Douluo: I, Unrivaled Thief, Explosive King Returns Chapter 19

Slaves Flender and Dai Mubai, Encounter at the Great Soul Arena

"This really is so Tang San—asking for death!"

Unrivaled Thief spent an hour watching everything recorded in the Recording Crystal Ball.

He could not help but sigh. "Hehe, Tang San, you really have a good father! A Soul Saint and a Soul Elder just became your slaves like that."

What happened at Shrek Academy today had diverged greatly from the original story.

Although Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong still joined Shrek Academy, their relationship had already become extremely hostile.

Dai Mubai gave Tang San a brutal beating. Although he was ultimately injured by a Hidden Weapon, he still won.

And so Tang San bore a grudge against him.

Tang San was still able to join Shrek Academy after losing because Flender recognized Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at the end and learned that he was Yu Xiaogang's disciple.

But by the time he tried to make amends, it was already too late. Tang San had come to resent him as well.

Because of her terrible personality, Ning Rongrong had indirectly caused Tang San to be targeted by Flender.

For that, the petty Tang San bore a grudge against her too.

Flender and Dai Mubai might originally have had room to turn things around, but Tang Hao had used his status to bully the young that night.

He gave Flender and Dai Mubai two choices: become Tang San's slaves, or die.

Faced with the coercion of a Titled Douluo, both chose the former.

Tang Hao feared the force standing behind Ning Rongrong and did not directly make a move against her.

But with Flender becoming Tang San's slave, as long as Ning Rongrong remained at Shrek Academy, there would be plenty of time to retaliate against her.

That was everything that happened at Shrek Academy today.

Although it differed greatly from the original story, it was good news for Unrivaled Thief.

"Some things I did without thinking actually changed the plot so much. Fortunately, they were all changes favorable to me, indirectly weakening the strength of potential enemies."

Unrivaled Thief stopped dwelling on the matter and handed the Recording Crystal Ball back to Mighty Lion Douluo.

Mighty Lion Douluo looked at his calm expression and could not help speaking up.

"Hiss, don't you feel threatened at all? Tang Hao's son may have lost, but there's no question about his talent. He's also good at underhanded tricks. Don't you need to avoid his edge? Aren't you feeling any pressure?"

Unrivaled Thief pointed at himself, looking as though he had just heard a joke. "Me, avoid his edge? He should be the one avoiding mine!"

He knew Mighty Lion Douluo was comparing Tang San to ordinary geniuses.

"Tell me, what level is my Soul Power at now? What level is his?"

"You say he's good at underhanded tricks. Could he possibly be better at them than me? Hmm?"

"His old man is a Titled Douluo. Isn't my master a Titled Douluo too? Answer me, look me in the eyes!"

Although he did not understand the final sentence, Mighty Lion Douluo immediately came to his senses.

Yeah, why did I ask such a stupid question?

Tang Hao's son was only level twenty-nine at twelve years old, while Unrivaled Thief was already fucking level forty at twelve!

And underhanded tricks?

Who the fuck could outplay him at that?

His third soul skill was so underhanded it was beyond belief. Even he himself had to use it with extreme caution.

Mighty Lion Douluo felt like an idiot just now, wondering why he had asked such a brain-dead question.

Did Unrivaled Thief, who had become Spirit Hall's Holy Son, need to avoid anyone's edge?

Unrivaled Thief seemed to see through his thoughts and rolled his eyes. "Fourth Brother, if you have nothing to do, go get your brain checked. Don't ask me such wise questions in the future."

Without giving Mighty Lion Douluo a chance to argue, he turned around, returned to the wooden cabin, slammed the door shut, and went to sleep.

Outside the wooden cabin, someone stood in the wind, utterly disheveled.

The next day, inside the Great Soul Arena.

"Get down there! Thunderous Ghost Whirlwind Dart!"

On the arena stage, Rebel Son was overwhelmingly suppressing a level thirty-eight Agility Attack Type Soul Elder.

The two darts seemed to possess tracking capabilities and slashed heavily into the Soul Elder's body.

The terrifying impact sent him flying straight off the stage.

On another stage, Thief Father also erupted.

The Diamond Ice Dust Fist made its first appearance, directly freezing a level thirty-eight Power Attack Type Battle Soul Elder and winning the match.

