Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Flowing Blade Like Fire terrifies Bibi Dong

Chapter 55 Entering the Heaven Dou Royal Academy

Royal Fighting Team's exclusive training base.

This is one of the most prestigious training grounds in the entire academy, but at this moment, it is shrouded in an extremely oppressive silence.

Yu Feng, Oslo, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, and Ye Lengleng—all the members of the Royal Fighting Team except for Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan—were gathered here.

But no one spoke.

The atmosphere was so heavy it seemed like it could drip water.

The scene in front of the mountain gate was like a poisonous thorn, deeply embedded in the hearts of each and every one of them.

They are the most outstanding group of geniuses in the Heaven Dou Empire, the glory and face of the academy. But today, their captain, in front of everyone, knelt down before a boy younger than them, groveling for mercy.

This is not only a humiliation for Yu Tianheng alone, but also a great disgrace for the entire Royal Fighting Team.

"Where's the captain? How is he?" In the end, it was Ye Lengleng, the most sensitive of the support-type Soul Masters, who broke the silence first. Her beautiful face was filled with worry.

"What else could he do?" Yu Feng, the most hot-tempered of them all, slammed his fist on a nearby stone pillar and said through gritted teeth, "After coming back, he locked himself in his room, refusing to eat or drink, and wouldn't respond to anyone calling him. I just went to check on him, and he smashed everything he could in the room!"

"Then—what about Sister Yanzi?" Ye Ling's voice was even lower.

"Senior Dugu took me to that—that Su Chen's residence." Oslo's expression was equally grim. "He said I needed to receive treatment."

"Accept treatment? Hmph!" Yu Feng sneered, his words filled with sharp sarcasm. "I bet she went to be a hostage! The captain knelt down for her, and she turns around and moves into her enemy's courtyard! How ironic!"

"Yu Feng! Say less!" Oslo frowned and shouted, "Sister Yanzi is only trying to heal her injuries, what can she do?"

"Should I say less? Oslo, do you also think it's only natural for the captain to kneel?" Yu Feng suddenly turned his head, staring at Oslo with bloodshot eyes. "Have you forgotten our Royal Fighting Team's oath? We are a whole! We share the same glory, and we share the same loss! Today, the captain's kneeling is a disgrace to all of us!"

"Then what do you want?" Oslo was also getting angry. "Are you going to go and fight that Su Chen to the death? You can't even see how he's fighting! Don't even mention us, even if you include the three education committee members and Prince Xuexing, do you think he can take us on by himself?"

"Even if we can't win, we have to fight! It's a matter of dignity!" Yu Feng roared.

"Dignity? I'm about to die, what dignity do I need!" Oslo retorted without backing down.

Just as the two were about to start arguing, Shi Mo, the elder of the Shi brothers who had been silent all along, finally spoke up in a muffled voice: "Stop arguing. Oslo is right, we—are no match for him."

As defensive-type Soul Masters, their perception of power is more acute than anyone else's.

At the moment Su Chen unleashed his aura in front of the mountain gate, even the Xuanwu Turtle Martial Soul, which the two brothers were so proud of, trembled uncontrollably.

It's a kind of instinctive fear that comes from the depths of one's blood, the fear that lower creatures feel when facing higher predators.

"So we're just going to let it go like this? Let others point their fingers at us and call us spineless? Let the captain become the laughingstock of the whole hospital?" Yu Feng roared unwillingly, his voice even carrying a hint of a sob.

For a moment, the training ground fell into dead silence again.

Yeah, is that all?

No one was willing to accept this.

But what can I do if I'm unwilling to accept it?

Their prized talents, the families and sects they relied on, and their supreme status in the academy were all proven to be utterly vulnerable in the face of Su Chen's unreasonable and absolute power.

"Perhaps things aren't as bad as we think."

Just as the atmosphere froze to freezing point, Ye Lengleng suddenly spoke softly.

All the light from everyone focused on her.

This "heart" of the Royal Fighting Team, the only Soul Master in the team with a healing-type Martial Soul, always manages to say something unique at the most crucial moments.

"That Su Chen, although he acts domineeringly, he doesn't seem to be someone who indiscriminately kills innocent people." Ye Leng Leng organized her words, "From the mountain gate until now, although he has injured many people, no one has actually died. Whether it is the city defense army, Prince Xue Beng, or even Prince Xue Xing, who was cleaved back by his sword, they were all only injured and their lives were not in danger."

"Furthermore—he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards Sister Yanzi. Otherwise, he could have simply stood by and watched her die, or made even more outrageous demands."

"I feel that he is like a high and mighty god, coldly scrutinizing us mortals. Everything he does is not out of simple anger or to show off, but—he has his own purpose."

Ye Lengleng's words made everyone present fall into deep thought.

Indeed, upon careful reflection, Su Chen's every move was precisely controlled within a delicate boundary of "crippling without killing."

