Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

Zhu Zhuqing quickly flashed forward, and Ning Rongrong once again gave Zhu Zhuqing three major buffs.

Tang San looked at Zhu Zhuqing with disdain. Even with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to assist him, a mere three-ring Soul Master still thought he could stop him?

"You're asking for death!" Tang San's lips curled into a sneer. He couldn't beat Shen An, but he couldn't beat Zhu Zhuqing?

With Ghostly Shadow Strike activated, Tang San unhesitatingly swung the Eight Spider Lances behind him. At this moment, Tang San's expression was confident, and Zhu Zhuqing had no chance of dodging.

Hmm, what's with this familiar feeling of swinging into the air?

This is Zhu Zhuqing's third soul skill, Shadow Flash, which allows her to teleport anywhere within ten meters, though it consumes a significant amount of soul power.

It just so happened to be nighttime, and with the blessing of the night enhancing all attributes and Ning Rongrong's soul power amplification, this amount of consumption was completely within Zhu Zhuqing's tolerance.

Zhu Zhuqing's two spirit rings lit up instantly, and her speed increased dramatically again. Countless claw shadows rushed back towards Tang San. This unparalleled speed was something that even with Tang San's movement skills, the strangeness of the Eight Spider Lances was difficult to withstand.

Tang San grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed, even showing signs of jealousy in his eyes. How could someone like Youming Lingmao, who wasn't even a top-tier fighter, fight him to a standstill? Was he, Tang San, supposed to be the most outstanding genius?

Tang San had no idea that Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Cat had already evolved into the top-tier martial soul, Night Moon Cat.

Tom and Jerry, seeing the one-sided situation, even pulled out a small stool with great interest and started eating a watermelon from the refrigerator.

The watermelon seeds that were casually spat out actually landed precisely in Tang San and Qin Ming's eyes.

God knows how those watermelon seeds flew so far and landed so accurately in the eyes of two people.

Tang San...

Qin Ming...

If you're fighting, and you've covered my eyes, how am I supposed to fight?

Chapter 159 Cutting Through Clouds and Slaying the Azure Wolf, Eight Spider Spears Broken

'What a great opportunity! It would be a shame not to seize this chance, given how much this watermelon has already been eaten.'

The same thought flashed through the minds of Shen An and Zhu Zhuqing at the same time.

Shen An no longer hesitated, his momentum surged again, like a sword being drawn from its sheath, man and sword merging into one, his soul power, sword intent, and mind all poured into the sword in his hand.

Its sharp edge made even Qin Ming and his companion, whose eyes were covered by watermelon seeds, tremble.

He was surrounded by endless sword intent, but he didn't know when it would attack. This fear of the unknown made Qin Ming's clothes instantly soaked with cold sweat.

His heart was filled with bitterness. How could a Soul Master be so strong? And just then, a watermelon seed fell into his eye, blocking his vision.

Admittedly, Qin Ming could remove the watermelon seeds in a split second, but why would Shen An give him that chance?

Sword Style: Cloud Cutting!

With a single sword strike, the wind ceased and the clouds dispersed; silent yet deadly.

'There's no time to hesitate. I don't even know how to defend myself. I can only attack with attack.' Qin Ming gritted his teeth, his mind racing in an instant, and his sixth spirit ring, a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, shone brightly.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Blazing Flames!"

Qin Ming roared to the sky, transforming all his soul power into this soul skill. Accompanied by the howl of wolves, rings of blazing energy spread out, burning the entire area.

Zhu Zhuqing moved like a ghost, instantly flanking and attacking from behind. However, Tang San had the Xuan Tian Gong skill, and he could anticipate Zhu Zhuqing's attack from behind simply by listening to her.

The eight spider spears slashed wildly, and the spider legs danced like knives, impenetrable even when water was splashed on them. For a moment, Zhu Zhuqing was unable to gain the slightest advantage.

Although Shen An was fighting Qin Ming with all his might, it didn't mean he had no way to deal with Tang San. The Intercepting Cloud Style was heavy with force and momentum, and it was a combination of all the power that Shen An had gathered from his own swordsmanship.

The brilliance of this sword strike was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, a truly earth-shattering moment!

Tang San's body stiffened abruptly as his eyes were temporarily covered, as if the sword was aimed at him. For a moment, he panicked and dared not move.

A cold glint flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, and her sharp claws gleamed as she swung them toward the Eight Spider Lances that were protecting Tang San.

"clang!"

"Ouch, that hurts!"

In an instant, first came the sound of metal striking stone, then sparks flew, and four of the eight spider spears of the Blue Silver Grass, which had a crystal-blue appearance, broke off.

