Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 139 The Fighters of the Tang Sect's Soul Hall

After laughing for a while, Zhao Tianyu wiped his eyes and said seriously:
"As for the Tang Sect, I know that the three of them did join the Tang Sect. After all, their talents are... not bad among ordinary students, but that's about it. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been stuck at the Soul Sect level for so long."

"What, Brother Lu, are you interested in the Tang Clan? Or do you want to settle scores with those three? If you ask me, these idiots who have been fooled should just be taught a lesson."

“It’s not entirely about settling accounts.” Lu Jun shook his head, his eyes calm. “I want to meet with them alone and have a brief chat.”

"Let's meet and talk alone?" Zhao Tianyu was a little surprised, but seeing Lu Jun's serious expression, which didn't seem like he was joking, he readily agreed, "Okay, that's a piece of cake. You wait here, I'll go and bring the three of them over for you right away!"

He stood up and got right to work, demonstrating maximum initiative.

"Thank you for your help, senior." Lu Jun nodded in thanks.

Zhao Tianyu took two steps, then turned back and asked:
"Do you need me here? What if these three clueless guys act up again..."

"No need, thank you for your kindness, senior." Lu Jun's tone was gentle but carried an undeniable confidence. "I can handle it myself. Besides, those three are no threat to me."

Zhao Tianyu thought about it for a moment, then nodded in deep agreement, and sighed:
"That's right, Brother Lu is Brother Lu. Not to mention those three Soul Masters, I don't think there are many students in the academy who can be your match."

His words carried genuine admiration, not deliberate flattery.

Lu Jun sighed again, "Senior... don't flatter me too much. I can't beat a Soul King who is a One-Word Battle Armor Master. That's equivalent to the combat power of a Soul Saint."

"Hehe, alright, alright, I won't call anymore, I'll go get help." Zhao Tianyu laughed and turned to leave with long strides.

Not long after, Zhao Tianyu returned, followed by three dejected, pale-faced senior students who were walking with trembling steps. They were Zhang Qiang and his two companions who had attacked Lu Jun that morning.

Their injuries appeared to have been treated briefly, but their complexions remained grim, and their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at Lu Jun.

"Brother Lu, I've brought the person to you." Zhao Tianyu pointed at the three men, then turned to Zhang Qiang and the other two with a stern face and said in a stern voice, "You all better behave yourselves. Answer whatever Brother Lu asks! If you dare to say anything disrespectful or conceal anything, you know the consequences yourselves."

After saying that, he nodded to Lu Jun and tactfully walked to the rest area in the distance to sit down, watching them from afar. This gave Lu Jun space while also serving as a deterrent.

In a corner of the large rest area, only Lu Jun and three senior students opposite him remained, walking on thin ice and barely daring to breathe.

Lu Jun did not release his soul power pressure, but simply looked at them calmly. However, that gaze made the three of them feel suffocated more than any pressure.

The crushing defeat that morning, the fear brought by those four pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul rings, and the warning from Zhao Tianyu, a Soul King Battle Armor Master, had already shattered the righteous fanaticism instilled in their hearts, leaving only boundless fear and regret.

"Sit down." Lu Jun gestured to the sofa opposite him, his voice flat.

The three looked at each other, none of them daring to move.

“Let’s sit down and talk this out.” Lu Jun repeated, his tone still calm, yet carrying an undeniable authority.

The three of them then sat down cautiously, one side of their buttocks touching the other, their backs ramrod straight, like prisoners awaiting trial.

Looking at their anxious and apprehensive expressions, Lu Jun understood.

Fear is the best chain, but at this moment, what he needs is not deterrence, but relaxation.

He leaned back slightly, a casual smile appearing on his face, and his tone became more relaxed:

"Don't be nervous. We called you here not to pursue what happened this morning. The academy has already dealt with it and moved on."

He casually chatted about some daily trivia of the academy, such as the intensity of practical classes for senior students, the characteristics of a certain teacher, and even mentioned that a certain kind of soul beast meat steak that had recently appeared in the cafeteria tasted good.

Perhaps it was because of Lu Jun's easygoing attitude that Zhang Qiang and the other two's tense nerves gradually and involuntarily relaxed, like ropes being soaked in warm water, under the peaceful atmosphere that Lu Jun deliberately created and the seemingly harmless chatter.

Their tense shoulders slumped slightly, their straight backs relaxed a little, their breathing became less rapid, and although the fear in their eyes was still there, it was covered by a sense of confusion and subconscious obedience.

They even started subconsciously responding to some trivial questions from Lu Jun.

Now. Deep within Lu Jun's eyes, an icy blue light suddenly condensed like an ice core deep in the polar region. His vast spiritual power, which had reached the Spirit Abyss Realm, spread out silently like the gentlest yet most all-pervasive cold current, precisely enveloping Zhang Qiang and the other two.

This spiritual force was not aggressive; it even carried a hint of soothing, causing them to completely lower their guard.

Just when they were most relaxed, Lu Jun's right index finger, which was resting on his knee, subtly pointed upwards.

Three strands of mental energy, refined to their utmost, transformed into fine threads and instantly pierced the foreheads of Zhang Qiang and the other two.

There was no pain, no strangeness, just like spring rain nourishing things silently.

Lu Jun directly used his mental power to search their memories.

If we just keep asking like this, how long will it take?

He wanted to see the answer for himself.

Countless fragments of memories flooded him like a tide: the sweat of training, the tension of the assessment, the excitement and anticipation of joining the Tang Clan...

Lu Jun's mental power was like the most precise sieve, ignoring irrelevant information and searching for key memory nodes about the Tang Sect and its Mingdu branch locations with extremely high efficiency.

found it.

Lu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Tang Clan's Mingdu branch is located deep underground in the western district of Mingdu, within a warehouse complex belonging to a famous trading company.

The entrance was cleverly disguised, located inside a spare compressor room of a large cold storage facility, requiring a specific soul guide password and identity verification.

Its internal structure is complex, like a maze, and its core area has a powerful soul-guided shielding field.

The ventilation duct system was enormous, but it was filled with miniature soul force sensors and low-temperature alarm devices.

Several main passages and key locations, which Zhang Qiang and the others only caught a glimpse of when they were brought in, were precisely captured by Lu Jun's mental power and constructed into a blurry three-dimensional image.

There didn't seem to be many patrol personnel, but they all exuded a powerful aura, at least at the Soul King level or above.

Perhaps for these powerful forces, a Soul King is the standard requirement for a One-Word Battle Armor Master?

The monitoring probes are extremely dense, with very few blind spots, and many of them are equipped with energy detection capabilities.

As for who instigated them, Lu Jun also found out.

Just outside the college, at the intersection of two streets, behind the shadow of an abandoned newsstand.

The figure, dressed in a gray hooded long shirt whose face was obscured, had a deep, hoarse voice that possessed a captivating power.

He calls himself Grey Hawk, a fighter from the Tang Sect's Fighting Soul Hall, responsible for scouting promising talents around the academy and conveying the Tang Sect's message of justice.

It was he who instilled the absurd demonic premonition and the order to eliminate Lu Jun into Zhang Qiang and the other two, as if it were brainwashing.

Oh, so you're a Soul Master with the Spirit attribute.

No wonder.

But he was alone. Was it because he arrested me because of a mission issued by the Tang Sect on the system?
He saw the reward was tempting, so he came?
Alright, alright, Tang Sect, is this how you play the game?

Since you're going to play like this, don't blame me for being ruthless.

(End of this chapter)