Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 439 Support-Type Berserker

"Yes, it's me. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Chen Ping nodded, although he sensed that the three men's attitudes seemed rather unfriendly.

But since they are disciples from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, they shouldn't do anything too extreme right away, right?

"Alright, this is the hypocrite we've been looking for, the sanctimonious scoundrel who seduces young girls. Come on, let's have a martial arts showdown!"

Chen Ping had extended his right hand in hopes of shaking hands with the tall man next to him, but another boy of similar age grabbed his wrist, flipped his hand over, and glared fiercely at Chen Ping.

Damn, Chao Xiong.

No, it's super female.

No, anyway, it's just—the reincarnation of Wang Dong'er from some family.

Chen Ping cursed inwardly. These three guys were behaving like they were cut from the same cloth as Wang Dong'er, starting with their martial arts stage persona.

"Are you sure you don't want to sit down and let me explain?"

"I think this is most likely a misunderstanding. After all, I've only been at your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School for half an hour. Am I right?"

Chen Ping's words were not entirely without effect; at least when Chen Ping emphasized that this might be a misunderstanding, a hint of hesitation did flash in the eyes of the three of them.

But when Chen Ping mentioned that he had only been at the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School for half an hour, the three of them seemed to suddenly realize something, and their idea of ​​pulling Chen Ping to perform on the martial arts stage instantly became even stronger.

Chen Ping shook his head. The people from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School were the hosts this time, and he was the guest. Even if there was a misunderstanding, it wasn't his place to humbly explain.

Since these three guys couldn't understand human speech before being pinned to the ground, all Chen Ping could do was help them clear up the confusion in their minds.

Breaking free from the grip of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School disciple, Chen Ping took the lead and headed towards the martial arts arena not far ahead.

"What strength! Dashan, Chennian, this guy seems to have some brute force. You two must be extra careful later."

At this moment, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School disciple, whose wrist had been flung away by Chen Ping, whispered a message to the two people beside him.

This disciple was thin and tall, with almost no fat on his body. All that remained were his gaunt muscles, shriveled from lack of moisture, and his pale skin, which was slightly white due to dryness. He had shoulder-length black hair and, while possessing an artistic air, he also looked somewhat terrifying.

"Okay, let's hurry up and catch up."

The disciple with the deep, muffled voice nodded as Chen Ping walked away and then quickly chased after him.

Perhaps because of the fluctuating temperature after the recent rain, the sun overhead was noticeably scorching, casting a faint heat wave onto the hard granite surface of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's martial arts arena.

This enormous square platform is constructed from neatly cut granite boulders, surrounded by a sturdy stone railing about waist-high. The platform is wide and flat, large enough for several people to move around freely. Time has left some scratches and marks of varying depths on the stone surface, and the raindrops left from the previous day have gathered in these scratches and marks.

The entire training area was open and spacious, with no particularly ornate decorations. If there were any, they were just the sunshade canopy supported by a few thick ginkgo wood pillars on both sides of the training platform, and the soft whistling sound made when the breeze swept across the platform.

Chen Ping's gaze swept over the sunshade on the side. The weapon racks that were usually displayed in traditional martial arts films, with swords, spears, axes, hooks and forks, were not there. Instead, there were several metal display cases lined up in a row.

These metal cabinets are made of matte alloy, with clean, hard lines that reflect a slightly cool metallic sheen.

Chen Ping stepped forward and examined the metal cabinets through the transparent crystal panel. He was surprised to find that the cabinets contained various soul tools ranging from level one to level six.

Besides the various chilling melee soul tools, the cabinet also contained a wide range of ranged and defensive soul tools, which could be considered a complete guide to beginner soul tools.

Some of these soul tools are sleek, compact, one-handed paralysis ray guns with barrel-shaped firing ports that glow with a deep blue light. Others are heavier arm armor or gauntlets engraved with complex circuits.

"How about it? Do you want me to pick out a couple of things for you? Otherwise, I'll beat you until you cry, and you still won't admit it."

Just then, the voice of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School disciple, who had been called "Big Mountain" by the tall, thin disciple earlier, came from the other side.

Chen Ping turned his head and saw that the other party had already selected the various soul tools he needed from the metal cabinet on the other side of the martial arts stage. He leaped onto the stage and beckoned to Chen Ping, his provocation evident in his words.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ping lightly leaped and stood on the training platform as well. He highly praised the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's plan to provide various types of soul tools for free in the soul master duels.

This is indeed a good way to make it easier for academy soul masters to accept soul tool duels. Even if some students really can't afford a full set of soul tools, would you use the soul tools that are displayed for free on the martial arts stage?
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's idea is excellent, but it will be mine in the next moment.

Chen Ping nodded in satisfaction after getting a great idea to accelerate the popularization of soul tools among the academy's teachers and students. However, this reaction was taken as a provocation by the soul master named Dashan in front of him.

"Hmph, laughing so happily, I'll see if you can still laugh later. Remember my name, Ning Dashan!"

As he spoke, the guy in front of him, who was as muscular as Wu Feng's father Wu Fentian and about the same height as Chen Ping, first raised his hand and summoned a spinning seven-story pagoda. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he grabbed a level six soul guide hammer with his other hand.

The hammerhead of this level-six soul-guided close-range heavy hammer is hexagonal. With just a little soul power injected, it faintly emits the sound of wind and thunder.

At this moment, Ning Dashan held a pagoda in one hand and a heavy hammer in the other. With his muscular physique, exposed thick arms, thick eyebrows, and leopard-like eyes, he looked nothing like a support-type soul master. He was clearly a battle maniac who had appeared out of nowhere.

"The seven treasures turn out to contain colored glaze, one is power, the other is speed!"

The next moment, Ning Dashan shouted and suddenly exerted force in his calves, taking several steps on the martial arts stage and rapidly approaching Chen Ping's position. At the same time, as the five soul rings with the best soul ring ratio of yellow, purple, and black rose under Ning Dashan's feet, two beams of light shot out from his body.

"Enough of anything else, take this first blow!"

(End of this chapter)