Douluo Continent Chat Group: Building My Academy

The petrifying light, like sunlight, shone through the dense forest, instantly turning the three who had been so confident of victory into astonishment, and then petrifying them on the spot.

Ma Shan was also stunned. He turned his head and saw a green-haired young man walking over with casual steps.

With a flick of his wrist, three brightly colored venomous snakes suddenly appeared, clinging to the necks of the men, biting and injecting venom.

Foam welled up from the mouths of those men, their consciousness fading away along with the decay of their internal organs.

Sizzle~

The three bodies turned into a pool of foul-smelling liquid, which then quickly sank into the soil as if they had never existed.

"Thank you for your help, senior."

Even without revealing his spirit rings, Ma Shan immediately recognized him from his appearance and aura as the legendary Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

Because snakes and birds don't get along, the Ma family and the Dugu family have never had any dealings. Ma Shan also doesn't know what this eccentric old poisoner is planning to do.

Dugu Bo glanced at Ma Shan, somewhat disappointed. This was the legendary Phoenix Martial Soul? As expected, it's nothing special unless you're a Title Douluo.

Step aside, and soon, Grandma Ye's figure appeared in front of Ma Shan.

"Senior Ye, what are you doing here!"

This Ma Shan is very familiar with; the three clans used to visit each other frequently.

So it was because of Senior Ye that this Poison Douluo came to help him!?

"By chance, His Majesty Poison Douluo wanted to see the legendary Phoenix Martial Soul."

Grandma Ye spoke with utmost seriousness, and Ma Shan quickly grasped the meaning, bowing respectfully to Dugu Bo.

"I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself in front of you, senior. My talent is not as good as my brothers', and I'm only a Soul Douluo at this point."

"Um."

Dugu Bo nodded indifferently, his move was merely a matter of chance.

He didn't recognize any of those three guys, which meant they were insignificant in the Spirit Hall. However, he could lend them a hand for the sake of the Nine Heart Begonia.

"Let's part ways here, since we're just nodding acquaintances." Dugu Bo waved his hand and left.

Ma Shan also respectfully saw them off, and then exchanged a glance with Grandma Ye, who was also preparing to leave, feeling a mix of emotions.

He was really lucky today, not only did he meet an old acquaintance, but he also received help from Poison Douluo.

I really don't know if we'll ever see each other again.

Thinking this, Ma Shan shook his head with a wry smile. It's not that simple. Let it be.

Composing himself, Ma Shan prepared to continue his journey. He'd come all this way; he couldn't just leave now.

……

After a while.

"Kid, don't push your luck!"

Dugu Bo looked at Ma Shan coldly, his disappointment mixed with murderous intent.

Just because I helped him once, do you think you can cling to him like a leech?

"No, no, senior." Ma Shan waved his hands repeatedly, knowing the difference between a Title Douluo and a Soul Master beyond Title Douluo.

"It's just on my way. I'm simply going to visit an old friend who lives in Soto."

Soto?

Dugu Bo's furrowed brows relaxed, and he stared intently at Ma Shan, pressing for an answer: "Then what's your old friend's name?"

"Um..." Ma Shan hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth.

"His name is Flander, and he's quite well-known in the Soul Master world."

Flanders...

Dugu Bo was speechless. This kid actually managed to get into a third-tier sect. What was this? Was he going to recreate the glory of the third-tier sect in his academy?

"In that case, you may come along."

Dugu Bo ultimately chose to stick to the old ways, which is quite interesting, isn't it?

However, he would first talk to that kid Feng about it. He has family there, and if the Spirit Hall chooses to attack, he would be the first to lead his people away.

……

"What an unexpected combination! Old... Senior Dugu, Old Ma, and... Senior Ye?"

Flander, who rushed over upon hearing the news, looked at the peculiar combination before him and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

So that's how it is. Old Dugu said he would bring Nine Heart Begonia with him? That's quite an odd combination, but it's also just right.

Children's physical training needs the support of qualified logistical personnel.

In front of others, Dugu Bo nodded slightly with an air of arrogance, but now that he was in front of his granddaughter, he had to put on the airs of a titled Douluo grandfather.

Dugu Yan looked Flander up and down, and a wave of doubt washed over her. Was this the teacher her grandfather had mentioned who was qualified to educate her?

Doesn't look...

Flander glanced at Dugu Yan, smiled slightly, his martial soul was not activated, but the oppressive feeling belonging to the Wind Eagle had already arrived.

!

Dugu Yan felt a chill run down her spine; the fear stemming from her biological instincts sent a shiver down her spine, and a fine sheen of cold sweat trickled down her back.

Wow, what a terrifying aura... This uncle is no ordinary person!

A light shone in Dugu Yan's eyes. Her grandfather hadn't lied to her; this teacher was very strong!

"Flander, your presence..."

Ma Shan squinted at Flander, and for some reason, he felt a sense of fear, or more accurately, a sense of submission.

That old fellow has indeed managed to seize quite a few opportunities over the years.

Grandma Ye smiled and looked at Flander. She couldn't see through his bottom line, but she was even more satisfied inside.

It's only with young people like this that it's worth staying.

"Gentlemen, please come with me. My school is still small, but it has all the necessary facilities and is sufficient to teach a few children."

Flander extended an invitation and led the group into the school. To Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, who had experienced the Heavenly Dou Academy, the school was really small.

Their interest waned as a result, but they were immediately drawn to the children on the other side.

Dugu Bo glanced at it and immediately became thoughtful. Was that peculiar movement and the way it exerted force some kind of martial art? No, it was a self-created soul skill.

Watching Qin Ming demonstrate his forward thrust, Dugu Bo keenly sensed that this speed was at least 50% faster than that of a Soul Master under similar circumstances.

"Flander, that's..."

Ma Shan asked the question, seemingly carefree but actually quite shrewd, knowing that this was a bait thrown out by Flander.

"Oh, that's my eldest disciple, Qin Ming, who is also the teacher here now. He's teaching the children six martial arts techniques. With training, almost every Soul Master can master them, provided they break through their limits."

As he spoke, Flander gave a wink to the other side, and Qin Ming instantly understood. He prepared himself and suddenly unleashed a burst of power from the soles of his feet.

Moonwalk.

As Qin Ming took to the air, Dugu Bo, Grandma Ye, and Ma Shan narrowed their eyes almost simultaneously.

Walking on air is an ability that is at least useful to Soul Saints, but now a Soul Master who has not even reached the level of Soul King can use it ahead of time.

We're still teaching children from a young age, so what about the educational resources here...?

The three understood, and then Ma Shan stepped forward again, scratching his head and joking, "That's really impressive. Principal Flander, besides Qin Ming, do you have any other outstanding students here? Introduce them so I can be envious too."

If there are no other geniuses here, then why would their genius descendants join to enrich the school's heritage? The school has plenty of such talents.

"Of course," Flander chuckled, raising his voice slightly. "Oscar, Ouyang Sun, you two come here for a moment."

Both were born with full soul power.

That's it.

Ma Shan was overjoyed. This guy wasn't lying to him; he really was going to start a good school!

What else is there to say? Hongjun will bring it to you... Sigh, Hongjun!

Ma Hongjun remains in a coma.