Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

Newly enrolled students might be wary of his identity, but those who have been in the academy for several years, especially those high-level Soul Masters at level 10 or 20, certainly can't hold back.

Xuan Hao is too arrogant, even somewhat disdainful of everyone. It's good for him to suffer a bit. Only when he realizes that there are always people more powerful than him will he understand the importance of cultivation and curb his arrogance.

Bibi Dong took a sip of tea, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes. "I also wanted to temper his temperament, so he wouldn't think he can look down on everyone just because he has talent. What? Did you get bullied badly and come crying to me to complain?"

Yue Guan's expression instantly became even more fascinating. He hesitated for a long time before finally saying with a strange look:

"Well... Your Majesty, it wasn't that he was bullied."

"What's wrong?" Bibi Dong put down her teacup.

Yue Guan took a deep breath and said with a wry smile, "He's the one bullying others."

"..."

Bibi Dong paused, the teacup clinking crisply on the tray. She looked up, a look of confusion in her eyes for the first time. "What did you say?"

"Your Majesty, your newly accepted disciple... is simply a devil incarnate."

Yue Guan smiled wryly and began to explain, "In the first few days, just as you predicted, quite a few self-important students challenged him. But... most of them were blasted away by his punch."

"Especially those Soul Masters with Beast Martial Souls, they are all in a terrible state. The teachers at the academy have discovered that Xuan Hao's Martial Soul has an extremely terrifying bloodline suppression power over all Beast Martial Souls, especially those Martial Souls tainted with the blood of the Dragon Clan. In front of him, those people can't even maintain their Martial Soul possession, let alone fight."

"For immature children, this kind of fear is devastating. Most people don't even have the courage to fight back before they are knocked out of the fighting arena."

Bibi Dong paused slightly, then, recalling the Golden Dragon's domineering nature, slowly nodded: "That's true... After all, the Golden Dragon is the ancestor of power. What about the older students? Surely those great soul masters won't be intimidated?"

"That's exactly what I wanted to say..." Yue Guan took a deep breath, his tone a mix of amusement and exasperation. "Xuan Hao beat up all the Soul Masters below level 20 in the Martial Soul Academy in less than three days."

"Then, this kid... opened a betting shop in the grove of trees on campus."

"Betting odds?" Bibi Dong frowned.

“Yes, it’s like the gambling arena. He openly accepts challenges from all Soul Masters above level 20 in the school, but you have to gamble.” Yue Guan shrugged.

"And this kid is very shrewd. He clung to a rule of the Martial Soul Academy that protects new students: if a senior challenges a junior, and it is a challenge that crosses a major realm, the senior must suppress his soul power to the same realm as the challenger under the witness of a teacher, and is not allowed to use high-level soul ring skills."

"In other words, if those great soul masters want to challenge him, they must suppress their soul power to level 20 and cannot use their second soul skill."

Bibi Dong's lips twitched slightly: "And then?"

"Then..." Yue Guan's expression was somewhat unnatural, "Your Majesty, you also know how monstrous his physical abilities are, and the amplification from that first spirit ring that's over eight hundred years old. With the same level of spirit power, and without being allowed to use a second spirit skill, who could possibly defeat that humanoid tyrannosaurus?"

"In less than half a month, he beat up every single Soul Master below level 30 in the academy who dared to challenge him!"

"Not only did they make a fortune, they also specifically targeted people in the face."

At this point, Yue Guan cautiously glanced at Bibi Dong's expression and added in a low voice:

"Even Xie Yue and Yan... were tricked onto the stage by that brat Xuan Hao a couple of days ago."

"While suppressing his soul power... he was beaten black and blue in front of the entire school and forced to become Xuan Hao's underling."

"Now, in the entire Martial Soul Academy, no one below level 30 dares to look him in the eye."

"Everyone calls him in private...the tyrant of Wuhun Academy."

A deathly silence fell over the main hall.

Bibi Dong sat on the papal chair, remaining silent for a long time. She had originally intended for the child to experience some setbacks and learn to be humble.

The result was good.

Did he just become a school bully?

Chapter 13 Without rules, nothing can be accomplished.

……

The air inside the main hall felt somewhat stagnant.

Bibi Dong rubbed her throbbing temples, looking down at Yue Guan, who stood at the bottom of the steps, his face full of unease and hesitant to speak. The sense of unease in her heart grew stronger.

If she only beat the whole school, or even became the school bully, although it was unexpected, it could only mean that the child was exceptionally talented and skillful, which was a great honor for her.

But given Yue Guan's constipated expression, things were clearly not that simple.

"Moon Pass".

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, her voice turning colder, "What else is there? Say it all at once. You should know I don't like hearing things incompletely."

"Yes!" Yue Guan's body trembled, and he quickly lowered his head, saying with a bitter face, "Your Majesty, if it were just a fight, even if Xie Yue and Yan lost, it would be because they were not skilled enough, and the Education Committee members would not have specifically asked me to report to you. It's just that... Xuan Hao went too far."

"Too much?" Bibi Dong felt a sense of foreboding.

“Yes.” Yue Guan swallowed hard and forced a smile. “After Xuan Hao established his dominance in the academy, he didn’t stop there. He… he created a new set of rules.”

"What rules?"

Yue Guan explained with a wry smile, "He stipulated that if freshmen have grudges to settle or want to challenge each other, they must first report to him."

