Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

"Pfft-"

Hu Liena was amused by his description and reached out to poke his forehead. "What are you thinking? When the teacher said no one would dare to bully you, she was referring to those high-level Soul Masters, such as the teachers in the academy, or those adult Soul Masters who are in their fifties or sixties."

"With the teacher's reputation, those people naturally wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you."

“But…” Hu Liena’s tone shifted, a hint of schadenfreude in her smile, “As long as the age difference is no more than six years, they are considered peers in the Soul Master world. Competition among peers is healthy and promotes growth. How could a teacher possibly interfere in a fight between children?”

"If you can't even beat someone your own age, and you still cry and go back to the teacher to complain..."

Hu Liena gave him a look that said, "You figure it out yourself." "So, do you think the teacher will stand up for you, or will she throw you into the fighting arena and train you half to death first?"

Xuan Hao: "..."

So, Bibi Dong's statement, "No one dares to bully you," was followed by a hidden explanatory clause:

(Note: This applies only to adults and in cases of force majeure. Fights between peers should be resolved independently. The final interpretation right belongs to the Pope.)

"You play it like this?!"

Xuan Hao's lips twitched, feeling as if his young heart had been brutally beaten by society. "Is this some kind of trap to raise me like a treacherous snake in a wolf's den?"

Hu Liena patted him on the shoulder and comforted him earnestly:

"It's alright, senior sister believes in you. After all, you can pin me to the ground... cough cough, anyway, even I can't beat you, those little brats shouldn't be a match for you."

"As long as you beat them hard enough to scare them, they will naturally behave themselves."

Xuan Hao looked at his senior sister, who was smiling like a little fox, and then thought about Bibi Dong's "I'm doing this for your own good" expression, and sighed helplessly.

No wonder Bibi Dong inexplicably told him to be careful during dinner last night, and Hu Liena was also trying not to laugh. So that's what she was waiting for him to do.

While Xuan Hao was still processing this cruel reality and mentally ranting that Bibi Dong was a "big liar,"

Several figures suddenly appeared on the only road leading to the cafeteria.

There were three boys who looked to be eight or nine years old, a head taller than Xuan Hao. The chubby boy in the lead crossed his arms, his face full of fat, and was looking Xuan Hao up and down with an extremely critical and disdainful gaze.

"Hey, Senior Hu Liena."

The chubby boy first gave Hu Liena a perfunctory greeting. Although his eyes showed some apprehension, he was clearly not afraid. Then, his gaze was fixed on Xuan Hao.

"Is this the legendary new disciple of His Holiness the Pope?"

The chubby boy scoffed, pointing at Xuan Hao's beautiful silver hair, "Looks like a woman, skinny arms and legs, and he can be a disciple of the Pope? I think he's just a gigolo who lives off women."

"Hey, newbie."

The chubby boy took a step forward, blocking the way, and a thick, earthy-yellow soul power fluctuation faintly emanated from his body.

"My name is Tuoba Xiao, from the Holy Dragon Sect. I've heard you're very powerful? Shall we go to the Soul Arena and have a match? Let me see if you're qualified to be His Holiness the Pope's disciple."

Hu Liena took a step back, crossed her arms, gave Xuan Hao a look that said, "See, I wasn't wrong," and then adopted a posture of watching a good show.

Xuan Hao looked at the "experience package" who introduced himself in front of him, and then at his senior sister who was watching the show, and sighed helplessly.

"Exercising before meals...?"

He twisted his neck, making a crisp cracking sound, and his originally sky-blue pupils contracted slightly, turning into dangerous crimson-gold vertical pupils.

"Alright, since it's a tradition, I'll do as the locals do."

Under the gaze of those crimson-gold vertical pupils, the fat on Tuoba Xiao's face suddenly stiffened, and his arrogant demeanor collapsed instantly, replaced by a fear that came from the depths of his soul.

"This...this is..."

Tuoba Xiao's pupils contracted sharply, his face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

His prized family martial soul—the White Armor Earth Dragon, a top-tier sub-dragon martial soul renowned for its defense and strength among its peers—was now trembling uncontrollably within his body!

This fear even transcended the difference in soul power, directly affecting the depths of one's bloodline.

The two lackeys standing behind Tuoba Xiao were even worse off. They also came from the Holy Dragon Sect and their martial souls were of the sub-dragon type. At this moment, they were so overwhelmed by the invisible dragon's might that their legs were trembling and they could not even stand steadily. They felt a faint urge to urinate in their crotches.

"wait wait wait!"

Seeing the silver-haired youth who had already hunched over, poised to strike, Tuoba Xiao's fighting spirit instantly crumbled. He instinctively raised his hand and shouted in panic, "I won't fight..."

"Welcome my lion's fangs!"

Chapter 12 The Tyrant of Martial Soul Academy

……

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Hao's small fist, enveloped in a faint golden light, had already magnified infinitely in Tuoba Xiao's constricted pupils.

"boom!"

A muffled thud.

