Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 60 The Shock in Nottingham (Together)

Several dozen days have passed.

The hustle and bustle of Nottingham gradually subsided, but the astonishing chase between Blade and Tang Hao still left a deep impression on people's hearts.

The residents on the street talked about it with horrified expressions; the ferocity of that battle was beyond description!

Although the great battle took place in the forest outside the city!

However, the crimson light, which was in no way inferior to the pressure of a titled Douluo, not only illuminated the forest, but could also be observed in the city!

And the sound was naturally debatable; the explosions of several metal collisions could be heard in most parts of the city!

I never expected that these two people, one big and one small, would fight so fiercely!

Nottingham's gates were tightly shut and heavily guarded; after that battle, the entire city was gripped by a tense atmosphere.

The banner of the Heavenly Dou Empire fluttered atop the city walls, and the empire's envoys, with solemn expressions, entered this once tranquil town.

At the same time, the deacons of the Spirit Hall, dressed in black robes symbolizing power and exuding an unquestionable majesty, stepped into the land of Notting City.

The investigation is proceeding intensively.

However, the result was naturally nothing.

Tang Hao goes without saying. Although he escaped from the blade with his severed arm, he is still a Title Douluo. It's impossible for the Spirit Hall or the Empire to find out by sending some lowly soldiers.

Needless to say, no one in this world can find him on their own initiative; he is always the one who seeks out others, such as Tang San, who is still living in fear at Notting City Academy every day.

This chase undoubtedly caused a huge uproar in Nottingham, becoming the hottest topic of conversation in the city. From ordinary citizens to the elite, everyone was discussing this sudden battle.

For the officials of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Spirit Hall, this matter was of utmost importance.

After all, the power fluctuations that erupted in the forest not far from the city at that time directly alarmed the Spirit Hall!

They were eager to investigate the truth of the matter and wanted to know who dared to fight so fiercely in Nottingham, an imperial territory.

Official dignity and order must be maintained; acts of vandalism against streets and hotels are undoubtedly a challenge to imperial authority.

Therefore, they were determined to find the perpetrators, not only to punish them severely, but also to use this as a warning to others in order to maintain the dignity and order of the empire.

The official notices were posted on city gates and in public places, and their stern language demonstrated the seriousness with which they took the matter.

However, public opinion is quite different among the general public.

The discussion surrounding this chase was filled with surprise and curiosity, especially the fact that a mere six-year-old child could relentlessly pursue and attack a powerful, unknown Soul Master who was an adult. This was undoubtedly an explosive topic.

After all, they had noticed the frenzied bombing outside the city!

People were talking about it with great interest in pubs, markets, and even family gatherings.

"Have you heard? That six-year-old kid chased a seemingly very strong adult Soul Master all the way into the forest! I heard a lot of that forest was destroyed!"

A gruff voice rang out in the tavern, drawing the attention of everyone around.

"Yeah, I heard. That adult was chased like a stray dog, scared to death!" another voice chimed in, with a hint of exaggeration in its tone.

"However, the most crucial thing is that the adult's aura seems to be very powerful! When I saw him in the crowd, I felt a sense of oppression, as if I were facing a very powerful Soul Master."

An elderly man who looked quite knowledgeable squinted as he recalled the scene.

"Really? Is that doll a little monster? How can it be so strong at such a young age? Chasing after a Soul Master and beating him up, turning the forest upside down like that?" someone asked in surprise.

"I heard that kid is from our Nottingham City?" a young man interjected, his face full of pride and anticipation.

"Who knows? The world is full of wonders. Maybe a genius is about to emerge in our Notting City!" the old man said mysteriously, eliciting gasps of amazement from those around him.

Such discussions were taking place in every corner of Nottingham, with the six-year-old child and the adult being chased becoming a popular topic of conversation.

However, official investigations always seem to be a step behind, unable to keep up with public opinion.

"No! I heard that the adult who looked like a thief wasn't an ordinary Soul Master, but at least a Soul Grandmaster or higher! And he was beaten like this by a child!" A burly man slammed his fist on the table, his voice filled with disbelief.

"What?! I heard from a Soul Master who was there that when the thief revealed his aura, his legs went weak! There were even fewer Soul Masters present!"

Moreover, do you think a battle between Soul Sect members could cause such a huge upheaval?

"No one in the city heard that loud noise!" another tall, thin man retorted, his tone tinged with envy and awe.

"Most importantly, it alarmed the Spirit Hall and the Empire's high-ranking officials!"

"Oh? Is that so? That child is amazing! So young, yet so capable!" A middle-aged woman shook her head, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and amazement.

"Hehe! I heard from a rumor that the man wasn't a thief, but a damn pervert who was stalking a mother and daughter, trying to steal from them!"

The mother and daughter hid in a hotel, and the man, no longer pretending, was about to attack! It was that young man who saved them!

