Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 89 Liu Erlong

Flander didn't take the Shrek group directly to Blue Tyrant Academy; instead, he took them to buy a set of new clothes.

Although Dai Mubai and the others didn't understand why, they were happy to do it.

Xiao Wu and Tang San, Dai Mubai with Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong with Han Feng, and Oscar and Ma Hongjun paired up again—Han Feng didn't care, after all, he knew that Flander's main purpose was to change the Grandmaster.

The master's zombie-like face is really detrimental!

But Ning Rongrong was just too enthusiastic, and with Dai Mubai chiming in, Han Feng had no choice but to buy two sets.

After everyone had changed their clothes, Flander led them in a grand procession up to Blue Tyrant Academy.

To be honest, Flander's attitude at Blue Tyrant Academy was completely different from that at Heaven Dou Royal Academy. He was arrogant and domineering. As soon as he walked to the recruitment agency, he showed off his seven spirit rings and arrogantly said to the Spirit King in charge of recruitment, "I heard your academy is recruiting instructors!? Are we qualified!?"

After saying that, Zhao Wuji and the others also revealed their spirit rings. A total of more than a dozen pitch-black spirit rings lit up behind them, thankfully scaring the poor spirit king to death!

The Soul King quickly apologized to everyone and led them directly towards the inner courtyard.

Among the dozen or so people in front of him were two Soul Saints and three Soul Emperors. Clearly, he, a mere Soul King, was not qualified to receive them. In the entire Blue Tyrant Academy, perhaps only the Dean was qualified to speak with them!

This was of course Flander's perverse sense of humor. He knew who the headmaster of Blue Tyrant Academy was, and he just wanted to see what it felt like to use power to intimidate others.

It turns out that it really is easy to get hooked!

The inner courtyard of Blue Tyrant Academy is less of a campus and more of the academy dean's back garden. In the vast garden, there is only one building of moderate size, and the rest are all flowers and clear springs, which made Oscar and Ma Hongjun sigh again.

"Hehe... The Dean doesn't like trouble, so most of the affairs of the academy are handled by us teachers. The Dean lives alone in this quiet forest. He certainly didn't mean to neglect you!" The Soul King who was leading the way heard Ma Hongjun and Oscar's voices, smiled awkwardly, and explained.

"It's alright!" Flander waved his hand generously, indicating that he didn't mind, which relieved the Soul King.

When it comes to understanding the Dean of Blue Tyrant Academy, Flander far surpasses the Soul King before him. Flander would only be surprised if their Dean actually came out to greet him!

"The Dean is just ahead. Please wait a moment while I go and ask him!"

After walking for a while, the Soul King clasped his hands in a fist salute to the crowd and walked ahead first.

Flander waited quietly in place, while the master's expression had become somewhat strange.

The flowers he saw along the way reminded him of someone.

Han Feng was watching the scene with great interest, almost ready to grab a stool and eat popcorn!

It wasn't that he wanted to build his happiness on the suffering of others; Han Feng was simply curious about what kind of expression the usually calm and composed master would have after meeting Liu Erlong.

Well, actually Han Feng was just indulging in a wicked sense of humor, wanting to see the master make a fool of himself.

After all, when the master trained them, he really pushed them to their limits!

"Fengzi, you seem very happy?" Dai Mubai looked at Han Feng with a strange expression and asked in confusion.

Han Feng grinned: "Just you wait and see!"

"Xiao Gang!"

Dai Mubai was puzzled, but before he could ask, he saw a beautiful and mature figure rushing towards him from afar, her mournful voice breaking the hearts of all who heard it.

Before Dai Mubai could even see the figure clearly, he felt a gust of wind blow past him. Dai Mubai could only stare blankly at Han Feng, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Looking at Dai Mubai's expression, Han Feng couldn't help but smile.

Dai Mubai ignored Han Feng and slowly turned around to look at who was in such a hurry. But what he saw was a beautiful and mature woman holding the master's hand tightly. Her beautiful eyes were full of resentment and longing, and tears were welling up in her eyes, about to burst forth!

