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

Chapter 213 made Qian Gu Zhangting cry from all the scolding.

"Oh, you're absolutely right!" Lu Jun nodded in agreement, but his smile grew even more wicked. "I relied on my martial spirit; I was just lucky. So, Big Smart, I'm very curious..."

He leaned forward slightly, his voice carrying a persuasive yet infuriating thirst for knowledge:

"If, and I mean if, we were to pluck you, Qian Gu Zhang Ting, from under the great tree of the Qian Gu family, strip you of your family resources and your proud surname, turning you into an ordinary person with no background who can only rely on yourself to start from scratch..."

Lu Jun's voice suddenly rose, carrying a chilling sarcasm:
"Could you still have achieved what you have today?"

"Can you still act so arrogantly, thinking yourself superior to others?"

"If I may, then I, Lu Jun, must truly praise you today. You are a genius of unparalleled wisdom!"

"you--!"

Qian Gu Zhangting's rationality snapped completely. Lu Jun's words were tantamount to trampling and rubbing his most prized and self-evident identity and reliance underfoot.

He felt that his pride, dignity, and even the halo of genius had been torn to shreds by Lu Jun at this moment.

"Lu Jun! If you're a man, fight me one-on-one!"

Qian Gu Zhangting's eyes were bloodshot, like an enraged beast, and a roar echoed throughout the academy gate.

A powerful surge of soul energy erupted from his body, and the Panlong Staff martial spirit instantly appeared in his hand. The dragon patterns coiled around the staff seemed to come alive, radiating a chilling pressure.

The violent force swept up the fallen flowers and leaves on the ground, and the air became heavy and viscous.

The three purple and three black spirit rings were also revealed.

The onlookers gasped and retreated, their faces turning pale as they were forced back by the powerful aura of a top-tier martial soul and a soul emperor.

The guards behind Qian Gu Zhangting immediately tensed up, their soul power surging as they warily stared at Lu Jun.

However, Lu Jun's reaction to this thunderous challenge and the overwhelming soul pressure was unexpected by everyone.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, and the last remaining mocking smile on his face vanished completely, leaving only indifference.

"Tch." Lu Jun let out a very soft but incredibly clear sneer. "So it's Lord Soul Emperor. Wow, you're really amazing."

After saying that, Lu Jun didn't even bother to look at Qian Gu Zhangting again, as if the other party was just a crazy person throwing a tantrum on the street, not worth wasting any energy on.

He gently pulled his arm away from Gu Yuena's grasp with remarkable ease, and Gu Yuena released her grip as well, her purple eyes coldly fixed on Qian Gu Zhangting.

Then Lu Jun turned around, took a step, and walked away.

The movements were fluid and seamless, without the slightest hesitation or pause.

His back was straight, exuding an air of utter disregard.

It was as if the earth-shattering declaration of challenge, the violent pressure of soul power, and the roar that condensed all of Zhangting's anger and humiliation were nothing more than a wisp of wind brushing past his ear.

He didn't even bother to say you didn't deserve it.

For someone who lives in their own imagined world, thinks the whole world should revolve around them, can't understand human language, and can't see reality, any words are a superfluous waste.

debate?

Reasonable?

That's all too cheap.

Just ignore it.

"Uh... Brother Lu, wait for me!" Xie Xie was taken aback by the abrupt turn and walk away. He quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly chased after him, not forgetting to turn back and make an exaggerated face at Qian Gu Zhang Ting, who was frozen in place as if he had been petrified.

Gu Yuena's purple eyes swept over Qian Guzhangting, whose face had turned from crimson to deathly pale and whose body was trembling violently from extreme anger and humiliation. A cold disdain flashed in her eyes.

Without hesitation, she turned around and calmly followed Lu Jun's steps.

That expression showed just how disgusted she was.

Only the Qian Gu Zhang Pavilion remains, like a clown abandoned by the whole world, standing alone amidst the scattered flower fragments, enduring the complex gazes cast from all directions—some mocking, some pitying, and some watching the spectacle.

The dragon-patterned staff in his hand hummed, yet seemed to have lost all power, even its light dimming slightly. His handsome face was completely contorted, his teeth grinding together, and a beast-like growl escaped his throat.

An unprecedented sense of immense humiliation, like icy venom, instantly overwhelmed his heart.

All his pride and arrogance were utterly crushed beneath Lu Jun's indifferent departing figure.

Such an outcome...

Is this really what he wants?

Qian Gu Zhangting gritted his teeth as he watched Lu Jun's retreating figure.

This is a million times more painful than Lu Jun defeating him with his own hands.

He would much rather Lu Jun defeat him fair and square than ignore him like this.

This makes him look like some kind of clown!

You'd better agree to a 1v1 duel with me!
I'm not the kind of person you're talking about—just venting my anger and making empty promises!

As he pondered this, Qian Gu Zhangting stood frozen in place, the coiled dragon staff in his hand trembling and buzzing, yet it felt so heavy and powerless.

Then he felt all the gazes directed at him from all around.

The students who came to watch the spectacle, the passing professors, and even the guards he brought with him.

They were like red-hot needles, piercing every inch of his skin.

Mockery? Pity? Schadenfreude?
No, what's even more terrifying is that kind of pure, monkey-show-like enjoyment.

He wanted to chase after him and smash Lu Jun's incredibly irritating face with the Panlong Staff!
But his feet felt like they were filled with lead, and he was rooted to the spot and unable to move.

What good would it do to catch up?
What if I get looked at like trash again?
Will Gu Yuena ignore me again?
As the young master of a prestigious family and the heir to the Spirit Pagoda, is he really going to act like a shrew and cause trouble in front of everyone?

He wanted to unleash his power, to use his soul force to raze this area to the ground.

But his remaining rationality told him that this was the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

It's not a spirit tower where he can do whatever he wants.

Once he takes action, the consequences will be unimaginable. He can't afford to lose face, and he can't afford to lose face for the Spirit Pagoda.

For Qian Gu Zhang Ting, every second spent here is torture.

Those whispers, those undisguised pointing fingers, all seemed to be repeating Lu Jun's piercing question.

Strip away the glory of your ancient family, what are you? What else do you have?
Chasing them is not an option, attacking them is not an option, and keeping them is not an option either.

An immense sense of powerlessness and the injustice of being abandoned by the whole world overwhelmed Qian Gu Zhang Ting like a cold tide.

He had never suffered such a humiliation.

After all this, Qian Gu Zhangting felt like a clown, putting on a show with all his might, only to be met with indifference from the other party who didn't even bother to lift an eyelid.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A suppressed sob escaped uncontrollably from her throat.

An indescribable wave of sorrow rushed to the tip of my nose, and my vision blurred instantly.

He tried to hold his head high, attempting to maintain his last shred of dignity, but the scalding liquid, filled with immense humiliation, still overflowed from his eyes, sliding down his contorted cheeks and splashing onto the scattered petals at his feet.

He cried.

A dignified seven-foot man...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she was brought to tears by Lu Jun's sarcastic remarks, which were not particularly aggressive at all.

This is truly something I've never seen before.

(End of this chapter)