He was more like using an extreme method to tear apart the hypocritical "respectability" of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy and to trample on the laughable "dignity" of these chosen ones.

What exactly is his purpose?

Just as everyone was racking their brains trying to figure it out, the gate of the training base was slowly pushed open.

Yu Tianheng walked in.

At this moment, he was no longer the spirited man he once was. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were vacant, and there was even a trace of dried blood at the corner of his mouth. He had lost a lot of weight, as if all his energy had been drained away, leaving only an empty shell of a walking corpse.

"team leader!"

Everyone was shocked to see him like this and quickly surrounded him.

Yu Tianheng ignored everyone's concern. He simply dragged his heavy steps to the center of the training field, then raised his bloodshot eyes and scanned his teammates.

"From today onwards," his voice was hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together, "I, Yu Tianheng, am withdrawing from the Royal Fighting Team."

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boom!

These words struck like a bolt from the blue, exploding in the minds of every team member!

"team leader!"

"You can't quit!"

Yu Feng was the first to react, his eyes red as he rushed forward, trying to grab Yu Tianheng's arm. Once upon a time, Yu Tianheng was the soul and backbone of their team, the goal that all of them chased after and worshipped.

But now, that backbone is broken.

Yu Tianheng didn't even turn around; he simply shook off Yu Feng's hand with an almost numb force. He didn't look at anyone; his eyes, once full of pride and sharpness, were now just empty as death.

He dragged his weary, zombie-like steps out of the training base that held countless sweat and glory for them.

His silhouette was desolate yet resolute, as if he were making a brutal break with his past.

"It's over—" Oslo slumped to the ground, muttering to himself, "Royal Fighting Team—it's completely finished."

The Shi brothers remained silent, but their clenched fists and trembling bodies betrayed their inner turmoil.

Ye Lengling stood there, two lines of clear tears sliding down her beautiful face.

She knew better than anyone that Yu Tianheng's departure was not just the withdrawal of a team member; it represented a spiritual collapse.

The most brilliant jewel of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, the continent's top genius team, was dismantled today in the most humiliating and unbearable way because of the arrival of one person.

Su Chen, the instigator of all this, had absolutely no interest in it.

To him, crushing a self-important ant is no different from crushing a whole colony of ants.

At that moment, he had just walked out of the oppressive meeting room of the three major education committees.

When he walked out of the oppressive meeting room of the three major education committees, it was already getting dark.

The attendant sent by Xue Qinghe was already waiting outside the door, his attitude extremely respectful, and he didn't even dare to look Su Chen in the eye.

"Your Highness, the accommodations arranged for you by His Highness the Crown Prince are ready. Please follow me."

Su Chen nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

Led by his attendants, he passed through several heavily guarded corridors and finally arrived at a secluded courtyard in the heart of the academy.

The courtyard, named "Tingxuexuan," is clearly Xue Qinghe's private property. Its scale, spiritual energy concentration, and defensive deployment far exceed the residences allocated to ordinary students or even the teaching committee members by the academy.

"Your Highness, Senior Dugu and Miss Dugu have already checked in and are in the west wing." The attendant reported in a low voice, "His Highness the Crown Prince has instructed that all your expenses here be handled to the highest standards. If you have any needs, please feel free to ask us."

Su Chen waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

Upon entering the courtyard, a surge of pure spiritual energy from plants and trees greeted the eye, clearly indicating that some kind of spirit-gathering formation had been set up here.

Dugu Bo was sitting cross-legged by the stone table in the courtyard, seemingly adjusting his breathing, but his tightly furrowed brows and the chaotic aura that occasionally emanated from him proved that the poison damage in his body was still not optimistic.

Upon seeing Su Chen enter, Dugu Bo immediately stood up and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect with a complex expression: "Lord Su Chen."

He no longer addressed him as "Holy Son," but instead used a more equal term used in the martial arts world. Clearly, the conversation in front of the mountain gate had made him realize that Su Chen's understanding of him had long surpassed the scope of "genius of the Spirit Hall."

"Where's Yanzi?" Su Chen asked casually.

"I'm resting in my room. The situation—has stabilized for now." Dugu Bo's voice was a little hoarse. "Thank you for your help."

"I'm not helping you, I'm completing our deal." Su Chen walked to the stone table, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea. "From today onwards, you will guard Heaven Dou City for me, blocking all the spying of Title Douluo-level beings. In return, I will completely eradicate the backlash of your martial soul in three stages."

Dugu Bo was jolted, his eyes flashing with disbelief: "Completely—eradicate?"

"That's good." Su Chen took a sip of tea. "But not now. The first treatment will have to wait until I've finished my business at the academy. Until then, you just need to remember one thing—"

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He raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a blade: "Whoever dares to use their soul power to spy on me while I'm handling matters, you can cripple them for me."

Dugu Bo's heart clenched.

"I understand." Dugu Bo took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.