Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

Tang Shan glanced at the bustling crowd behind him, then looked down at the luxurious front row seat he was in—he couldn't help but feel even more grateful that Xue Qinghe had reserved these good seats for him.

"Tangshan, why don't we sit in a private room?"

Gu Yue leaned closer, her eyes fixed on the few skewers of grilled meat that Tang Shan had left in his hand, her expression grave—if they were in a private room, they could have brought plenty of food, unlike now, where there were only these few skewers.

"Let me experience watching the game up close first, then I'll go to the VIP box tomorrow," Tang Shan replied casually.

Feeling two burning gazes fixed on the skewers in his hands, Tang Shan couldn't help but feel speechless: Gu Yue, aren't you afraid of losing face as the Silver Dragon King because you're so greedy?

With the sizzling aroma of grilled meat filling his nostrils, Tang Shan couldn't resist any longer. Under Gu Yue's wide-eyed, incredulous gaze, he gathered most of the skewers into his left hand, leaving only one in his right. Then, he opened his mouth wide, ripped the entire skewer off with a mighty pull.

Gu Yue instantly panicked, her little cheeks puffed out, and she reached out to slap Tang Shan's hand: "That's my flesh!"

A small, white hand slapped hard against Tang Shan's left wrist. Tang Shan instinctively let go, and a handful of bamboo skewers fell to the ground with a clatter.

A flash of silver light appeared in Gu Yue's eyes, and he raised his left hand as if to use his spatial power to take away all the skewers.

But Tangshan reacted quickly. Before the silver light completely enveloped the bamboo skewers, he scooped them up with his large hand and firmly grasped four skewers with his left.

Gu Yue looked at the dozen or so skewers of grilled meat she had left in her hand, her lips pursed, her face showing a look of wanting to cry but having no tears. She was filled with regret: She really shouldn't have tried to save trouble and handed over her food to this evil human!

Tang Shan turned his head with a smile on his lips, only to see that Gu Yue's face was tense, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she looked solemn.

"Did I go a little too far?" A pang of guilt swept through Tang Shan's heart, and he subconsciously waved the four skewers of grilled meat in his left hand in front of Gu Yue's eyes: "Want some?"

Awoo!

Gu Yue's eyes lit up, and she didn't stand on ceremony with him at all. Under Tang Shan's dumbfounded gaze, the great Silver Dragon King directly used his spatial power. His small mouth opened and closed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the four skewers in Tang Shan's hand were reduced to bare bamboo sticks, and the roasted meat had long since disappeared.

She chewed on the roasted meat with her round cheeks puffed out, her eyes narrowed into crescents, and a satisfied smile radiated from the corners of her eyes and brows.

Looking at the empty bamboo skewers in his hand, Tang Shan was speechless: It was just a few skewers of barbecue, yet he had to use spatial power. This operation was even more outrageous than using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

……

"Cough cough!"

Two clear coughs came from the podium, and with the help of the amplified soul guide device, they spread throughout the entire arena.

Tang Shan subconsciously looked up and saw that Emperor Xueye was already standing in the center of the platform, wearing a purple-gold crown and a bright yellow dragon robe, exuding an imperial aura of authority.

"Everyone..."

A long speech began, and Tang Shan's eyelids twitched as he listened. He couldn't help but put on a mask of pain, feeling as if he were dreaming of his school days, when the principal stood on the stage and gave a long and eloquent speech.

After Emperor Xueye finished speaking, it was Ning Fengzhi's turn, followed by Salas. The three of them mostly said the usual platitudes: friendship first, competition second; strive hard and show your best; cultivate for the rise of the empire.

The entire speech lasted a full hour—that is, two hours.

Tang Shan couldn't help but secretly admire the physical strength and memory of the three, especially Emperor Xue Ye. The other two were a Soul Saint and a Soul Douluo, while he was at most a low-level Soul Master, yet he managed to complete the same amount of work as the other two, which was truly impressive.

After the speeches concluded, the opening ceremony officially began, with music playing and singing and dancing taking place. Following this, the participating teams from each college were introduced, and Tang Shan took a second look at many of them.

Shenfeng, Tianshui, Leiting, Chihuo... these academies were naturally included, but what Tang Shan cared about most was a team following on the side of Leiting Academy.

The trainees in the group weren't particularly interesting, but the teacher leading the group really piqued Tang Shan's interest.

She was a woman somewhere between a young woman and a mature woman, her tight-fitting long dress outlining her voluptuous and graceful figure, her curves perfect, and every move she made exuded a unique charm.

This must be Liu Erlong.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Tang Shan looked at the somewhat familiar figure beside the beautiful woman, his expression a little strange.

Gu Yue's attention was mostly focused on the food in her hands, but she still kept a sliver of her mind on Tang Shan. Seeing that his gaze was fixed on one spot, motionless, Gu Yue curiously followed his gaze and quickly discovered where his eyes were.

"Is that Holland?"

With his mouth full of roasted meat, Gu Yue's speech was unclear, and even his words had a soft, nasal tone.

