I collect fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 29 Dragons mate with phoenixes, tigers with bears, and rats are only fit to dig burrows.

"One more thing, Xiao San, you should be careful to keep some distance from Lu Feng in the future," Yu Xiaogang said calmly, looking at the sunset on the horizon.

"Teacher, why?" Tang San asked in confusion.

Over the course of more than a year, he had sparred with Lu Feng and Xiao Wu dozens of times, and he gained something from each battle.

Especially Lu Feng, whose imaginative ideas benefited me greatly.

For example, last time he applied the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique to actual combat, which I can definitely learn from.

"Hey, mistress, do you remember what I told you about the team?"

Tang San nodded. "Yes, an excellent team consists of five parts: food-type, recovery-type, agility-type, strength-type, and attack-type. Each has its own role and complements the others."

"Good, it seems you've been listening very attentively to my teaching!"

Yu Xiaogang solemnly said, "Today, I will teach you the second theory of teamwork: Dragons are paired with phoenixes, tigers with bears, and mice are only fit to dig holes."

A hint of doubt flashed in Tang San's eyes as he asked, "Teacher, what does that sentence mean?"

"Ahem." Yu Xiaogang cleared his throat and continued, "It's simple, birds of a feather flock together. A genius's teammates will only be geniuses."

"The amount of water a wooden bucket can hold often depends on its shortest stave. The same is true for a Soul Master team; every part must be flawless."

"Little San, if you team up with a group of mediocre talents or ordinary Soul Masters in the future, can you defeat a team composed of those prodigies?"

After the master finished speaking, Tang San did not answer immediately, but fell into deep thought.

In the previous life of the Tang Clan, the rules were strict and the hierarchy was clearly defined.

Those inner disciples and core disciples would never be friends with outer disciples.

Everything depends on strength!

The capable rise, the weak fall!

To be honest, Tang San agreed with his teacher's words.

But is Lu Feng really a mediocre talent?

Tang San recalled his previous battle with Lu Feng, whose combat experience, strategy, and mentality were all top-notch!

Seemingly sensing Tang San's hesitation, Yu Xiaogang added, "San, I'm not asking you to break off your friendship with Lu Feng. It's just that you two should remain ordinary friends from now on, and there's no need to take it any further."

"Moreover, with your innate talent of full soul power, your cultivation will surely progress by leaps and bounds. As for Lu Feng, if you get too close to him, he will inevitably live in your shadow for the rest of his life."

"If Lu Feng only had innate level two or three soul power, it would be fine, but he has innate level five soul power and is also considered a genius by others."

"Little did they know, even among geniuses, there are differences!"

"As long as the two of you are together, people will always point fingers and compare you. Isn't that painful for him too?"

At this point, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but recall his own experiences.

Born into one of the three upper sects and the son of a titled Douluo, he lived his entire life under the strange gaze of others.

Sometimes, Yu Xiaogang would fantasize about how wonderful it would be if he had been born into an ordinary family.

He possessed innate half-level soul power and, after decades of cultivation, barely managed to break through to level ten.

Obtain a white soul ring.

Ordinary is sometimes just fine.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's aged face, Tang San suddenly understood his "good intentions".

"Teacher, I understand. From now on, I will treat Lu Feng as an ordinary classmate."

"I'm so glad you figured it out yourself. Don't worry, after you graduate, I'll introduce you to an intermediate academy. The students there are just like you, all little monsters."

After leaving the master, Tang San began to deliberately keep his distance from Lu Feng.

"Tang San, shall we fight?"

"Lu Feng, I need to go to the blacksmith's shop today. I took half a month off, and if I don't go now, I'm afraid my wages will be docked."

"Battle Emperor ahead, dare you dismount and fight me!"

"Lu Feng, the boss recently received a new batch of orders, and I have to rush to the blacksmith shop to work overtime."

Lu Feng watched Tang San's departing figure, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

No, why are you still thinking about your shabby blacksmith shop?

Brother, you're a Soul Master!

Soul Master!

Could it be that Tang San's Dao heart has really been shattered by my attack?

Just then, Xiao Wu skipped and hopped up to Lu Feng, challenging him, "Little Feng, come and practice a few moves with your sister Xiao Wu!"

Lu Feng gave her a disdainful look and said, "Is the wound on your butt healed?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu immediately reacted like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, "Hmph! I was careless last time and didn't dodge!"

"Tch, little bunny!"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Ah~! You stinky Lu Feng, take this!"

On this day, Lu Feng was spanking Xiao Wu's bottom on the bed.

The young man guarding the gate suddenly arrived at Dormitory Seven. "Lu Feng, a Soul Master has come to the academy gate. He says he's from the Spirit Hall and has something important to discuss with you."

Lu Feng rolled out of bed and tidied his clothes a little.

"Little bunny, fold the blanket neatly. When you come back, Brother Feng will continue to pamper you!"

"Get lost!" Xiao Wu waved her hand dismissively.

After Lu Feng had walked away, Xiao Wu pointed arrogantly at one of the work-study students, "Little Liu, make your bed, or Sister Xiao Wu will pick you tonight!"

Xiao Liuzi walked to the bedside with disgust, looked at the messy bed, and sighed helplessly.

Notting City, the Hall of Spirits.

Lu Feng arrived at the square, where the ground was spotless. The fountains, which were usually off, were now turned on.

Upon entering the hall, one is greeted by its spotless cleanliness. All the staff are dressed in Soul Master uniforms, walking with their heads held high and chests out.

"Lu Feng, you've arrived! The adults are waiting for you in the side hall!" Su Yuntao walked quickly to Lu Feng, took his hand, and led him inside.

"Remember, when you see His Holiness the Bishop later, don't be nervous and don't say anything out of line."

Su Yuntao gave Lu Feng a few instructions, then walked to a room and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

A middle-aged man's voice came from inside.

Lu Feng entered the room and found it to be a bright office. Matthew, dressed in a neat Soul Master's robe, sat on the right side of the desk, opposite a man who looked to be in his forties or fifties.

The man wore a long black robe and gold-rimmed glasses. He had a cold and arrogant expression and exuded the aura of a superior.

Upon seeing Lu Feng, Matthew quickly stood up and introduced him, "Sir, this is Lu Feng."

As he spoke, Matthew pointed to the middle-aged man and said, "Lu Feng, this is Lord Corey of the Fasno Martial Soul Main Hall. And this one is also a big shot from the Main Hall."

Lu Feng looked at the young man sitting in the main seat. This man looked somewhat young, with refined features and an imposing presence. His clothes were not particularly luxurious, but he exuded an aura of unassailable authority.

While Lu Feng was observing the young man, the young man was also sizing up Lu Feng.

Suddenly, a glint flashed in the young man's star-like eyes.

In that instant, Lu Feng felt as if the other party had seen right through him.

At the same time, several orbs of light fell from the main seat of the desk:

Found 1 Black Skill [Disguise] Fragment

Found 1 Black Attribute [Holy Attribute] Fragment

Found 1 Black Attribute [Light Attribute] Fragment

Found a fragment of the red martial soul [Six-Winged Angel]

(End of this chapter)