The Nine Vajra Appear!

Judging by his clothes, he was also one of the new students. There was a trace of arrogance on his face, and he was currently pointing at another bed as he spoke to Han Yu.

Han Yu ignored him and continued making his own bed.

Feeling as if he had been ignored, the burly student's face flushed slightly red. He said angrily, "Hey, kid, are you deaf? You dare not listen when I, Tai Long, speak? Do you even know who I am?"

"Tai Long? Nine Vajra?"

When Han Yu heard this, a hint of interest flashed through his eyes. He stood up and carefully sized up the student in front of him.

Ordinary looks, a dumb, goofy air, and a rather sturdy build. The only problem was that his eyes did not work well.

"Hmph! Now you know who I am, right? If you know what's good for you, clean this place up for me. Otherwise, I'll—"

Seeing that Han Yu had finally reacted after hearing his name, Tai Long looked smug. Before he could finish speaking—

Bang!

The already shabby dormitory door was struck by a massive object. With a crash, it actually fell down.

It smashed into the entrance with a thunderous boom.

"Cough, cough...! Damn it! You actually hit me? Looks like if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how many eyes Lord Ma has."

A voice full of curses rang out. Tai Long's face was furious as he struggled to climb back up.

Whoosh!

Before he could react, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in his vision. A cold, evil aura kept crashing into him.

"Here, have a taste of an illusion."

A low murmur sounded.

"Ah!"

Tai Long's body shook. In an instant, he collapsed to the ground, cold sweat pouring uncontrollably down his forehead in fat drops. His eyes were filled with terror.

In his eyes, Han Yu had suddenly turned into a monster, staring at him ferociously.

"You... what kind of monster are you? Don't kill me. I was wrong, I was wrong."

Tai Long's face was deathly pale, his lips trembling, his whole body shuddering.

As he spoke, he kept shuffling backward on his butt, constantly putting distance between himself and Han Yu.

"Brother Han Yu, what happened?"

Just then, Huo Yuhao next door heard the commotion and poked his head out from the side, just in time to see this scene.

"What are you two...?"

Han Yu ignored him and slowly walked toward Tai Long.

Tai Long's body trembled uncontrollably. "Don't come over!"

As he spoke, he wriggled backward with all his strength, terrified as if he had seen his natural predator.

"The cleaning is yours. I'm going out to eat. If it isn't clean when I get back, you'll die!"

His scarlet Sharingan stared at Tai Long, and Han Yu's cold voice rang out. He patted Tai Long on the shoulder, making him shudder again.

"I... I understand. I'll finish it."

Tai Long answered while trembling, then climbed up, grabbed a broom, and started cleaning.

"Also, find someone to fix the door. Let's go. We're going to eat."

Han Yu called out to Huo Yuhao, then left the dormitory first.

Huo Yuhao looked at Tai Long sympathetically. He knew that Tai Long must have fallen under an illusion, just like the Mandala Snake.

No longer paying attention, he followed Han Yu out of the dormitory.

"Brother Han Yu, you two should be in the same dorm, right? You got into a conflict the first time you met. If you do this, what if you get expelled..."

Huo Yuhao looked at Han Yu cautiously and reminded him.

"There's nothing wrong with it. You have to know, on the Douluo Continent, strength is respected. If you want others to respect you, you have to show your strength."

Han Yu shook his head and paid no more attention to Huo Yuhao, taking the lead toward the cafeteria.

Behind him, a trace of gloom flashed through Huo Yuhao's eyes. Strength?

How could those of you with good talent understand my situation? If only I also had... The scene of the White Tiger Duke flashed through Huo Yuhao's mind, and a hint of hatred unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

The cafeteria was right behind the dormitory, and Han Yu soon arrived there.

Looking at the scene before him, he frowned. He had not expected there really to be no seats.

Was he really supposed to stand while eating?

At this moment, quite a few people were already squatting around, some standing, some crouching, all wolfing down their meals.

Han Yu went to the leftmost window and ordered three people's worth of food.

Through body tempering over the years, his appetite had increased quite a bit. It was slightly larger than an ordinary person's.