An elderly man who seemed to be well-informed said in a low voice, his tone revealing his approval of the young man.

"Hey! I heard about it too! This doesn't seem to be just a rumor, there's been an official announcement!" A student-looking man frowned, seemingly embarrassed by the previous misunderstanding.

"Huh? Then I must have been mistaken." The burly man who had called him a thief scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, a blush of embarrassment flashing across his face.

For over ten days, the people of Nottingham have been talking about this, finding it utterly unheard of! Teahouses, restaurants, markets, and even private dining tables are all buzzing with the story of this young hero.

After all, who didn't dream of being a hero when they were young? This story of rescuing a mother and daughter from a pervert is not only full of a sense of justice, but it is also a topic that is popular with the public and has a wide reach.

As time went by, the story became more legendary and exaggerated through word of mouth.

The blade has also been imbued with a certain mystique!

The boy's image was portrayed as even more heroic and fearless, and his deeds inspired every young person in Nottingham, filling them with hope and aspirations for the future.

The defeated, despicable man became the object of people's contempt and ridicule, and a synonym for moral depravity.

In this city, the light of justice and courage shines even brighter because of that young man's act of standing up.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside Dormitory 7 of Notting College was somewhat somber.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting dappled shadows on the two single beds side by side.

Xiao Wu, the deputy leader of the dormitory, was lying lazily on the spacious bed. Her hands were behind her head, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her face was full of frustration and confusion.

Since Blade went out to chase him away last time, he has disappeared as if he had vanished and has not appeared at Notting Academy since.

After Xiao Wu returned, she tried to find out about him, but she never got any clues.

She had secretly inquired with the teachers and students of the academy, and had also heard various rumors in the streets, but it was as if the blade had evaporated from this world, leaving no trace.

After returning, Xiao Wu learned a little about it and accidentally discovered that Ren's name came from when she called herself the deputy leader and wanted to inherit the leader's original wish—to beat up scoundrels!

When they beat him black and blue, he casually mentioned missing handsome guys. The little punk, seemingly trying to curry favor, asked if it was Blade.

Then she found out.

The first time Xiaowu heard his name, her heart raced and her cheeks flushed slightly. She felt as if she had been struck by some kind of magic, and the name echoed in her ears like the most beautiful melody.

This excited Xiao Wu so much that she fell in love and thought it was the most beautiful name in the world!

From then on, she always beat the little rascal with even more force!

Every punch and every kick was full of power, as if he wanted to engrave the name of Blade deep into his bones.

Xiao Wu had a strange thought: the harder she beat the scoundrel, the faster the blade would return.

Although this idea was illogical, she stubbornly believed it, and every move she made was filled with anticipation and longing.

Her heart was filled with loving emotions, a mixture of worry for Ren and longing for his return.

These past few days, she's been falling asleep while calling out Ren's name; it gives her a sense of security! After all, not just anyone can save her from a Title Douluo!

Moreover, because of this matter, she didn't care how many secrets Ren had, why he could go toe-to-toe with a Title Douluo at such a young age, or whether he had discovered that he was a 100,000-year-old soul beast!

She had only one thing on her mind: Blade! She would sacrifice herself for him!

Now that she knows Blade likes using swords, she's happy to be by his side like a scabbard!

The thought of the sword being sheathed made the rogue rabbit, who hadn't tasted meat in 100,000 years, feel excited, thrilled, and shy!

However, if Ren knew about this thought, he would be speechless that her love-obsessed mind was truly beyond belief. He wondered if she had only ever been love-obsessed for 100,000 years.

Blade simply wouldn't pay any attention to it!

However, if Tang Hao knew this, he would exclaim how incredibly envious he was! If he had known it was this easy, he would have simply had his son act out a hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress scene with him!

He reluctantly played the villain, and when his son came to the rescue, wasn't that a perfect opportunity to acquire a 100,000-year soul ring?!

His son could still play with the spirit beasts like him, and then make them sacrifice themselves. If anything remained, he could just hide it in a ravine.

Anyway, that's what Tang Hao did in the original story.

Doing this with my son is perfectly fine!

Soon, Xiao Wu's thoughts drifted, her cheeks gradually flushed, and her whole body seemed to heat up.

She quickly shook her head, not daring to think about that handsome blade anymore. She knew that if she continued like this, she might have some embarrassing reactions, and it would be too awkward to embarrass herself in the dormitory.

She gently bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the restlessness in her heart, then raised her head and warily scanned the corner of the dormitory.

There, the little scoundrel was "obediently" making a makeshift bed on the floor as she had asked, seemingly taking a rest.

Seeing that the little scoundrel had become more obedient.

She secretly cursed in her heart, her dissatisfaction with Tang San growing deeper and deeper.

She was increasingly convinced that something was wrong with this guy; hypocrisy seemed to be just one of the many scumbags he was!