Tuoba Xiao didn't even have time to unleash his defensive skills with his Martial Soul before Xuan Hao punched him in the abdomen.

The immense force instantly bent his bulky body into a shrimp-like shape, his eyes almost bulging out, and even his screams were forced back into his stomach.

Then, Xuan Hao delivered a clean and swift whip kick, striking him directly on the side of his neck.

The chubby boy flew four or five meters like a tattered sack, crashing heavily into the flower bed next to him. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

The remaining two henchmen were terrified and were about to turn and run away.

"run?"

Xuan Hao turned around, grabbed the back of their collars with both hands, and slammed them together.

"Boom!"

The two heads collided like watermelons, producing a dull thud that made your teeth ache.

Without uttering a sound, the two collapsed to the ground like noodles, their martial spirits, which hadn't even fully possessed them, instantly dissipated and automatically dispelled.

From the moment Xuan Hao rushed out to the moment the three people lay neatly on the ground, the entire process took less than three seconds.

The students who had initially wanted to watch the spectacle were now completely dumbfounded, their jaws dropping to the floor.

This...this is His Holiness the Pope's disciple?

That Tuoba Xiao is a direct disciple of the Holy Dragon Sect!

It's a white-armored earth dragon soul master with astonishing defensive capabilities!

He was defeated in seconds just like that?

They didn't even use their soul skills?

……

Not far away, behind a large, leafy tree.

Two figures were silently watching all of this.

One of them was tall with fiery red hair and an aura of intense heat; it was Yan.

The other person was tall and slender with white hair and a handsome, cold face; it was Xie Yue.

They had come to check on things because they were worried that Hu Liena would get into trouble for standing up for this new junior brother.

But now, both of their expressions were somewhat frozen.

"Hey... Xie Yue, am I seeing things?"

Yan rubbed his eyes, looking incredulous. "That Tuoba Xiao... was defeated in an instant? Just like that, with a punch and a kick?"

Yan was no stranger to Tuoba Xiao. Before he obtained his second spirit ring, he and Tuoba Xiao had sparred many times on the Soul Arena.

Although Yan had a clear advantage thanks to his top-tier martial soul, Flame Lord, he still had to put in a lot of effort to win the battle against the White Armored Earth Dragon's abnormal defense.

But now, that meat shield that could withstand him for a long time was actually knocked out by a freshman who had just entered school, as if he were beating his grandson with a single punch?

"Something's not right." Xie Yue narrowed her eyes, her sharp gaze fixed on Xuan Hao's back as he and Hu Liena walked toward the cafeteria.

"Tuoba Xiao's condition was very strange just now."

“I noticed that too.” Yan frowned. “That fat guy didn’t even use his soul skill, and his martial soul possession wasn’t even complete. It was like… he was scared out of his wits?”

“He wasn’t scared out of his wits, he was completely unable to move,” Xie Yue said in a deep voice. “Although Tuoba Xiao is arrogant, he is definitely not a fool who would make such a low-level mistake in battle. At that moment, he seemed to be suppressed by some kind of great fear, and he couldn’t even mobilize his soul power to resist.”

"That kid's martial spirit... has a problem."

Yan took a deep breath, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit, and took a step forward, ready to rush out: "Why bother with all that? I'll just go ask Nana and find out. I'll also test this kid's strength!"

"Stop." Xie Yue grabbed Yan's shoulder and shook his head.

"Don't be impulsive. He is His Holiness the Pope's personal disciple, and his identity is sensitive. The entire school is watching him. If we go out now, we'll only have one option: to challenge him."

"Winning would be bullying a child, and losing... although it's unlikely to lose, there's no need to be the one to stick your neck out."

"Besides, Nana is over there. Are you going over there now to start a fight with her?"

Upon hearing Hu Liena's name, Yan immediately wilted.

"What can we do? Just watch this kid act so arrogantly?"

"No rush." ​​Xie Yue glanced at the unconscious Tuoba Xiao on the ground. "There are plenty of people who want to cause him trouble. Let others scout things out first. We can make our move when the time is right."

……

A month later.

The Papal Palace, the council chamber.

The afternoon sun shone through the huge stained glass windows, casting dappled patterns on the marble floor.

Bibi Dong put down the documents in her hand, rubbed her temples, and looked at Ju Douluo Yue Guan, who was standing at the bottom of the steps, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

"Yue Guan, what's wrong?"

"You've been dawdling over there for ages. Just say what you have to say. Has something happened at the Martial Soul Academy?"

Yue Guan stiffened, a slightly embarrassed yet polite smile appearing on his face: "Your Majesty is wise... indeed, there is a situation at the academy."

"Oh?"

Bibi Dong remained calm, seemingly unsurprised. "Aren't quite a few people keeping an eye on Xuan Hao?"

The competition at Martial Soul Academy is fierce, and those kids, in order to prove their worth, will naturally regard Xuan Hao as the best stepping stone.

Although Xuanhao was exceptionally talented, he was only six years old, his cultivation was still shallow, and he had no practical combat experience.