Douluo Continent, I've brought the entire Dragon King.

Chapter 40 Robbery? Sorry, times have changed.

Night had fallen when three dark figures climbed over the wall of Shrek Academy.

Tang San changed into a black outfit and wore a black cloth hat, his entire face hidden in the shadows.

Dai Mubai was also dressed in all black, and his long golden hair was tucked into his hat, making him almost unrecognizable without close inspection.

Ma Hongjun was the worst off; his round body, wrapped in black clothes, looked like a black ball of flesh, and he walked with a swaying gait.

The three of them crept along the base of the wall and quietly made their way to the vicinity of Shrek Academy on the other side.

Tang San chose a secluded corner and squatted down.

Dai Mubai squatted to his left, and Ma Hongjun squatted to his right.

The three men stared intently at the tightly closed door.

"My martial spirit might expose my identity—"

Tang San thought to himself.

"But as long as we are careful enough and a sneak attack succeeds, they won't have time to see our martial spirit clearly."

"If all else fails—"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Kill him to silence him."

Tang San knew from a young age that this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak.

Pity is something that should be discarded the most.

Time passed by, second by second.

A quarter of an hour.

Half an hour.

One hour.

The gate remained tightly shut, and no one came out.

Ma Hongjun started to get restless.

His body twisted and turned as if nails had grown into the chair.

"Tang San—can he really catch someone?"

His voice was low, but his impatience was almost palpable.

Tang San didn't look at him; his gaze remained fixed on the door.

"I said from the beginning that it wasn't certain we'd be able to get a spot."

"Today we're just figuring out their activity schedule to prepare for the next operation."

Ma Hongjun scratched his head and muttered something.

"I know—but squatting like this forever isn't a solution—"

He paused, then lowered his voice.

"Tang San, I have something to tell you."

"My inner fire—it's going to flare up soon."

"If you don't vent your anger in time, it could kill you."

Tang San frowned.

He turned his head and glanced at Ma Hongjun.

"I clearly said from the beginning that we might not be able to get a spot."

"You're telling me this now?"

Ma Hongjun shrank his neck.

"I know—but there's nothing I can do about it—"

He glanced at Dai Mubai, then at Tang San.

"How about you two squat down first, and I go vent my anger?"

"I'll be back very soon, I guarantee I'll be back in half an hour!"

Tang San's face darkened.

"If you leave now, you won't get any of the remaining pills."

Ma Hongjun's body stiffened.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but when he met Tang San's eyes, he swallowed his words back.

"Okay, okay, I'll squat—I'll squat, alright?"

Ma Hongjun squatted down again with a helpless expression, his fat face drooping down.

Dai Mubai remained silent, but a slight smile played on his lips, as if he were mocking Ma Hongjun.

An unknown amount of time passed.

The tightly closed door finally opened.

Several figures walked out from inside.

Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up.

"They're here."

He lowered his voice and quickly glanced at the group of people.

There are four in total.

Tang San recognized the two people walking at the very front.

It was the same trash I'd seen at the recruitment day before, with only one ring of soul power.

Tang San had never seen the two who followed behind him.

Tang San quickly analyzed the situation.

"Two ring roads, two unknowns —"

He thought to himself.

"Their overall strength is not strong."

He turned his head and looked at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

"I recognize those two in front; they're from the First Ring Road."

"Do you know those two in the back?"

Dai Mubai squinted at it, then shook his head.

"Never seen it before."

Ma Hongjun also shook his head and grinned.

"Who cares who he is, as long as it's not that woman."

"That woman is absolutely fierce—"

Dai Mubai patted his head.

"Even if that woman is here, we're not afraid."

"Last time it was just—I lost by accident."

Ma Hongjun nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes, it was an accident, an accident!"

Listening to their conversation, Tang San felt that something was amiss.

But this time, he wasn't unprepared.

Tang San's right hand twitched slightly.

There was something hidden in the cuff.

Crystal-coated gold dragon whisker needles.

It ranks among the top ten hidden weapons of the Tang Clan.

Within three meters, he can break through internal martial arts qi; this is his trump card.

"Let's go."

Tang San said in a low voice.

The three of them followed silently.

The four people left the academy and walked eastward along the street.

They were chatting and laughing, and seemed very relaxed.

Tang San followed behind, keeping a safe distance.

If you get too close, you'll be spotted; if you're too far away, you'll easily lose track of them.

He considered his tracking skills to be quite good.

But after walking two streets, Tang San frowned.

The four people seemed to have sensed something.

Their pace quickened.

Moreover, they no longer take the main roads, but instead choose to explore the alleys.

A bad feeling welled up in Tang San's heart.

"We've been discovered?"

He thought to himself.

"Impossible—I followed that far—"

After turning another corner, the four people suddenly disappeared.

Tang San stopped and looked around.

This is a dead end.

There was a high wall in front, and enclosed houses on the left and right.

There are no other exits.

The four people were standing at the end of the alley.

She turned around and looked at him.

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.

"We've been counter-surveilled—"

They weren't lost by luck; they were deliberately led here.

Tang San glanced around.

There was no one else, no pedestrians, no witnesses.

This is the perfect ambush location.

However, the one who was ambushed was him.

A sinister glint flashed in Tang San's eyes.

"Is the other party trying to use dirty tricks?"

"Since that's the case—"

Without hesitation, he shouted directly behind him.

