Douluo Continent III Haotian Wulin

Xie Xie turned his head and whispered to Tang Wulin, "Wulin, it's one thing for her to say you're impulsive. But if someone said that about me, I wouldn't stand for it. I'm not the kind of person who stirs up trouble."

Tang Wulin nodded very seriously.

"She's right. I was indeed the one who panicked first this time." He looked at Gu Yue and said sincerely, "When I first encountered a flying soul master, all I was thinking about was not letting them take the lead. I judged too quickly. I'm sorry."

Xie Xie looked at him as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hey, you're way too nice! She criticized you, and you even apologized?"

Gu Yue was taken aback at first, then burst out laughing.

"That's called admitting your mistakes and correcting them." She glanced at Xie Xie. "On a small scale, it's being reasonable; on a larger scale, it's having good manners. Unlike you, who gets angry at the slightest thing and is so petty."

Xie Xie's eyes widened immediately.

"Who's being petty?"

Gu Yue ignored his words and turned to Tang Wulin, her tone softening considerably.

"Wu Lin, I'll treat you to a Class A meal tonight. But only one serving."

Tang Wulin immediately smiled.

"Okay. Even a small fly is still meat." He patted his stomach. "Let's go, I'm hungry."

The three of them headed towards the cafeteria as they talked.

Ye Yingrong stood there, stunned. Even with her excellent composure, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

She only just realized it—

The stunning aerial maneuvering on the other side was not a pre-planned tactic at all.

It was an impromptu decision.

Thinking of this, she was even more shocked.

What does it mean to act on impulse?

This means that they didn't win through rehearsals, but rather that they were able to truly understand and connect with each other in the instant they faced off, and forcefully execute their teamwork.

But that's precisely where the problem lies.

Why?

Why is it that these three children, one who was the least noticeable student in the worst class when they first entered school, one who was as proud as a hedgehog, and one who was so strange that no one could understand them at all, were able to develop such a level of tacit understanding in actual combat?

Ye Yingrong stood there, watching the three figures disappear into the distance, her eyes shifting.

A moment later, she took out her soul-guided communicator from her bosom and dialed a number.

Soon, a somewhat cold female voice came from the other end of the communicator.

"What's wrong, little sister?"

Ye Yingrong gave a wry smile.

"Sis, we lost."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the communication line.

Then, the voice sounded softly.

"They lost? Do they also have flying soul masters?"

"No." Ye Yingrong shook her head, then, remembering that the other person couldn't see her, added, "But the three of them work together very well, and each of them is individually very capable. Sis, you'd better be careful. Your class has probably met its match this time."

She paused, then couldn't help but emphasize her words.

"The people trained by this aloof and arrogant male god are not so easy to deal with. You'd better be prepared."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the communication.

When he spoke again, his already cold voice had become noticeably more chilling.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

"I will repay him for everything he humiliated me in the past."

Ye Yingrong was startled.

"Sister, you—"

She wanted to say something more, but the call was abruptly cut off.

Ye Yingrong held the communicator for a long time before letting out a helpless sigh.

"You're just too strong-willed," she muttered to herself. "It wasn't a huge mistake for them to reject you back then. And you've held onto it for two years now..."

……

After dinner, Xie Xie suggested that he wanted to take a walk outside the college.

This time, Tang Wulin refused outright.

The reason for the refusal was quite simple.

He wants to cultivate himself.

From the very first theory lesson, Wu Changkong repeatedly emphasized that soul power is the foundation of everything.

Skills, tactics, understanding of martial spirit, and combat judgment are all important, but without sufficient soul power to support them, they are ultimately castles in the air.

There are no shortcuts to increasing soul power.

The only way is through meditation and gradual, persistent effort.

With Tang Wulin not going, Xie Xie immediately lost interest as well. He had originally planned to have a good night of meditation and rush to the Second Ring Road as soon as possible, but he had only been sitting down for a short while when the dormitory door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Zhou Changxi rushed in, panting heavily.

"Something terrible has happened!"

Xie Xie and Tang Wulin looked up at the same time.

"What's wrong?" Xie Xie asked, frowning.

Zhou Changxi took a breath and spoke rapidly.

"A group of people are blocking the academy gate! There are a lot of them, and they seem to be quite influential. Most importantly, they're holding large photos of you and Gu Yue, and they're shouting at the gate demanding that the academy hand you over. The academic affairs office is probably about to be alerted."

Tang Wulin had just been preparing to enter a meditative state when he heard this and immediately opened his eyes.

He and Xie Xie exchanged a glance, and their hearts sank almost simultaneously.

Could it be...?

"Let's go take a look!" Xie Xie jumped off the bed, his face already cold.

Tang Wulin immediately got out of bed and followed him outside.

The two had just rushed out of the dormitory building when they ran into Gu Yue.

"You've heard about it too?" Tang Wulin asked immediately.

Gu Yue nodded, but her expression was much calmer than theirs.

"It must have happened last night."

A cold glint flashed in Xie Xie's eyes, and he raised his leg to rush towards the academy gate.