Huo Yuhao, meanwhile, went to the cheapest window and bought one serving of food. He glanced at Han Yu, a trace of envy flashing through his eyes, then found a corner, squatted down, and ate silently.

Han Yu did not pay attention to him. They were not close, and everyone had their own way of living. It was not something he could manage.

When it came to food, Han Yu never treated himself harshly. For a soul master, the body was very important.

"Right, I still have to think of a way to earn money. Teacher left without giving me a single coin. I wonder if he forgot, or..."

Looking at the meal in his hands that had cost several dozen Gold Soul Coins, Han Yu frowned. Fortunately, he had the payment Bei Bei had given him. Otherwise, he might have ended up even more miserable than Huo Yuhao.

He took out the small table he had prepared long ago, tossed it to the side, set down his food, and started eating.

"Who's that? He even brings his own table to eat?" a new student squatting while eating said to another student beside him, who also looked like a new student.

"Who knows? Shrek Academy rules say you can't take the food out. This student was probably prepared in advance. Whatever, hurry up and eat. After we're done, let's go stroll around Shrek Academy."

At the side, a trace of surprise flashed through Huo Yuhao's eyes. Then a flicker of inferiority crossed his gaze. He somewhat envied Han Yu's way of living.

One day, he too would stand openly and proudly before everyone and let others talk about him.

"Hey, kid. From the look of you, you're also a new student, right? Let's discuss something. Give me your table."

Just then, a somewhat deep voice rang out.

Han Yu looked up and saw a tall young man standing before him, looking at him with an arrogant expression.

It was a handsome yet icy face, with double pupils in his eyes and long golden hair parted down the middle from the top of his head.

Behind him was also a young girl. Her well-endowed figure made Han Yu unable to resist looking twice.

"Get lost!"

Han Yu frowned slightly. His pleasant mood while eating had been disturbed, and he felt a little unhappy. He lifted his head and simply stared at the young man.

This should be Dai Huabin, right? Double pupils.

In the corner, Huo Yuhao's body trembled violently as he glanced over from the corner of his eye.

"What did you say?" Dai Huabin's voice rose a few degrees, as if he had not expected this person in front of him to actually tell him to get lost.

Since he was young, no one had ever dared speak to him like this.

"The table is mine. I won't give it to you. Also, I said, get lost."

"Did you hear me clearly?"

Han Yu's somewhat impatient voice sounded again.

Those dismissive words thoroughly enraged the proud and arrogant Dai Huabin.

"Very good. Since I was little, not even my father has ever spoken to me like this. Yet you dare spout such arrogance."

Dai Huabin immediately flew into a rage. He slapped both hands on the table, and the powerful force caused it to split apart directly, spilling the food all over the ground.

Han Yu frowned deeply and glanced at the spilled food with some regret.

He had spent several dozen Gold Soul Coins buying this. He could not let it end like this.

"I don't have a son as old as you. Also, the table and the food—you have to compensate me double."

Dai Huabin was stunned at first, then reacted. "You dare act as my father?"

"Good boy."

"You're courting death!"

Dai Huabin shouted angrily, turning his fist into a palm and striking straight down at Han Yu's head.

A trace of disdain flashed across Han Yu's lips. His body twisted slightly to the left, and he dodged the heavy, powerful palm.

His palm struck nothing. Dai Huabin staggered and, carried by inertia, took a few steps forward.

Bang!

Han Yu's right foot shot out in an instant, striking dead center.

"Haha! Who's that? He fell flat on his face. He's really lost all face now!"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. He's one of the rare Soul Elder freshmen among the new students. If he hears you, you'll be in trouble."

The new students watching around them whispered among themselves in low voices.

What they thought was quiet was heard by Dai Huabin without missing a single word.

Dai Huabin's eyes widened, his face flushing red. He suddenly climbed to his feet and roared furiously.

"Kid, I want you dead! White Tiger Avatar!"

Dai Huabin could not hold back anymore. His hands turned into tiger claws, the character for "king" appeared on his forehead, and his skin was covered in black-and-white stripes.

Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings appeared!

"So it turns out you're just a little kitten with such a bad temper."

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