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

Chapter 192 Yue Zhengyu: I need some peace and quiet.

"What?!"

Long Chen was the first to jump up. He was tall and his sudden jump drew the attention of the students passing by.

"Isn't it a three-year school year system? We've only been in the middle grades for almost two years, right? According to the rules, we have to wait until we're thirteen next year to move up."

"Hey." Yue Zhengyu spread his hands, giving him an expression that said, "Don't you guys know what's going on?"

"Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. Look at you monsters. Long Chen, you're already level 39 at the age of twelve."

"And there are others, Xie Xie, Xiao Yan, Wu Lin, aren't they all Soul Masters? And look at this one..."

Le Zhengyu turned his gaze to Lu Jun, his expression filled with deep helplessness.

"This young master is twelve years old, a Soul Master! Level 44!"

"You guys have four pieces of battle armor already! What are those students who are still struggling at the Soul Master or Great Soul Master level supposed to think if you stay in Class 1 of the middle grades?"

"How are you expecting your homeroom teacher to teach this?"

"Are you going to teach you how to smash a Soul King with one punch? The academy's higher-ups aren't stupid. If we let you stay any longer, the middle-year curriculum will collapse."

He paused, then concluded:
"So, the academy has decided to give you special permission to graduate early and be directly transferred to our senior class. Only our class can barely keep up with the pace of you bunch of little monsters."

"How about that? Surprised? Unexpected?"

Lu Jun nodded in understanding, not surprised by the decision. The enormous gap in strength had indeed disrupted the original balance.

He said calmly:

"I see, that makes sense."

"Nonsense!!!"

Looking at Lu Jun's nonchalant and composed demeanor, Le Zhengyu felt even more frustrated.

He sighed, his gaze falling sadly on Lu Jun:
"Lu Jun, what can I say?"

"I only have a pitiful piece of battle armor now, and my soul power is only one level higher than yours, around level 45. Have I wasted my fifteen years of my life?"

"The progress of your battle armor production is... it's like whipping my pride with a little leather whip."

Looking at Le Zhengyu's utterly dejected expression, Lu Jun's lips curled into a rare, faint smile as he humbly said:

"Brother Le, you flatter me. It was just a fluke."

“Luckily…” Le Zhengyu’s lips twitched, feeling as if he had been stabbed in the heart again.

He wanted that kind of luck too.

Le Zhengyu waved his hand weakly, turned around, his back to the three of them, his shoulders seemed to slump, and his voice was filled with deep vicissitudes:
"Alright, alright, you guys should leave now. Stop provoking me. Let me be alone... in peace and quiet."

He emphasized the word "quietly," as if it were a haven that could soothe his wounded soul.

Xie Xie, that troublemaker, immediately grinned and approached Le Zhengyu, tilting his head and asking with an innocent look:
"Jingjing? Who's Jingjing? Is she Yue Zhengyu, the pretty senior you just met? Introduce her, please?"

"..." Yue Zhengyu's back suddenly stiffened.

He slowly turned his head, his handsome face now as black as the bottom of a pot, the veins on his forehead seemed to throb, and his eyes were filled with the murderous intent of "If you dare to say another word, I'll show you why the flowers are so red."

He suppressed the urge to smear Xie Xie's face with holy light using the Holy Angel Martial Soul, and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "Go, to, class!"

"Hahaha." Xie Xie laughed loudly and nimbly hid behind Long Chen.

Long Chen couldn't help but chuckle and patted Le Zhengyu on the shoulder: "Senior Le, take it easy. Brother Lu... he's not human."

It's hard to tell whether those words were meant to comfort or to deliver a sarcastic blow.

Lu Jun shook his head helplessly and prepared to leave with Xie Xie and Long Chen.

Just then, Gu Yuena arrived nearby. She still had that aloof and ethereal appearance, her long hair swaying slightly in the morning breeze, and her amethyst-like eyes calm and undisturbed.

However, she seemed to have overheard the conversation, her gaze sweeping lightly over Le Zhengyu's desolate figure before finally settling on Lu Jun.

She didn't say anything, but simply walked naturally to Lu Jun's side, stretched out her slender, fair fingers, and very naturally pinched Lu Jun's sleeve, gently tugging at it.

The movement was very light, as if to say, "I'm leaving."

Lu Jun was slightly taken aback and looked down at her fingers that were gripping his sleeve.

The touch of his fingertips came through the fabric, slightly cool, yet strangely made his heart skip a beat.

"Hmm." Lu Jun responded softly, not pulling away, letting her tug at his sleeve, then turned and walked with Xie Xie and Long Chen towards the senior teaching building.

Le Zhengyu remained with his back to them, as if he were "quietly" facing the air.

Only a gentle breeze rustled through his golden hair, carrying a faint trace of sadness and the fragrance of a single man.

"Alas, comparing yourself to others is really frustrating."

Xie Xie glanced back, made a face at Le Zhengyu's back, then sidled up to Lu Jun and Gu Yuena, winking and whispering:
"Hey, Brother Lu, Sister Gu Yue, you two are... in broad daylight, pulling and tugging at each other, be mindful of the impact, and consider other people's feelings."

He deliberately imitated Yue Zhengyu's mournful tone.

Gu Yuena didn't even lift her eyelids, as if she hadn't heard, but the fingers holding Lu Jun's sleeve tightened slightly for a moment.

Lu Jun rolled his eyes at Xie Xie, clearly annoyed.

"If you keep spouting nonsense, believe me, I'll beat you up. Who was pulling and shoving each other in broad daylight? When are you going to shut your mouth?"

"If you spread rumors about me again, I'll kill you."

Xie Xie immediately shrank back: "I understand, Brother Lu."

Long Chen watched from the side and couldn't help but laugh. He patted Lu Jun's other shoulder and sighed, "Tsk tsk, Brother Lu, your treatment is something I can't be envious of."

"However, we'll be in the same class from now on, so Le Zhengyu will probably be constantly stimulated by your intense competition, haha."

When Lu Jun and the others arrived at the classroom, Wu Changkong was announcing that Lu Jun and the others would be graduating early from the middle grades.

Wu Changkong's cold voice echoed clearly in the now-silent classroom:
"Finally, and most importantly."

His eyes swept over the students with different expressions below the stage, pausing slightly on Lu Jun, Gu Yuena and others.

"Lu Jun, Xie Xie, Long Chen, Xu Xiaoyan, Tang Wulin, and Gu Yuena, six people, have been exceptionally promoted from Class 1 of the middle grades to Class 1 of the senior grades to continue their studies, due to their strength far exceeding the scope of the middle grades' teaching. This decision was made by the academy's higher-ups."

"Wow——!"

After a brief silence, the classroom erupted in chaos.

Graduating early?

This is an unprecedented exception.

All eyes turned to Lu Jun and his group of six, filled with shock, envy, and even a hint of awe.

(End of this chapter)