Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Fan Yu walked into the classroom, completely ignoring Du Weiren standing to the side, and anxiously searched for his wife.

When he saw Zhou Yi's face, swollen like a pig's head, his heart tightened. He immediately rushed forward to support her and anxiously asked, "Are you alright, Zhou Yi?"

Zhou Yi, who was still somewhat dazed, grasped Fan Yu's arm tightly upon hearing his voice, as if she had found a lifeline. She pleaded with him, her voice trembling with tears, "Fan Yu, you must avenge me! That Du Weilun dared to slap me! You must avenge me!"

Zhou Yi was so fearless because she had Fan Yu as her backer.

Her husband is the head of the Soul Guidance Department. He is not only an 80th-level Soul Douluo with a soul power level comparable to Du Weilun, but also an 8th-level Soul Master. This is undoubtedly her greatest source of confidence.

Fan Yu looked at Zhou Yi, who had been beaten up like this, and was filled with doubt, but even more so with anger.

He never expected that Du Weiren would be so disrespectful to him as to lay a hand on his wife.

"Director Du, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Fan Yu gently put Zhou Yi down, stood up, turned around, and stared at Du Weilun with piercing eyes, her anger evident.

“An explanation?” Du Weiren sneered. “You’d better ask your dear wife what she’s done first.”

Fan Yu glanced back at Zhou Yi, his reason telling him he should ask for the reason.

But when he saw his wife's swollen and deformed face again, his anger instantly overwhelmed his reason.

In his view, this matter was no longer about right or wrong; Du Weilin's behavior was undoubtedly a blatant slap in the face to Fan Yu.

"It seems we have no choice but to fight." Before he finished speaking, Fan Yu unleashed his powerful martial spirit, and all eight spirit rings lit up in succession.

Regardless of whether Zhou Yi was wrong or not, he had to save face at this moment—his own people had been bullied, how could he command respect in the future, and how could he maintain his position as the head of the Soul Guidance Department?

Du Weilun, seeing Fan Yu's reaction, seemed to have anticipated it and immediately released his own martial soul and eight soul rings.

In an instant, the two powerful auras swept through the entire classroom like a surging tide. The desks and chairs in the classroom began to tilt and fall, and dense, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the walls.

"No, they're really fighting?" Xiao Xiao exclaimed, covering her mouth. She never imagined that it was one thing for Shrek students to fight, but for even the headmaster of the academy to get involved!

Although it is unclear what Fan Yu's position is, his eighth-ring cultivation level is enough to show that he is on equal footing with Director Du Weilun.

Wang Dong was momentarily speechless, glancing at Hei Yu and Bai Yu beside him to see how they would react.

But when Wang Dong saw Hei and Bai Yu's reactions, he was instantly stunned.

Bai Yu deftly caught the flying chair, casually placed it down, and then sat down to watch the show; Hei, meanwhile, stroked his chin, enjoying the contest between the two directors with great interest.

The siblings' calm demeanor made Wang Dong's lips twitch uncontrollably.

He suddenly realized that this brother and sister were really quite eccentric.

"Brother, should we call Mo Yan over and bring some popcorn?" Bai Yu asked telepathically, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Hei, who was secretly wondering if the two would really come to blows, glanced helplessly at his sister upon hearing this. This girl was actually thinking about popcorn.

He relayed his soul power back: "Go ask him yourself."

"OK!" With tacit approval, Bai Yu immediately contacted Senior Mo Yan, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the popcorn.

Outside the Sea God Pavilion, Mo Yan, who was skipping class to relax, suddenly received a mental link from Bai Yu. She answered sleepily, her tone languid: "What's up, Bai Yu?"

Hearing that lazy voice, Bai Yu immediately guessed that Mo Yan must have skipped class again.

She quickly asked, "Senior Mo Yan, could you bring us some popcorn?"

"I refuse." Mo Yan rejected the offer without even thinking.

She simply couldn't muster the energy to move.

Seeing that Mo Yan refused before even hearing the rest of the sentence, Bai Yu remained calm and dropped a bombshell: "Mo Yan, Directors Du Weilun and Fan Yu are fighting, and they urgently need popcorn to save the day!"

Mo Yan, who was originally planning to hang up the link, paused briefly upon hearing this.

A moment later, she said crisply, "I'll be there in five minutes." After saying that, she severed the mental link, got out of bed, and began to prepare.

Dugu Luo, who was studying poisons nearby, saw Lord Mo Yan get up and asked curiously, "Lord Mo Yan, where are you going?"

"There's a good show to watch, wanna join in?" Mo Yan raised an eyebrow, a sly glint in his eyes.

Dugu Luo glanced at the poison bottle on the table, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head in refusal: "I think I'll pass, I haven't finished the experiment I'm working on yet."

"That's such a pity. The two directors are going to clash. If you're not going, then forget it." Mo Yan deliberately dragged out his words, as if casually revealing the news.

Dugu Luo, who was about to continue preparing the medicine, suddenly froze. After a long silence, he quickly stood up and said solemnly, "Wait for me, Lord Mo Yan!"

How could Dugu Luo possibly miss a scene like this, where two directors were fighting? Besides, Du Weilun was probably one of the directors!
Seeing Dugu Luo's anxious look, Mo Yan smiled smugly and winked mischievously: "Then, Luo, go buy me some popcorn first. It'll be more fun to eat while watching the show."

Dugu Luo instantly realized what was happening and pursed her lips helplessly—it turned out that Mo Yan had been waiting here all along to "trick" her!
What a despicable Lord Mo Yan!

Beside Poseidon Lake, Moon sat there, basking in the sun and enjoying the breeze.

Suddenly, he spotted the figures of Mo Yan and Dugu Luo, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Where are you two planning to run off to instead of attending class?"

Mu En was already used to Dugu Luo and Mo Yan skipping classes. In fact, all the teachers and elders in the inner academy turned a blind eye to it—after all, they were geniuses, so what was wrong with having a little privilege?

Upon hearing Mu En's question, Mo Yan paused, exchanged a glance with Dugu Luo, and grinned mischievously: "Old man, you'll find out where we're going in a moment." With that, the two left the inner courtyard.

Moon watched the two figures disappear into the distance, his eyes filled with confusion.

However, he soon stopped being confused and was even shocked.

He looked toward the direction of the foreign language department's freshman teaching building, his cloudy eyes filled with astonishment.

Another fight has broken out, and this time it seems to be a fight between two school directors, not students.

Why didn't Yan Shaozhe stop this from happening? What was he doing?
Mu En immediately realized what was happening, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted urgently, "Yan Shaozhe, where is he?"

He then began searching for his apprentice Yan Shaozhe.

(End of this chapter)