Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Tang San thought that his second spirit ring was purple, which meant he was already exceptionally talented.

Even after hearing that Dai Huabin had broken through to the third ring and become a Soul Master, he didn't care too much.

However, the three purple soul rings in front of them, especially the third one with its faint blackish hue, are enough to prove that they are nearly ten thousand years old.

"This family is full of monsters!" Tang San thought to himself.

Although I had long heard that this family produced many geniuses and was very powerful, I never expected them to be so extraordinary.

If Tang San had witnessed the test of strength between Mo Yan and Bai Yu back then, he probably wouldn't be so shocked now.

At that time, he might not have rushed to see Wang Dong in such a hurry, but instead made full preparations before coming cautiously.

This wasn't the time to think about such things. Tang San was plotting how to escape. He knew he was no match for the person in front of him, and if they fought, he might wake up Xiao Qi, who was fast asleep.

How will Xiaoqi view herself then?

What are you afraid of?

The moment Tang San summoned the Blue Silver Grass, Wang Dong suddenly sat up in bed.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw Tang San's back standing in front of the bed. Instantly, she was wide awake and asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Dong's soul power surged, and the Goddess of Light Butterfly Martial Soul suddenly appeared, with two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, rising from his feet.

"First Soul Skill - Winged Guillotine!"

With a crisp, clear shout, sharp golden light emanated from the edges of the butterfly wings behind Wang Dong, like golden blades slashing towards Tang Sanfei.

Tang San moved swiftly, using the Ghost Shadow Step to skillfully evade the fierce attack.

Just as he was about to take the opportunity to run out the window, a large number of chains suddenly appeared all around him, like flowing rivers of light, wrapping around his limbs at a speed that was impossible to see with the naked eye.

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, and he reflexively tried to use Ghost Shadow Steps, but the speed of those silver chains far exceeded his expectations. Before he could react, they had firmly bound his limbs.

The chains dug into his flesh, and the chill seeped into his bones through his skin.

He struggled desperately, but the chains tightened more and more as if they were alive, and sharp pains came from where he was bound, causing him to groan in pain.

Just then, Wang Dongfei approached the man in black who was controlling the chains.

Upon recognizing Tang San as the bound person, she asked with a face full of confusion, "How could it be Tang San? What is he doing here?"

Hei remained silent, simply taking out the photos he had just taken with his camera and tossing them to Wang Dong with a blank expression.

The moment Wang Dong received the photo, he stood frozen in place, his face filled with shock and disbelief.

At this moment, Hei spoke up to explain, "If this scene hadn't been filmed beforehand, he probably would have reached out and touched your face."

"Blackie, how long can these chains hold him?"

"He won't be able to break free without my permission!"

"That's good." Wang Dong's tone was as cold as ice, his eyes surging with undisguised killing intent. He never expected to run into such a pervert on his very first day of training. No wonder the other party wasn't from the Haotian Sect; such behavior was truly disgusting.

If this person is truly a disciple of the Haotian Sect, the disciples in the sect would probably sleep in fear every day, as if they were raising a ghost in the sect!

"Second Soul Skill! Butterfly God's Light!"

Wang Dong angrily unleashed his second soul skill, his soul power transforming into golden light patterns that flowed across the butterfly's wings before shooting out small orbs of light that exploded with a deafening roar.

The immense destructive force, imbued with the aura of light, struck directly at Tang San, who was currently bound and unable to move. Tang San stared intently at the approaching Butterfly God's Light, a chilling sense of death instantly engulfing his entire body.

He struggled frantically, but the chains binding him were like living pythons, tightening their grip and making it impossible for him to break free.

"Little me. Ahhh."

Intense pain surged through him like a tidal wave, and Tang San could no longer hold back. His roar echoed throughout the dormitory area, instantly waking everyone in the freshman dormitory building from their sleep.

The dormitory supervisor was the first to arrive at the scene. As soon as he opened the door, he was stunned by what he saw and asked in astonishment, "What happened?"

At this moment, Tang San's limbs were tightly bound by silver chains, and a hideous wound was visible across his body.

Overwhelmed by excruciating pain, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

"Hu-hu-hu-"

Wang Dong was panting heavily, her anger having subsided considerably. She turned to the dormitory supervisor and said urgently, "Teacher, there's a pervert here!" As she spoke, she handed over the photo in her hand.

When the dormitory supervisor saw this photo, her expression froze instantly.

Just this afternoon, Dean Yan specifically instructed him to take good care of Tang San, but unexpectedly, this happened.

And isn't this just too outrageous?
If word gets out about this, how many new students will be willing to stay in this dormitory?
"Teacher, if I hadn't woken up early, I really don't know what would have happened. What do you think we should do about this?"

At this moment, Hei stepped forward, staring intently at the dormitory supervisor, his tone full of doubt.

Now that he has finally managed to develop a good relationship with Wang Dong, and at the same time, he can also make Wang Dong feel hostile towards Tang San, he can't let such a rare opportunity slip by.

The dormitory supervisor took a deep breath and said slowly, "Boys, I will definitely give you an explanation for what happened today."

"I'll take Tang San to see Dean Yan first; you all get some rest."

"No, let him come to us, otherwise who knows if you'll cover for him!"

Wang Dong also noticed something amiss; this Tang San in front of him definitely had a powerful background.

After all, there must be something fishy about how someone could injure the second son of the White Tiger Duke and remain here unharmed!

Upon hearing Wang Dong's words, the dormitory supervisor looked troubled: "Student, this will put me in a difficult position."

"Difficult to handle?" Wang Dong frowned. It seemed he could no longer keep a low profile.

He directly pulled out the token exclusive to the young master of the Haotian Sect and threw it to the dormitory supervisor: "No matter how difficult it is, you have to do it! Go tell your dean that I am the young master of the Haotian Sect."

If this matter isn't handled well today, my elders will step in to resolve it.

At this moment, Wang Dong got serious.

If the higher-ups at Shrek Academy cannot give him an answer this time, he plans to return to his sect and invite his eldest and second uncles to "visit" Shrek Academy.

Moreover, he is increasingly suspicious that the school's reputation for excellence is nothing more than a facade.

Tang San is indeed exceptionally strong, but his character is truly questionable.

If someone like that can get admitted, Shrek Academy's admission standards are truly appalling.
The dormitory supervisor was stunned when she received the token.

He couldn't help but glance at Tang San, who was still tied up there, and wondered to himself, "Kid, are you planning to carry on the saying 'Those who don't cause trouble are mediocre' to the very end?"

(End of this chapter)