Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 61 The Master: No crooked ones, only straight ones will do! (Together)

Another ten days or so passed, and time flowed quietly like water. Although there was still a musty smell in Yu Xiaogang's office, it was unusually quiet.

Sunlight filtered through the half-open curtains, dappling the cluttered desk. The interplay of light and shadow spoke of the tranquility of these days without Ren.

After so many days of rest and recovery, Ren never bothered Tang San and Yu Xiaogang again.

Yu Xiaogang, who had been beaten so badly that his leg was crippled, was like a phoenix rising from the ashes during this period!

Aside from her eyes still being noticeably swollen, like overripe peaches, and her teeth never fully recovering, she always speaks with a lisp, but outwardly there are no visible changes.

Moreover, it was during these past few days that Yu Xiaogang, having been recuperating, had no time to deal with that self-important little rascal.

When he recovered, he heard that Tang San had caused a lot of trouble, and he couldn't help but feel angry. He scolded Tang San for being so useless!

"Look at you! My body finally recovered, and you've gotten yourself into this state?!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in Yu Xiaogang's office was unusually tense.

Yu Xiaogang stared intently at Tang San, whose face was bruised and swollen, and who was clutching his groin, feigning grievance. His eyes revealed disappointment and anger.

His lisping, comical voice carried a hint of anger as he questioned him, clearly bewildered.

Tang San stood in front of the desk, head bowed, his face bruised and battered, like a pig's head that had been mercilessly mutilated. His lips trembled slightly, and his eyes flickered.

Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes flashed with barely concealed irritation. These past few days, his mood had been as if it had been battered by a storm, leaving him no peace.

For some reason, Xiao Wu started attacking him more and more frequently, and the force of her attacks was beyond imagination! Each impact made him question his existence; what kind of power was hidden within that petite body?

!

Strangely enough, whenever the thought crossed his mind that this beautiful young woman might also be courting death, some inexplicable thought would always disrupt his train of thought.

It was as if he was being told silently that the girl in front of him had great value to him!

Do not resist now!!

The voice echoed in his ears, like an invisible force that made him suppress the urge to resist.

Tang San gritted his teeth. His physique far surpassed that of ordinary people, which was his pride and joy.

Even though the pretty girl kept using violence against him, in the end, a girl is still a girl, and her strength was not even on the same level as the fierce blade from before!

He thought to himself that it was all just a show.

He only needs to put on a show, pretending to be in great pain, and he can easily handle it.

After all, for him, such force was nothing more than a tickle.

A sly glint flashed in his eyes. Since he had chosen to trust his strong intuition, he would reassess his case once he had the ability to find out exactly what this troublesome young beauty could offer him.

Just consider it a trick played by a crazy woman! I'll kill her when I get the chance later!

Tang San had already begun to plan. If his intuition was right and Xiao Wu could bring him extraordinary opportunities, then he would let her make the most of her abilities first, and then settle accounts later after he had taken everything he needed.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth, as if he could already see the victory to come.

But if it's not true, then his intuition is wrong! It's all just an illusion, so he can just consider himself fooled by a crazy woman!

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he secretly vowed that if that day came, he would show no mercy and, if necessary, find a suitable opportunity to kill her to vent his hatred.

Tang San's heart was already filled with these complex emotions. He knew he couldn't be impatient; he needed to bide his time and wait for the right opportunity!

"Teacher, it's nothing. I just sparred with some older students and accidentally got this messed up." Tang San's voice carried a hint of feigned ease. Although the marks of the fight were still visible on his face, his eyes revealed a touch of smugness.

Tang San knew that Yu Xiaogang was asking about his theft last time, but he cleverly avoided this sensitive topic and instead brought up the fight.

He feigned remorse, lowering his head slightly as if he genuinely regretted his impulsiveness.

Although he was beaten black and blue by Xiao Wu last time and even thrown into the territory of another senior student, he still considers himself a person of destiny!

Xiao Wu's attack was largely due to his intuition; he deliberately let her vent her frustration. On that particular occasion, he single-handedly fought a group of older students, and although the battle was intense, he didn't truly fall into a disadvantageous position.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Tang San's lips. He thought to himself, "Speaking of which, my teacher should be proud of me. After all, to remain undefeated under such circumstances, and even manage to gain some advantage, is enough to prove his strength and wisdom."

"Teacher, you know I'm not the kind of person who gives up easily."

Tang San raised his head, looking firmly at Yu Xiaogang, trying to find approval in his teacher's eyes.

"Although I acted impulsively this time, I've learned a lot from it. Next time, I'll be more careful and won't worry you."

His words were full of smugness!

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang sighed softly. He naturally wouldn't really blame Tang San, after all, he knew that this disciple's talent was incredible!

But as a teacher who considers himself a master, and as the only teacher of the genius Tang San, he naturally needs to maintain a certain level of authority and the demeanor of an educator to enjoy that sense of superiority!