"The so-called 'reporting' is actually just paying money. And you can only take action in his presence, ostensibly to prevent injuries and maintain campus peace. If anyone fights in private, it's disrespectful to him, and he will personally intervene to teach them a lesson."

"Anyone who wants to challenge him must first pay an appearance fee of five gold soul coins. And they must first sign a waiver of liability... no, a disclaimer of liability agreement before they can even make a move. Otherwise, it will be considered an act of defiance against the Pope's authority, and the consequences... are up to you."

Bibi Dong: "..."

Appearance fee? Liability disclaimer?

What kind of nonsense is going on in this kid's head?

What peace-maintaining nonsense? This guy is clearly acting like an underground emperor!

"That's not all." Yue Guan's voice trailed off, as if he too found it difficult to speak. "What troubles the education committee members the most is that he also collects... protection money."

"Protection fees?!" Bibi Dong's voice rose an octave.

"Yes...yes." Yue Guan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Any Soul Master who lost to him before, between level 10 and level 20, must pay him one gold Soul coin every month as compensation for mental distress, supposedly to make up for the trauma he suffered. Otherwise, he'll beat him up every time he sees him."

"Those Great Soul Masters above level 20, because of their higher value, have to pay ten gold soul coins every month... euphemistically called the 'Stronger Tax.' Those who don't pay will be encountered on their way home from school every day and then sparred with."

"Even Xie Yue and Yan, I heard, avoid him when they go out now, they really can't bear the embarrassment."

"Nonsense!" Bibi Dong slammed her hand on the table. "This is the Spirit Academy! A sacred place for cultivating elite Spirit Masters! Not a bandit's den!"

"Where are the teachers at the college? Where is the education commission? Are they all dead?! Are they just letting a six-year-old child run wild like this?!"

“This…” Yue Guan shrank back, looking helpless. “It’s not that the teachers don’t want to manage it, it’s that they dare not manage it.”

“Every time Xuanhao enforces the law, he brings you up. He says he is the Pope’s personal disciple, and you told him that in the Spirit Hall, no one but you can control him.”

He also said that this was a privilege you gave him in order to develop his leadership and resource integration abilities.

"How dare those teachers question your decree? Even those Contra-level education commissioners were rendered speechless by this huge accusation. Seeing that this snowball is getting bigger and bigger, and the impact is getting bigger and bigger, that's why I sent your subordinate to ask for instructions..."

The hall fell silent once again.

Bibi Dong felt a throbbing pain in her temples, and a long-forgotten sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart.

What a shrewd man Xuan Hao!

What excellent "leadership skills"! What excellent "resource integration"!

When she said, "No one but me can control you," it was to prevent him from being bound by those formalities and to allow him to focus on his cultivation!

But this kid, instead of using his authority, started a monopoly and embezzled money at the Martial Soul Academy!

They even dragged her, the Pope, out as their biggest "protective umbrella"!

Bibi Dong took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the anger in her heart.

This child is even more unruly than she imagined.

"go."

Bibi Dong pointed at the gate and said through gritted teeth, "Tell that bastard to get back here right now!"

"I want to ask him personally how exactly he plans to integrate resources!"

"Yes, sir, I will do it immediately..."

"Wait! I'll go myself!"

……

Martial Soul Academy, Central Plaza.

This place was originally used for opening ceremonies or important events, but now it's a sea of ​​people.

Nearly a thousand people, from the first-year students in the junior division to the senior division's great soul masters under the age of fifteen who already possess two soul rings, were standing neatly below the stage.

There was no noise, no whispering; the scene was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

All eyes, filled with a mixture of awe, frustration, and barely suppressed anger, were focused on the makeshift platform in front of them.

There, a silver-haired boy was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, like an old cadre, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Classmates, I am very disappointed."

Xuan Hao stood on the high platform, his gaze sweeping across the entire arena. He sighed, his voice, though still somewhat childish, carrying an eerie air of authority, "The Martial Soul Academy of the past was far too chaotic. Fights and private duels were commonplace. What was that? That was barbarity!"

"We are all future elite Soul Masters, civilized and respectable people! We are not those snarling monkeys in the Star Dou Great Forest. How can we resort to violence at the slightest disagreement?"

Below the stage, many students with bruised and swollen faces were twitching their mouths violently.

Civilized people?

Hold back the force that sent that punch flying into the flowerbed before you talk to us about civility!

Before this guy arrived, the academy, while valuing competition, at least had a limit.

Ever since this guy arrived, he's really been treating everyone like monkeys. If you don't submit, he'll beat you until you do.

Xuan Hao cleared his throat and continued his speech:

"Before I arrived, not a single person thought there was anything wrong with this. What does that show? It shows that your awareness and understanding still need to be improved!"

"I know that many of you here must have been bullied by upperclassmen when you first entered university. Those days of having to walk on the street in fear must have been tough, right?"

"However, starting today, those days are over!"

Xuan Hao waved his hand with the heroic spirit of a savior, "Because—I've come!"

"I believe everyone already knows the peace treaties I established by heart. If anyone has a bad memory and hasn't memorized them, feel free to come to me privately after class. I will patiently and word by word help you memorize them."

Upon hearing "find him privately," several troublemakers in the front row, who had just been "educated" yesterday, trembled and shook their heads like rattles.