"Let's go! If it really is those guys, let's give them another good beating today!"

But as soon as he took a step, Tang Wulin grabbed him.

"etc!"

Xie Xie turned around and angrily said, "What are we waiting for? They've already blocked the academy; are we just going to put up with it?"

Tang Wulin held him tightly and said in a deep voice, "Don't be impulsive. This isn't that simple."

Xie Xie was taken aback.

Tang Wulin continued, "Don't forget where you are. This is Donghai Academy, a Soul Master Academy. The other party knows exactly where this is, yet they still dare to come here, which means they are not afraid at all. Since they dare to block the door, they must have something to rely on."

At this point, his gaze darkened slightly.

"We're still too weak. Let's go find Teacher Wu first."

Xie Xie was already quite angry, but Tang Wulin's words quickly calmed him down.

He wasn't stupid to begin with, and immediately understood the problem.

The other party could not possibly be acting so brazenly just because they outnumber the others.

Gu Yue nodded as well.

"I agree with Wu Lin's assessment. Let's find Teacher Wu first."

Zhou Changxi, who was following behind, scratched his head, still looking shocked.

"This has caused quite a stir. There are at least two hundred people outside, and they're very aggressive. What exactly did you do?"

"We'll talk about it later." Tang Wulin didn't bother to explain. "Let's go find Teacher Wu first."

Wu Changkong's daily routine is extremely regular.

After dinner, he usually stays in his dormitory to study quietly. So it's not difficult to find him.

Soon, the three of them arrived at Wu Changkong's door.

Knock on the door, open the door.

Behind the door, Wu Changkong wore an extremely retro white robe, his long hair casually draped over his shoulders. He looked less cold and stern than during the day, but had a more ethereal and aloof air about him.

"Do you have any questions about cultivation?" he asked casually.

Xie Xie subconsciously looked at Tang Wulin.

He always felt an instinctive sense of unease in front of Wu Changkong.

Tang Wulin had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak.

"Teacher Wu, we've gotten into trouble..."

He recounted the events of the previous night at the food street as concisely as possible, from beginning to end.

After listening, Wu Changkong's face remained expressionless; he simply uttered a cold remark.

"You guys are quite capable."

After saying that, he walked straight out.

The white robe was already thin, and when the night wind blew, the hem of the robe and long hair fluttered together, giving the person an unreal sense of coldness.

Tang Wulin turned around and patted Xie Xie, who was staring in a daze.

"I'm gone."

The three of them then quickly followed behind Wu Changkong, heading towards the academy gate.

……

The area outside the main gate of Donghai College was now completely packed with people.

At least two hundred burly, fierce-looking men blocked the entrance, carrying all sorts of weapons. Some of them even openly carried soul-guided devices, which are prohibited from being privately possessed by civilians under federal law.

With the development of soul guidance technology, soul tools are no longer exclusive to soul masters. Ordinary people can also use them. Soul masters below a certain level do not have as much of an advantage as one might imagine when facing ordinary people who possess soul tools.

This is one of the main reasons why this group of people dared to block the entrance of the Soul Master Academy.

At the academy, a number of students from the intermediate and advanced levels had already gathered near the entrance, watching from a distance.

Among the crowd opposite, three enlarged photos were held high.

It was Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue.

At the very front, several burly men carried a stretcher on which lay a person wrapped in gauze, with only half of their face showing.

It was none other than Guanglong.

On the other side, several people were holding up a huge banner.

The eight large characters above were particularly glaring:

A life for a life, hand over the murderer!

However, this was Donghai Academy after all, and although the other party was arrogant, they did not force their way in.

Standing at the very front of the crowd was a bald giant over two meters tall. Compared to Guanglong, he seemed to be a size larger—the same bald head, the same ferocious muscles, only stronger and more menacing. His thick beard made him look like a standing wild beast, and the muscles on his bare arms were almost frighteningly muscular.

He coldly scanned the crowd on the college side, clearly looking for the three people in the photo.

"Who are you people, daring to cause trouble in front of Donghai Academy!"

A furious shout suddenly rang out.

Long Hengxu led a dozen or so teachers out of the academy, their faces not looking too good.

But when he finally saw the formation of the group outside the door, his heart sank.

Just as Tang Wulin had predicted.

Since the other party dared to come, they must have been prepared.

The burly, bald man slowly stepped forward, his voice deep and thunderous, making many students around him feel a slight tingling in their ears.

"My name is Guangbiao."

He pointed to Guanglong on the stretcher.

"The one lying there is my younger brother."

Long Hengxu's pupils suddenly contracted.

He had certainly heard of that name before.

"Guang Biao?" His expression darkened further. "You're Guang Biao, the captain of the East Sea City Mech Squadron?"

Donghai City is a major coastal city, where the Federation maintains a sizable mecha armed force. In addition to regular security forces, there is a dedicated mecha squadron with a total of five hundred soul-guided mechas.

The person in front of them was the captain of that mecha squadron.