Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 108 Yu Xiaogang's Madness, Tang San's Backstabbing
"I dare!"

Tang San's voice wasn't loud, but it struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

"But if I win, I will not only join the Royal Fighting Team, but also become the captain!"

"Insanity!"

The members of the Royal Fighting Team roared in unison, and their soul power surged instantly.

Xue Qinghe remained as gentle and refined as ever, raising his hand to stop everyone's actions.

"Want to be the captain? Sure. As long as you can defeat Yu Tianheng fairly and squarely in front of everyone, the captain's position will naturally be yours."

Tang San was taken aback, his eyes darkening.

Xue Qinghe's gentle eyes seemed to see through all his schemes, causing his petty calculations to completely vanish.

As the chief instructor of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, Meng Shenji was dissatisfied with Xue Qinghe's unauthorized actions.

But Yu Xiaogang and Tang San Tai acted inhumanely, which made him very angry.

"Hmph, since you want to humiliate yourselves, then so be it, you two, master and disciple!"

Meng Shenji snorted coldly in his heart, and his sleeves moved without any wind.

The pressure of the level 86 Soul Douluo spread like a tide, gently pushing the onlookers to the sides, clearing a space of about 100 meters in diameter in the blink of an eye.

"I've prepared the arena for you. Everything will be done according to the rules of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. Anyone who surrenders or falls off the stage will be disqualified!"

Meng Shenji stared coldly at Tang San and said expressionlessly, "Tell me, which member of the Royal Fighting Team do you want to challenge?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's thoughts began to race.

Normally, I would definitely challenge Yu Tianheng, or at the very least, I would challenge Dai Mubai, the vice-captain.

But right now I'm just a level 25 Great Soul Master, and I can't use hidden weapons yet.

His chances of winning against Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai, who had become Soul Masters, were pitifully low; he might even bring shame upon himself.

As he was thinking, his peripheral vision swept over the members of the Royal Fighting Team one by one, finally landing on a familiar figure.

Oscars.

Although the victory is not honorable, as long as I can enter the Royal Fighting Team, I can put aside dignity for now.

Because the Royal Fighting Team receives more training resources, they can improve their strength more quickly.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang exchanged a glance and nodded knowingly.

dignity?

How much is it per pound?

Over the past six months, they have deeply experienced the importance of resources and clearly realized that dignity is insignificant in the face of resources.

Although Ma Hongjun is in the Royal Fighting Second Team, he still has a lot of resources.

The reason it took him half a year to reach level 29 was because he spent all his time indulging in pleasure and had no interest in cultivation.

After gaining access to the resources of the Royal Fighting Team, Oscar's soul power increased to level 34 within six months.

It should be noted that he is the most difficult food-type soul master to cultivate among support-type soul masters, which shows how abundant the training resources of the Royal Fighting Team are.

If they hadn't witnessed firsthand the terrifying boost these resources brought, they wouldn't have risked being kicked out of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to cause such a scene.

Normally, the Royal Fighting Team is rarely seen, so Tang San has no chance to challenge them.

He's not going to let this opportunity slip by now that he's finally gotten it.

Just as Tang San shamelessly wanted to challenge Oscar, he had already raised his fingertips halfway.

Unexpectedly, Xue Qinghe's voice was like a bucket of ice water poured over him, chilling him to the bone.

"Wait a minute. I almost forgot that there is a support Soul Master in the Royal Fighting Team. He doesn't have much combat power."

A faint, cold smile played on his lips. "Support Soul Masters are the core members of every team. You can't very well challenge him, can you?!"

Qian Renxue was able to replace Xue Qinghe quietly, so her ability to read people and situations must be quite strong.

This statement not only blocked Tang San's last path, but also completely exposed his despicable thoughts to everyone.

Tang San's hand, which was pointing at Oscar, froze in mid-air, completely unprepared for Xue Qinghe's words.

"So you were just trying to pick on the weak!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, which immediately caused a huge uproar.

The disdainful gazes were like swords piercing the air, and the whispers were sharper than the most deadly hidden weapons.

"Someone like that wants to be the captain? He has no shame!"

"If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. What good stuff can a teacher from the 29th grade produce?!"

"No wonder the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy didn't recruit such an opportunistic scoundrel into the Royal Dou Team. It's already more than fair that they kicked him out of the academy!"

