cultivating for countless days and nights. He had been rebelling against his meager natural talents.

  Regardless of how many tribulations or blows he took, he had always been able to get back on his feet.

  His outstanding qualities were not something that he was born with. Everything he had today was the fruit of his own hard work.

  Was he truly happy? She knew that he practically had no happy experiences. He had spent more of his time moving forward in his endless struggle for improvement. His goals had shifted from having a family to rebuilding the academy, and now it had shifted to managing the Tang Sect. Countless heavy responsibilities weighed down on his shoulders, but he made it through nonetheless.

  He was a true proud son of the heavens. No, he was not a proud son of the heavens, he was their pride.

  The favor of the lord of the plane never made him prideful, he instead became friendlier as he felt the weight of his responsibilities.

  He had won the Battle of Five Gods. Regardless of the process, regardless of how many excuses the Star Luo Empire put up, the final victor was him and him alone.

  He was a legend. At this moment, he had truly become a legend.

  In a corner of the coliseum, a girl had tears streaming down her face. She mumbled to herself, “Father, see that? He’s the man I’ve chosen. Do you understand why I did what I did? You’re wrong, you really were. You were wrong from the very beginning. You’re too proud and you’ve underestimated him too much. Now, he’s a hero and a legend. As your daughter, the only thing I can do is to make this legend stay no matter the cost, for the empire.”


  En Ci dejectedly walked down the stage. A wry smile hung on the edges of his lips.

  His initial plan was to make sure this match ended in a draw, it even seemed like charity back then. However, that did not work out. He had lost, he had chosen to yield to his own surprise. The instant when he yielded, he understood that the halo above his head had vanished.

  Anyone else could yield, but not him. If he lost, it meant that the most powerful person in the empire had lost.

  Although he was not actually enveloped by the Millennium Cloud, En Ci appeared to have aged considerably at this moment. When he walked down the stage, his steps were heavy, and he almost fell down.