Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King

It can take away other people's ideals and dreams, steal other people's memories, and steal the ideas that the other person is about to put into practice, causing them to be temporarily stunned. However, during this stage, it cannot retain the stolen ideas and must take corresponding actions on behalf of the stolen object.

It's like if Nan Fusheng and Xie Xie were standing on the edge of a cliff, and Xie Xie had the thought of jumping off and was about to act on it, and Nan Fusheng stole his thought, then Xie Xie would be momentarily stunned, but Nan Fusheng would correspondingly make the action of jumping off the cliff.

This is a huge hidden danger. However, when Nan Fusheng was experimenting with stealing this ability, he also discovered that he could use his martial soul to steal this ability, and he could also let his martial soul or spirit bear the consequences for him. For example, if he stole someone else's idea of ​​jumping off a building, Nan Fusheng could make his martial soul and spirit take corresponding actions, but he himself would not have to do anything.

Chapter 20 Tang Wulin Suffers School Bullying?

Xie Xie's spirits lifted; were they about to give out rewards?

“Every new school year, the college holds a major competition, which is held by both the intermediate and senior divisions. Our intermediate division has a total of six grades, and all of them participate. The competition is called the promotion competition.”

"Promotion tournament?" Tang Wulin's eyes showed doubt.

Wu Changkong explained, "The so-called promotion tournament starts with the weakest class sending students to challenge others. Class 5 challenges Class 4, and so on. If a class wins, their ranking changes. In other words, if we defeat Class 4, we will no longer be Class 5, the bottom-ranked class in first grade, but Class 4. The lower-ranked classes will confirm their challengers, and those who win can continue to challenge until they lose, progressing from first grade all the way up to sixth grade. The highest rank we can achieve is Class 1 of the grade. If we continue to challenge higher-grade classes and win, we will receive a reward for the first victory in each higher-grade challenge."

Xie Xie said, "So that means our class was the first to initiate the challenge?" Of the six grades, there are five classes in the first grade, and Class 5 is ranked last. In other words, their class is at the bottom of the entire intermediate grade.

“Yes!” Wu Changkong nodded. “For the class, this is a battle for glory. At the same time, if you can challenge someone of a higher level, the rewards will be very generous.”

Xie Xie said proudly, "No problem, Teacher Wu, leave it to me. I'll take on all the way up, maybe even challenge the sixth graders directly."

Wu Changkong snorted disdainfully, "You were just defeated by Nan Fusheng, and now you've already forgotten the pain. The minimum number of participants is two."

"And do you really think having twin martial souls makes you invincible? Do you know what kind of people are selected for Class One? This world is never short of geniuses, although many geniuses also perish. But in the intermediate division, your talent is only considered average."

After Wu Changkong said that, Xie Xie was speechless for a moment. There was nothing he could do, since he had indeed lost.

"And who said that there can only be two participants if there's a minimum of two?"

Upon hearing Wu Changkong's words, Xie Xie had a bad feeling. He turned to Tang Wulin in shock and asked, "Teacher, do you mean we should compete with him?"

Nan Fusheng could only say, "When did it become 'the two of us'? Are we that close?"

Wu Changkong leaned back in his chair, suddenly becoming very generous, "You can have a better option too."

"I..." Xie Xie really wanted to say that he wouldn't go with him. But after thinking about it, not to mention Nan Fusheng who defeated him, he also recalled the classmates whose abilities were terrible in the class competition just now, and he really couldn't say anything.

No matter what, this guy in front of him had defeated him twice before, and he also possessed that mysterious golden scale power.

Wu Changkong said, "The competition will be held in a month. Therefore, starting tomorrow, in addition to classes, I will give the three of you special training every night. The task I have set for you is very simple: change our class name to Class 1, Grade 1."

Tang Wulin asked instinctively, "What if we fail to do it?"

"Hehe!" Wu Changkong laughed. His already handsome appearance was further amplified by his laughter, leaving Tang Wulin and Xie Xie momentarily stunned. However, as they stared in disbelief, they also felt a chilling aura suddenly rise from their tailbone, a bone-chilling cold.

Stepping out of Wu Changkong's office, Nan Fusheng remained expressionless, while Tang Wulin wore a slight smile. Although it was because the other classmates hadn't performed well enough, at least he had been chosen to represent the class in the competition. This was the glory of a Soul Master; had he finally taken a step into the world of Soul Masters? Besides Teacher Mang Tian, ​​Teacher Wu also said he had a chance.

"Hey!" Xie Xie called out to him coldly.

Tang Wulin turned to look at him, "What are you doing? I'll fight you again, I won't just eat your meal for free."

