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

Chapter 1389 Obsession
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The smoke has not yet dissipated, and the lingering sound of war drums is still roaring in my ears.

This battle was too shocking.

The coaches from various academies sitting on the martial arts viewing platform (coaches' viewing seats) looked at the criss-cross marks on the ring, all of them tightly grasped the armrests with solemn expressions, their palms already soaked with cold sweat.

If this kind of power that can crush mountains and split rocks happened to one of my own students, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to last even half an incense stick.

The coaches from each academy were like this, and the other teams watching the game in the box had different expressions.

Some teams suddenly loosened their clenched fists and wiped the sweat from their foreheads in fear; others secretly gritted their teeth, feeling fortunate that this ferocious monster was finally killed.

There was dead silence in the audience.

Many ladies and celebrities had long lost their former pride, with veins bulging on the backs of their hands as they clutched their handkerchiefs; many more common people put their hands together and chanted blessings for the young men on the stage.

As fans of the winning team, even the most arrogant Yue Si fans in the past were in no mood to provoke or ridicule Chang An fans at this moment;
Changan fans are generally satisfied with the players on the field. The players' strength is obvious to all, and they are essentially reserve players for the middle school department.

Although the result is regrettable, looking at the process, it can be considered a glorious defeat.

Therefore, both sides burst into thunderous applause - although their young men were seriously injured, they used their blood and bravery to carve an indelible mark on the official list.

Of course, there are always gamblers who have lost so much money that they jump up and down and curse in the crowd, especially venting their anger on Chen Xiaojun.

Suddenly, countless cold gazes from the surroundings pierced like sharp swords, forcing the man to stagger back and dare not say any more.

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As for our protagonist, Chen Xiaojun, he was standing at the door of the infirmary at this moment, with veins bulging on the back of his hands as he gripped the handrail.

There were hurried footsteps in the infirmary corridor. Looking back, he saw Ji Shuran walking quickly with more than ten people. The slender figure at the front of the team made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Chen Xiaojun went to meet them, nodded to the others and asked them to go into the infirmary to save people, then he grabbed Xiaoyi and said quickly: "Why are you here? You are injured now, so you are not suitable to participate in the rescue."

Xiaoyi looked up at him, her usually gentle eyes now brightening surprisingly: "Saving people is the most important thing."

After saying that, she broke free from his hand and moved sideways.

Chen Xiaojun subconsciously grabbed her wrist, but stopped when he met her eyes - that was the same resoluteness as when Chen Mu fell.

The moment the door of the infirmary closed behind him, Chen Xiaojun staggered and slid down to sit against the wall.

The smell of disinfectant in the corridor was sore and pungent.

Chen Xiaojun's figure was a little silent, even trembling slightly.

As a veteran of many battles and many killings, he has seen too many life and death separations, but he still shudders at the injuries of today's team members and his friends around him.

All seven people present were from Chen Xiaojun’s team, and even Ma Wencai was one of them.

"Xiaojun, this is their own choice." Wang Wei's voice came from above his head.

The team members were injured so badly that Wang Wei had already come down. He just came out of the infirmary and looked at Chen Xiaojun's silent figure and said comfortingly.

Chen Xiaojun stared at the dried blood in the gaps between the floor tiles and a hoarse "hmm" rolled out of his throat.

Wang Wei sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and continued, "They fought very well, but they suffered from their low level and the age gap between them."

In their small team, the oldest Chen Mu is 17 years old, Ma Wen is only 15 years old, Su Ningxia is 14 years old, and Dugu Fu is a few months older than Chen Xiaojun and just turned 14.

The others were all 13 years old.

The one with the oldest birthday in this month is of course Chen Xiaojun. June 6th is his birthday and he will be 20 soon.

After that came Xiaoyi, Chen Bin, Chen Shurui, Zhu Wuneng, Gao Cuilan and Ma Liang.

As for Yuesi Academy, team leader Zhong Weifeng is the youngest at 19 years old, Yang Yanyu is 21 years old, Du Qingling is 23 years old, Yue Pan is 21 years old, Yue Que is 20 years old, Sheng Yingying is 20 years old, and Bai Ye is 23 years old.

They are all at least 5 or even 10 years older than them.