Tang Shan nodded, quite curious: That beautiful woman must be Liu Erlong, with a superior figure and appearance, but how did she and Flander end up together? Could it be that Flander has finally come to his senses?

Tang Shan was really unsure about this speculation. After all, Flander's actions in the original work were simply too outrageous—he liked Liu Erlong, knew that his brother liked Liu Erlong in the same way, and was well aware that his brother being with Liu Erlong was against human ethics.

However, when he was helping the Shrek Seven Devils obtain their fourth spirit ring, he deliberately brought the two of them together, even hoping that Liu Erlong would force herself on Grandmaster.

……

"Boss Fu, still no news about Xiao Gang?"

Liu Erlong's gaze swept across the podium, his brows furrowed with an unyielding sorrow.

Flander's face, unusually devoid of its usual shrewdness, softened as he gazed tenderly at the woman before him. Recalling his arrangements at Notting Academy, he gently shook his head: "Erlong, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but the time isn't right. Someone as intelligent as him, if you suddenly go looking for him, or if I bring him here, he'll surely guess the reason. If he does something rash then, it will hurt both of you."

Seeing Flander shake his head, Liu Erlong wasn't surprised, but the sorrow in her eyes deepened. For so many years, she had searched tirelessly, but to no avail. Even with the power of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, she had gained nothing. Even though Flander was a Soul Saint with formidable strength, he was ultimately alone and powerless; what new gains could he possibly make?

……

"Now, the first match of this competition officially begins, with Tiandou Royal Academy facing off against Lu Renjia Academy!"

On the platform, the host announced the start of the competition loudly using a megaphone. The powerful figures on the platform, however, paid no attention to the commotion below the stage, instead huddling together and whispering about the details of the competition.

"Your Highness, what a brilliant move! You've managed to give the Heaven Dou Royal Academy two more Soul Masters. Your boldness is truly admirable."

Platinum Bishop Salas wore a fake smile, but his eyes were full of mockery as he stared straight at Xue Qinghe: "Your Highness, aren't you afraid that they will never be able to cultivate again if you only use the Body Burning Powder to help them break through their soul power?"

“Bishop, you are mistaken. It is simply a fair trade. They chose to use the Burning Body Powder to break through, and the Empire provided them with resource support. It is nothing more than a mutually beneficial arrangement.”

Before Xue Qinghe could speak, Emperor Xueye took the lead, stopping Salas's difficult question with a warm smile on his face.

Having been rebuffed by Emperor Xueye, Salas turned to Dugu Bo beside him, his tone laced with provocation: "Your Majesty Bilin, your granddaughter is also at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Aren't you afraid that she will suffer the same treatment as those two students?"

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Chapter 219 The Avalanche That Never Died, Xue Qinghe's Crown Princess

She panicked!

Ning Fengzhi, sitting to the side, made a judgment with ease.

He was certain that Salas was furious. They were all cunning foxes, what were they trying to pull? He simply didn't believe that the Spirit Hall hadn't done something like that.

Furthermore, the subsequent attempt to sow discord between Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan is utterly absurd. What is Dugu Yan's status, and what are the statuses of those two students? Besides, they didn't force them; they let them choose voluntarily.

Faced with Salas's ill-intentioned reminder, Dugu Bo merely raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the other party, and then looked back at the arena, clearly ignoring him.

Dugu Yan sat next to Dugu Bo, her elbows propped on the table, her slender hands lightly supporting her cheeks, her fair legs dangling in the air, swinging idly. Her long eyelashes drooped listlessly as she muttered to herself: Why did I impulsively go on stage with my grandfather? How boring, and Tang Shan isn't here either, there's no one to keep me entertained.

Seeing that the atmosphere on the field was still stagnant, Ning Fengzhi took the initiative to break the deadlock. He smiled and looked at Emperor Xueye: "Your Majesty, which team do you favor?"

Although the Spirit Hall is aligned with the Heaven Dou Empire, it is not easy to offend them too much. This question can help ease the tense atmosphere.

"Naturally, they are the geniuses of our Heavenly Dou Royal Academy. Each of them is a pillar of the future empire," Emperor Xueye replied with a smile.

Ning Fengzhi then turned to Salas, his tone still calm: "Where is Bishop Salas?"

Salas's eyes were full of disdain as he scoffed, "If I had to say who I'm really optimistic about, there isn't one. But I think His Majesty will probably be disappointed this time. After all, how can someone who isn't even a powerful Soul Master manage a powerful Soul Master team?"

These words were clearly a veiled mockery of Xue Qinghe.

Emperor Xueye and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance, a smile appearing on their faces simultaneously. Their thoughts were in sync: the more the enemy opposes, the more it proves that we are doing the right thing. It seems that Qinghe is much more outstanding than we imagined.

The two exchanged knowing smiles, but Salas couldn't help but laugh inwardly: Hahaha, you two idiots, you must be feeling pretty smug right now. I'm really looking forward to seeing your expressions when the young master's identity is revealed.

Oh no, maybe you won't even have a chance to know before you're gone?

Just then, a hoarse voice suddenly rang out: "Father."

