Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

The corridor of the girls' dormitory.

As Ning Tian and Wu Feng walked out of Bai Yu's room and closed the door, Wu Feng could no longer hold back and said, "Young Master, why have you been holding back? We're both dragons, why are you avoiding her? I don't believe she can kill me instantly!"

Upon hearing this question, Ning Tian paused, turned to look at Wu Feng, and looked at him as if he were a fool.

"Fengmei, I've just realized that you're only braver than Xiaoze, but not as smart."

"what?"

"This isn't the right place to explain!" Ning Tian gestured for Wu Feng to follow him, explaining as they walked, "Feng Mei, it's true your martial soul is a dragon, but can your dragon be the same as theirs?"

"Young Master, we'll only know after we've competed!" Wu Feng replied somewhat defiantly.

She feels that she has grown up now, and even if she can't beat them, she can at least fight those "monsters" to a standstill.

She refused to believe that these guys were all ridiculously strong!

Seeing this, Ning Tian realized that if he didn't make Wu Feng suffer a little, she would become too confident over the past few years.

“Okay!” Ning Tian arrived at his dormitory door, opened it, and went inside, saying, “If you can beat one of them in the freshman competition, I won’t interfere with how you manage Lei Ze afterward, okay?”

"Okay!" Wu Feng agreed without even thinking.

Looking at the confident Wu Feng in front of him, Ning Tian swallowed back the words he was about to say.

She wanted to say that her intuition told her that even with her help, they might not be able to win.

Seeing Wu Feng's confidence, she decided not to continue trying to discourage him.

In time, reality will teach Wu Feng a bloody lesson.

Male dormitory
Hei had just fallen asleep when he opened his eyes again and found himself in an unfamiliar space.

He looked around warily, realizing that this was not the familiar Sea of ​​Spirits.

He did not rush to look around, but remained in a guarded posture, standing motionless in place.

I have a vague feeling that all of this must be the work of some mysterious figure, but who exactly is it? It's so hard to guess!
In the realm of gods, taking advantage of the God of Destruction's absence, the Sea God Tang San secretly used a wisp of divine consciousness residing within Xiao Qi's body to lure the genius boy named Hei into a meticulously woven dream.

As for Bai Yu, that exceptionally talented girl, given the current situation, it's difficult for me to directly interfere, so I've decided to start with a relatively easy target to break through.

Unable to use their spirit fusion skill, Hei and Xiao Qi attempted to create an opportunity to trigger the fusion, gradually progressing from two-person cooperation to three-person coordination, ultimately building a stable combination like the old Golden Iron Triangle.

"If my teacher could know this from beyond the grave, he would be deeply gratified." Tang San's eyes trembled slightly as memories of his time with his mentor flooded back.

This carefully prepared opportunity was tailor-made for Huo Yuhao and his sister, but the Douluo Continent remained stubborn and prejudiced.

Rejecting this golden opportunity is tantamount to cutting off one's own future. Such a narrow-minded and short-sighted move will ultimately lead to its own downfall and death!

But now, his meticulously crafted dream has drawn the genius boy Hei into this world.

However, Black stood still, showing no sign of taking any action.

Tang San, the Sea God, was overwhelmed with complex emotions and didn't know what to do. In the end, he decided to use that wisp of divine sense to search for Hei himself.

As Hei pondered a way to break the deadlock, he suddenly sensed an approaching presence. He looked up and saw a golden figure appear before him.

Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he was certain that the figure was none other than the Sea God Tang San.

"What? You want to create an opportunity for me and Wang Dong to use our Martial Soul Fusion Technique?" Hei Xin sneered. "You really are making the most of your daughter." If there were a contest for the most despicable character, Tang San would definitely be the undisputed champion.

Hei stared at the golden figure before him, and the golden figure silently looked back down.

The two remained silent for several minutes, neither of them speaking.

Hei was pondering what this guy was going to say, while Poseidon Tang San was waiting for Hei to speak first so that he could respond in a very "cool" way.

However, after waiting for several minutes, the boy in front of him still did not ask a question.

Tang San couldn't hold back any longer and spoke first: "Little guy, what's your name?"

"Tang San!" His dark face remained unchanged, his tone calm, as if he were stating an undeniable fact.

Sea God Tang San: "."

At this moment, Tang San, the Sea God, swallowed hard, unsure of what to say, and fell into a daze.

"Little guy, are you sure your name is Tang San?" Sea God Tang San took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and asked again in a deep voice, "I hope you answer truthfully, otherwise you will miss a tremendous opportunity."

Hei remained calm, a mysterious smile playing on his lips: "My real name is Tang Hao!"

A deathly silence filled the air. In the realm of gods, the sea god Tang San's divine sense surged violently, his knuckles white as he gripped the trident. For a fleeting moment, he wished he could control his divine sense and pierce the boy before him with the trident!

Seeing that this guy showed no sign of leaving, Hei was too lazy to argue with him any longer and asked irritably, "Old man, when you ask someone's name, shouldn't you introduce yourself first? Didn't your teacher teach you this basic manners?"

"..." Poseidon Tang San took a few deep breaths, suppressing the anger in his heart, and introduced himself: "You can call me Old Tang."

"Then you can call me Tang San!"

Tang San's expression froze for a moment, and before he could question him, Hei Jian explained, "Old Tang, you won't even tell me your real name, so I'll use my idol's name to even things out."

Tang San, who was initially angry, instantly lost his anger upon hearing these words.

After all that, it turns out they were his own fans!

"Then I'll still call you little guy!"

“Okay!” Blackie nodded and asked, “So, what do you want to tell me?”

Seeing that the atmosphere was right and Tang San was about to start his persuasive act, the space suddenly fluctuated violently and began to collapse.

Sea God Tang San looked completely bewildered: "???"

As Hei watched this space begin to collapse, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.

There's a Tang Monk here, and now a little one's here. Am I some kind of Tang Monk's flesh?
Tang San in the God Realm never imagined that the dream space he had carefully woven would be destroyed in one fell swoop by his clone!
"Aaaaah, Tang San! You're courting death!" The blue-gold divine patterns around Tang San, the Sea God, trembled violently. He was clearly blinded by rage, and his words were filled with irrational roars.

"Third Brother, why are you cursing yourself?" Xiao Wu, who had just fallen into a light sleep, was awakened by the roar. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she frowned slightly and asked with a hint of reproach.

Tang San froze, his fingertips unconsciously curling up slightly.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging anger, and softened his voice: "Xiao Wu, you misheard. Go to sleep, don't catch a cold."

Xiao Wu mumbled something, shifted closer to the soft cloud-shaped couch, and quickly fell asleep again. A faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips. In the world of dreams, she could see her mother whom she missed day and night again.

(End of this chapter)