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

Chapter 1751 The Three Friends of the Earth
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An Mingyuan, Yuan Run, and Qiu Qingquan, also known as Di Gou Xing, Di Jian Xing, and Di Hao Xing, are collectively called the "Three Friends of Di Ting".

Their martial souls are very unique. Although they are ranked low, their strength is actually not weak. They are all high-level Soul Masters.

An Mingyuan, in particular, has reached level 49 as a mutated martial soul, while the other two are at level 48.

At their age, they could only be considered as having a level seven aptitude, so having this level of cultivation was already quite impressive.

Chen Xiaojun walked over and glanced at the things on the small stone table: several piles of shelled peanuts, crisp pickled cucumber strips, and several plates of brightly colored cold dishes. Next to them were several glasses of chilled plum juice, and several bottles of Chen family's specialty "Happy Fat House Water" - "Ice and Fire".

"Heh, you know how to enjoy yourself, don't you?" Chen Xiaojun chuckled, pointing to the food and drinks on the table.

Zhu Wuneng chuckled and patted the stone bench next to him: "It's hot, sit here and rest your feet, chat a bit. These three just arrived, so I've just made a little something for them to eat."

Chen Xiaojun looked at the three of them: "What are you three doing here at Tian Dou at this time?"

Qiu Qingquan answered first, a smile on his face: "Young Master, our school is on summer vacation! Besides, our Sanshan Academy didn't make it to the semi-finals, and the training camp for the Tiangang and Disha competitions was canceled this year, so we're free now."

He paused for a moment, then got down to business: "We'll be seniors in the fall, and according to the rules, we have to do internships. The three of us discussed it, and since we need to do internships, and Tiandou just finished a project and is short-staffed, we decided to apply for internships here."

"Perfect timing! We can even catch a glimpse of you and Wuneng's prowess in the national tournament!"

They are studying at Sanshan College.

This academy excels at teaching earth-attribute martial spirits, especially the use of rock and soil types, while also offering some dark and wind-type courses.

During the preliminary rounds in Fasno Province, they also participated under the leadership of Zhu Changfeng and achieved a mid-range result, which was quite good and better than before.

It's impossible for all the children of Chenlin Village to attend prestigious schools. As the old stronghold, the academies of the five southern counties have always had a certain number of students there.

Several earth-element families often choose to study at the Three Mountains Academy, so the Chen family's influence at the Three Mountains Academy is not weak.

That's why Chen Xun thought things were alright in Sanshan City before.

An Mingyuan nodded in agreement with a simple and honest expression: "Yes, young master! We just heard Wu Neng talking about how Miss Xiao Yi was dominating the arena, sweeping away her opponents, and she was even the Eastern Emperor! We were so excited to hear that!"

His face showed genuine excitement and pride.

Different circles are not the same.

Although they are also from Chenlin Village, their circle is slightly lower, and they are somewhat lacking in terms of family hierarchy and access to core information.

Therefore, they were unaware of Xiao Yi's background as "Donghuang".

Chen Xiaojun smiled leisurely and turned around to stroke the soft fur of the big yellow dog.

Then, he raised an eyebrow: "That's not right. I heard Wu Neng yelling at you guys from far away."

Zhu Wuneng immediately protested, his chubby face scrunching up: "How could that be! Young Master, you can't slander an innocent person!"

An Mingyuan and Qiu Qingquan, standing nearby, looked a little embarrassed, their eyes darting around, and they remained silent, looking rather awkward.

Chen Xiaojun understood seven or eight parts of the story from that expression; he didn't believe Zhu Wuneng's nonsense. He turned his gaze to the usually honest and kind Yuan Run and called on him: "Yuan Run, you tell us. What were you arguing about just now? Wuneng, Mingyuan, and Qingquan were arguing, and you'll definitely have to mediate between them."

Upon hearing this, the other three immediately exchanged nervous glances, frantically trying to signal to Yuan Run.

Chen Xiaojun gave a soft "humph," and the three of them immediately became like quails with their necks being choked, no longer daring to make any small movements.

Yuan Run's chubby face showed a helpless yet amused expression as he stammered, "Young Master, actually... they were just... discussing... whether to eat pork or dog meat for tonight's dinner..."

After he finished speaking, he quickly lowered his head, as if the ants on the ground were particularly interesting.

Chen Xiaojun was speechless for a moment, and several black lines seemed to appear on his forehead.

He was truly impressed by these guys.

The truth is clear from their expressions—none of them could convince anyone else.

It's certain that Zhu Wuneng insisted on his "dog meat faction" stance, most likely because he saw Da Huang arrive and wanted to tease An Mingyuan, while An Mingyuan and Qiu Qingquan firmly stood on the "pork faction" side.

Chen Xiaojun let Zhu Wuneng go, but alas, someone disagreed!
The big yellow dog, who had been lying at Chen Xiaojun's feet enjoying a head pat, was humming contentedly with its eyes half-closed. But when it heard the word "dog meat," its ears perked up!
It suddenly raised its head, and its dark, round eyes instantly locked onto Zhu Wuneng, its gaze filled with... a raging fire of anger.

"Woof! Woof woof woof!!!"

The big yellow dog instantly bristled, barking furiously at Zhu Wuneng and letting out threatening growls.

As a thousand-year-old canine spirit beast that has accompanied generations of the An family as they grew up, it clearly understands everything.

In the blink of an eye, a yellow shadow flashed by, and the old man, Big Yellow, pushed off with his hind legs and pounced with lightning speed.

The target is clear—Zhu Wuneng's thick calves, which are wearing trousers!
"Ouch!!!" Zhu Wuneng cried out in pain, not because he was actually bitten that badly, but mainly because he was scared.

Big Yellow accurately grabbed Zhu Wuneng's right trouser leg in its mouth! It didn't actually bite the meat hard, but it vented all its anger on the fabric.

Big Yellow was holding the trouser leg in its mouth, shaking its little head vigorously from side to side, and making angry growls in its throat. It looked as if it wanted to tear Zhu Wuneng's trouser leg to shreds like a rag!

"Oh dear! Let go! Grandpa Huang! I was wrong! I was wrong, okay? I meant pork! We'll only eat pork tonight! Lots of it!!"

Zhu Wuneng was too scared to struggle, afraid that Da Huang would get really angry and bite him; he had almost been bitten on the butt once before.

He could only frantically try to protect his poor pants while repeatedly begging for mercy, calling a dog "Grandpa".

An Mingyuan and Qiu Qingquan were startled at first, but when they saw Zhu Wuneng's disheveled appearance, they couldn't help but point at Zhu Wuneng and burst out laughing.

Yuan Run couldn't help but laugh and quickly stepped forward to pretend to pry open Da Huang's mouth: "Da Huang, Da Huang, it's alright, it's alright, Wu Neng knows he was wrong! Let go quickly, your pants are going to tear!"

Looking at the chaotic scene, Chen Xiaojun sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. It seemed that this leisurely afternoon tea was destined to be anything but ordinary.

He casually picked up a cucumber strip from the table, squatted down, and waved it in front of Big Yellow's nose: "Alright, alright, Big Yellow, don't argue with this idiot. Here, have a cucumber to calm down."

Dahuang didn't eat it, and continued to pounce on Zhu Wuneng, its canine teeth gleaming.

(End of this chapter)