Therefore, even though they are all on the Tianjiao list, they are too young. In this battle, they are undoubtedly at a disadvantage. There are now three Tianjiao lists: the main list, the deputy list, and the second list.

The secondary and third rankings were specially ranked and announced for this Gaoying Competition. The main consideration is combat power, with more emphasis on actual combat capabilities.

The main list is different. It is the original list, which gives more weight to potential and pays more attention to future development potential and talent.

Therefore, even though there are more geniuses from small teams on the main list, a large part of the reason is their potential and the bonus of their reputation. Their actual combat power may not be as good as that of the masters on the vice-list and the second-third list.

For example, in the last issue, Zhu Wuneng and others were ranked around 50th, but were less than level 40, while He Qiang was level 55 but ranked 46th. The gap between them is obvious.

Uh, Ji Boda is only ranked 54th.

Chen Xiaojun swallowed his saliva with his Adam's apple rolling. He stared at the bloodstains winding in the cracks of the blue bricks. The dark red stung his eye sockets and made them swell. "Mr. Wang, age is not a problem. I took this into consideration when I selected them."

"However, I predicted before the game that at most two or three players would be lost in this battle..."

Wang Wei sat down on the metal bench next to him: "Your deployment of troops is correct."

"With Xiaomu and Ningxia holding back their strongest players, Zhong Weifeng and Yang Yanyu, even though they don't have a support division, they can form a five-on-four situation."

In fact, they fought quite well. Zhong Weifeng was the leader of the Zhong family, and Yang Yanyu's qualifications were better than his brother Yang Yanlang. They would both be candidates for the head of the family or the eldest elder in the future.

And where was Chen Mu ranked in the Chen family, sixth or seventh? Su Ningxia was also just a follower, and there was a 7-year age difference between them.

Wang Wei was a little depressed: "If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the martial soul fusion technique, we would have won long ago."

"Even if we had known about it earlier and taken precautions, Xiaobin and Xiaorui wouldn't have been injured."

"Xiao Mu is too stubborn." Wang Wei took out the wine flask. The smell of wine mixed with blood was even more pungent. "If he had poked the girl from the Sheng family first, with his speed and footwork, Zhong Weifeng wouldn't even be able to touch the corner of her clothes."

"Soul masters should give priority to solving auxiliary soul masters, but he insisted on competing with the man named Zhong and missed the opportunity!"

The corners of Chen Xiaojun's mouth formed an arc that was uglier than crying, and he naturally understood Chen Mu's thoughts.

Chen Mu regarded Zhong Weifeng as a whetstone for sharpening himself, or perhaps he was too eager to prove himself and was blinded by this obsession.

The lack of concentration behind this obsession is somewhat similar to my own.

In fact, Chen Xiaojun's determination has long surpassed that of his peers, and he is even a leader among the vast majority of young talents under the age of 30.

This is also one of the important reasons why everyone in the Chen family agreed to let him serve as the young master.

It’s just that the Chen family’s expectations of him are too high.

Looking back on Chen Xiaojun's growth process over the past decade, there are only three things that he was criticized for.

First, he was assassinated when he returned from Chang'an College; second, he rashly absorbed the ring on the battlefield this year; third, he mobilized the power of the magic ring as a joke with Xiaoyi.

I won’t talk about the last two, as they are “normal” and degrading behaviors for men.

And he really didn't waste time in that assassination attempt.

When he traveled, he brought Cheng Yun, who was level 75, and Ou Ya, who was level 82, which was already quite strong.

You can't ask an elder at the Titled Douluo level to protect you all the time. That is neither realistic nor decent.

Besides, it is impossible for him to stay at home all day without going out of the main door or the secondary door.

In fact, in the past three years, the guards he brought with him when he went out most of the time were not as good as those at that time.

However, things are unpredictable. Who could have thought that Lang Weiyuan would secretly place an order, let alone that Bu Ren Lou would send out a seven-member killer team.

At that time, Chen Cong blamed him for failing to accurately estimate the opponent's strength and scolded him for playing house.

To be fair, Chen Xiaojun did have some different thoughts at the time, but this was ultimately a deviation in thinking and estimation, and had nothing to do with Lang. It was not a problem of lack of concentration.

(End of this chapter)