"That's not what I meant. I meant to tell you, don't hold me back in the competition a month from now," Xie Xie said proudly.

Tang Wulin sighed softly, "Does your face still hurt?"

Nan Fusheng sighed softly, just like Tang Wulin, "Does your face still hurt?" When Xie Xie fell to the ground after Nan Fusheng stole his consciousness, he landed face-first.

Xie Xie's pride froze instantly, and his fists clenched tightly.

Tang Wulin patted his shoulder, "I have to go out tonight, how about tomorrow night? I'll play with you then."

Upon hearing Tang Wulin's words, Xie Xie immediately turned his attention to Nan Fusheng, saying, "I'm not satisfied with today's match. If you have the guts, don't use that soul skill this time. Go head-to-head with me!"

Hearing this, Nan Fusheng laughed. "Fine, I can choose not to use that soul skill, but you shouldn't use your soul power in return. You, an agility-type soul master, are asking me, a control-type, to go toe-to-toe with you? Have you forgotten what Teacher Wu just said?"

Hearing this, Xie Xie didn't know how to refute it, since what others said did make sense.

Nan Fusheng ignored him and headed straight for the cafeteria, while Tang Wulin went towards the advanced section.

After lunch, we continued with the afternoon classes.

The meditation technique taught by Wu Changkong was indeed much more complex than what he learned in the junior academy, but its effects were also significantly better. It was said to be a simplified version of a super meditation technique derived from Shrek Academy, a legendary academy on the continent.

Under the pressure of Wu Changkong's cold and stern gaze, the students learned very quickly, and by the end of the afternoon, they had basically mastered the basic operating procedures.

The next morning.

Nan Fusheng finished his cultivation and led Wang Ba and the other two towards the dormitory building. Before they even reached the gate, he saw a group of upperclassmen surrounding someone.

School bullying?

Nan Fusheng had no interest in meddling in other people's business until he saw a figure rush out from the group of senior students—it was Tang Wulin!

Just as Tang Wulin was about to break through the encirclement, a tall figure suddenly appeared silently in front of him, followed by a blinding light. Even Nan Fusheng, who was watching, couldn't help but squint, and felt a slight stinging sensation on his skin.

Tang Wulin, facing the attack head-on, felt as if his body was about to burst into flames. His forward momentum suddenly slowed down, and with a cold snort and a sharp pain in his chest, he was kicked and fell back into the encirclement.

Seeing this, Nan Fusheng knew it was time for him to make his move. Whether it was to gain Tang Wulin's favor or because they were classmates in Class 5, he should step in, both morally and logically. Otherwise, if Wu Changkong found out later, he would definitely get a scolding and might even be put on a leash.

Chapter 21 Solving School Bullying Starts with Me

The intense light from before was released by Mu Xi. Two yellow, hundred-year-old spirit rings rose from beneath her feet. Above her head, a golden sphere of light, like the sun, flickered. On her left shoulder, a small, orange-red flame flickered slightly, seemingly her spirit. The intense heat was subsiding, but the surrounding air temperature had still risen considerably.

At that moment, she saw a tall, senior student raising his fist to smash Tang Wulin's face, and immediately shouted, "Stop!"

The male student reluctantly stopped, but still shoved Tang Wulin.

The other senior students stepped aside, and Mu Xi slowly walked up to Tang Wulin. Although the temperature of her martial soul was decreasing, her aura remained strong.

With two rings, she was already a Great Soul Master.

"I am Mu Xi from Class 1, Grade 5 of the Intermediate Department. I want to compete with you in forging. If you plan to continue your studies at the academy, don't refuse," Mu Xi said coldly.

She's a competitive girl, she always has been.

Tang Wulin's eyes narrowed. He hated being threatened the most, and the stubborn part of his personality quickly took over.

Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, the senior students around him, including Mu Xi, felt a dizziness and their bodies began to sway. When they regained their footing, a cold voice rang out.

"If you want to live, stop talking nonsense and get your lackeys out of here!"

Mu Xi's expression changed slightly, her slender body tensed instantly, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.

Others didn't know what was happening, but she could clearly feel that something hard was pressing against her waist. As the daughter of Mu Chen, an eight-star master craftsman, Mu Xi was quite knowledgeable and experienced. How could she not realize that it was a gun, a big and thick gun?

Mu Xi didn't believe that a two-ring Soul Master could withstand an attack from a Soul Guidance Spear at such close range. She dared not move, and didn't even dare to release her Martial Soul again.

