Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1357 Confrontation of Contras (3K)

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Under the dazzling gilded dome, there is a 30-meter square VIP room, like the heart of a giant dragon.

Nine glass swan chandeliers hang high in the dome, each carefully inlaid with moonstones from the province of Tosk.

The soft and bright light poured down like flowing water, illuminating the entire VIP room with every detail clearly visible.

"Lao Wang, you are breaking the rules!" A joking voice suddenly sounded, and the sound waves vibrated in the air, causing the ashes in the glass ashtray to tremble.

Wang Wei raised his head and drank half the bottle of Ice and Fire.

The wine slid down his throat, and as his Adam's apple rolled, the ferocious bear claw tattoo on his neck glowed dark gold under the light.

"Bang!" The wine bottle slammed heavily on the obsidian table, making a dull sound.

Wang Wei's eyes flashed with authority as he looked at a thin and vigorous old man. "Old Songtou, what's the point of talking about fouls or not? You need evidence to talk nonsense."

He wiped the remaining wine stains from his beard, raised his voice, waved his hand and said in a rough and bold voice: "You can only say that our school has produced another genius."

Then, he glanced at Peron Parker who was sitting next to him, "Besides, Peron, the real person, didn't say anything, but you are making a fuss here. You are swinging the dog chain happily."

Then, he laughed sarcastically and said, "If you didn't know, you would have thought you were Dean Soran's Flame Black Dog."

Wow, these two sentences directly scolded both Soul Fighters, really without any scruples.

To be honest, when it comes to elegance and grace in their daily lives, these high-level soul masters are also very graceful, well-spoken, and can quote poetry, songs, classics, history, and miscellaneous works at will.

But once they start competing, the wit and irony in their words are no less exciting than the swordplay on the battlefield.

Some of them are so rude that they can even overturn the ground.

Bellon Parker simply glanced at the two old guys, then slowly closed his eyes and began to rest.

He sat upright on a gilded chair, his scarlet cloak fluttering in the wind, and several medals of honor faintly visible on the lining of the cloak - they were the glorious testimonies left behind when he massacred the Black Jade Alliance and killed Qiu Banan yesterday.

There are a total of seven people sitting in this room, all of them are Soul Douluos from various academies like Wang Wei.

However, not every academy can have a master of the Contra level, and not all Contras will come.

Yue Qiansong was leaning on a leather sofa inlaid with meteorite steel scales, and the jade pipe in his hand suddenly hit the coffee table heavily, making a crisp sound.

"Veron is a guy who can't even say a word even if you hit him with three sticks. Let me speak for him."

Yue Qiansong glanced at Wang Wei and said dissatisfiedly: "Blind Bear, you actually sent someone whose strength is comparable to the top ten on the Tiance Ranking to participate in this kind of competition. Isn't this bullying?"

Wang Wei sneered: "Haha, if you are envious, jealous or hateful, just say it directly."

"Anyway, you guys can forget about winning this year's championship."

Yue Qiansong spun the pipe in his palm and said provocatively: "Don't be so arrogant, who are you looking down on?"

"Why, are you so sure that the championship will be yours?"

Wang Wei looked directly at Yue Qiansong without flinching: "I know your school has developed well in recent years, but if you stick your butt up too high, you will get beaten."

Yue Qiansong was choked by these words, pointed his finger at Wang Wei, and said with a gloomy face: "Blind bear, come on, come on, don't think that you can go around showing off just because your academy has two powerful characters!"

"This provincial competition hasn't even ended yet, and it's still unknown who will win!"

Wang Wei was not moved at all. He still sat steadily on the chair, crossed his legs, and had a sarcastic smile on his face: "Hey, old man, you can't keep your temper anymore?"

"If your college has real ability, then take some practical actions instead of just talking nonsense here."

Yue Lexing, the vice president of Yueyang College, said, "Stop arguing. This is a VIP room, not a vegetable market."

"The competition has its own rules. Strength is the only real factor. It's useless for you to stick your neck out."

Wang Wei echoed from the side: "That's right, Lao Songtou, please stop making trouble here."

"If you have this much free time, you might as well go back and train the students in your academy. Maybe you can still have some hope in the next competition."

Yue Qiansong was so angry that he was shaking all over. The jade pipe in his hand was almost crushed by him: "Blind Bear, don't be so proud!"

Wang Wei's eyes rolled around, and he said in a sarcastic tone, "There's something I've been wanting to ask you. You both have the surname Yue, and your martial spirits are similar. Could your ancestors be from the same clan?"

Yue Qiansong and Yue Lexing snorted heavily through their noses at the same time.

Yue Qiansong even shouted angrily: "Fellow clan member! Stop talking nonsense here."

Wang Wei refused to give in. He held his hands in front of his chest, shook his head like a rattle, and made a strange "yo yo yo" sound from his mouth.

His face was full of joking: "Look at this reaction, I'm afraid you've touched a sore spot? Just tell us, just think of it as a way to entertain us brothers and relieve our boredom."

Yue Qiansong was so angry that his face turned red and veins popped out on his forehead.

He slammed the table so hard that the teacups on the table shook a few times, pointed at Wang Wei's nose and cursed: "Get away from me, you blind bear!"

