Douluo Continent: Wielding Ice and Fire, Starting by Crushing Shrek Academy

After listening, Liu Erlong remained silent for a long time without responding.

Yu Xiaogang's heart sank, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Erlong, are you not even willing to help me?"

Liu Erlong let out a long sigh, took Yu Xiaogang's hand, and murmured softly.

"Xiao Gang, it's not that I don't want to help you, but this matter... Blue Tyrant Academy can't get involved."

Why?

Yu Xiaogang was taken aback and couldn't help but raise his voice a few decibels.

"Xiao Gang, do you know Yu Tianheng? He's my nephew."

With lingering fear in his eyes, Liu Erlong asked with a wry smile.

"Yu Tianheng? That genius boy from the family? What happened to him?"

Liu Erlong took a deep breath and began to recount the events of the past.

"A few months ago, Tianheng offended the people from Luoyuan in Tiandou City. He was also seriously injured by that girl named Yanfei."

"I was seriously injured at the time and it took me more than a month to recover in bed."

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed slightly; he knew firsthand how fierce Yan Fei was.

"In the academy, there is a girl named Dugu Yan, who can be considered an admirer of Tian Heng and is also the granddaughter of Poison Douluo Dugu Bo."

"Yan Yan begged her grandfather for a long time before Poison Douluo finally agreed to go to Luo Garden to help him seek justice."

"result……"

A bitter smile appeared on Liu Erlong's lips.

"As a result, Poison Douluo left less than an incense stick's time after entering, his face ashen, and he never mentioned Luo Garden again."

"Yan Yan also asked her grandfather, and the Poison Douluo only said one thing: don't provoke Luo Yuan, and then he shut himself away and never came out!"

After hearing Liu Erlong's story, Yu Xiaogang's last hope was shattered, and his shoulders slumped slightly.

Liu Erlong held Yu Xiaogang's hand tightly and patiently offered his advice.

"Xiaogang, I know you're in a difficult position, but we really can't afford to offend Luoyuan."

"Even Poison Douluo has admitted defeat, so what can we do? Blue Tyrant Academy is just a small academy, and I don't want to drag you into this quagmire."

"But Shrek now..."

Liu Erlong interrupted him firmly.

"Xiaogang, listen to my advice."

"Since Luoyuan said they'll wait for Young Master Luo to return, let's do as they say."

"If he's easy to talk to, everything will be fine, but if he's not... you'd better look for another way!"

Yu Xiaogang sighed helplessly, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Erlong, excuse me."

Liu Erlong escorted him to the door, holding his hand as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

After a long silence, he finally spoke weakly: "Xiao Gang, if it really doesn't work... the gates of Blue Tyrant Academy will always be open for you."

"But I really can't help you with what happened at Luoyuan!"

Yu Xiaogang nodded and left with heavy steps.

As he passed by the training grounds of Blue Tyrant Academy, he saw the students training hard.

Some were practicing boxing, some were releasing their martial spirits, and some were sparring.

Each one of them was full of vigor and hope.

Yu Xiaogang stopped and watched for a while.

He thought of the Shrek kids.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing.

They are all geniuses, they are all monsters.

But now, they don't even have a place to stay.

He was not reconciled.

But what can we do?

Erlong is right, in this world, strength reigns supreme.

If you lack strength, you must bow your head.

Yu Xiaogang sighed and continued walking forward.

As he walked out of the gates of Blue Tyrant Academy, he looked back once.

Liu Erlong also stood at the door, looking at him with eyes full of pity, but even more so, helplessness.

Yu Xiaogang could only turn and leave, his back view showing utter desolation.

Back at the inn, Yu Xiaogang pushed open the door and entered.

Flanders looked up at him, full of hope.

"How is it?"

Yu Xiaogang was unwilling to say more, and just kept shaking his head.

"As expected."

Flander sighed helplessly, then asked again.

"What about Rongrong?"

There's no news yet.

Yu Xiaogang plopped down and poured himself a glass of water.

"But she went to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which should be stronger than ours."

Flanders nodded repeatedly without saying anything more.

Two of the once-famous "golden trio" can now only find solace in silence.

In the next room, Dai Mubai lay dejectedly on the bed.

His chest was still wrapped in bandages, and his face was deathly pale.

He stared at the ceiling, his eyes vacant.

Ma Hongjun sat on the edge of the bed, half of his face still swollen.

He lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"Fatty."

Dai Mubai suddenly turned around and spoke.

"Tell me, did I do something wrong?"

Ma Hongjun was stunned for a moment, wondering what Boss Dai meant by "making a mistake".

Seeing this, Dai Mubai explained, "If I hadn't impulsively triggered the avalanche, wouldn't none of this have happened?"

"Boss Dai, it was Xue Beng who started it with his foul mouth."

"I know."

Dai Mubai covered his forehead, his tone heavy, "But in this world, there is no right or wrong, only strength."

"Avalanche isn't strong enough, so it'll have to take my hits."

"We're not strong enough, so we'll be bullied by Luo Yuan!"

"Luoyuan is powerful enough that it can completely disregard our lives!"

Ma Hongjun remained silent, quietly watching Dai Mubai's incessant chatter.

"I want to become stronger."

Dai Mubai closed his eyes and clenched his teeth.

"So strong that I no longer need to bow my head; so strong that everyone must bow to me!"

Ma Hongjun also clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Boss Dai, me too!"

Late at night, Luoyuan Garden.

Qiluo stood alone in the flowerbed, pruning the flowers and plants.

This has been her habit for many years, because the spirit of flowers and plants is purest at night.

The movements were gentle, as if caring for a child.

Her long hair shimmered softly under the lamplight.

Juyun remained seated on the covered bridge, holding her sword in her hands.

With a hint of wariness, I closed my eyes to rest.

Yan Fei was already asleep, and the sound of her even breathing could be heard in the room.

At this moment, Luoyuan Garden is at its quietest.

Exotic flowers and plants swayed gently in the night breeze; everything was so peaceful.

Unfortunately, a sudden surge of inexplicable hostility caused Ju Yun to open her eyes abruptly.

"Someone's there!"

Qi Luo stopped what she was doing, looked up at the night sky, and frowned slightly.

A dark shadow descended from the sky and landed in the courtyard of Luoyuan.

It was fast, yet landed silently.

The newcomer had messy hair and wore a tattered outfit under a coarse cloth cloak.

His eyes held a hint of dejection, and a faint surge of soul power emanated from them.

He appeared to be a down-on-his-luck middle-aged man, yet he exuded a dangerous aura.

He looked at everything in Luoyuan, and a fierce fighting spirit surged forth.

"Where did this scoundrel come from? How dare he break into Luoyuan at night!"

Ju Yun suddenly stood up, drew her sword, and charged forward.

The sword light was like autumn water, and the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum Martial Spirit bloomed wildly behind him.

The moment the newcomer saw the Martial Soul's true form, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"It's... another rotten chrysanthemum!"

Ju Yun didn't understand the meaning behind his words. Seeing that he didn't answer, she drew her sword and thrust it forward fiercely.

The opponent was equally decisive, drawing a giant hammer from thin air to block the sword thrust.

Nine spirit rings immediately rose up in succession, with the last ring being blood red, representing a spirit ring that lasts for 100,000 years.

The pressure from the Title Douluo was like a mountain, causing the entire Luo Garden to tremble.