In another area, a gap was cut open in the raging fire, and a streak of cyan sword light followed.

Qin Ming clearly felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, as if it were about to break. His broken body rolled backward repeatedly, and his once clean clothes were now covered in mud and blood.

"Ok?"

Shen An's heart suddenly started pounding wildly, as if a great crisis was about to befall him. His extraordinary senses made him instinctively wave his hand towards the sky.

A metallic clang erupted from the sword, and Shen An felt his arm go numb. Although it was a sudden attack, the Azure Sword Eyes' ability to detect what had launched the sneak attack.

'It's just a feather?'

"Shen An, you severely injured my disciple and shattered Tang San's soul bone. You've gone too far!"

Shen An looked up and saw that the speaker was Flander, whose wingspan was now five meters and whose orange-yellow eyes were filled with anger.

Yu Xiaogang had a bad feeling when he slammed the door out of the dean's office. As a result, Qin Ming, who was supposed to teach the class, did not show up, and a student hurriedly informed him.

Moreover, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San also disappeared along with him.

Without even thinking, Flander knew that it must be his good brother who had taken Qin Ming to find Shen An.

Startled, Flander immediately activated his Martial Soul True Form and sped over.

He was initially like a headless fly, not knowing where to look, but the familiar sword energy and the raging flames that turned half the sky red helped him pinpoint the location.

Therefore, Flander, who was extremely anxious, immediately unleashed his full speed. He had no choice but to hurry. Shen An was only a Soul Venerable. If Qin Ming killed Shen An, how would he explain it to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?

As a result, the scene he witnessed on his way here struck him like a heavy blow. His prized student and most outstanding graduate, Qin Ming, had actually been defeated by Shen An, who had overcome a gap of three stages.

"I went too far, old man. You Shrek students keep coming to me despite my repeated warnings. Do you really think I, Shen, am easy to bully?" Shen An said rudely, his tone filled with murderous intent.

"That's right, Flander. My Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa have already let you go twice. Why are you still causing trouble? Do you really want Shrek Academy to be razed to the ground by my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Ning Rongrong puffed out her small chest and said arrogantly.

Flander's heart was burning with rage; he was furious, incredibly furious.

At the same time, he wanted to laugh out loud, laughing at Shen An and Ning Rongrong for being so arrogant, one daring to speak disrespectfully to the Soul Saint, and the other even threatening him.

He wanted to show these guys what the power of a level 78 agility-based Soul Saint was like, to throw off all restraints and kill them until the world was in chaos, to vent his anger.

But he dared not. He slowly closed his eyes, forcing his wildly beating heart to calm down.

He couldn't bear to leave Shrek Academy, didn't want to live a life of hiding and running, and didn't want his old friends to be displaced.

Flander looked at Ning Rongrong with complicated feelings. In that instant, he felt old and useless, completely lacking the arrogance he had when he roamed the continent.

Flander flapped his wings and landed on the ground. Qin Ming and the other two, who had been silent, hugged each other and were about to leave with a flap of their wings.

The fused soul bone was no different from his own skeleton. Even though Tang San had an extraordinary temperament, he was still in so much pain that his face was contorted.

When Tang San saw Flander, he thought his savior had arrived, but he didn't expect that Flander would just take them away.

At this moment, Tang San's eyes were filled with a real, venomous resentment that sent chills down one's spine.

This resentment was directed not only at Shen An, but also at Yu Xiaogang, Qin Ming, Flander, and even at his own father, Tang Hao.

Why does Shen An always have someone backing him up, and why does Shen An repeatedly go against him? At this moment, he doesn't even consider that it is he who has been provoking Shen An.

Ning Rongrong looked at Flander's figure, which resembled an old dog, with disdain in her eyes. This old guy was quite adept at bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

He was quite tough when he bullied her back in Shrek Academy, but now that he knows about swords and that Bone Douluo might actually make a move, he doesn't even dare to utter a harsh word.

"Hey, Flander, from now on, Shrek Academy students, keep your eyes open. This is the last time. Otherwise, we won't hold back again. My Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa will do the same."

Flander, who was flying into the sky, suddenly stopped. He really wanted to turn around and use his power to teach Ning Rongrong, this spoiled young lady, a lesson.

He told her to have reverence for the strong, but she still didn't dare. The repeated setbacks had completely eroded her spirit.

With a flap of his wings, the powerful airflow carried his slightly hunched figure into the night sky.

In the pitch-black night sky, Tang San silently turned his neck and gave Shen An a deep look, his eyes filled with intense resentment.

Shen Anxin looked back with a sense of unease, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. Tang San gave him a very bad feeling at that moment.