"Get them all out of the way!" The sinister voice rang out again. A face peeked out from beside Mu Xi—it was none other than Nan Fusheng.

He was much shorter than Mu Xi. It looked like he had one arm draped over Mu Xi's shoulder, and in his other hand he was holding a soul-guided gun, which was pressed against Mu Xi's waist.

"Bastard, do you know what you're doing..." the tall male student roared, but his voice grew weaker and weaker, because at this moment...

A chilling aura emanated from his neck, as if the slightest movement would slit his throat, while a dagger was pressed against his waist.

“We know exactly what we are doing.”

A voice came from behind Gao Da, and the figure slowly emerged—it was Xie Xie!

Nan Fusheng said coldly, "Our patience is limited. If you think we won't dare to make a move at the academy, then you can try." As he spoke, he tightened his grip on Mu Xi's neck with his other hand, and Mu Xi immediately groaned in pain.

"You all get out of here!" Mu Xi shouted. She could clearly feel the killing intent coming from behind her. After all, she was only a thirteen-year-old child, and fear quickly took over.

The senior students had to scatter, and just then, a furious roar rang out, "Stop!"

Xie Xie, standing to the side, felt a sudden numbness throughout his body. The Light Dragon Dagger in his hands and the invisible Shadow Dragon Dagger vanished almost simultaneously. The next moment, he was lifted up in the hand of a tall figure as if an eagle had snatched a chick.

Upon seeing that figure, Nan Fusheng pushed Mu Xi forward and released her.

Intermediate Department Teaching Affairs Office.

"Speak! What happened?" Dean of Students Long Hengxu looked at the students in front of him with a stern expression.

Mu Xi lowered her head and said, "I just went to find Tang Wulin to compete in forging."

Long Hengxu glared at him coldly. "Is this why you threatened your senior with a knife? What if they don't stop? Would you really kill him?"

Xie Xie curled his lip and glanced disdainfully at the senior students present. "That's hard to say."

Long Hengxu turned to look at Nan Fusheng beside him, "Powerful soul tools are prohibited in the academy. Where did you get that soul tool gun? And you even used it to threaten your senior. If you don't explain this clearly, I have the right to expel you from the academy."

Unlike Xie Xie, who at least used his martial soul to threaten, Nan Fusheng was illegally possessing a weapon and using it to threaten his senior. This is a much more serious offense. The Federation currently regulates such soul-guided devices, and the academy has explicitly prohibited carrying soul-guided guns that can directly threaten the lives of others.

If Nan Fusheng doesn't explain himself clearly, Long Hengxu might not report the case to law enforcement out of consideration for their teacher-student relationship, but he won't keep Nan Fusheng, this unstable element, around.

Nan Fusheng lowered his head slightly, his eyes reddening slightly. "This is my mother's keepsake. The day before I came to Donghai Academy, a thug broke into my house and raped my mother. This soul guide gun belongs to that person."

I stole this gun from that person and killed him, but my mother later committed suicide with it. This incident is on record in Aolai City. Director Long, you can fire me if you want, but I will not hand over this soul-guided gun.

Upon hearing Nan Fusheng's words, everyone present was moved and looked at him. Even Xie Xie, who was somewhat at odds with Nan Fusheng, was surprised that Nan Fusheng would encounter such a thing. Tang Wulin had the strongest reaction; he opened his mouth but didn't know how to speak.

Long Hengxu wanted to slap himself. Good heavens, others were already in such a terrible state, yet he still forced them to bring up their painful memories. As for the possibility that Nan Fusheng was lying, he immediately ruled it out. After all, such a thing could be found out by checking in Aolai City, and there was absolutely no need for him to lie.

Long Hengxu awkwardly changed the subject, turning the conversation to Tang Wulin, "And you? As the instigator, what do you have to say?"

Although Tang Wulin was shocked by Nan Fusheng's experience, he said with a very firm look in his eyes: "When I was a child, my father told me this principle. When I first entered the junior academy, my father told me that if he found out that I was bullying classmates younger than me at school, he would punish me severely. However, if a classmate older than me bullied me, then I should fight back without hesitation, and he would never blame me."

Looking at the children in front of him, Long Hengxu suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion. One was unruly, another had a tragic past, and yet the third spoke with reason and evidence. Even after being the dean of students for so many years, he was speechless.

“Well said! I don’t think my students have done anything wrong either.” A cold voice rang out. The door to the disciplinary office opened, and Wu Changkong walked in with a gloomy face.

Long Hengxu frowned. "Teacher Wu, have you forgotten even the most basic courtesy of knocking on the door?"

Wu Changkong coldly replied, "Sorry!"