Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

He wrapped his arms around that warm, delicate body, inhaling the sweet fragrance lingering in his nostrils, and couldn't help but think of Xiao Wu... She used to lie in his arms like this too...

It's thousands of miles away.

On the way from Tiandou City to Notting City, under the bright moonlight, a dark figure streaked across the night sky.

Clad in a black cloak, surrounded by the smell of cheap alcohol, it flew steadily towards Nottingham City.

Nottingham City, inside the Junior College, outside Dormitory 7.

Two figures flashed.

"The first soul skill, waist bow!"

"what!"

With a gasp, a figure flew in a perfect parabola and plunged headfirst into the flowerbed.

A pink figure was standing in an open space surrounded by flower beds.

Two pink ears swayed gently on her head, and she had a long scorpion braid down her back. Her face was very delicate.

The bundle in front of her was already taking shape, and there was a fluffy little tail at her lower back. Her legs, clad in white stockings, looked even longer and slimmer.

"Tang San, you're really terrible!"

At this moment, she stood with her hands on her hips, looking calmly at the sunken flowerbed, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Cough cough!"

A cough came from inside, and a thin, dark-skinned boy slowly stood up.

He had some scratches on his face, a bruise on the corner of his mouth, and was clutching the spot on his chest where he had been kicked, feeling a bit suffocated.

He simply laughed off the girl's mockery.

"Hehe, it's because Xiao Wu, you're too strong!"

"Hmph! Don't give me that! If you try again... we'll start over!"

Xiao Wu beckoned to Tang San with her finger, and two yellow spirit rings under her feet bounced up and down.

The crimson eyes scanned back and forth across his left and right waists, as if pondering which side to kick next.

Just as Tang San was about to agree, a hoarse voice stopped him.

"Hey mistress! What's wrong with you today? Why haven't you come to my room yet!"

Not far away, Yu Xiaogang, with a zombie-like face, walked towards Tang San.

I had already agreed to go to his place to study every night, but I've stood him up several times already!

What happened to the saying, "Once a teacher, always a father"?

Is this how you, Tang San, treat me?!

Countless people want his guidance but never get the chance, yet Tang San doesn't even appreciate it.

A pair of cloudy eyes stared intently at Tang San.

"Huh? Teacher! I'm sparring with Xiaowu!"

"Practice in real combat!?"

Seeing Tang San's wounds, Yu Xiaogang was even more furious.

"Look at you! Is this how you practice real combat? You always end up covered in injuries!"

As he spoke, he glared angrily at Xiao Wu and pointed at her.

"And you! You went way too far!"

"Teacher! This isn't Xiao Wu's fault, it's all because I'm not strong enough!"

Tang San quickly ran to his side and put his hand down from pointing at Xiao Wu.

"You idiot! Are you out of your mind? He was the one who asked me to spar with him, and you've made him so useless that Sister Xiaowu isn't even willing to play along! Humph!"

Xiao Wu pouted, put away her martial spirit, and, ignoring his expression, headed back to her dormitory.

Anyway, there's plenty of time and opportunity to deal with Tang San in the future.

"You...you bastard!"

Hearing Xiao Wu dare to call the students he taught useless, Yu Xiaogang felt insulted.

He roared angrily, his face turning ashen with rage!

This hurt him more than being called a piece of trash!

The word "waste" is his Achilles' heel!

"You mistress! Go and teach her a lesson, show her what a useless person I raised really is!"

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go!"

Seeing that Tang San was still standing there, Yu Xiaogang roared angrily, his face contorted with rage!

"T-Teacher, let it go! Xiaowu was just saying that out of anger... She's usually a very nice person!"

Tang San tried to persuade Yu Xiaogang in a somewhat humble tone.

If anyone else dared to speak to Xiaowu like that, they would be taught a lesson!

"are you mad at me!"

Yu Xiaogang raised his hand, then lowered it again.

He wasn't Tang San's biological father after all.

Tang San is, after all, the child of Haotian Douluo.

Most of the time, Yu Xiaogang had to suppress his anger and dared not go too far.

Tang San followed Yu Xiaogang into his room, where Yu Xiaogang was still somewhat angry.

"Hmph! I really don't know what kind of spell she cast on you!"

"I don't know either..." Tang San shook his head blankly, but his eyes were filled with determination.

All he knew was that when he first saw Xiao Wu, he sensed a kindred spirit in her!

And a feeling of destiny!

Without much thought, he picked up the theory compiled by Yu Xiaogang and began to study it, but soon he became drowsy.

The physical pain made him feel somewhat tired.

Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to take action, he seemed to hear something.

Outside the window, a dark shadow flashed by.

He rushed out of the door and came to a grove of trees.

"Your Majesty Haotian!" Yu Xiaogang bowed, facing the figure in the black cloak.

"What happened to the mistress's injuries?"

This person was Tang Hao. Ever since Ah Yin committed suicide in front of him, Tang Hao had always felt that something was wrong.

However, after searching in Tiandou City for quite some time, they still found nothing.

Helpless, he had no choice but to accept reality again, and in despair, he returned here.

"Your Majesty, the injury was sustained during a sparring match with that girl named Xiao Wu!"

Yu Xiaogang confessed truthfully.

"Xiao Wu?" Upon hearing that it was Xiao Wu who had injured him, the cold voice softened considerably.

Tang Hao paused for a moment, then asked the question that concerned him most: "What's the state of their relationship?"

"It's not bad, Xiao Wu often asks Xiao San to go shopping, but it easily interferes with his cultivation. Oh... and Tang San also frequently challenges her to spar..."

"That's it!"

Seeing Tang Hao nod, Yu Xiaogang was somewhat displeased. How could his disciple, his future partner, be so disrespectful to him?

"Your Majesty, aren't you going to do anything about that mistress? How could that wild girl possibly be worthy of you..."

"Enough! This is my family matter, you have no right to interfere!" Tang Hao's fierce eyes were enough to make Yu Xiaogang tremble and dare not say another word.

Do you have any money on you?

"Huh?" Yu Xiaogang was taken aback. He looked up at him and saw the large hand that was outstretched in front of him. He quickly nodded.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

He took out a handful of gold soul coins from his pocket and arranged them one by one in his palm.

"What a nuisance!" Tang Hao snatched it away impatiently. "Consider this a loan from me. Take good care of Xiao San while I'm gone!"

After saying that, before Yu Xiaogang could respond, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Yu Xiaogang, left behind, looked at his empty palms and felt like crying.

He was already freeloading here, so where would he get the money to properly take care of Tang San?

Xiao Wu had just entered the seventh dormitory.