Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

But in my heart, it was a completely different scene.

鏉ヤ 钖楋纻

This is the classic campus bragging scenario.

He never denied that he was just an ordinary person.

Having transmigrated to this world, I have always been cautious and have done my utmost to gradually and completely evolve my martial spirit.

If it weren't for Bibi Dong, he would have already planned out the script and made a big show of it during the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony.

This exchange competition gave him a perfectly legitimate opportunity to "show off his skills".

How could he not look forward to it?

The more you look down on me and think the competition shouldn't be held, the tougher I can act afterwards.

just now……

There's no need to rush to prove them wrong.

Yu Xiaoheng withdrew his hand from Rou'er's and sighed softly.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

This east wind is his second soul ring.

To consistently suppress the Tianshui sisters in the exchange match, one must possess sufficient personal strength.

Level 20 is a hurdle that's neither too big nor too small right now.

Breaking through is not difficult; the difficulty lies in choosing the right spirit rings afterward.

The requirements of having either the Light or Dragon attributes are extremely stringent, like finding a needle in a haystack.

Moreover, he greedily hoped to also have special effects such as "reversion to ancestral dragon transformation" that could further purify his martial soul.

Such a spirit beast is extremely rare.

Even with the power of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, if they were to search with the full strength of the clan, they might not be able to find a perfectly matched soul beast immediately after he breaks through to level 20.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

The choice of spirit rings is crucial to the foundation of his martial soul's evolution, and there can be no carelessness whatsoever.

Compared to slightly slowing down the rate of soul power improvement, the perfect evolution of his martial soul is the most important thing he pursues in this life.

"We can only wait."

Yu Xiaoheng made a decision to temporarily suppress the matter.

He turned around and smiled gently at Liu Erlong and Rou'er beside him.

"Let's go, let's go to the dormitory and settle down first."

……

Not long after the group left.

boom--!

An aura swept in from the depths of the academy, instantly enveloping the entire plaza!

The students, who had been discussing and complaining just moments before, fell silent in an instant, their faces turning pale and their bodies freezing in place uncontrollably.

At the edge of the square, a figure appeared out of thin air.

The visitor was none other than Lei Xiaotian, the dean of Thunder Academy.

At this moment, his face was ashen, his eyes filled with suppressed anger. His gaze swept across the entire room, causing every student who met his eyes to tremble and subconsciously lower their heads.

Just now, the Blue Lightning Elders who escorted Yu Xiaoheng here had already relayed Yu Xiaoheng's instructions to him.

"The young master must play the role of a 'young master with little real power'."

Although Lei Xiaotian did not fully grasp the deeper meaning at the time, he immediately filled in the blanks in his mind.

"Young Master, is this... your intention to travel incognito, experience life, and project a friendly image?"

He felt his guess was pretty accurate and was about to exchange a few more pleasantries with the elders when he suddenly noticed that their faces had turned ashen.

Following the elders' gaze, he finally heard the foul language being uttered by the students in the square.

Lei Xiaotian's heart sank to the bottom.

The elders were holding back their anger.

They might not take it too seriously if these juniors insulted the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect; the sect isn't that petty.

But their biggest mistake was daring to point their finger at their young master and call him "brainless" for proposing the exchange competition!

As elders, they naturally disdained to personally get involved with a group of children, but their dissatisfaction and anger were clearly conveyed to Lei Xiaotian.

Lei Xiaotian panicked instantly, his back soaked with cold sweat.

The young master had barely entered the academy when the students humiliated him in front of the sect elders. If this were to get back to the sect, would he still be able to remain the dean?!

And so, this scene unfolded before our eyes.

Lei Xiaotian dared not delay for a moment and immediately appeared on the square, using his powerful soul force to suppress the entire area.

"All faculty members, assemble here immediately!"

His voice, like rolling thunder, echoed throughout every corner of the academy.

In a short while, dozens of figures rushed over from various teaching buildings and training grounds, standing respectfully behind Lei Xiaotian, all with puzzled expressions.

Lei Xiaotian ignored them, his gaze sharp as lightning, staring directly at the group of trembling students below.

He spoke, his voice devoid of any warmth.

"Do you have any complaints about the academy's arrangements for the Four Elements Exchange Competition?"

A deathly silence fell over the area.

A few seconds later, a few suppressed murmurs of discontent came from the crowd.

"So what if we're dissatisfied? We lose so badly every time, can't people even say a few words?"

"Yeah, what's gotten into the dean today...?"

Several aristocratic scions, emboldened by their families' influence and power, raised their voices and asked, "Dean, what's going on? What happened?"

In their view, the law does not punish the masses, and besides, they were just complaining and had not committed any major mistakes.

Lei Xiaotian didn't respond to their conversation at all.

What he wanted wasn't to reason with them, but to establish his authority! He wanted to give those Blue Lightning Elders an explanation!

"You are openly questioning the academy's arrangements!"

Chapter 53 Yu Xiaoheng: Next up should be the traditional show-off segment, right?

Lei Xiaotian's voice suddenly rose in pitch, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

"As Soul Masters, you don't even have the courage to fight a powerful enemy! You're unambitious and only know how to complain! You are simply unworthy to stay in my Thunder Academy!"

"Now, I announce the punishment!"

"Everyone, run one hundred laps around this largest training ground in the academy!"

"Execute immediately! Right now!"

The students were stunned, followed by a surge of resentment.

"Why should I?!"

"We didn't do anything wrong!"

But when faced with Lei Xiaotian's almost murderous gaze, all rebuttals vanished.

Under the supervision of dozens of teachers, hundreds of trainees, whether they liked it or not, had no choice but to grit their teeth, start running on the huge training field.

One lap, two laps...

After a hundred laps, most of the trainees were so exhausted that they collapsed on the ground, their bodies soaked in sweat, as if they had been pulled out of the water, unable to move even a finger.

Lei Xiaotian's gloomy expression eased slightly as he looked at the desolate scene.

He walked to the center of the field, looking down at the group of students who were almost exhausted, and his voice rang out again.

"From now on, don't let me hear you speak ill of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan again."

"Speaking ill of the Blue Lightning Organization's exchange competition."

"Not to mention the bad things people said about the person who proposed holding this exchange competition!"

He couldn't explicitly say "Don't speak ill of the young master," as that would directly expose Yu Xiaoheng's extraordinary nature.

This ambiguous approach is the only way to send a warning.

He couldn't control how much these students could grasp.

But Lei Xiaotian had already made up his mind.

I've already said all this, so if there's still any fool who dares to speak ill of Young Master Lan Dian behind his back...

Then that student wouldn't be an ordinary student.

They are the ones who are hindering my progress!

We must strike hard!

The Thunder Academy arranged for Yu Xiaoheng and his group to stay in a secluded courtyard deep within the academy. It was quiet and elegant, clearly prepared by Lei Xiaotian.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Yu Xiaoheng paused slightly.

In the distance, a faint commotion drifted on the wind.

It was the simultaneous complaints of hundreds of people, mixed with suppressed gasps and painful groans, merging into a faint yet clear wave of sound.

"Hmm?" Yu Xiaoheng frowned slightly.

Liu Erlong listened intently and noticed something amiss. He asked curiously, "Brother Xiao Heng, it seems quite lively outside."

"Lively?" Yu Xiaoheng shook his head.