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

Chapter 251 Wu Changkong got really angry

Lu Jun's shy expression made Wu Changkong's composure crumble once again.

I made him angry again.

He felt like he was about to burst out laughing at the kid's antics, and he was losing control of his facial expressions.

A level 47 Soul Master with a Soul Core at the age of twelve—if that's a small matter, then there's nothing of great importance on the entire continent.

Still shy? Sorry? Who was just teasing him and Long Bing?

Looking at Lu Jun's innocent face, Wu Changkong felt a surge of frustration in his chest.

It's really annoying to compare people to each other.

Think back to when he was twelve years old, he hadn't even gotten into Shrek Academy yet.

Wu Changkong forcibly suppressed his urge to complain, maintained his indifferent expression, and said calmly, "No, your incredible achievements have little to do with me as your teacher."

"You should personally share this good news, which is enough to shake the entire Soul Master world, with Her Majesty the Heavenly Phoenix. I think she would be very happy to hear about your good fortune and luck."

After saying that, Wu Changkong released Lu Jun's hand, rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling exhausted and just wanting to get rid of this monster as soon as possible.

After Lu Jun's antics, he felt like he was about to develop heart disease and conjunctivitis.

"Alright, that's all for the report. You can go now."

He waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

"Hey, Ms. Wu, that's not fair of you," Lu Jun immediately protested. "You were the one who grabbed me and wouldn't let me leave just now, and now you're telling me I'm in the way and want to kick me out?"

"Really, a man's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea."

As he complained, he naturally turned to Long Bing, who was still in shock, and added a meaningful remark.

“Master’s wife, you see, this is a classic case of turning your back on someone after you’ve already done your job. You’d better be careful in the future and protect yourself.”

"Pfft-"

Long Bing, who was still in a state of shock, was amused by Lu Jun's unexpected witty remark and burst out laughing, her body shaking with laughter, and all her previous embarrassment was swept away.

"Lu-jun!!!"

Wu Changkong's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and an icy chill emanated from him uncontrollably, causing the office temperature to plummet.

He almost growled through gritted teeth, took a step forward, grabbed Lu Jun by the back of his collar, and dragged him out the door without saying a word.

"Get out of here right now!"

"Hey, hey, teacher, be gentle, you'll tear my clothes! I can walk by myself, I can walk by myself, okay?" Lu Jun exclaimed dramatically, and then Wu Changkong gently ushered him out of the office.

The door slammed shut behind him with a bang, and the dancer's furious voice could be faintly heard:

"...This kid is infuriating! He's usually such a nice guy, how come he's become so mean today?"

Outside the door, Lu Jun straightened his collar, which had been pulled askew, then chuckled and turned to leave in a cheerful mood.

He had only taken a few steps when his keen ears caught a faint conversation coming from inside the door:
"Pfft... Lu Jun is a bit mischievous, but what he said makes a lot of sense. Looks like I'll have to be careful of you from now on, Teacher Wu?"

Wu Changkong's voice, tinged with a mixture of helplessness and indulgence, rang out:
"You know perfectly well that I can't..."

Long Bing's sweet voice followed immediately:
"Okay, I was just kidding. I love being with you the most, no matter what!"

Hearing the sweet atmosphere that suddenly warmed up inside, Lu Jun paused, touched his nose, and muttered something softly to the air:
"Tsk, so early in the morning... I'd better hurry up and go. This dog food is so sweet it's cloying, it really caught me off guard." He shook his head and continued walking towards the classroom, but a thought involuntarily popped into his mind:
"Look at how sweetly our dance teacher and his wife are together, shouldn't we start thinking about finding someone too? Sigh..."

He sighed with an air of maturity beyond his years, seemingly feeling a touch of melancholy about his single status.

……

Today's 8 AM class.

Lu Jun arrived at the classroom and shared his progress from the past few days of training with his usual classmates, when he heard Le Zhengyu scream.

"What—? Lu Jun, tell us honestly, did you secretly eat some ancient elixir behind our backs? Or were you given some kind of empowerment by some reclusive old monster?"

"How come you're already level 47 after just a few days? And you've even condensed a soul core???"

Le Zhengyu suddenly jumped up from his seat, a few strands of his blond hair standing on end in excitement, his handsome face contorted with extreme shock and injustice.

Her finger trembled as she pointed at Lu Jun, her voice echoing throughout the classroom, drawing the attention of the other students.

Lu Jun picked at his ear and gave him a disgusted look:
"Tsk, your reaction... is even more exaggerated than Teacher Wu's?"

He recalled Wu Changkong's outburst that morning and felt that Le Zhengyu's performance was even better than his teacher's.

"How can I not exaggerate? Big brother! My own brother!"

Le Zhengyu almost pounced on Lu Jun's desk, his eyes wide like copper bells, and he growled through gritted teeth.

"I'm three years older than you!"

"Three years old!!!"

He gestured with three fingers, as if those three years were an insurmountable chasm between him and Lu Jun.

"Not to mention you also have a debuff that reduces your cultivation speed by 30% for your ultimate attribute martial soul!"

"And what happened? Your cultivation level skyrocketed like a rocket, and you even condensed a soul core! That's a soul core, the kind only a Soul Saint can have, not some roadside cabbage!"

At this point, Le Zhengyu beat his chest and stamped his feet, heartbroken and indignant, feeling that his worldview and pride as a genius from a prestigious family had been repeatedly rubbed into the ground by Lu Jun.

"Heavens above, open your eyes and look! Is this thing even human? It's not human! It's a monster! It's a cheat code!"

"Shut up." Xie Xie, who was sitting next to Le Zhengyu, couldn't stand it anymore. He nudged Le Zhengyu with his elbow and rolled his eyes.

"Isn't this normal? Brother Lu's talent is simply beyond our comprehension, okay?"

"Unprecedented and unparalleled, invincible. No matter how much you wail and howl, it's useless. You're three years older than Brother Lu, yet your cultivation has been surpassed by him..."

Xie Xie chuckled, not forgetting to take the opportunity to kick Le Zhengyu while he was down.

"Tsk, Yue Zhengyu, I feel you really should try harder and stop thinking about picking up girls all day."

"Stop talking nonsense." Le Zhengyu immediately turned his attention to Xie Xie, snorted, crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and struck the pose of a typical young master from a noble family. "I bet you'll be stuck at level 39 for at least half a year, right? Dragging your feet, you're not even a Soul Master yet, and you still have the nerve to talk about me?"

"You've only been stuck for six months! I wish you'd be stuck at level 45 for a year! No, for two years!"

Xie Xie was hit where it hurt, and instantly bristled, almost jumping up in frustration as he cursed viciously.

“You two…” Long Chen, sitting on Xie Xie’s other side, silently wiped his face and sighed helplessly, “You two can argue all you want, but can you please stop spitting on my face? I just got my hair done…”

He pointed to his meticulously styled hair, which seemed to have some suspicious glitter on it.

(End of this chapter)