Legend of the Dragon King: I really didn't mean to provoke them!

Legend of the Dragon King: I really didn't mean to provoke them!

Author: Ake Doesn't Know

"What? I've transmigrated to Douluo Continent III and become the Time-Space Douluo Xie Xie?"

Upon waking up, a modern youth finds himself transmigrated into Xie Xie's body, starting with a bright future and even receiving a wife as a bonus.

That's right, it's that little thing that carries two broken little knives, insists on claiming to have twin martial souls, and then starts chasing two dragon kings. I don't know who invented it.

What are you waiting for? Just stick close to the main character and coast to victory!

But who would have thought that after he transmigrated, everyone around him would be more and more strange than the last—

Tang Wulin's eyes were filled with desolation: Everyone around me has left one by one. Xie Xie, will you leave me too?

Xie Xie remained calm: No, although you're a bit strange, I wear Nike, so you can't kill me.

Gu Yue's voice was low and somber: "If one day I have to fight against the entire continent..."

Xie Xie patted his chest and declared: Who are you going to fight? I'll go with you! I'll go and ask Old Deng of the Spirit Pagoda to die right now!

The mature and elegant Wu Changkong was filled with self-reproach: I caused the death of my best friend, I have failed my sect, this is the state of me...

Xie Xie immediately stuck to her: Teacher Wu is the best! I like Teacher Wu the most!

Such cases are numerous.

Many years later—

Xie, who boasted a long list of terrifying titles such as Time and Space God King, founder of the Human Soul Alliance, deputy tower master of the Spirit Pagoda, and deputy city master of the Eternal Sky City, huddled in the corner, trembling with fear.

"Um... everyone, could you please put away the fireballs, swords, golden dragon claws, and the like for now?"

"I really didn't mean to provoke you!"

Chapter 1: Soul Transmigrated into Xie Xie? A Double Kill at the Start!

"hiss--"

With a splitting headache, Xie Xie suddenly opened his eyes.

An unfamiliar environment, a noisy crowd, and a deluge of memories flooding my mind...

The next second, he froze completely.

Douluo Continent III, Legend of the Dragon King, East Sea Academy, and... his current identity—

Xie Xie! The future Time-Traveling Douluo!

"I...time traveled?"

Xie Xie looked down at his hands, then touched his cheeks. They were young, tender, and full of vitality—just like a teenager.

Xie Xie's eyes widened, and his heart pounded wildly.

While others who transmigrate are either facing hellish beginnings or life-or-death crises, he's the opposite—he's parachuted into the body of a future Sea God Pavilion high-ranking, powerful, and prestigious man with an official wife, a true winner in life.

"Isn't this a classic case of winning without lifting a finger?"

Xie Xie almost burst out laughing.

System? System Daddy? Are you there?

Xie Xie tentatively called out "System" a few times in his mind, and after confirming that there was no "System Daddy," he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

but it does not matter!

Xie Xie quickly cheered up again.

Then just follow the original plot, cling to Tang Wulin's coattails, don't be reckless, don't pretend, don't court death, and steadily endure until the end—that's the pinnacle of life!

What about the abyss dimension, what about the conflict between humans and beasts? Tang Wulin always takes the lead in dealing with them, doesn't he?

All he has to do is laze around, gain experience by following the protagonist, and pamper his wife—perfect! He's already planned out his life path for the next hundred years!

Stable.

This is incredibly stable.

After processing his memories, it was around the time he first entered Donghai Academy.

As an orphan, Xie Xie quickly accepted the fact that he had transmigrated, and the thought of his bright future made him smile involuntarily.

Indeed, the power of parents sacrificing to heaven is boundless!

Xie Xie hummed a little tune as he walked through the chaotic hallway and quickly found his dormitory on the second floor.

He immediately spotted the open dormitory door, and could faintly hear arguing coming from inside.

Just as he arrived at the dormitory entrance, a dark shadow suddenly came hurtling towards him.

Muscle memory reacted faster than Xie Xie's brain; his body instinctively shifted to the side, and the dark figure slammed hard against the wall.

Xie Xie frowned slightly and took two steps into the dormitory to see the situation clearly.

However, what appeared before him was a black-haired boy standing amidst the chaos, shrouded in black mist and with red light emanating from his eyes.

Xie Xie recognized the person in front of him at a glance.

Tang Wulin, the male protagonist with the most upright values ​​in the Douluo series, the legendary king of resilience, and the future Dragon Emperor Douluo!

Hearing the noise, Tang Wulin slowly raised his head. When he caught sight of what Xie Xie was standing on, the red light in his eyes, which had dimmed, suddenly blazed brightly, and the black aura surrounding him grew even thicker.

Seeing that Tang Wulin's condition was clearly not right, Xie Xie looked down at his feet.

He happened to step on a quilt embroidered with small flowers, and by sheer bad luck, his left foot landed right on one of the flowers.

Hmm, this thing looks so familiar... I remember in the original story...

In the original novel, wasn't it here that Xie Xie got beaten up by Tang Wulin? Because he stepped on the little flower that Na'er had embroidered for Tang Wulin!

Xie Xie felt a large "danger" character rising above his head, constantly flashing red light.

