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

Chapter 41 Darkness and Despair

When Tang San woke up, it was almost dawn. Tang San was in pain all over his body and felt weak. He basically had no strength left, which was quite normal.

After all, he had been bombarded by the Shrek Academy students with strange and unusual weapons last night, and the power of those weapons was quite terrifying.

Tang San knew that even if he used Blue Silver Grass for defense, it would be useless; his Blue Silver Grass would probably be blown to smithereens.

Pain is normal; it would be abnormal not to feel pain.

Tang San closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and prepared to sit up by supporting himself on the ground.

Just then, Tang San suddenly felt his body was very cold, and when the wind blew on him, it seemed as if it did not encounter any resistance.

Just then, Tang San looked down and noticed a pile of tattered cloth scattered around him.

No, that's impossible. Even if it were bombarded, my clothes shouldn't be this badly damaged.

(When they fight, only their clothes get torn, instead of turning into shredded cloth on the ground.)

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly turned his head.

On the left, Dai Mubai lay on the ground, his clothes torn to shreds, his long golden hair scattered everywhere, revealing his muscular chest and arms.

On the right, Ma Hongjun lay prone a few meters away, his round back exposed.

Tang San's mind went blank. You see, the two of them were defeated by Shrek Academy first, but their clothes were not like this before.

"This—this is—"

His lips were trembling, and his mind was racing.

Dai Mubai also woke up. He shook his head, propped himself up on his arms and sat up. Then, he saw the tattered cloth on his body and his face turned ashen.

Ma Hongjun was the last to wake up.

He rolled over, lay sprawled on the ground, and stretched.

Then, he froze.

"what?"

Ma Hongjun blinked and sensed the soul power within his body.

A look of surprise suddenly flashed in those small eyes.

"Boss Dai! Boss Dai!"

He scrambled to his feet, not caring whether he was dressed or not, and pounced on Dai Mubai.

"I think I've broken through to level 30!"

"Level 30! Did you hear that? Level 30!"

"Getting beaten up can actually make you stronger?!"

Dai Mubai didn't reply; his expression was even more unpleasant than before.

Ma Hongjun was still excited.

"Great! Now I'm a Soul Master too!"

He stopped mid-sentence, because when he pounced on Dai Mubai, the sensation was wrong.

It was at this moment that Ma Hongjun noticed the state of the two men, especially their stares as they were intently staring at him, as if they wanted to devour him.

Ma Hongjun shrank his neck.

"W--what's wrong?"

Just then, Ma Hongjun also noticed the situation: Where are the clothes? Why are the clothes gone?

Ma Hongjun's expression changed from surprise to horror.

"This—this—this—"

He quickly spread his arms wide to protect himself and shrank back several meters.

"Brother Dai, Tang San, what—what have you done to me?!"

"Let me warn you, although I, Ma Hongjun, am dashing and charming, I'm not into that kind of thing!"

Dai Mubai's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, while Tang San's face was as white as paper.

Neither of them spoke.

Looking at their expressions, Ma Hongjun suddenly realized something.

"wrong----"

He swallowed hard.

"Is it the two of you who were... or all three of us...?"

Or perhaps—

His voice grew softer and softer.

Tang San's lips trembled, and a thought swirled in his mind like a venomous snake.

Tang San could not accept this fact.

Especially now, this feeling of evil fire is still quite familiar.

How could it be—how could it be—

Dai Mubai's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"You—just you wait."

"I'll give you a good talking to when we get back."

As a dignified man like Dai Mubai, who frequently frequents various romantic venues, I have never experienced anything like this before. For someone as skilled in the ways of love as myself, this is simply an utter disgrace!

Ma Hongjun shrank his neck, as if trying to explain something.

Suddenly, his eyes widened; he remembered—last night—

After he ate that pill—

Fever all over the body — intense internal heat — then —

Ma Hongjun's expression suddenly changed. He remembered everything. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak.

"Um—Boss Dai, Tang San—I remember now—"

Dai Mubai let out a low growl.

"Shut up!"

Tang San also looked over coldly.

"Shut up."

Their voices rang out simultaneously.

Ma Hongjun was startled and shuddered, but he couldn't help but mutter something under his breath.

"This isn't my fault—"

Dai Mubai's eyes reddened.

"I told you to shut up!"

Ma Hongjun quickly covered his mouth, not daring to say anything more.

The three of them remained silent.

A cool night breeze was blowing.

Tang San took a deep breath and stood up, supporting himself on the ground.

His legs were trembling; it was hard to tell whether it was from the cold or from anger.

"Change your clothes."

His voice was cold.

"go back."

Dai Mubai nodded, and the three of them randomly found three passersby, knocked them unconscious, and then put their clothes on themselves.

Without saying a word, the three of them quickly walked back to the dilapidated Shrek Academy along the way they had come.

Along the way, Tang San walked ahead at a fast pace.

Dai Mubai followed behind him, his face ashen.

Ma Hongjun walked at the very back, his head down.

After entering the academy gate, the three of them went back to their respective rooms.

Tang San closed the door, leaned against it, and slowly slid down to sit on the ground.

His eyes were fixed on the ceiling, his gaze vacant.

Anger surged within his chest.

"Ma Hongjun————"

Tang San's voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth.

"There is already a way to die."

His fingers drew deep lines on the floor.

"Dai Mubai————"

"There is also a way to die."

Tang San closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"These two people—cannot be allowed to live."

"Otherwise, if this gets out—my reputation as Tang San will be ruined."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"When the time is right—we'll eliminate them all at once."

Then, Tang San remembered the academy across the street.

Those students, those soul-guided cannons.

If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have gone to stake out the area.

If you don't lie in wait, you won't get knocked out; if you don't get knocked out, you won't—

Tang San slammed his fist into the floor.

"Bang--!"

A crack appeared in the wooden board.

"That academy—everyone—"

"A path to death!"

He gritted his teeth and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"One day—I will make you all pay the price."