Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 45 Gangzi, as Always, Loves to Escape

A six-year-old child? Just awakened his martial soul? A useless martial soul? Several red spirit rings only worth 100,000 years in legend? An oppressive aura no less than that of a Title Douluo?!

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were glazed over, and his body trembled and stiffened at times, as if he were shrouded in an invisible fear.

He was filled with shock and confusion; the combination of these phenomena made it impossible for him to believe his eyes.

Those questions kept echoing in his mind, and he even began to doubt himself and all his theories.

He consulted countless materials, pondered countless times, and fabricated countless theories, but he never imagined that these phenomena would one day appear before his eyes simultaneously.

His beliefs seemed to be crumbling at this moment; his proud theories appeared so pale and powerless in the face of reality. His heart was filled with doubt and wavering, all of which seemed unbelievable to him.

No, that's impossible! He firmly believed that his theory was the most powerful and accurate in the world.

This must all be an illusion! The blade must have used some kind of bewitching soul skill to create this illusion for him.

Yu Xiaogang kept telling himself that it was all fake! He couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't accept this fact.

His heart was filled with struggle and fear; he was unwilling to admit his failure, unwilling to admit that he was wrong.

Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted sharply, and the blood-red blade magnified in his vision, as if it were about to pierce through his eyes.

The murderous intent, like icy seawater, crashed against his mental defenses wave after wave.

His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his lips trembled slightly, unable to hide his inner fear.

At this critical moment, countless images flashed through Yu Xiaogang's mind: Bibi Dong's cold beauty, Liu Erlong's wildness, the expectations of his family... He had been running away, running away from reality, running away from responsibility.

At this moment, unsurprisingly, he, who had long been accustomed to hiding, naturally wanted to avoid this fact as well!

boom!

Suddenly, with a bang, Yu Xiaogang's eyes rolled back and he fainted!

His body landed heavily on the swivel chair, his bulky frame bounced once on the chair, and then slid to the ground.

The moment he fell to the ground, his body convulsed uncontrollably, as if resisting the boundless fear.

The atmosphere inside the room grew increasingly oppressive, and suddenly a nauseating stench filled the air, causing people to frown.

The owner of the blood-red blade, Blade, was surprised by what he saw.

Ren frowned, truly not expecting that this would actually frighten Yu Xiaogang so much that he fainted and then wet himself.

Suddenly, the system's crisp, mechanical notification sound broke the silence in the room.

[Ding! Target Yu Xiaogang's physiological reaction has been detected as severe, with his fear level exceeding the limit. Role-playing progress increased by 0.8%!]

[Current role-playing progress: 22.92%!!]

As the notification sound faded, Blade's eyes flickered slightly, and he tapped his fingers lightly on the hilt of his sword, seemingly satisfied with the unexpected increase in progress.

He slowly cradled the fragmented sword in his arms, his movements elegant and practiced, as if the killing intent he had just felt was merely an illusion.

Blade's gaze finally landed on Yu Xiaogang's wretched body curled up on the ground, a disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

A hint of madness flickered in his eyes, as if he felt immense satisfaction at Yu Xiaogang's breakdown.

He snorted and turned around, his clothes fluttering as he moved, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

This place had been tainted by Yu Xiaogang's fear and humiliation, and the stench of urine in the air made Ren frown.

He didn't need to stay a second longer; his goal had been achieved, and it was time to leave this disgusting place.

He now has a more important task: to find the target who just left and play the role of Blade. Naturally, he must make those who owed him money pay back one by one, according to the system's mission!

Although Tang San's progress in each role-playing session is not increasing much, as he thought, even a small mosquito is still meat, and each accumulation is a step towards the ultimate goal.

Ren's steps were firm and powerful, and his figure quickly disappeared outside the door, leaving Yu Xiaogang alone to slowly wake up in the filth.

In another corner of the college,

Sunlight, like scattered gold dust, filtered through the lush treetops, casting dappled patterns on the hall where student registration was held.

Tang San stood alone amidst the interplay of light and shadow, his figure appearing particularly lonely in the bustling crowd, yet his heart was far from at peace.

He had just listened silently to the mockery of his teacher by several teachers in the hall, and those sharp words still seemed to echo in his ears.

Tang San's lips curled into a cold smile, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, his disdain for these ignorant people was palpable.

He cursed silently in his heart. How dare these people speak disrespectfully to his respected teacher? They were simply courting death!

However, he had no intention of standing up to defend his teacher. Instead, he was brewing a more cunning plan: how to cleverly use the current situation to plunge that madman named Blade into an abyss of no return.

He imagined that after he finished explaining the disadvantages of the blade, Yu Xiaogang would definitely hate him!

After his teacher sent Blade away, he didn't plan to tell Blade about the accommodation route, leaving this newcomer madman to lose his way in the vast campus.

Tang San had a deep understanding of Ren and knew that this hot-tempered madman was bound to cause trouble as he ran around the school.

By then, even if some damned teacher sees his talent and wants to protect him, they will be helpless because of Blade's lawlessness, and dropping out of school will be his only fate.

"What's so great about someone who can beat me before I've even started formal training!" Tang San thought to himself. This world is full of powerful people; there will always be someone that Ren can't handle. He only needs to sit back and watch the tigers fight, then use someone else to kill him, and he can eliminate Ren without lifting a finger.

Tang San sneered inwardly. Moreover, if Ren, this country bumpkin with no background and a hotheaded madman, were to be expelled from school by sheer luck, his personality would anger those powerful and wealthy children, and endless torment would await him.

He secretly rejoiced, for there were countless strong people in this world, how could Blade always be the invincible one?

The more he thought about it, the more flawless his plan seemed, and he couldn't help but feel proud of his wit and shrewdness.

This wisdom of leveraging external forces is a unique advantage he possesses as a time traveler. How could that native with only talent possibly understand this level of strategy?

Tang San was secretly delighted. He felt like a master chess player, precisely controlling the situation with every move and guiding events in the direction he envisioned.

After successfully completing the apprenticeship ceremony, he became even more convinced that everything was under his control, and he only needed to wait quietly to watch how Blade unknowingly walked into the trap he had carefully designed.

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(End of this chapter)