On the other hand, the master gritted his teeth, his face full of guilt and self-blame, his hand being held trembled slightly, and he didn't even dare to look the woman in front of him in the eye!

"Xiao Gang... It's been over twenty years, are you finally willing to see me?"

The woman spoke, her voice filled with the deepest sorrow!

The master's expression had completely crumbled. He shook off the hand that was gripping him and demanded of Flander, "Flander! You knew all along, didn't you!?"

"How could that be!? I only came to Blue Tyrant Academy today! You saw it!" Flander lied through his teeth. Although the master saw through him at a glance, Flander stubbornly refused to admit it.

Seeing this, the master gritted his teeth, but ultimately could not face Liu Erlong and turned to run away.

"teacher!"

"Xiao Gang!"

Tang San and Liu Erlong saw that the master had run far away, so they quickly chased after him, leaving behind only the stunned crowd and Flander with a complicated expression.

"Dean... what's this?" Li Yusong walked to Flander's side, looked at Liu Erlong and the other two who had run away, and asked in confusion.

"Sigh!" Flander sighed softly, slowly recounting the story of the "Golden Trio" from back then, his expression gradually turning melancholic.

"Oh, this..."

After Flander finished speaking, no one knew how to evaluate this love triangle. They could only look at each other speechlessly—this story was truly melodramatic!

"You already knew?" Dai Mubai leaned closer to Han Feng and asked softly.

Han Feng shrugged and readily admitted, "I just happen to know! Back in the day, the Golden Iron Triangle was quite famous on the continent. I heard many stories about them when I was at the Stan University Arena!"

"So you were just laughing at this?" Dai Mubai's eyes became even more strange, with a hint of unfamiliarity.

Although even Dai Mubai found the story melodramatic, Han Feng's behavior inevitably smacked of schadenfreude from the perspective of Flander and the other two involved parties.

Han Feng noticed the change in Dai Mubai's expression and immediately rolled his eyes.

"Big Brother Bai! What do you take me for, Han Feng?!" Han Feng questioned him irritably.

After pondering for a moment, Dai Mubai replied seriously, "Iron turtle, steel structure, humanoid self-propelled concentrated fire door panel, strategic taunt weapon, monster!"

"Holy crap!" Han Feng immediately bristled upon hearing this: "Big Lao Bai! Do you believe I'll rub some Tiger Balm on the soles of your feet while you're asleep tonight?"

"What is medicated oil?" Dai Mubai asked, puzzled.

"It's not important." Han Feng paused for a moment, then said matter-of-factly.

Dai Mubai looked at Han Feng with a puzzled expression: "Getting back to the point, what exactly do you mean by this?"

Han Feng rolled his eyes and snorted, "If you ask me, the dean and the others are just being too narrow-minded!"

"So what if it's my cousin? As long as there's love, even a 100,000-year-old soul beast isn't out of the question! Besides, it's not like you have to get married to be in love. As long as Grandmaster and Dean Liu Erlong don't get married, what right do others have to interfere with their sibling relationship?! Once they're home, they can do whatever they want, right?!"

"Besides, even if public opinion is a powerful force, it only applies to the weak. Once Dean Liu Erlong or we become stronger, who will dare to say anything against us? Dugu Bo is so arrogant and domineering; whatever he says goes."

After Han Feng finished speaking, Dai Mubai revealed an even stranger expression.

"What are you doing?" Han Feng asked warily, feeling uneasy under Dai Mubai's gaze.

"It's nothing." Dai Mubai carefully examined Han Feng before saying, "I just realized that you can't arbitrarily define a person's emotional intelligence, because even you yourself don't know how insightful and profound a seemingly idiotic person with absolutely no emotional intelligence could be when faced with a tricky problem!"

"You're implying something, aren't you?" Han Feng frowned upon hearing this and subconsciously questioned.

"It's not important," Dai Mubai said, his expression unchanged, his tone both unreasonable and confident.

(End of this chapter)