Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 37 Master: It's safe! It's safe! The honor is secured! (4,000 words)

When Tang San saw Ren's indifferent, even slightly mocking expression, his anger was even more difficult to quell.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a violent aura. He was about to grab Yu Xiaogang's collar again, intending to throw a few more punches to vent the hatred in his heart!

His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the excessive force, as if he were about to smash them hard into Yu Xiaogang's face at any moment.

However, at that moment, several figures suddenly appeared on the academy path. They were dressed in Nottingham Academy uniforms and looked dignified and solemn.

These teachers had spotted the commotion from a great distance. Their brows furrowed, they hurried closer, shouting as they ran:

"What are you doing?! Stop right now!! How can Notting Academy tolerate such insolence?!"

The voice echoed through the academy like thunder, filled with unquestionable authority.

Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes sharpened. He casually tossed Yu Xiaogang, whom he was holding, aside as if discarding an insignificant object, causing Yu Xiaogang to fall heavily to the ground with a thud.

Tang San's eyes were ashen and cold as he looked at the teachers who had rushed over. A disdainful smile played on his lips as he spoke in a calm yet firm tone:

"I'm a freshman at the academy. They provoked me and made things difficult for me first!!"

His words conveyed an unquestionable firmness, as if he were the victim in this conflict, and the teachers were ignorant referees who arrived late.

Tang San remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic. His eyes even held a hint of provocation, as if declaring to the teachers: Tang San is not someone to be trifled with.

At this moment, Village Chief Jack, who had been at a loss in the rear, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He limped and leaned on his cane, running anxiously towards Ren and Tang San.

Seeing the situation develop to this point, Old Jack was filled with panic. He never expected that his original intention of just bringing Tang San to the academy to register would cause such a big commotion.

He shielded Tang San behind him. Despite his inner turmoil, at this moment, Old Jack still chose to stand firmly on Tang San and Ren's side.

He quickly held up the certificate in his hand and said urgently to the teachers who had rushed over:

"Teachers, the gatekeeper did make things difficult for us at first. Look, this is the certificate that Lord Su Yuntao of the Spirit Hall gave us. The gatekeeper didn't believe it and insisted that it was fake."

His voice trembled slightly, but it conveyed more of his trust in Tang San and his insistence on the truth.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged female teacher's eyes sharpened like knives. She scanned her surroundings and saw the gatekeepers lying on the ground, some clutching their stomachs, others holding their heads, all bruised and battered, crying and screaming. The scene was utterly horrific.

Her brows furrowed, her face ashen, and she wouldn't listen to any of the explanations. She snapped:

"Nonsense!! You beat up our college's security guard like this, do you think I'd believe you just because you said a few words?"

Her voice boomed like thunder in everyone's ears, revealing an unquestionable authority.

"Quick! Arrest them first!!" The teacher in charge, a middle-aged woman, had a fierce appearance and her eyes revealed an unyielding sternness.

She gave the order directly, her tone resolute and brooking no dissent.

Her subordinates immediately responded and quickly surrounded Tang San and Ren, intending to subdue them and take them to the academy for punishment.

At this moment, several people in the surrounding crowd who had witnessed the entire incident immediately stepped forward and spoke up urgently:

"Hey! I can vouch for it! It was that security guard who started it! They were just defending themselves!" A middle-aged man waved his arms, his expression agitated as he argued.

"Yes, yes! It was the security guard who started it. I think it was... I think it was... Right, it was that bald security guard who started it!" Another girl patted Hongwei's chest, seemingly recalling a key detail, and pointed to Yu Xiaogang on the ground.

The young woman had been frowning and thinking for a long time, but she couldn't remember which guard had started the dispute. However, seeing that the bald Yu Xiaogang had been beaten the worst, she immediately concluded that he was the culprit!

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze to Master Gangzi, who was lying on the ground, twitching slightly.

Their eyes held both surprise and a hint of schadenfreude.

The middle-aged female teacher felt a bad premonition when she saw that the man was wearing a very familiar uniform.

She quickly walked over, squatted down, and carefully looked at Yu Xiaogang's bruised and swollen face for a long time before she was shocked to confirm that this was the famous master in the academy—Yu Xiaogang!

At this moment, several teachers who had come along also gathered around. They all felt that the figure was familiar, so they came over to take a look. Upon seeing him, their expressions changed drastically. The Yu Xiaogang in front of them was missing a front tooth, and his face was covered in bruises. He was completely unlike the gentle and refined master he usually was, which made them feel a sense of astonishment.

The teachers exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with confusion and shock. They simply couldn't understand how this master, who enjoyed a certain degree of prestige throughout the continent, could have gotten involved in such a dispute, especially since it seemed he was the one who had instigated it.

Their brows furrowed, their eyes meeting in bewilderment, as if silently saying to each other, "Pfft? What's going on? Is our master here to cause trouble?"

Just as the teachers were puzzled and didn't know how to handle this sudden situation, they heard a faint sound coming from Yu Xiaogang, who was lying on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang's voice was weak and intermittent, clearly indicating that he had suffered a severe injury.

"Cough cough, it's all a misunderstanding, help me up." Yu Xiaogang's voice was soft, but everyone present could hear it clearly. His words revealed an urgency, as if he wanted to clear up the misunderstanding as soon as possible.

Upon hearing this, a burly male teacher quickly stepped forward and carefully helped Yu Xiaogang up. His movements were gentle, as if he were afraid of injuring the injured master again.

Yu Xiaogang's head was covered in purple and blue bruises. He leaned his head weakly on the male teacher's shoulder, a sight that made people want to laugh.

