Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

On the balcony of the teahouse on Shrek Avenue, White Feather and Black sat facing each other, each sipping their tea.

Bai Yu held his teacup, his gaze sweeping over the suddenly noisy crowd below. His eyes were full of amusement, like an detached spectator watching the comedic performance on stage with great interest.

"Don't go too far."

Hei, who was drinking tea and reading a book, looked up at the newborn surrounded by black energy below and immediately realized that this was Bai Yu's "masterpiece" and reminded him.

Such things may be acceptable on a small scale, but once discovered by someone with ulterior motives, they will leave a handle against the perpetrator and bring unnecessary trouble.

Bai Yu took a sip of tea and nodded upon hearing this: "I have a plan. I just want to see if the Tang Clan will lose their composure."

Hei remained noncommittal, nodded, and continued to immerse himself in the world of the book.

Among the new students below.
"Could this be some good-for-nothing who popped up from some backwater?" Seeing so many people standing on her side, Ma Jiaqi's courage swelled even more. "If you're all disciples of the Tang Clan, then I'm the son of Tang San, the ancestor of the Tang Clan!"

"Also, don't think that just because your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, you can call yourself Tang San. The name of Tang San's ancestor is not something someone like you, bearing the title of Tang Sect trash, can impersonate!"

Ma Jiaqi suddenly turned her attention to the unfriendly-looking boy next to Tang Ya.

Even though the other person's martial spirit is similar to his own, and his level is several levels lower, why is the other person qualified to be admitted despite not being eligible?

Is it just because of his identity as a member of the Tang Clan?

Then what about his continuous efforts to improve himself over the past few years?
Evil thoughts kept growing in his mind.
"You're practically asking for death!"

Tang San could no longer tolerate it. The Tang Clan held an extremely heavy place in his heart, and it was not something that could be slandered by some nobody.

Ma Jiaqi saw Tang San suddenly attack her; Tang San's speed was incredibly fast, far exceeding the reaction speed of ordinary people.

However, under everyone's watchful eyes, Ma Jiaqi easily blocked Tang San's Xuan Yu Hand, even knocking Tang San back dozens of meters before stopping.

Tang San, having regained his footing, stared in shock at Ma Jiaqi before him, his eyes filled with disbelief.

His attack just now was something that ordinary people could not withstand, let alone this guy who was much lower level than him.

Du Weiren, who was standing to the side, was also stunned.

Although Tang San's movements were fast, they weren't particularly impressive in his eyes. Yet Ma Jiaqi was able to block them so easily. Could it be that he had misjudged her?
"That's all they're good for. They call themselves disciples of the Tang Clan, but all they know how to do is sneak attacks."

Ma Jiaqi said disdainfully, her tone full of contempt for Tang San's behavior just now.

"What did you say!"

Tang Ya immediately stood in front of Tang San in anger and shouted at Ma Jiaqi, "Say that again if you dare!"

"I'm telling you, all the Tang Clan disciples know is sneak attacks, don't you agree!" Ma Jiaqi shouted at the top of her lungs, then suddenly turned around to face the group behind her, her eyes full of provocation.

"Yes!" The eliminated freshmen immediately erupted in agreement, chattering all at once.

These people missed out on Shrek Academy for various reasons, and they were furious. Since they didn't have a chance themselves, they wouldn't let the Tang Sect disciples have it easy either.

"Let's have a one-on-one fight." Tang Ya's eyes reddened, her voice trembled slightly, and she clenched her fists tightly. Looking at the group of people in front of her, she felt a surge of grievance and anger, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Beibei stood far away, his brows furrowed. Seeing Tang Ya's appearance, his heart tightened, and he was about to step forward to comfort her.

But when he caught a glimpse of Tang San's composed figure out of the corner of his eye, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He gritted his teeth, suppressing his impulse; now was indeed an excellent opportunity to observe.

Ma Jiaqi smirked and retorted without backing down, "A one-on-one fight it is! I want to see what you Tang Clan disciples can do without your sneak attack trick!"

"Enough! Do you even respect me as your teacher?!" Du Weiren was so anxious by the tense situation that cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He hurriedly tried to stop them, but the atmosphere was already tense enough to be on the verge of exploding, and his words were instantly drowned out by the clamor of the crowd.

Someone in the crowd said sarcastically, "Teacher, are you planning to favor the Tang Clan disciples?"

"If that's the case, Shrek Academy is nothing special!"

"They promised to recruit geniuses, but this is what they're really like!"

"The best academy? What a joke!"

The rising and falling jeers were like sharp blades piercing Duvilen's heart.

Du Weiren was so angry at what the students said that he almost vomited blood.

Was it that he didn't want to speak? It was clearly someone who interrupted him! He glared at Tang Ya, signaling her to stop immediately.

Tang Ya naturally noticed Du Weilun's gaze, but mistakenly took it as tacit approval.

Moreover, Tang Sect and Shrek Academy have been friends for generations, so in her opinion, the other party should agree to such a small matter.

"Okay, I promise you!" Tang Ya nodded immediately.

This scene infuriated Du Weiren to the point of rage. He wanted nothing more than to slap her on the spot. As a student of Shrek Academy, how could Tang Ya not know how to be mindful of the occasion?
"Tang San, go! Teach him a lesson!"

Tang San remained silent, staring at Tang Ya with a solemn expression.

Although he wanted to teach Ma Jiaqi a lesson immediately, her arrogant tone made him very unhappy. Did she really think he was a thug who could be summoned at any time?

In the end, Tang San simply nodded slightly, stepped forward slowly, his gaze fixed on Ma Jiaqi like a blade, and a murderous intent surged in his eyes.

According to the rules of the Xuan Tian Bao Lu, this person should already be a dead soul deserving of death, but considering that there are many people and eyes present, it is best to temporarily cripple his hands and feet.

Seeing that things had developed to this point, Du Weilun had no choice but to step in and mediate: "Today is the day for new student registration. I didn't want to cause any trouble, but as a teacher at Shrek Academy, I must say that moderate sparring is allowed at Shrek Academy."

He paused, then said seriously, "However, you must remember 'friendship first, competition second.' Be careful in the competition and never let anyone die."

"Did you two understand?"

"Understood!" Ma Jiaqi and Tang San responded in unison, but the murderous intent flashing in their eyes had already revealed their true thoughts.

In the distance, Bai Yu, who was watching the show with a teacup in hand, wanted to add fuel to the fire, but suddenly noticed a gaze sweeping over him.

Her movements suddenly froze, then a meaningful smile curved her lips as a new mischievous idea began to brew in her mind.
Hei, sitting opposite, naturally noticed that gaze as well.

He hesitated, wondering whether he should immediately step in to stop Bai Yu's nonsense, or turn a blind eye for the time being and intervene before the situation got out of control.

(End of this chapter)