Douluo: Take my dragon vein? Lock your cultivation, why are you crying?

Chapter 71 Assassination
The next morning,

At dawn, Dai Mubai and Oscar in the boys' dormitory started to get up and dress up. As Shrek students for many years, they were used to getting up early for training.
I heard the noise of two people outside the house.
Tang San, who was lying on the bed, sighed deeply, got up from the bed and put on his clothes.

In order to deal with Su Chen's sudden threat, he stayed up almost all night, thinking about how to deal with it.
Judging from the current situation, Su Chen’s strength is definitely more than what it appears to be. He can easily deal with the Dragon Man and the Snake Woman. He is at least at the Soul Douluo level, or even the Titled Douluo as rumored.

Tang San is currently only a Soul Master, and his direct combat power is absolutely not enough to contend with him. The only way to defeat the enemy is to use hidden weapons or poison.
The top hidden weapons in the hidden weapon rankings may have a chance to hurt Su Chen's life, but they are expensive to make, and Tang San currently has no materials to make them.
Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but think of the Buddha's Wrath Lotus he made in his previous life.
That was the first on the hidden weapon rankings, and it was extremely powerful. According to his estimation, even a Titled Douluo would need several people to resist it at the same time to avoid losing their lives.

While it is extremely powerful, it also consumes a lot of materials.

In his previous life, in order to make the Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus, he went to the Tang Sect's inventory countless times, failed several times, and wasted countless natural materials and treasures. Finally, he was able to truly make this unique weapon.

But it is probably too difficult to regain the glory in this life.

"Oh, forget it, I won't think too much about it for now. At least Su Chen doesn't have any intention of killing me."

Feeling powerless, Tang San could only reluctantly give up his assassination plan temporarily.

He forced himself to stay alert and quickly followed Dai Mubai and the others to the training ground.

"Xiao San, what were you doing last night? Why are you so listless?"

Dai Mubai asked curiously,
Although the physical fitness of low-level soul masters is stronger than that of ordinary people, normal rest must be guaranteed, otherwise they will suffer from lack of energy and physical decline.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about something. I slept a little late yesterday."

Tang San casually answered perfunctorily, then thought for a moment and looked at Dai Mubai seriously, "Boss Dai, how are you doing over at Xing Luo?"

In Tang San's current understanding, Dai Mubai is after all a prince of the empire, his status and identity are top-notch, and the financial and human resources he can mobilize should not be lacking.

Dai Mubai's eyes darkened, "Oh, not so good."

"I have an older brother, and Zhuqing has an older sister. Due to their age, their cultivation is far superior to Zhuqing and me. Their talents are definitely not weaker than Zhuqing and me, so there is almost no possibility of a comeback."

"It is for this reason that many ministers in the court chose to support the eldest prince. I came to Shrek to seek refuge as well."

Dai Mubai did not hide anything.
Anyway, everyone knows that he is the prince, so there is no harm in saying more.

However, his words made Tang San's eyes light up.
"I've heard about the fight for the throne in Xing Luo. After the previous heir dies, the heirs will definitely kill each other, and finally the best one will be selected."

"In other words, if your brother dies, you will be the only heir?"

Dai Mubai's mouth twitched. He really didn't expect that Tang San would think of killing so quickly after just listening to a few words from him.
After pondering for a moment, he stammered and gave a reply, "That's right. If my brother is really dead, then the throne can only be inherited by me, and all forces will flock to me again."

"But my brother has many masters under his command, who are beyond my ability to deal with. If we really die, I'm afraid I'll be the first to die..."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Tang San said confidently,

The reason why the Tang Clan has such a great reputation in the martial arts world is because of its assassination skills.

Hidden weapons and poisons can only exert their greatest power in assassinations and sneak attacks. Tang San has enough confidence that as long as he waits for a suitable opportunity, he will definitely be able to get rid of the Xingdou Prince without anyone noticing.

"It's not that serious, it's just..."

Dai Mubai's weak character reappeared.

From the beginning, he never thought that he could fight against his brother. They were not as powerful as him, and their personal strength was the same.
So he just wanted to live a carefree life for a few years, and when the emperor really passed away, it would be worth his life if he was killed by his brother.

Tang San held his forehead with his hand. No wonder other forces would choose his brother and give up Dai Mubai.

With such a weak character, he is not fit to be an emperor.

But it's okay. His personality makes it easier for me to control him so that he won't backfire on me.

Tang San stepped forward and patted his shoulder, saying earnestly: "Alright, think about it again, we are brothers anyway, if you figure it out, just tell me."

"Yeah!" Dai Mubai nodded heavily, with emotion in his eyes. He obviously regarded Tang San's behavior as a deep brotherly love.

After discussing for a few words, the two quickly came to the training ground to meet up with the others. All the students on the field were already there.
Zhao Wuji looked at the two people who came late, but he was not angry. "What's wrong with you two? You two are the most active besides Oscar on weekdays."

Tang San smiled and said, "Sorry, Mr. Zhao, I have some personal matters to deal with."

"Okay, be careful next time." Zhao Wuji didn't care too much and said, "I will be in charge of your classes today."

"Where's Dean Fu? Isn't he usually in charge in the morning?"

Oscar asked. Over the years in the academy, Flanders would arrive on time for most morning assemblies and do morning exercises with them.

When Zhao Wuji heard Oscar ask this, the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
Flanders' condition last night really frightened him. His soul power was disrupted, his martial soul's origin was damaged, and his meridians were broken in many places. It can be said that he was only a step away from death.
Of course, there is no need to explain this matter to the outside world to avoid causing confusion.

He coughed twice and said in a serious tone, "The dean has to go into the city for something today, so I will take your place in the class."

After saying that, fearing that Oscar might ask more questions, he looked at Oscar coldly and added, "According to someone, I, Zhao Wuji, am not qualified to teach you?"

"No no."

Oscar quickly smiled and shut up.
Zhao Wuji has the hottest temper among all the teachers. It can be said that being beaten is the least of the problems if you provoke him.

"That's more like it. No more nonsense. During this interstellar journey, you have all improved. We at Shrek have even gained four more Soul Master students."

"So, today's lesson is sparring, so that you can master your new spirit skills and strength."

Zhao Wuji put his hands behind his back and said calmly,

In the academy, sparring is essential, especially for students who have just made a breakthrough. They must master their strength thoroughly before they can go to the dangerous fighting spirit arena to compete.

Seeing no one refutes,
Zhao Wuji then announced the order of the matches, "The first match is Tang San versus Zhu Zhuqing."

(End of this chapter)