At this moment, his bald head should have looked exceptionally bright in the sunlight, but now it was dull and lifeless due to bruises and swelling.

His signature cowardly face is now covered in scars, his nose seems crooked, and the dark red marks left by dried blood make his face look unusually distorted.

Yu Xiaogang's lips were swollen, and the gap in his missing front tooth made him look particularly pitiful as he sobbed weakly.

His clothes were now wrinkled and clung to his body, covered in dust and bloodstains, making him look utterly disheveled!

Yu Xiaogang, having stood up, tried his best to steady himself with the help of the male teacher.

He turned to look at Jack, his speech unclear, but his eyes revealed a firmness and expectation.

"Sir, please... please show me the proof." Although Yu Xiaogang's voice was weak, the sincerity in his tone was undeniable.

Jack stared at Yu Xiaogang's battered and mangled appearance, stunned for a moment. He was shocked by the sight and it took him a while to recover from his shock.

With trembling hands, he took out two certificates from his pocket and carefully handed them to Yu Xiaogang.

Jack's movements were tinged with hesitation, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions, including sympathy for Yu Xiaogang's plight and confusion about this inexplicable conflict.

Yu Xiaogang struggled to open his swollen eyes, which were almost too small to open, and carefully examined the evidence in his hand through his narrow vision.

A moment later, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had found a ray of hope in the darkness.

Then, a sly glint flashed in his eyes, and a knowing smile spread across his lips, like ripples on a spring pond.

However, on this face etched with the marks of time and scars, the smile appeared somewhat distorted, like a will-o'-the-wisp flickering in the night, sending chills down one's spine.

He nodded slightly, a movement that, though light, seemed to carry immense weight, as if affirming a predetermined ending.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if they could see into people's hearts, and as if he were looking towards a glorious future.

At this moment, his heart was churning with excitement.

The joy he felt was like a volcanic eruption, uncontrollable. He cried out in his heart with wild delight:

"It's safe! It's safe!"

"My master's honor points are secure!"

"I, Yu Xiaogang, am finally going to nurture two exceptionally talented geniuses!" His voice echoed in his heart, filled with pride and anticipation.

"Moreover, my name as a master will resound even more! Those who question me will be trampled under my feet!" His fist clenched tightly in the shadows, as if he could already feel the glory that was about to arrive.

"Becoming famous throughout the continent is just around the corner!!" His eyes gleamed with ambition and dreams, as if he could already see himself standing at the top of the continent, receiving the admiration of thousands.

That confidence and pride, like a blazing flame, illuminated his path forward!

"Alright, teachers, please take these two children to my office. I...I'll handle them, and I'll give you an explanation later."

However, although Yu Xiaogang's heart was in turmoil, his voice remained weak on the surface, but the authority and determination in his tone were unquestionable.

When the middle-aged female teacher saw that the master had said so, although she still had doubts and dissatisfaction in her heart, she knew that he was a friend of the dean and had an extraordinary status in the academy, so she could only grit her teeth and suppress her anger.

She glanced around at the wounded lying on the ground groaning, her brow furrowed, and then decisively issued the order:

"Call someone to take the injured to treatment, and evacuate the crowd. Bring them both over!" Her voice was firm and powerful, and several teachers and students immediately responded and began to get busy.

"Hey! Teacher, what will happen to the children? I'm worried!" Old Jack was extremely anxious when he heard that the master was going to take Tang San and Ren away for disposal. He hurriedly interrupted, his eyes filled with worry and fear.

He gripped his cane tightly, his body trembling involuntarily, as if he foresaw the predicament the children were about to face.

His voice held a hint of pleading, hoping the teachers would be lenient and not be too harsh on the two children.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang mustered his last bit of strength, and though his voice was weak, each word was firm and excited: "Don't worry, sir, there's no need to worry about them. This is a misunderstanding. I am a master, believe me." His words revealed an unquestionable authority, despite his extremely poor physical condition.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang's body suddenly went limp, his eyes closed, and he fainted. Clearly, his injuries were too severe, and his heart was in turmoil, so he could no longer hold on.

His body slowly collapsed like a mountain, but fortunately, the male teacher next to him caught him in time, preventing him from falling to the ground again.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged female teacher's expression changed, and she hurriedly ordered, "Quick! Heal the master first!! Settle the old man down first! As for these two children, take them to the master's office!!" Her voice was full of urgency, and at the same time, she couldn't help but think to herself that Yu Xiaogang, who was clearly a Great Soul Master, had been beaten so badly, which was a bit speechless.

After speaking, the female teacher glared fiercely at Tang San. Her eyes were as sharp as blades, clearly recalling that when she arrived, it was this boy who was tightly gripping Master Yu Xiaogang's clothes.

She had already made up her mind that it was most likely this kid who did it!

The other teachers shared similar sentiments with this female teacher; their anger and dissatisfaction were almost palpable.

They all agreed that the injury of so many guards must have been done by Tang San alone!

If the master hadn't said it was a misunderstanding, they might have punished Tang San on the spot!

A teacher, having regained his senses, couldn't help but warn Tang San in a low voice as he passed by, "Consider yourself lucky, kid, that you have Grandmaster protecting you! Otherwise, hehe." His tone carried a hint of sneer, and his eyes revealed his dissatisfaction and warning towards Tang San.

Tang San responded with an undisguised contemptuous smile. His eyes were firm, and a mocking smile played on his lips. Clearly, he did not think he had done anything wrong. His confidence and arrogance ignited a nameless anger in the hearts of the teachers present.

(End of this chapter)