Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 42 Blade: You're in the way
Soon,
Tang San's words poured out like a flood, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to release all the resentment that had been pent up in his heart for a long time at once.

His voice was sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low, and every word was like a sharp knife, pointing directly to the flaws of the blade.

"Teacher, you don't know what kind of person he is. He is simply stubborn! He is no different from a madman. When he gets mad, he doesn't care about his relatives!" Tang San said angrily, his eyes almost spitting fire.

He waved his arms, describing Blade's violent tendencies, "People like him are simply a disaster! Nothing good will come of this for the academy or the teachers!"

唐三继续揭露刃的身世：“老师你知道吗？刃他是个孤儿，从小缺爱！所以他只会用拳头解决问题，除了揍人，他还有什么别的本事？！”

He sneered and said disdainfully, "How could a person like him listen to you, teacher?"

Tang San's mouth was like a runaway train, running wildly all the way, constantly complaining about Ren's faults. Gangzi, who was standing by, was stunned. He didn't expect Tang San to have such a big opinion about Ren.

In order to interrupt this "accusation", Gangzi quickly found an excuse and asked Tang San to register his and Ren's student information.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San's departing back, thinking to himself. Although Tang San's words were mostly negative, he felt much more at ease.

After all, understanding a person's weaknesses means having more control over that person.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smug smile, as if he had already seen the day when he would successfully grasp the blade.

In Yu Xiaogang's eyes, a stubborn student like Ren is a godsend and the easiest to control.

They are not like those students who appear obedient on the surface but have countless little thoughts in their hearts. Those people wear masks of hypocrisy, making them elusive and truly difficult to deal with.

Ren is different. He is straightforward, goal-oriented, and has an almost obsessive love for fighting. In Yu Xiaogang's opinion, these are the precious qualities required for martial arts training.

The simplicity and directness of the blade made Yu Xiaogang feel extremely relaxed. He did not have those complicated and changeable thoughts, and Yu Xiaogang did not need to guess the intentions behind his every move.

Such students, with just a little guidance, can become a sharp sword in his hands.

Yu Xiaogang smiled slightly, and recalled the experience of being beaten up by Ren before, and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

At that time, he really thought that Ren was his enemy and was full of fear of Ren.

But now, after some understanding, Yu Xiaogang, as a master, has regained his confidence.

He knew that Ren's lack of love and fear of strangers were weaknesses that he could exploit.

He believed that although he was unkind to women, he would devote his heart and soul to the disciple who could help him become famous in the mainland.

As long as you give Ren a little care and let him feel the long-lost warmth, Ren will naturally regard him as a father-like figure like Tang San.

With some understanding and care, wouldn't Ren be obedient?

Yu Xiaogang became more and more certain in his heart. As long as a child like Ren was not heartless and was not a dead person, how could he not be moved by his sincerity?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, as if he had already seen the talented disciples he had trained making their mark on the continent.

He sat there with anticipation on his face, quietly waiting for Tang San to bring in the blade.

With ambition and expectation flashing in his eyes, Yu Xiaogang was ready to welcome his second talented apprentice.

On the other side, Tang San pushed open the tightly closed door, and his body switched states almost instantly.

The gnashing of teeth and the ferocious look on his face when he was whispering about Ren behind the door seemed like just an illusion.

He closed the door gently, as gentle as if he was protecting a fragile treasure.

In an instant, Tang San's expression became simple and sincere. He stood quietly beside Ren, afraid that his arrival would disturb Ren's tranquility as he closed his eyes and thought deeply.

He waited patiently until Blade's blood-red eyes slowly opened and discovered his presence. Then Tang San spoke cautiously:
"Brother Ren, I have just officially recognized the master as my teacher. The teacher really wants to talk to you. I will help you register for school now.

If you want, I can open the door for you. If you don't want to go now, you can wait for me here. I will come back to find you after I'm done, okay?" Ren's thoughts gradually withdrew from the deep thinking of the task. His blood-red eyes stared at Tang San with a hint of amusement, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

Time passed in silence. After a moment, the corners of Ren's mouth slowly curled up into an arc, which contained a bit of sarcasm and mockery.

Then, his five bandaged fingers suddenly pressed lightly on his angular face, and a crazy and hoarse laughter broke out instantly, echoing in the corridor, making people shudder.

"Hehehehahahahahaha!"

Not long after, the laughter stopped abruptly, and Ren put down his hand. He still had a playful and evil smile on his face, and his voice was low and powerful, as if carrying an unquestionable majesty:

"teacher?"

His eyes were fixed on Tang San's face, and his tone revealed an inexplicable interest: "Tang San, you always bring me unexpected surprises."

The corners of Ren's mouth curled up into an even more obvious sarcastic smile, and there was a hint of disdain in his words:
"One piece of trash found another piece of trash."

As he finished speaking, there seemed to be an indescribable tension and subtlety in the air.

Hearing this, Tang San's expression instantly became as ugly as if his own mother had died. His body trembled involuntarily, and anger surged in his chest, almost drowning his reason.

His back teeth were clenched so tightly that they seemed about to break like those of his new father, and his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from excessive force.

However, even though anger filled every cell in his body, Tang San forced himself not to explode.

He was aware of his own strength and knew that he was no match for Blade.

The father he had just acknowledged was obviously a theoretical expert. Previous facts had proved that he was no match for Blade in actual combat.

Tang San tried his best to suppress the rage that was about to burst out. He cursed Blade secretly, cursing him thousands of times in his heart that Blade should be cut into pieces and die tens of millions of times.

But in addition to being angry, he was also thinking that his teacher could see through his twin martial souls with just a certificate. This kind of vision is definitely not something that ordinary people can achieve.

This is a world of difference compared to the scene that damn guy Ren secretly observed when his martial soul awakened!

How could his teacher be a waste! Besides, he, Tang San, is the protagonist, he can't be surrounded by waste!

After calming down a little, Tang San forced out a smile and said in a flattering tone:

"Ahem, Brother Ren, please forgive me for making a fool of myself. So, are you still planning to go in and see the teacher?"

There was a barely perceptible hint of respect in his voice, but his eyes concealed a hint of reluctance and expectation.

Hearing this, a hint of uncontrollable madness flashed in Ren's blood-red eyes. His gaze was as sharp as a blade, piercing straight at Tang San.

Because Tang San was now acting in front of him, his reaction was no longer pure, and his acting progress was not much improved.

As for Yu Xiaogang, now is a great opportunity to earn role-playing progress! Gangzi's price is much to pay back!

Ren's eyes were cold and he glanced at Tang San with contempt, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

There was a hint of cold murderous intent in his tone. The four simple words that came out of his mouth were like a thousand-pound hammer hitting Tang San's heart.

"You're in the way."

This sentence was light and yet full of unquestionable majesty.

Ren's voice was low and powerful, and every word sounded as if it had been soaked in ice water, making people shudder.

Tang San's body shook involuntarily. He quickly stepped back a few steps to make way, with a trace of fear and helplessness in his eyes.

Ren snorted disdainfully, took a step forward and walked towards the room where Yu Xiaogang was, leaving Tang San standing there with an embarrassed look on his face.
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(End of this chapter)