Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 232 Hu Liena's Fury!
Hu Liena stroked the fox tail soul bone at her tailbone, which had become one with her own bones and was radiating warmth. Feeling the powerful level 54 soul power within her body, she was overjoyed, but the words "Beast God Pavilion" involuntarily surfaced in her mind again, and her mood became even heavier.

She looked at her aloof brother beside her and asked softly, "Brother... do you think we can really win this competition?"

"What if...what if the Beast God Pavilion also sends a team..."

Xie Yue frowned slightly. He also felt the pressure, but as the older brother and another core member of the team, he could not show weakness.

He pondered for a moment, his tone carrying an undeniable firmness, both in response to his sister and to encourage himself: "The Beast God Pavilion... is indeed unfathomable. We know nothing about whether they will participate or the composition of their teams. It's too early to say we'll win."

He abruptly changed the subject, his eyes sharpening: "But, Nana, don't forget, we are also a golden generation nurtured by the Spirit Hall with all its resources! We have the Spirit Fusion Skill 'Enchanting Charm'!"

"Now that you have obtained such a perfectly matched external soul bone, your strength has greatly increased! As long as we cultivate desperately in the remaining time and hone our teamwork to the extreme, we may not be without a fighting chance! The final victory will surely belong to our Spirit Hall!"

Seeing this, Yan quickly stepped forward, scratched his fiery red short hair, and flashed what he thought was a cheerful and handsome smile, patting his chest to assure him, "Yeah, Nana! Don't worry! I'm here!"

"When the time comes on the field, I will definitely protect you and I will never let anyone hurt a hair on your head!"

Hu Liena was pondering the matter of the Beast God Pavilion when she heard Yan affectionately call her "Nana." Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she interrupted him with some displeasure:

"Yan! How many times have I told you not to call me Nana!" Her tone carried a hint of estrangement and helplessness.

She was not oblivious to Yan's undisguised affection, but she was focused on pursuing power and fulfilling her teacher's expectations, and had no interest in romantic relationships at the moment. Moreover, her feelings for Yan were more of a sense of camaraderie.

Xie Yue also glanced at Yan. He had mixed feelings about this guy who had always coveted his sister, but at the moment he was more concerned about Hu Liena's mindset.

He stepped forward, gently patted Hu Liena's shoulder, and said in a soft and deep tone, "But Nana, Yan is right about one thing: the most important thing for you right now is to work hard to improve yourself."

"You are your teacher's disciple and the future hope of the Spirit Hall. Your teacher has high hopes for you. This competition is not only for the championship, but also an important test for you."

"You must cultivate diligently and continuously improve yourself. The future position of Saintess, or even a higher position, should be yours. Your brother will always support you."

Upon hearing the words "Saintess," Hu Liena's delicate body trembled slightly, and a hint of longing and heaviness flashed in her eyes.

She knew her brother was doing it for her own good. The two siblings lost their parents at a young age and relied on each other for survival in the Spirit Hall, going through countless hardships and tribulations to get to where they are today.

Xie Yue had always been her strongest support and the person she trusted most. She nodded firmly, suppressing the hesitation in her heart, and her eyes became resolute again: "I understand, brother."

"I will try my best! I will never let my teacher and brother down!"

The three talked as they walked toward the Spirit Hall's exclusive simulated training ground, preparing to make the most of the last six months for hellish special training.

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On the other side, in the outskirts of Tiandou City

Compared to the glory and preferential treatment of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, the situation of the Shrek Academy students appears particularly destitute and difficult.

Since their crushing defeat at the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy, where Flander and Zhao Wuji were seriously injured, Xiao Wu was captured, and the team's morale suffered a devastating blow, they have been like stray dogs, wandering around the vicinity of Heaven Dou City, searching for an academy that could accept them and that would qualify them to participate in the Soul Master Competition.

The carriage jolted and bumped, the atmosphere inside so oppressive it was hard to breathe. Tang San sat in the corner, head down, his hands clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped bloodstains.

The scene of Dugu Bo kidnapping Xiao Wu kept flashing through his mind, along with Xiao Wu's desperate yet resolute gaze.

A heart-wrenching pain and overwhelming hatred gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.

"Xiao Wu... wait for me... you must wait for me..." He roared madly in his heart, wishing he could immediately possess the power to destroy the world, storm the Beast God Pavilion, and rescue Xiao Wu.

“Mistress.” A gentle but weary voice sounded beside him. It was Yu Xiaogang.

Tang San raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and looked at his teacher.

Yu Xiaogang sighed, his face filled with deep helplessness and worry: "I know you're extremely anxious and want to save Xiaowu. But it's precisely at times like these that you need to stay calm."

"The strength of the Beast God Pavilion far exceeds our imagination. Even Dean Flander and Teacher Zhao... If we go now, it will be like throwing an egg against a rock. Not only will we not be able to save Xiao Wu, but we will also needlessly throw everyone's lives away."

Dai Mubai also said in a deep voice, "Yes, mistress. Master is right."

"We must avenge our grievances and save Xiao Wu, but the prerequisite is that we must survive and become stronger!"

Oscar and Ma Hongjun also offered words of comfort, though they too were feeling heavy-hearted.

Zhu Zhuqing remained silent, but her cool eyes conveyed the same meaning.

Tang San looked at his companions and at his teacher's worried and earnest gaze, and his violently heaving chest gradually calmed down.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the violent impulse, and said in a hoarse voice, "Teacher, everyone... I understand."

"I was too impulsive. We... really don't have that kind of strength right now."

He closed his eyes, burying all the pain and hatred deep within his heart, transforming it into the driving force to become stronger. "I will endure... I will become strong enough!"

"Powerful enough to flatten the Beast God Pavilion!"

Seeing that Tang San had calmed down for the time being, Yu Xiaogang felt a little relieved, but the worry between his brows did not disappear.

With the road ahead uncertain, how easy is it to acquire the power to confront the Beast God Pavilion in a short period of time?
At this moment, Flander, who was driving, lifted the curtain and leaned in. His face was still a little pale, but he seemed to be in much better spirits than before.

He held a job posting torn from somewhere in his hand, his face bearing a complex and unspeakable expression.

"Xiao Gang, take a look at this." Flander handed over the job posting.

Yu Xiaogang took the notice, and everyone gathered around. The notice read: "Dragon Emperor Branch (formerly Blue Tyrant Academy) is now recruiting outstanding teachers with excellent compensation and benefits, including the opportunity to mentor the Soul Master Competition's reserve team..."

(End of this chapter)