Xie Xie: ...Do you, dear viewers, think I can survive?

The next second, a fist grew larger and larger in front of him, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, giving him no chance to dodge.

The moment the fist touched his cheek, the scene before Xie Xie's eyes suddenly changed.

The fist that had been carrying a strong wind disappeared, replaced by a blinding white light.

Before my eyes appeared a white staircase floating upwards, shimmering with soft light. At the end of the staircase stood a white door carved with a cross, accompanied by a background music playing on a loop.

Dengdengdengdeng~

Dengdengdengdeng~

The next instant, Xie Xie was sent flying.

A swastika-shaped hole was smashed into the wall of the corridor, and Xie Xie was perfectly embedded in it.

In a corner of the dormitory, a purple-haired boy was hugging his knees, trembling, his face covered in snot and tears.

The city is too scary, I want to go back to the countryside, Mom, help me!

Ten minutes later.

Teaching Affairs Office of the Secondary Department of Donghai College.

The purple-haired boy, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and a tall, strong boy stood in a row.

Opposite the four sat a middle-aged man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face.

"So, this tragedy was caused by a quilt?" Long Hengxu, the director of the teaching affairs office, couldn't help but ask when the purple-haired boy Yun Xiao was only halfway through his story. His face was so gloomy that it looked like it was about to drip water.

Yun Xiao was still somewhat shaken, Xie Xie covered his face, on the verge of tears, and the tall, strong young man Zhou Changxi's face was still swollen, his expression clearly showing his resentment.

Tang Wulin stood there holding the quilt, looking down at the small flowers on the quilt in his hands. His beautiful black eyes were full of stubbornness, just like the innocent and naive heroine in a domineering CEO short drama who had been wronged.

"Fighting on the very first day of school? You guys are really something! You're all so arrogant!"

Long Hengxu crossed his arms and said coldly:

"Zhou Changxi, with your martial spirit type, you should have been able to enter Class 3, but your level was a bit too low. But it seems your character is just as low. You deserved to be beaten up; you'll stay in Class 5 forever."

Zhou Changxi wanted to argue, but when he saw Long Hengxu's gloomy eyes, he didn't dare to say a word.

"And you, Xie Xie."

Long Hengxu then turned his gaze to Xie Xie, "You think you can beat people up just because you're the eldest young master of the Xie family? This is Donghai Academy, not your Xie family!"

"...?"

Xie Xie was stunned for a moment, then laughed in anger at these words. He simply raised his eyebrows and said confidently, "Yes, I beat him up, so what?!"

Long Hengxu was momentarily speechless at Xie Xie's appearance, and a surge of anger welled up in his chest.

He slammed his hand on the table with a loud bang, making the teacup on the table jump three times. He then stood up abruptly, pointed at Xie Xie, his voice filled with unyielding anger:

"What's wrong? You dare to ask me a question? Don't you know how badly you beat him up?!"

"Of course I know! I punched his fist hard with my face!"

Xie Xie's powerful words echoed in the office.

In an instant, the air became silent.

Long Hengxu was dumbfounded.

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin lowered his head even further.

Yun Xiao and Zhou Changxi both silently took a half step back.

Seeing the three of them like this, Long Hengxu knew that Xie Xie was telling the truth. He really did use his... well... face to punch Tang Wulin's fist hard.

Only then did Long Hengxu notice Xie Xie's swollen cheek. He silently sat back down in his office chair, clenched his fist to his mouth, coughed twice, and his tone softened unconsciously, even becoming slightly hesitant:

"Ahem, well, you can't say that. A fight is a fight..."

Xie, the Great Fool: Hehe.

If he had a bag of salt right now, he would definitely slap it on Long Hengxu's face without hesitation. Damn it!

"Anyway, you got into a fight too, go to Class 5."

After quickly dealing with Xie Xie, Long Hengxu turned to Yun Xiao without stopping: "As for you, you'll go to Class 5 too. Who told you to see a fight and not stop it!"

"...?"

Yun Xiao silently typed out the same question mark as Xie Xie.

Did he go to stop Tang Wulin?

true and false?

Are we going up there to get ourselves killed?

Before Yun Xiao could speak up, Long Hengxu continued, "Tang Wulin, right?"

"Although you had a reason to fight, you still have to pay for damaging public property. I'll have the finance department calculate the repair costs for the windows, walls, and bed later, and you can pay the money."

"Huh?" Tang Wulin was stunned when he heard that he would be fined.

But Long Hengxu didn't say anything more. After giving the four a warning again, he kicked them out.

Back in the dormitory, the room and the walls of the corridor were still in a mess.

The moment Xie Xie saw the swastika-shaped hole, he couldn't help but exude an aura of resentment.

"sorry."

Xie Xie had just stepped into the dormitory when Tang Wulin's slightly apologetic voice sounded behind him.

"Huh?" Xie Xie turned his head in confusion and saw Tang Wulin gently placing the blanket in his arms on the bed to his right.

Then she turned around, her face tense, and looked at him with unusual seriousness: "I was too impulsive just now, I shouldn't have hit my classmate. I was wrong, so I'm sorry."