Douluo: Legend of the Holy Land

Chapter 10 Another Provocation

The sun rises in the east, and the sky brightens.

After finishing his meditation, Xiao Yu silently got up from the floor, quickly washed up, changed into the school uniform he had received from the academic affairs office yesterday, and left the dormitory for the teaching building.

Passing by the dormitory manager's office, Xiao Yu went in again to submit a report, explaining that the bed board was cracked and requesting a replacement, and paid the fee.

When the dormitory supervisor heard that Xiao Yu had cracked the bed board on his first day of living there, his eyes widened in surprise. You see, because of the appearance of the Soul Saint Miao, the dean had given Xiao Yu a lot of instructions about moving in, and all the furniture in Xiao Yu's dormitory was brand new and of the highest quality.

However, seeing that Xiao Yu was still just a little boy, the dormitory supervisor assumed that it was because the child was being naughty and jumping around on the bed, and told Xiao Yu a few words to not be naughty.

Xiao Yu nodded with an embarrassed smile. He couldn't very well tell the dormitory manager that it was his soul power that had caused this mess.

After leaving the dormitory building, Xiao Yu ate breakfast at the cafeteria and then strolled towards the teaching building.

The dean and the head of the academic affairs department had told Xiao Yu the location of the elite class yesterday. With the help of the signs in the academy, Xiao Yu easily found the classroom. The classroom was spacious and there were many empty seats. Xiao Yu had learned yesterday that because there were fewer students in the elite class, there were generally no specific requirements for the seats. Students could choose their seats at will, first come, first served.

Xiao Yu immediately chose a window seat. He had a special fondness for this spot since his student days. When he was bored, looking at the flower pots, green plants, birdsong, and fragrant flowers outside the window could also help him adjust his mood.

The class schedule at the Soul Master Academy is somewhat similar to that of Xiao Yu's university days in his previous life. A class lasts about an hour and a half, and after a class ends, the morning's theoretical lessons are over. The remaining time before lunch is left to the students to arrange as they wish, whether it's meditation and cultivation, exchanging and sparring in the martial arts arena, or simply slacking off and going back to sleep.

Xiao Yu gained a lot from this lesson. Although he had read the original work in his previous life, almost every character in the original work was a top-level martial soul and a dragon among men, so the basic theoretical knowledge was just glossed over.

After the introductory class, Xiao Yu finally had a general understanding of the Soul Master system, and his notes filled four full pages.

Just as Xiao Yu finished tidying up his desk and was about to go back to continue his cultivation, he heard the desk in front of him creak as it was moved aside, and six or seven tall, burly men surrounded him. The man standing on the far left, in particular, had a sinister look on his face, as if he wanted to devour Xiao Yu whole.

This man was none other than Yao Yi, the grandson of Yao Liang, the vice principal who was dismissed yesterday. After Gao Huan reported the matter truthfully to the major sects that funded the academy, they learned that Yao Liang had offended a Soul Saint. Several elders who had previously maintained close ties with them quickly severed ties, making it foreseeable that their family's future would be difficult. And the culprit behind all this was none other than Xiao Yu; how could he not hate him?

This morning, he learned from a teacher with whom he had a close relationship that the academy's higher-ups seemed to have finalized the decision to expel him. Enraged, he thought to himself that since he was going to be expelled anyway, there was nothing to worry about. He decided to teach Xiao Yu a lesson before leaving to vent his anger. Even if that Soul Saint came looking for trouble, he would be gone anyway. The real headache would be those academy leaders who were so eager to praise one and put the other down.

Right then and there, before the news of his grandfather spread among the students, he gathered a few students in the class who ranked high in soul power to cause trouble for Xiao Yu.

"What's up?"

Xiao Yu glanced at the group of people and spoke calmly.

"Kid, I heard you've already caused trouble for Yao Yi since you enrolled!"

The burly man who was clearly half a head taller than the others stared at Xiao Yu with a fierce expression and spoke.

Yao Yi?

Xiao Yu was slightly taken aback. Following the direction the burly man was pointing, he saw that the guy with a face full of deep hatred looked a bit like the vice principal who had run into the line of fire yesterday. Considering his surname, how could he not understand?

"Oh, so I bullied him, what can you do about it?"

Xiao Yu sneered. "I won't offend others unless they offend me; if they do, I will retaliate." Someone had already dared to challenge him; he wasn't about to swallow his anger.

"It's good that you admitted it!"

The burly man looked down at Xiao Yu, who was almost a head shorter than him, and said arrogantly, "We won't bully you. As long as you apologize to Old Yao and make him calm down, we'll let you go!"

"Are you worthy?"

Xiao Yu looked at the burly man in front of him with disdain and said, "Get out of my way in three seconds, or I won't let you go!"

The burly man froze on the spot upon hearing this, and only reacted a moment later. He was instantly enraged and pointed at Xiao Yu, shouting, "You, how dare you!"

Snapped!

Xiao Yu slapped the burly man's finger away without ceremony, saying, "I hate it when people point at me and wave it in front of me!"

"Okay, okay, okay!!!"

The burly man, enraged, laughed and immediately said to Xiao Yu, "You've got guts, kid. If I don't beat you into submission today, how am I supposed to face anyone at school? Battle Arena, wanna come on?!"

"What is there to be afraid of!"

Xiao Yu was tasked with becoming the top student among the students, and judging from the situation, this burly man must be one of the top students in the class, so they would have to face off sooner or later.

In order to cultivate students' practical combat skills, the academy generally encourages students to spar with each other. When Xiao Yu and his group arrived at the training ground, there were already many students sparring and competing there.

"Zhu Wang, a level 19, one-ring offensive Soul Master, with the Martial Soul Mad Bear."

As soon as the burly man stepped onto the Soul Battle Arena, he activated his Martial Soul. A brown bear with jet-black fur instantly possessed him, glaring menacingly at Xiao Yu not far away.

"Xiao Yu, a level 13 offensive-type Soul Master, whose Martial Soul is the Apostle of the Underworld."

Xiao Yu calmly activated his martial spirit and looked at Zhu Wang in front of him, saying, "Hurry up, don't waste time!"

"Kid, you really want to die!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wang's anger intensified. He roared and charged forward, raising his hand to strike Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu shook his head. He had discovered this from his fight with Chang Hao yesterday: most of these students with offensive martial souls only knew how to charge around recklessly with the strength of their martial souls, and had no combat skills at all.

Concentrating his mind and calming his spirit, Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with a sharp light. In an instant, he seized Zhu Wang's weakness, and with lightning speed, he grabbed Zhu Wang's arm joint and threw him away with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.

Compared to his match with Chang Hao yesterday, Xiao Yu went much harder today. Yesterday was a friendly sparring session for the entrance exam, and Chang Hao's attitude was good. But today, someone came to provoke him, and Zhu Wang's arrogant attitude made Xiao Yu extremely unhappy.

(End of this chapter)