My Sign-in Life in Douluo

Jiang Siming glared at Ma Hongjun. Freeing up one hand, he gave a casual wave, and the pressure from Meng Shenji dissipated instantly.

The four Soul Douluo stared at Jiang Siming in disbelief.

"Zhuqing, could you please get down first? You're making it a bit hard for me to handle!" Jiang Siming gritted his teeth and said. He would be mocked by everyone if he said it, but if he didn't, he really couldn't hold it in anymore, which might be even more embarrassing later.

Zhuqing Zhuqing let out an "en," released her hands from Jiang Siming's neck, and held his hand tightly with her left.

Her slender fingers were soft as if boneless, and their hands were clasped together, fingers intertwined.

"Can you two stop? Even if you're showing off your affection, mind the occasion!" Flender finally couldn't help but speak up, spreading his hands helplessly.

"How did you do that?" Meng Shenji finally asked.

Before Jiang Siming could answer, an arrogant voice shattered the current silence.

"Royal Uncle, that's them! Drive them all out!" A highly arrogant youth said, standing beside a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious robes.

"It's you—" The middle-aged man was only halfway through his posturing when he was abruptly interrupted by the old man behind him.

"Little Monster?" The old man was none other than Dugu Bo.

"Old man, hahahahaha." Jiang Siming couldn't help but laugh; was this the start of a face-slapping scene?

The hearts of the Shrek group, which had just been lifted, suddenly settled. They hadn't expected the other side to bring a Title Douluo, but what they expected even less was that Jiang Siming was very familiar with this Title Douluo.

Meanwhile, Xue Beng and Prince Xue Xing, who had failed to act tough, were left stunned.

"What are you laughing at, brat?" Dugu Bo asked, crossing his arms over his chest in defiance.

"I'm saying, old man, when did you become a hired thug? A dignified Title Douluo bullying children?" Jiang Siming teased, winking at Dugu Bo.

"Hmph!" Dugu Bo let out a soft snort, turned around, and said to Xue Beng and Prince Xue Xing, "Your Highness, Prince Xue Xing, I wonder if you could grant this old man a favor? Let this matter pass, how about that?"

"Senior Dugu, these people have offended the dignity of the royal family. I hope Senior Dugu will punish them severely," Xue Beng said sincerely, acting as if he were the victim.

Dugu Bo ignored Xue Beng's words.

The two of them instantly felt they had lost face, and their expressions turned sour. Although they held noble status, Dugu Bo was a Title Douluo, after all. Furthermore, he was a guest advisor to the royal family and held significant sway before Emperor Xue Ye.

"Old man, don't make things difficult for them. We weren't planning on staying at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy anyway," Jiang Siming said indifferently.

"Little Monster, are you sure?" Dugu Bo asked, puzzled.

Grandmaster, standing to the side, felt a bit anxious; after all, they had come specifically for the complete facilities of Heaven Dou Imperial Academy.

The four Soul Douluo were also anxious, as they could see that Jiang Siming was the one who could speak for the group.

"Young friend, don't be hasty. Heaven Dou Imperial Academy very much hopes for you to join," Meng Shenji said hurriedly.

Xue Beng and Prince Xue Xing's faces turned even darker; wasn't this a blatant slap to the face?

"A twisted melon is never sweet, why stay here and make yourself unwelcome? Thank you for the kindness of the four instructors. Besides, Dean Flender should have a way, right?" Jiang Siming winked at Flender and smiled meaningfully.

The crowd was left bewildered. Only Flender gave an awkward smile, feeling shocked inside, How does this kid know?

"Old man, I'm sure. Just come with us, that matter of yours can be resolved." After saying this, Jiang Siming pulled Zhuqing and walked out, inadvertently unleashing his Aura of Hegemony, his every step filled with an air of superiority.

The four instructors still wanted to persuade them to stay, but the group followed Jiang Siming out one after another. Compared to a few well-meaning strangers who were Soul Douluo and two arrogant royal scions, they were more willing to trust their own family and friends.

Dugu Bo also followed them out, ignoring Xue Beng and Prince Xue Xing standing to the side. However, no one saw the lingering resentment and unwillingness slowly fading from the two men's faces.

Chapter 44: Enlightenment Under the Morning Sun

The group left Heaven Dou Imperial Academy.

"Siming, what are your plans?" Grandmaster asked, puzzled. Based on his understanding of Jiang Siming, he was not an impulsive person.

"Teacher, you'll have to ask Dean Flender about that. I suspect he wasn't counting on joining Heaven Dou Imperial Academy anyway," Jiang Siming shifted the blame directly onto Flender.

"Flender, what is going on here?" Grandmaster felt like he had been kept in the dark.

"Xiaogang, don't be anxious. Actually, I had already scouted out another advanced academy," Flender waved his hand hurriedly, glaring at Jiang Siming, who was acting as if he had nothing to do with it.

"Little Monster, the problem with my body should be solvable now, right?" Dugu Bo couldn't help but speak up from the side.

"Looking for me is useless, you need to find Tang San," Jiang Siming gestured with his chin.

Tang San heard this and offered a wry smile; he was the labor force without a salary.

After some discussion, they decided that Jiang Siming, Tang San, and Dugu Bo would go to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, while the others would follow Flender.

On the way to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

"Little Monster, you're quite famous now. Someone in the Heaven Dou royal family is actually interested in you," Dugu Bo said with some curiosity. Jiang Siming naturally knew Dugu Bo was referring to the M4A1.

"I have to warn you, you've likely already caught the attention of Spirit Hall. If you participate in this year's Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, I'm afraid it will be a perilous journey!" Dugu Bo warned Jiang Siming. Spirit Hall might need a living Jiang Siming for now, but if his strength were exposed and became uncontrollable, Spirit Hall might eliminate this uncertain variable.

"Oh my! Being too handsome is truly a difficult thing to deal with," Jiang Siming said narcissistically.

Dugu Bo watched Jiang Siming, who didn't seem to care at all, and shook his head helplessly. In Dugu Bo's eyes, Jiang Siming was indeed a genius, but if a genius died young, they were nothing.

"Tang San, I have something here, take a look for me." Jiang Siming took the M4A1 and two bullets out of his soul storage device. This M4A1 was the very one Jiang Siming had given to Ning Fengzhi. When Jiang Siming left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he had specifically brought this original piece out.

After all, those replicas were just superficial imitations. The Douluo world didn't focus on weapons, and firearms were considered precision instruments; Jiang Siming wasn't entirely confident in those replicas.

Tang San, who had been thinking about the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, looked at the M4A1 in Jiang Siming's hand with curiosity.

"Brother Siming, what is this?" Tang San vaguely felt it was a weapon. With his exceptional spiritual power, he sensed a signal of danger from the M4A1.