As a 100,000-year-old soul beast, her intuition was exceptionally sharp. She could always detect a trace of repulsive emotion in Tang San's seemingly "harmless" eyes, such as lewdness, malice, selfishness, and so on.

These emotions disgusted her, and sometimes even made her feel nauseous.

Xiao Wu still remembered that this damned little rascal had somehow gone to other classes to steal some metal and books, and when he was caught, he shamelessly claimed that he had borrowed them for Dormitory 7.

It was later confirmed that he had stolen those things, and he even shifted the blame to everyone in Dormitory 7.

This incident led to the students in that class gathering together, determined to settle scores with the students from Dormitory 7 and vent their anger through a fight.

Xiao Wu vividly remembers this incident. She despises Tang San's behavior and is annoyed by his presence in the dormitory.

She knew that this seemingly honest guy was actually more cunning and dangerous than anyone else.

Xiao Wu acted decisively and directly. She first grabbed Tang San, this "little rascal," and then gave him a fierce beating.

Her fists rained down on Tang San like a storm, each strike filled with power and fury.

Tang San was beaten so badly that he had no chance to fight back. He could only cover his head and let Xiao Wu's fists fall on him.

After the fight, Xiao Wu unceremoniously threw Tang San in front of the group of students from that class, coldly declaring that she had handed the instigator over to them to deal with. This move cleverly avoided a large-scale dormitory brawl.

Although her approach was forceful, it was very effective, instantly silencing the students who had initially been aggressive.

Xiao Wu kept this kind of troublemaker in Dormitory 7 instead of letting him sleep on the streets, purely because she needed to keep an eye on him and keep track of his movements!

If Ren comes back and she can't quickly find that scoundrel and beat him up herself, she'll feel incredibly guilty!

Moreover, the more she looked at this hypocritical guy, the more she missed Blade!

Xiao Wu's gaze would occasionally fall on Tang San, her scrutinizing eyes filled with vigilance and distrust.

Whenever she saw Tang San's hypocritical face, she missed Ren even more.

Blade's straightforwardness and strength left a deep impression on her, while Tang San's actions made her feel even more disgusted.

In Xiao Wu's heart, the image of the blade was like an indelible light. The more she compared them, the more Tang San's darkness and despicableness appeared.

Her longing surged like a tidal wave as she awaited Blade's return, hoping he would reappear before her, bringing her that long-lost sense of security and warmth, now idealized.

Tang San could only become a symbol of her ever-increasing rage and disgust.

Moreover! Just a few days ago, that wealthy woman came to the academy to visit her, hoping to learn more about that handsome young man through her. Since Xiao Wu didn't know anything about Ren's specific situation, the wealthy woman naturally didn't get any information either.

After chatting for a while, the lady told her something interesting: someone had thrown a large pile of gold soul coins into the lobby of that ten-star hotel last time, but they couldn't find out who it was.

When Xiao Wu heard this, she immediately understood that it must have been Ren who did it!

She was just trying to fight evil and promote good! It was all caused by that Title Douluo who was stalking her! She even paid out of her own pocket to compensate the hotel for its losses.

Later, I found out that not only did Ren leave money for the hotel, but ordinary people in the surrounding area who were affected also found gold soul coins in their homes!

This is all because of that damned Title Douluo who caused chaos and destruction everywhere he went while he was on his escape!

As far as she knew, Ren didn't make a move inside the city; he only attacked after chasing her outside the city!

This is why, as time went on, the official attention to that chase gradually cooled down. The reason is simple: the investigation was too difficult, and the public's hearts did not seem to be on the side of the authorities.

Those eyewitnesses who witnessed the incident chose to remain silent in the face of official investigators.

They either gave vague answers or pretended to be stupid; no one wanted to put that boy in the spotlight.

Even those who knew about it, those who had witnessed it, when questioned by the authorities and learned that the authorities actually intended to hold the boy accountable, immediately shut up and tried to cover it up.

Finally, more people, including Xiao Wu herself, went up to clarify that it was indeed a pervert who was stalking them, and the wealthy woman testified that the boy was only trying to save them!

Now, Xiao Wu firmly believes that the blade is the best!

And that little scoundrel, well, that's it!

He even dared to say in front of her that Ren was a madman!

This really touched a nerve!

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu was furious. She had already taught him a lesson because of this incident.

She felt angry every time she thought about it. She couldn't stand seeing that "little bastard" sleeping so soundly! That anger instantly turned into action.

She immediately roared in fury! She leaped into the air, her figure as swift as a cheetah, heading straight for the sleeping boy.

"You little brat, get up!" Xiao Wu's voice was full of anger.

She lifted her foot high, bringing a gust of wind with her, and aimed straight at the man's chest.

Her movements were swift and powerful, as if she wanted to vent all her anger through that kick.

"Eat my leg!"

With Xiao Wu's furious shout, her toe struck Tang San, who was still fast asleep, with lightning speed!

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(End of this chapter)