"Let's do it!"

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun rushed in from the alley entrance.

The two martial spirits possessed each other simultaneously.

Dai Mubai's Evil-Eyed White Tiger has black and white fur covering its entire body, and three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, rise from its feet.

Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix had purplish-red flames burning around its body, with two yellow soul rings slowly pulsating.

Tang San also released his Blue Silver Grass, and two yellow spirit rings appeared beneath his feet.

There are four people opposite us, two from the Second Ring Road and two from the First Ring Road.

Dai Mubai looked at the setup opposite him and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"We've got this in the bag."

Ma Hongjun also laughed, but his laugh was incredibly lewd.

"Leave the two first-tier rings to me!"

He was the first to rush forward, and with a wave of his hands, a ball of flame condensed at the corner of his mouth, ready to breathe fire.

The slightly shorter boy opposite him took something out of his pocket.

The thing wasn't big, it was dark gray all over, and shaped like a flat cylinder.

Ma Hongjun was stunned.

"What is that thing?"

next second.

The boy pressed the button on the cylinder.

A blinding blue beam shot out from the cylinder at an astonishing speed.

Ma Hongjun had no time to dodge.

The beam of light slammed into his chest.

"ah"

Ma Hongjun screamed as he was blasted away, his round body tumbling several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

His clothes were badly burned, leaving a black mark on his chest, and several strands of his hair were singed.

"What the hell is this?!"

Ma Hongjun lay on the ground, his face filled with terror.

Zhang Yangzi came out from behind, also holding the same cylinder in his hand.

He glanced at Wang Jinxi beside him, and the two of them smiled.

"fire!"

"Bang bang bang"

One after another, blue beams of light shot out from four directions, so densely packed they looked like rain.

Dai Mubai's expression changed, and he quickly used his first soul skill.

"White Tiger Protective Barrier!"

A white light covered his entire body, forming a protective layer.

But the power of that beam was far greater than he had imagined.

One dish after another, it just wouldn't stop.

Under the intense bombardment, cracks began to appear in Dai Mubai's protective shield.

His old wounds were also ruptured by the shock, and blood seeped out from under the bandages.

"Damn it—what the hell is this thing?!"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, wanting to rush forward.

But the four people on the other side were spread out and attacked from four directions at the same time, so he had no idea which direction to charge in.

Another shot hit him in the back.

Dai Mubai stumbled forward two steps, his legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground.

Then, another beam of light struck the back of his head.

Dai Mubai's vision went black, and he fainted.

Tang San stood there, completely dumbfounded.

He watched as Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun fell to the ground, and saw the four people opposite him holding those strange cylinders.

My mind went completely blank.

"What...what kind of weapon is this?"

Tang San's voice trembled slightly.

He had lived in the Tang Clan for so many years and had seen countless hidden weapons.

Hidden blade, throwing knife, ————

But none of them are this shape.

and----

Tang San's gaze fell on that beam of light.

The power was too great, the firepower was too concentrated.

"How is this possible?!"

Tang San's pupils contracted violently.

Before he could figure it out, the four people opposite him had already surrounded him.

Four directions.

Four people.

Four Soul-Guided Cannons.

Fire simultaneously.

"Bang bang bang bang—!"

Four blue beams of light shot towards Tang San from four directions simultaneously.

Tang San wanted to dodge, but the place was too small, making it difficult for him to use the Ghost Shadow Step. Moreover, the four of them were very accurate, as if they had unlocked a lock, and all four beams of light hit him.

Tang San's body was blasted into the air, crashed heavily into the wall next to him, and then fell down.

His clothes were torn to shreds, his body was covered in burns and abrasions, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He lay face down on the ground, unable to move.

Zhang Yangzi put away the soul-guided cannon, walked forward, and looked down at the three people lying on the ground.

"Is that all?"

There was a hint of surprise in his tone.

"I thought it was something really amazing."

"Seriously, when did our aim become so good? We weren't this accurate back in the academy."

"I don't know, but I can brag about it—I hit the bullseye every single day today!"

Wang Jinxi walked over and kicked Ma Hongjun's round body.

"This fat guy—his martial spirit seems to be the Evil Fire Phoenix?"

Zhang Yangzi nodded.

"Yes, it should be."

Wang Jinxi spoke first.

"Oh right, before I came out, the dean gave me a pill, saying that this kind of pill was for the Evil Fire Phoenix guy to eat."

"Then feed it to him."

"Um."

After feeding them the pills, the four of them left, leaving behind three figures lying there.

"Ah!!! It's hot, so hot!"

Ma Hongjun quickly awoke after being fed the pill, his body burning with fever and intense internal heat. His eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze fell upon the two people beside him...

Meanwhile, in the dean's office.

[Detection indicates an increase in Tang San's recognition of Shrek Academy as a monster academy!]

[Congratulations, host, on receiving the reward: Special Student Yang Nianxia (Three-Ring Soul Master)]

[Detection indicates that key figure Dai Mubai's acceptance of Shrek Academy as a monster academy has increased!]

[Congratulations, host, on receiving the reward: Special Student—Wei Xiaofeng (Three-Ring Soul Master)]

[The key figure Ma Hongjun's recognition of Shrek Academy as a monster academy has increased!]

[Congratulations, host, on receiving the reward: Special Student—Zheng Yiran (Three-Ring Soul Master)]

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