Douluo Continent: Possessing Tang San's Body, Inheriting Life and Destruction

Yu Xiaogang reached out and took it.

The moment the hammer touched his hand, a heavy force suddenly pulled him down. Yu Xiaogang was completely unprepared; his wrist sank, and he staggered forward a step, his shoulder tilting to one side.

Yu Xiaogang instinctively wanted to grip it tightly, but the weight of the hammer far exceeded his expectations. A lump of iron weighing fifty or sixty pounds was nothing in the hands of a level twenty-nine Great Soul Master, provided that Yu Xiaogang was prepared.

But Yu Xiaogang's fingers hadn't had time to tighten yet.

"Clang!"

The hammer slipped from his hand and slammed hard into Yu Xiaogang's toes.

"hiss!!!"

Yu Xiaogang gasped, jumped up as if electrocuted, his facial muscles contorted instantly, he grimaced, veins throbbed on his forehead, and his eyes turned red.

Bending over and clutching his injured foot, Yu Xiaogang hopped on one foot several times, hissing and gasping for breath, before finally recovering. His long robe was stained with mud and dust, making him look utterly disheveled.

"T-Teacher, I'm so sorry!" Tang San hurriedly stepped forward, apologizing with a guilty look on his face, and frantically tried to help Yu Xiaogang up. "It's all because this hammer was too heavy, I forgot to remind you..."

Tang San's tone was extremely sincere, his expression was full of self-reproach, and tears even welled up in his eyes. His little face turned bright red, just like a child who had accidentally made a mistake and was afraid of being scolded.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, enduring the sharp pain in his toe, and waved his hand, "No...it's nothing..."

Yu Xiaogang glanced down at the hammer on the ground, his pupils contracting slightly. This hammer... weighed at least fifty or sixty pounds.

How could a six-year-old child carry a 50-60 pound weight for dozens of miles without changing expression and with a steady gait? How much strength must he have when swinging that hammer?

Could it be that he was born with superhuman strength?

Yu Xiaogang's gaze fell on Tang San, and he re-examined this newly accepted disciple, temporarily ignoring the pain in his toes.

Tang San stood there, his face still bearing a guilty expression, his small hands nervously clutching the hem of his clothes, looking pitiful.

But I was secretly thrilled.

I've held this grudge for six whole years. Six years! Do you know how I spent those six years?!

You think I'm disgusting? Well then, I'll make you feel the pain too.

Of course, Tang San knew that even if Yu Xiaogang was a useless fellow, he was still a level 29 Great Soul Master, with physical abilities far superior to ordinary people. This blow would at most cause swelling for a couple of days and break a toe; nothing serious would happen. There were still many days ahead.

"Teacher, are you alright?" Tang San leaned closer again, reaching out to help him up, his little face full of worry.

"It's okay... let's go." Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, bent down to pick up the hammer from the ground, and barely managed to lift it with both hands. He limped forward, his mouth twitching with every step.

Tang San followed obediently behind, his head down, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, which he quickly suppressed.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the bluestone path. Tang San stepped across the dappled light, his steps as light and quick as a cat that had just stolen some fish.

The Academic Affairs Office is located on the first floor of the main teaching building. The room is small and simply furnished.

The teacher in charge of welcoming the new students was a man who looked to be in his sixties, and two other young teachers under the age of thirty assisted him.

Yu Xiaogang limped over, his lips twitching slightly with each step.

Yu Xiaogang placed the Spirit Hall's certificate on the table and said to the older teacher, "Director Su, this is the work-study student sent by Holy Soul Village this year. Could you please help him register?"

Upon seeing the visitor, Director Su greeted him with a broad smile, "Master, what happened to your foot?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression remained unchanged, but his lips twitched slightly as he awkwardly replied, "It's nothing, I just accidentally hit it."

"Are you alright? Do you need one of the academy's healing soul masters to take a look?" Director Su stood up, moved a chair over from the side, and enthusiastically pushed it over.

Yu Xiaogang waved his hand in refusal, his tone carrying a hint of cold indifference to maintain his composure: "No need, it'll be done in a bit. You can register my disciple first."

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang turned to Tang San, his voice softening slightly: "Xiao San, register here yourself. These teachers will tell you how to do it. I'm leaving now, I'll come find you later."

After speaking, Yu Xiaogang handed the Vajra Hammer back to Tang San, his gaze lingering on the hammer for a moment, as if weighing something in his hand.

"Okay, teacher!" Tang San took the hammer, hugged it with both hands, and put it behind his back again.

The master smiled, turned around with a smug look on his face, and limped out of the academic affairs office.

Hearing Tang San address the master, Director Su seemed quite interested and asked with a somewhat strange expression, "Young man, have you become the master's disciple?"

There was a subtle surprise in his tone, as if he were saying, "Someone would actually want to become his disciple."

Tang San nodded, saying with a helpless expression, "Yes, teacher."

Director Su shook his head repeatedly, then smiled wryly, "I never expected a master to take on disciples. However, you are still a student of this academy, and you must abide by the academy's rules and regulations from now on, do you understand?"

Tang San nodded without saying anything more.

Director Su took the Spirit Hall's certificate, looked at it, and laughed, "Tang San, right? Oh, you still have innate full spirit power. It's a pity your spirit is Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San's expression remained unchanged as he nodded: "Yes, it's a great pity."

Director Su glanced at Tang San, but didn't say anything more, and began to process the paperwork.

Filling out forms, registering, receiving school uniforms, assigning dormitories... the whole process takes only a short while.

Director Su pushed the school uniform in front of Tang San and said, "Alright, that's fine. This is your stuff; it's provided free of charge by the academy. You'll live in dormitory room seven. The teacher in charge there will arrange work for you as a work-study student. Go now."

"Thank you." Tang San put his things away, turned around and walked out of the academic affairs office.

There is only one dormitory building, which is easy to find. All the students and teachers of the college live here.

Tang San walked down the corridor, where the number "seven" was painted in red on the wall.

Pushing open the door, a smell mixed with sweat and dampness hit me.

Tang San's gaze swept across the room. The room was quite spacious, with fifty beds arranged in two rows. But there were only beds, bare wooden planks; only eleven of them had bedding.

An older child noticed the commotion at the door, got up from his bunk, and walked over.

Tang San thought to himself, this person must be Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng walked up to Tang San, slightly raised his chin, and said with a hint of condescension, "The new work-study student?"

The tone wasn't harsh, but the message that "I'm in charge here" was very clear.

Tang San smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant: "Wang Sheng, right? Hello!"

"My name is... uh... how do you know me?" Wang Sheng was about to introduce himself, but he swallowed the words back. He didn't expect Tang San to be so unpredictable.

Tang San's smile remained unchanged, his tone carrying a hint of admiration: "You're the leader of Dormitory Seven, everyone knows that!"

"Huh? Am I that famous?" Wang Sheng scratched the back of his head, his expression changing from condescending to puzzled.