Douluo Continent: Narration Modified, Everyone Goes Crazy!

Chapter 81 The Continental Youth Soul Master Competition: Master Yu Wants an Official Position!

"Tang San, you unfilial son!"

With a cold snort, Tang Hao, dressed in a black cloak, kicked open the door. The sudden turn of events brought Tang San and Master Yu's argument to a halt.

Tang San was overjoyed to see that the person who came was his father. Ever since Tang Hao disappeared after standing up for him and causing a scene at the Yoga Conference, he had been worried about his father. Now that Tang Hao had returned, he felt much more confident.

Having a living Title Douluo as a father is enough for him to act with impunity in Heaven Dou City.

"Father, Father! I have great news for you! I've recognized Dean Shen He as my father!"

Still under the influence of the narration system, Tang San was completely oblivious to Tang Hao's increasingly gloomy expression. Instead, he excitedly told his father the good news.

With a titled Douluo father returning and the dean of Douluo Academy becoming his father, Tang San thought that life couldn't be better.

"You like having other people act as your father, huh? I bet we didn't discipline you enough when you were little, and now you're itching for a beating!"

Tang Hao ignored the fact that Master Yu was still there, grabbed Tang San with his big hand, and placed him head down on his thigh, his right hand holding the Clear Sky Hammer, his martial soul.

"Dad! What are you doing! I found you a good brother, why are you doing this?"

Seeing that Tang Hao had subdued him in the blink of an eye, and that he was about to beat Tang San's butt with the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San swallowed nervously, trying to dissuade his father from the idea.

"Good buddy?"

"Does he like having other people act as his father?"

"You think you've got no shame as a Title Douluo?! I couldn't even protect my own son from having him recognize someone else as his father, how could I not feel ashamed if word got out?"

As Tang Hao cursed each word angrily, he controlled the force of his Clear Sky Hammer and swung it repeatedly at Tang San's buttocks, causing him to scream in agony.

"ah!!!"

"Father, I was wrong! I was out of my mind just now! Please stop hitting me!"

With each slap on the buttocks, Tang San suddenly recovered from the system's influence and begged his father for mercy.

"Stop hitting me! My buttocks are going to split open! My buttocks are made of flesh, not iron, Father!"

"I'll never do that again, and I'll never acknowledge anyone else as my father again!"

"What! You're still thinking about the future!"

Enraged, Tang Hao ignored Tang San's pleas for mercy and continued to make intimate contact with Tang San's buttocks using his hammer.

"Stop hitting! My master is watching!"

Yu Da Shi, who had been watching Tang Hao storm in and beat Tang San, didn't dare to utter a sound, afraid that if he made a sound, Tang Hao would notice and settle scores with him for stealing Tang San's skills and for leading Tang San to deceive people.

Moreover, Master Yu was quite happy to see Tang San, that bastard disciple, get beaten up, since the other party had just been arguing and cursing with him, threatening to sever ties.

"Hmph! Now that you're getting beaten up, you think of your master? I also support Your Majesty in beating him up!"

Master Yu didn't care about Tang San's pleading look and immediately told Tang Hao to give him a good beating, and that he wouldn't interfere.

"Who do you think you are? It's none of your business how I discipline my son!"

Tang Hao had no intention of giving Master Yu any face; if he had his hands free, he would have beaten them both up.

"Get the hell out of here!"

Upon hearing Tang Hao's roar, Master Yu immediately scrambled away from the scene, fearing that Tang Hao might also beat him up. He knew that Hao Tian Hammer would hold back when beating his own son, but if he beat him up without stopping, his anus would probably explode.

He's just a Title Douluo! Don't act like he's not my dad!

While secretly grumbling to himself, Master Yu was also somewhat dissatisfied with his father. At least Tang San's father would come to see him and think about saving him if something happened, but his own father didn't care about him at all.

"But if I really acknowledge Dean Shen He as my godfather and latch onto his coattails, will my life become much easier from now on?"

Master Yu, who hadn't forgotten that he and Tang San still had to work for Shen He, also began to think.

"Why don't we go see Dean Shen He now and see if we can find something easy to do so we can regain our freedom sooner?"

Even Master Yu has his pride. He felt uncomfortable being pointed at and talked about by students at Douluo Academy every day, especially since those students wouldn't listen to his nonsense and treated him like a clown.

Moreover, if he could obtain an official position among the students, he could earn the respect of those students who usually mocked him, saving him from having to walk around the academy with his face covered every day.

Thinking this, Master Yu quickly walked towards Dean Shen He's office.

In the dean's office, Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, sat opposite Shen He, skillfully and elegantly brewing tea and discussing the future development direction of Douluo Academy with Shen He.

"Dean Shen He, the development of Douluo Academy under your leadership is quite remarkable. The junior college system is quite advanced among all the soul master academies on the continent. I heard that the Spirit Hall seems to be considering imitating it."

Hearing Qian Renxue's pointed words, Shen He took a sip of tea, shrugged, and said slowly.

"So what if they imitate me? I've always been imitated, but never surpassed. The Spirit Hall's responsiveness and system are actually quite good. If I weren't the dean of Douluo Academy, I would want to join the Spirit Hall myself."

"Dean Shen, you must be joking."

"No way, I've always admired the Spirit Hall. At least its ideals are much better than those of the nobility."

"Ahem, why are we talking about this? Dean Shen He, why don't you think about what to do about the annual tournament? I remember the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is coming up soon. Dean Shen He, do you have any plans?"

"Really? Cough cough, I haven't been paying much attention, but with the strength of our Douluo Academy, we've probably won this competition."

"Is Dean Shen He really that confident?"

"Of course. Since the merger, our Douluo Academy has recruited many more talented Soul Masters. With our previous foundation, it's easy to put together one main team and two secondary teams. I don't think any other advanced Soul Master academy's teams can compare to our academy's Soul Masters."

Shen He answered Qian Renxue's question without hesitation. It was hilarious. Shrek Academy was a sure win to begin with. Now that it had upgraded and evolved into Douluo Academy, how could such a strong team composed of so many talented soul masters lose?

"I remember the rule was that the participating academies had to be 25 years old or younger, and that each academy had at least seven participants."

"That's right. Why did Dean Shen bring this up? Is there perhaps a loophole in the rules?"

Seeing that Qian Renxue was somewhat puzzled, Shen He put down his teacup and pointed to himself.

(End of this chapter)