Everyone looked up and saw the Fourth Prince, Xue Beng, dressed in shabby robes, yawning and swaying unsteadily as he climbed onto the platform.

"Fourth brother, you've arrived." Xue Qinghe greeted him with a gentle smile.

Avalanche merely nodded symbolically, glanced around, found an empty spot, and leaned back against it, looking listless.

Upon seeing this, Emperor Xueye immediately frowned: "Fourth brother, what's wrong with you? Quickly pay your respects to Sect Master Ning, His Majesty Dugu, and Bishop Salas."

Xue Beng, clearly exhausted from the previous night's ordeal, barely managed to stand up again upon hearing Emperor Xue Ye's words, offering a perfunctory bow to the crowd. Ning Fengzhi and the others merely nodded slightly; this prince, who spent his days indulging in pleasure and neglecting his duties, was someone they had never taken seriously.

After the ceremony, Xue Beng was about to sit down when his gaze inadvertently swept over Dugu Yan next to Dugu Bo. He froze instantly, his eyes fixed on her, unable to look away.

"I wonder whose little sister this is, she's so beautiful."

As the flippant words fell, the group of people who had already turned their heads away froze simultaneously. There were only a few people on the platform to begin with; the host was male, and apart from the maids coming and going, the only woman was Dugu Bo's granddaughter. The meaning of these words couldn't be clearer.

To be honest, they were also greatly shocked by Dugu Yan's stunningly beautiful and captivating appearance. They never expected that such a beauty existed in the world, but they were only amazed.

They are all shrewd and calculating rulers; how could they be blinded by beauty?

His grandfather is Dugu Bo, a Poison Douluo whose ability to kill multiple enemies is unparalleled in the world. There is no need for him to provoke such a fiend for the sake of momentary desires.

There might only be one beauty of this caliber on the entire continent, but they could easily find others who were slightly less stunning. There was no need to provoke Poison Douluo's only surviving relative.

They had a sense of propriety, but Xue Beng did not. Before experiencing the inexplicable deaths of his two older brothers, he was nothing more than a carefree young master, a complete waste, without the slightest bit of forbearance.

Upon seeing Dugu Yan's stunning beauty, his blood, which had been depleted by the previous night's continuous battles, surged instantly, and his spirits were lifted. The lustful light in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"Fourth brother, stop being so rude! This is His Majesty Dugu's granddaughter. Quickly apologize to her."

Emperor Xueye's heart sank. He never expected that his son would dig such a big pit for him in public. He hurriedly reminded him sternly.

After being shouted at by Emperor Xueye, Xue Beng, who was still lustful, finally sobered up a bit. He hurriedly bowed slightly in the direction of Dugu Yan and squeezed out what he thought was a charming smile: "Sister Dugu, I was being presumptuous. I'm really sorry. I am Xue Beng. We can get to know each other sometime."

The moment Xue Beng cast that lewd gaze upon her, Dugu Yan instantly noticed. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly. She already disliked him, and his sunken eyes and weak appearance only amplified her disgust. He looked exactly like that "poisoned prince." To make matters worse, he addressed her with the cloyingly affectionate "Sister Dugu," which instantly chilled her expression. Her tone was icy: "Are we that close?"

Dugu Yan's calm questioning did not ignite Xue Beng's anger; instead, it aroused his lust. The beauty's allure when she turned cold was simply too captivating.

"enough!"

Dugu Bo, who had remained silent all along, finally lost his temper and let out a roar. His eyes flashed with emerald green light, and a terrifying aura swept over the avalanche, directly pressing down on Xue Beng.

"Your Majesty Dugu, I am truly sorry. I have been too indulgent towards this lad."

Emperor Xueye's face was equally gloomy. He never expected that even though he had warned his most incompetent son, he would still be so presumptuous. You must know that he had many sons, but in the entire empire, there was only one titled Douluo, Dugu Bo.

A ruthless glint flashed in Emperor Xueye's eyes: If this brat causes a rift between the Empire and Poison Douluo, then let him fill that rift with his life.

Under the overwhelming aura of the Title Douluo, Xue Beng instantly turned pale and dared not act rashly again, obediently shrinking into his position without uttering a sound.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving now."

Already feeling bored, and further ruined by the disgusting sight of the avalanche, Dugu Yan immediately stood up. She had already spotted Tang Shan and Gu Yue sitting in the first row of the stands. Rather than sitting here with a bunch of old men, she decided to go over there and find them.

"Alright, Yan Yan, be careful." Dugu Bo nodded, suppressing his anger.

Dugu Yan nodded slightly to Emperor Xueye in greeting, then turned and went down the stairs.

Watching Dugu Yan's figure disappear at the top of the stairs, Emperor Xueye's eyes flickered slightly as he fell into deep thought.

If it weren't for the avalanche, he would have almost forgotten that Dugu Bo's granddaughter was an excellent marriage prospect. Given how much Dugu Bo doted on Dugu Yan, whoever married Dugu Yan would essentially have gained a Title Douluo as a powerful backer.