'It's a pity Flander suddenly arrived, otherwise I really would have liked to take the life of this so-called protagonist of destiny today,' Shen An thought to himself.

Chapter 160 Tang Yuehua, her playing is passable, isn't it?

Half a month has passed since the Meow Hammer incident, and during this time Shen An has been practicing swordsmanship and playing with cats at home.

Of course, daily strength training is also essential; who wouldn't love gaining three pounds of strength just by lifting dumbbells?

Zhu Zhuqing did not return to study at the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

She said that the three pounds of strength she gained each day was far greater than the gains from the simulated training environment.

Of course, Ning Rongrong scoffed at this argument. In her opinion, Zhu Zhuqing simply didn't want to leave Shen An's side.

It's worth mentioning that even though Shen An hasn't gone out these past few days, his fame value has still risen to 330,000, though it's still far from the 2 million mark.

Early morning, at Shen An's home.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock at the door, and Tom, who had been sleeping cross-legged on the sofa, twitched his ears.

The cat was like a serpent, its body stretched out long, its head reaching the door first, and then its lower body extending out as if it were elastic.

As we all know, cats are the most curious, so Tom is always the first to act if anything happens in the house.

The door opened, and standing before it was a soldier in armor, a sword at his waist, emanating a chilling and solemn aura.

The soldier was a little stunned. How could a cat open the door and even stand up? Then he watched helplessly as the door slammed shut.

Wait, what does this mean? Why is the door opening and closing again?

Tom used his body to block the door. The person at the door looked fierce, fully armed. Could it be a bad guy? The cat was scared.

"Is Lord Shen An here? I am Li Xun, a palace guard. I have come on the orders of the Crown Prince to deliver a message and invite Lord Shen An to Yuexuan."

Jerry chuckled to himself as he watched Tom, who was tightly shut in front of the door. "Useless cat," he thought, "they're just here to deliver a message, and you're scared of them."

Jerry took small steps to Tom's back, kicked Tom high into the air, then opened the door and greeted Li Xun.

Li Xun looked at the door that had reopened and wondered why no one was there. Then he felt a touch on his foot and looked down.

In his field of vision, a small brown mouse was pinching his boot, and then the boot visibly dented in.

For a moment, Li Xun didn't know how to express his complicated feelings. My boots are made of iron, but when you pinch them, they dent like they're soft. That doesn't make sense, does it?

Although Xue Qinghe had told him before he came that Shen An's house was rather strange and that he shouldn't panic if anything happened, just deliver the letter, Li Xun still felt a little uneasy. Why did it feel so eerie?

Jerry pointed to the letter in Li Xun's hand, then to himself.

Li Xun hesitated, unsure whether to give it to Shen An or not, since Xue Qinghe had instructed him to deliver the letter.

"Hello, I am Shen An. Just give the letter to Jerry, this little brown mouse."

Hearing the commotion from inside the house, Shen An came out and said something. Li Xun immediately bowed. This was a friend of His Highness the Crown Prince, so he had to be respectful.

Li Xun immediately handed the letter to Jerry, then turned and left. This cat and mouse pair was too strange; even a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast had never heard of anything like it. He didn't want to stay any longer.

Jerry took the letter and quickly tore it open. Just as he was about to read it, a paw suddenly tapped his head. Jerry looked up unhappily and saw Tom.

Tom pointed to his kicked backside and glared at Jerry, as if to say, "What are you going to do about this?"

Jerry chuckled sheepishly, raised the letter in his hand, gave a thumbs-up, indicating that there was something good to see. Tom immediately leaned over, his eyes lighting up as he looked at it.

Shen An watched the two little ones interact and smiled helplessly. The two of them had already taken a liking to the letter Xue Qinghe had written to him. But judging from Tom's expression, something good must have happened.

Tom excitedly ran to Shen An with the letter and handed it to him.

The handwriting on the letter was bold and elegant, clearly written by Xue Qinghe himself. The paper also had a faint, pleasant fragrance. As Shen An read it, he thought to himself, "How strange. Could it be that Xue Qinghe uses a sachet?"

The letter was simple: he had nothing to do recently and wanted to relax and travel. Since Shen An was his only friend, he extended an invitation to go to Yuexuan tomorrow to enjoy music.

After reading it, Shen An had only one thought: "It's just a matter of a few words, why did you write me a letter? What, is it to make a sense of ceremony?"

While Shen An was silently complaining to himself, Tom kept jumping around beside him, excitedly pointing at himself. Jerry was also standing on Tom's shoulder at the same time, looking on with a hint of anticipation.

"You two want to go too?"

The two little ones nodded in unison. Xue Qinghe, they wanted to see the boy flirt with the boy (smirking).

……

the next day.