Hearing the insults from the crowd, even Tang San, with his thick skin, felt his face burning. He said he would put aside his dignity, but could he really do it?

Yu Xiaogang didn't react much, believing that as long as Tang San could grow up, all doubts would eventually be dispelled.

However, Xiao Wu, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but move her feet further away, as if she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Tang San quickly moved his arm, aiming his fingertips at Oslo.

"What are you talking about? I want to challenge him, not that support Soul Master Oscar!"

Upon hearing this, the insults gradually subsided.

However, some people were unwilling to accept this.

"Confused!"

Yu Xiaogang's bloodshot eyes widened as he roared angrily in public.

"Hey, didn't we agree to challenge Oscar? Challenging a support-type Soul Master would guarantee you a spot in the Royal Fighting Team, and you'd get more resources. Why risk challenging Osro now? Isn't that just making things harder for yourself?!"

This statement was like a spark thrown into a hot oil pan, instantly igniting the entire room.

"Just as I thought! This master and apprentice are utterly shameless!"

"Despicable! If His Highness the Crown Prince hadn't spoken, he would have really succeeded!"

"Get out of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy! We don't need this disgusting master and disciple duo!"

Faced with the public's condemnation, Yu Xiaogang roared at them like a trapped beast.

"What do you mediocre people know! Once the mistress gains power, my theory will be proven. He gains immense power, and I gain fame—that's the best of both worlds!"

In the past six months, he has been subjected to even more hurtful ridicule than he had during his years in Soto.

The pent-up humiliation erupted at this moment. This proud theoretical master was willing to nail himself to the pillar of shame in order to prove himself!
Yu Xiaogang's hunched back looked particularly frantic amidst the insults, as if he wanted to use this final act of madness to prove that he was not a joke.

His skin was as thick as a city wall, but Tang San's skin wasn't so thick.

Faced with the accusations from the crowd, he straightened his back and refuted Yu Xiaogang in a clear voice in front of everyone.

"Teacher, I understand your good intentions. But you should trust me more, believe that I can become a member of the Royal Fighting Team through my own strength and honor."

These words were spoken with such force that they immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

Tang San's words were an attempt to absolve himself of responsibility, while also proving to everyone that he possessed the strength to fight opponents of higher levels without relying on hidden weapons.

As expected, the jeers and curses from the crowd became even more piercing, but they were all directed at Yu Xiaogang.

"The mistress, you..."

Yu Xiaogang staggered back half a step, his cloudy pupils trembling violently.

His painstaking plan was thwarted in public by his own prized disciple.

The backstab made him feel a tightness in his chest, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xue Qinghe, who witnessed all of this, remained calm, but a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

That crazy woman has absolutely terrible taste; she can't believe she's still hung up on such a good-for-nothing!
"Quiet."

At that moment, Meng Shenji stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the empty space, and the pressure of an eight-ring Soul Douluo silenced the entire audience instantly.

His gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on Xue Qinghe.

"Now that the choice is made, let's begin. I'll be the referee, and His Highness the Crown Prince will be the witness. Is that fair and just enough?"

He said this to everyone, to tell them that the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy had not engaged in any favoritism or corruption, and to completely dispel Yu Xiaogang's rumors.

Tang San understood perfectly well, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Reporting to the Education Commission, I have no objection."

Meng Shenji ignored him completely, simply waving his hand coldly: "Enter the arena, don't waste His Highness the Crown Prince's time!"

The members of the Royal Fighting Team surrounded Osro, offering a barrage of advice.

"Don't let yourself be caught off guard! Otherwise, you'll become the laughingstock of Heaven Dou City!"

"Don't be careless! Although Tang San can't use low-level hidden weapons, this kid is cunning and we shouldn't let him get away with it."

"Be careful of his trump card against the team captain that day, don't be careless!"

Oslo grinned, his leopard eyes flashing with cold light.

"Brothers, rest assured." As he turned around, his robes fluttered, and he declared with a resounding voice, "If I, Oslo, a level thirty-seven, were to lose to this level twenty-five piece of trash, I would kill myself right here and now!"

In the center of the arena, the two stood facing each other.

Meng Shenji's robe sleeves moved without wind, and his right arm cleaved down like a guillotine.

"start!"

(End of this chapter)