So, with a hint of reproach in his tone, yet full of loving care, he earnestly instructed:

"Hey, Xiao San, why are you doing this? I wasn't talking about your sparring match, but something else entirely." Yu Xiaogang's eyes showed a hint of disappointment. He shook his head and continued...

"At your age, you should be building a foundation. Your courses haven't even started in-depth learning yet. What are you doing stealing books from the older students? Do you think you've already mastered everything we're taught this year?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the overflowing bookshelves in his office, filled with books he had collected over the years, covering knowledge from various fields.

Yu Xiaogang's tone carried a hint of pride and bewilderment: "Besides, even if you want books, isn't my collection rich enough? It covers almost any kind of knowledge you need, and it's far superior to what the academy offers! Why would you risk your life?"

Yu Xiaogang's words revealed his concern about Tang San's behavior and his expectations for him.

He hoped Tang San would understand that composure and patience are indispensable qualities for a scholar. He walked to Tang San's side, gently patted his shoulder, his eyes full of expectation and encouragement:

"Mistress, remember this: the power of knowledge lies not only in acquiring it, but also in how you apply it. I hope you can be more cautious and not rush things, understand?"

"Also, listen to your teacher; it will do you good!"

Tang San was speechless upon hearing this from Yu Xiaogang, thinking to himself, "Yu Xiaogang, do you think I don't want to?!"

Ever since Tang San became this guy's disciple, Yu Xiaogang's treatment seems to have undergone a dramatic change.

For some reason, he became a key target of the school's protection. Not only could they not see him, but even his office became a forbidden area, patrolled by high-level soul masters every day, as if guarding a rare animal.

This left Tang San with no chance to sneak in, steal things, and then study on his own!

One day, Tang San was suddenly summoned for questioning as Gangzi's disciple, an experience that left a deep impression on him.

He then learned that Yu Xiaogang had been unconscious in the office for a long time, and that the office reeked of urine and was in a rather messy state.

The teachers who were asking questions all looked serious. They inexplicably asked Tang San if he had seen anyone attack the Grandmaster.

Upon hearing this, Tang San's mind immediately cleared, and he instantly thought of Ren. A surge of excitement made his heart race; Yu Xiaogang must have been knocked unconscious by Ren!

Tang San unhesitatingly shifted all the blame onto Ren, his words full of implication and certainty, constantly emphasizing that Ren was the most likely perpetrator.

He even secretly prayed that Ren would be expelled from school, so that not only would he have one less person to compete with, but he could also vent his anger!

The questioning didn't cause any stir, but afterwards, Blade never appeared again!

He happily assumed that the college had definitely expelled him.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I really want to become stronger, and I'd like to get your guidance!"

"I just heard that you suddenly fell into a coma for some unknown reason, and then you were hospitalized for more than ten days."

"These past few days, I've been worried about your health every day."

"Could you tell me why? I'd like to share some of the burden with you!"

Tang San's voice carried a hint of sincerity, and his eyes revealed his concern for Yu Xiaogang, even though deep down he was somewhat dismissive of the master's fragility.

Tang San thought to himself, "It's really absurd that Yu Xiaogang could be unconscious in bed for ten or twenty days after being hit by a blade!"

He couldn't help but have some doubts about Yu Xiaogang's physique. However, since he had already decided to take this seemingly powerful Gangzi as his master, who could see through his twin martial souls at a glance, he still chose a respectful attitude, his tone full of reverence.

However, despite this outward appearance, Tang San couldn't help but continue to complain endlessly in his mind.

It's not his fault for stealing! After all, as Yu Xiaogang's student, Tang San initially thought he could immediately gain some valuable guidance and resources.

As a result, Yu Xiaogang's coma dashed all his hopes.

Tang San was the kind of person who couldn't wait even a minute. In addition, Yu Xiaogang's status in the academy seemed to be nominal. Other teachers didn't treat him well because he was Gangzi's student. He wanted to study on his own, but he encountered setbacks everywhere!

Enraged and speechless, Tang San decided to stop waiting and went straight to his old profession—stealing!

He thought to himself, "If they won't give it to me, I'll just take it! Becoming stronger is the most important thing for me. Whoever stands in my way, Tang San, is doomed to die!"

A resolute look flashed across Tang San's face. He had made up his mind that no matter what means he had to use, he would become stronger.

Upon hearing Tang San's words, Yu Xiaogang coughed, his voice trembling slightly.

Just thinking about that incident made Yu Xiaogang's body tremble involuntarily. His face turned pale instantly, and his lips trembled slightly, as if that memory was an unspeakable terror for him.

The time he was in a coma felt like a nightmare from which he could never wake up.

In that dark dream, a sinister and terrifying voice always echoed in his ears, like the whisper of a demon, making him shudder.