"Go somewhere cooler and stop annoying me here!"

At this time, a well-mannered old man named Lian Changzhi, whose hair was combed meticulously and neatly like a carefully crafted work of art, was standing next to him. He was the vice president of Canghui College.

He frowned slightly and said, "Okay, stop talking about this nonsense."

"Among the three old guys in Chang'an College, you are the most foul-mouthed and you are always so careless when you speak." Wang Wei glared at them and retorted without showing any weakness: "They are just being polite! You hypocrite, do you know what I see in your eyes?"

Lian Changzhi subconsciously asked back: "What?"

Wang Wei grinned and said loudly: "Eye boogers!"

Lian Changzhi: “…”

Upon seeing this, Yue Qiansong and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter, feeling extremely happy.

Afterwards, the broken ash from Yue Qiansong's pipe hovered strangely half an inch away from Wang Wei's nose.

He winked and said, "Old Wang, you blind bear are right this time. This guy, the fake and serious guy, has always been hiding his tricks. Their Canghui College has a deep grudge against your Chang'an College."

"If you really encounter one, remember to beat him to death and show no mercy."

With the soul power surging, the diamond badge on the chest of Chang Zhi, the vice-president of Canghui College, suddenly burst into a dazzling white light.

He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and shouted angrily: "You bastard, you want us to fight so that you can benefit from it."

Wang Wei waved his hand and said carelessly: "Don't worry, no matter if you are from Canghui or other colleges, as long as you deserve to be beaten, we will beat you until you cry for your parents. We will treat everyone equally!"

Lian Changzhi laughed in anger, pointed at Wang Wei and said to Yue Qiansong: "Haha, Old Song, look at this guy, he is so arrogant and looks down on everyone."

Yue Qiansong smacked his lips and said noncommittally: "When I can get a few talented disciples, I can be so arrogant too."

At this time, Veron Parker, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes: "Old Wang, your next match is against Tianfeng, right?"

Yue Qiansong clapped his hands in glee and said, "Haha, that's great."

"Blind Bear, now we are going to have a good show. We will run into that crazy woman's team soon. She is sitting in the spectator seats downstairs."

Wang Wei's pupils shrank, and then he chuckled: "Old Songtou, stop gloating over other people's misfortunes."

"No matter who the opponent is, our academy will not be afraid."

"Every student in our college is an elite and has enough strength to cope with any challenge."

Lu Jingcheng from Marseille College continued, "Then you should protect your good talents, otherwise we wouldn't be gathered here."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the underworld: "There are too many interests involved in this competition, and we must be careful of those secret calculations."

The complexity of the world of soul masters is far beyond imagination. A seemingly ordinary game may hide conspiracy and transactions behind it.

For example, those peripheral and underground bankers, if they cause trouble for Chang'an College and lose, then they will make a fortune.

Wang Wei raised a disdainful smile and snorted, "I want to see if they have the guts to take action? Will the Chen family pick on them?!"

Everyone choked. What the hell!
Now the Chen family can be said to be notorious.

Wang Wei continued, "Speaking of these frivolous people, didn't the City Lord's Mansion pick a Black Jade Alliance yesterday?"

At this time, Wei Xinzhi, the vice president of Sirius College, spoke in a deep voice: "Yes, Lao Songtou, you should tell me what you and Beilong did last night."

Sirius College has always been strong and well-known among colleges in the province.

However, this generation encountered a major change, and the Tianlang Sect was wiped out by the Chen Family.

Many outstanding students of Sirius Academy died or were captured, and some chose to escape.

Many students who had some connection with it were in a state of panic all day long.

It wasn't until two or three years later that they felt relieved.

The academy went through a lot of turmoil, but it also took this opportunity to purify a lot of its strength.

Yue Qiansong blew out a smoke ring and said, "You are just talking nonsense! What else can I do? I can be a thug."

"Isn't this the fate of teachers like us? Sometimes, for the sake of the academy and the forces behind it, we have to do things against our will."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air pressure in the VIP room suddenly dropped visibly.

Wang Wei was also silent, and after a long while he slowly spoke: "Just take the money if you have it, and collect the things if you have them."

"Since we have chosen this path, we are in this furnace of heaven and earth. Sometimes, for the sake of resources and other benefits, we don't have to be so particular."

Yue Qiansong nodded slightly, looked at Wang Wei, and said, "Old Wang, your boss has become a Titled Douluo. This is a rare event in our provincial academy in hundreds of years."

"In this regard, your Chang'an College's position in the province will be more stable in the future."

The vice presidents of these government-run academies, uh, in fact, most of the presidents are just figureheads of the various county governors.

There are also presidents of private colleges like Soran, who are also honored by various cities (counties).

There are very few centenarians among them. Why?
Because most of them died in battle during those cruel years, only a very few lucky ones were able to retire and return home to enjoy their old age.

The moonstone emits a soft and bright light, illuminating seven faces with different expressions.

Some people had a sneer on their lips, as if mocking the disputes in this world; some people closed their eyes to rest, as if they were accustomed to all this; some people's soul power condensed into blades between their fingers, and the air was diverted; some people's wine in the glass had frozen into ice, but they were unaware and were still immersed in their own thoughts.

(End of this chapter)