Every time that figure appeared in his dreams, Yu Xiaogang could not see the other person's true face, but could only feel a ghostly, lingering aura.

The scene in his dream was so terrifying; endless crimson filled his vision, as if the whole world had been stained red with blood.

He was always drenched in cold sweat, his heart pounding as if it might leap out of his chest at any moment. That fear made him feel as if he had struggled back from the brink of death every time he woke up from a dream.

What tormented him most was that every time he felt he was about to break free from the dream and regain consciousness, that mysterious and terrifying figure would appear, accompanied by bursts of demonic, manic, and terrifying laughter! shattering his regaining consciousness once again.

The feeling was like being forcefully pushed back into the abyss of hell, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't escape.

This torment continued until just a few days ago, when Yu Xiao finally woke up from that terrifying dream.

His eyes revealed a sense of relief at surviving a disaster, but the fear was still deeply etched in his memory. Whenever the night was quiet, that voice and that crimson color would appear in his mind like a ghost, making him restless.

Later, when faced with the teachers' concerned inquiries, Yu Xiaogang tried hard to recall, but his mind was a complete blank. He could no longer remember the identity of the person who attacked him or how he had lost consciousness.

His expression was somewhat bewildered, and his eyes revealed confusion and fear about losing his memory.

After a series of detailed analyses and examinations, the doctor told him that he might have forgotten some things because his brain had been subjected to some kind of intense stimulation.

In his memory, only the part about Tang San becoming his disciple remained clear as ever.

As for the student named Blade, initially, a teacher even asked him if he knew Blade's whereabouts.

But Yu Xiaogang, who had just regained consciousness, was in a state of confusion. Although he felt his whole body tremble involuntarily whenever he heard the name "Ren", he really couldn't remember it.

His memory was as if a piece had been forcibly cut away, leaving an unfillable void.

Ultimately, the college did not investigate the matter further.

If it weren't for his good relationship with the dean and the rumors that he had some powerful connections, no one would have bothered with this freeloading master.

The other students in the college were just going through the motions, showing concern on the surface, but not really paying much attention.

As for Ren, the academy did not expel him as Tang San imagined. In fact, the academy's teachers never found any trace of Ren afterward, so how could they have expelled him?

It simply disappeared!

And naturally, no one cared about his disappearance.

After all, only Yu Xiaogang initially cared about the whereabouts of these two people, but he has already forgotten all about it. So who would actually help search for them? They're just bored!

Blade's name and existence vanished silently from people's memories, like dust blown away by the wind.

"Ahem, I can't remember some things or some people when I woke up. I guess I have amnesia, but it won't have a big impact."

"And I suspect that he was so engrossed in studying my great theory that his body couldn't keep up and his brain capacity was running out, which has made you worry."

Yu Xiaogang coughed, seemingly unwilling to recall that lost memory, and slowly and solemnly gave his explanation!

His eyes sparkled with a passion for scholarship, a dedication to theory, and a mysterious confidence—the pride and conviction a scholar has for his research findings.

"However, Xiao San, don't worry. You are my only apprentice. It's only been a little over ten days. With my specialized theoretical guidance, rest assured, your progress will only be faster, not slower! There's absolutely no need for you to learn those outdated theoretical knowledge from the academy; that will only lead you astray."

"After all, once it's bent, it's very difficult to straighten it again!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San was initially puzzled. He hadn't fainted because of the blade?

Wait a minute! Tang San realized something!

He lost his memory. He must have been scared out of his wits by the beating from the blade. Gangzi is really something else. I've heard of people being scared silly, but this is the first time I've ever heard of someone losing their memory from being scared!

However, Tang San didn't care about any of that; this was a good thing for him!

Yu Xiaogang seemed to have completely forgotten about the blade because he was in a coma.

He was worried that even if he said all the bad things about Ren, even if Ren was expelled from school, Yu Xiaogang would still be shameless enough to pull him back because of Ren's talent, even if he was beaten unconscious.

Now it seems that losing his memory altogether is the best outcome. Tang San was secretly delighted; he could now focus his attention on his cultivation without worrying about the threat from the blade.

His heart instantly raced with excitement, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, especially knowing that he was going to have a special discussion with his tutor.

He thought to himself, "This Yu Xiaogang is indeed no ordinary person; he's got some skills."

His cultivation path was finally about to begin to grow rapidly! He seemed to have already seen his future achievements, and the anticipation made him almost unable to contain his joy.

So now! He has to train his anus to be his own shape!!

After all, anything that can make him stronger is essential! Therefore, a training plan tailored specifically for him is indispensable!

Moreover, Tang San should also thoroughly investigate all of his brilliant theories!

He believed that by following the path that Anal had opened for him, his future would be bright, and he would become an unparalleled powerhouse!

(End of this chapter)