There was even less need to mention Shifty-eyed Thief and Zhu Zhuqing. They crushed their opponents and claimed victory.

That day, Rebel Son and the other three won every one of their Soul Fighting matches.

Unrivaled Thief nodded in satisfaction. This was the development he wanted to see.

But the next moment, a familiar clamorous voice rang out.

"Boss! That move of mine today, 'Thunderous Ghost Whirlwind Dart,' was cool as hell, right?! Purple lightning split the sky, and the entire audience's jaws dropped!"

Rebel Son shook his wrist with a smug look, as if he had not thrown darts just now but summoned a bolt of heavenly lightning.

"Heh, your darts are only good for making noise!"

Thief Father sneered, clenching his fist as cold air spilled out. "When I unleashed one Diamond Ice Dust Fist, my opponent froze straight into an ice sculpture. The referee almost thought I killed him in one hit!"

After saying that, he exaggeratedly shook his shoulders, imitating the way his frozen opponent had cracked apart with a "crack."

"Tch, and you guys have the nerve to brag about those flashy tricks?" Shifty-eyed Thief suddenly drew the Fire Cloud Blade, its edge blazing with fire.

"When my Flying Blade Rock-Breaking Slash came down, three bolts of thunderfire blade energy carved trenches right through the arena! A girl in the audience even shouted for me to do it again. Ah, what a shame. My opponent couldn't withstand a second strike."

He winked at the two of them with a sleazy grin. "Now this is what you call strength and spectacle together. Get it?"

"Fourth Brother, quit acting tough! Your opponent didn't even have more Soul Power than you. Is winning that really something to be proud of?"

"Exactly! We won against stronger opponents. You little runt think you can compare yourself to us? Dream on!"

Seeing themselves being belittled, Rebel Son and Thief Father joined forces to attack Shifty-eyed Thief.

Shifty-eyed Thief did not back down in the slightest, taking on both of them alone.

Unrivaled Thief stood nearby listening, veins throbbing on his forehead. In a flash, he appeared before them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After three dull thuds, Rebel Son and the other two crouched on the ground with their hands over their heads, tears glistening in their eyes.

"You've only won once and you're already this arrogant. If you won for a few more days, would you fly straight into the sky?"

Unrivaled Thief looked as though he hated iron for not becoming steel and snarled, "From now on, whoever loses a Soul Fighting match will spar with me alone for an entire day!"

The moment they heard the words "spar alone," Rebel Son and the other two shuddered violently and repeatedly shook their heads.

Zhu Zhuqing watched the scene in astonishment. She had never expected the bond between Unrivaled Thief and his four brothers to run so deep.

Even though Rebel Son and the other two were beaten every day, they had never developed even the slightest dissatisfaction toward Unrivaled Thief.

She had never seen such brotherhood before.

Unrivaled Thief did not want to put that much pressure on them either, but he had no choice.

If they did not work hard, Tang San might very well surpass them.

The reason he had not gone to obtain his fourth Soul Ring was mainly because he was waiting for Shifty-eyed Thief.

"In a few more days, Fourth Brother should be able to break through to level thirty. We'll go obtain Soul Rings together. Otherwise, if one goes today and another tomorrow, it'll waste too much time."

Unrivaled Thief looked at the aggrieved Rebel Son and the other two and understood that he could not truly push them to death.

"That's enough for today. Go back and rest."

The moment they heard the word "rest," Rebel Son and the other two immediately came back to life.

Unrivaled Thief had no choice but to spoil his three troublesome little brothers.

The next day, Unrivaled Thief and the other four did not arrive at the Soul Fighting Arena until noon.

But the moment they arrived, a group of five approached them, led by a blue-haired youth.

Unrivaled Thief grew interested. He blocked their path and stared directly at the blond youth.

"Well, if it isn't the famous Young Master Dai of Suotuo City, the one who loves sleeping on the streets?"

Initial Encounter with Tang San, Turmoil Rises at the Soul Fighting Arena

At the entrance of the Great Soul Arena, Dai Mubai's originally handsome face twisted like that of an evil ghost upon hearing those words.

Humiliation burned in his golden eyes as he glared fixedly at Unrivaled Thief, who stood in his way.

"It's you!" Dai Mubai's voice seemed squeezed out through clenched teeth, carrying barely suppressed rage. "Last time, my legs just went weak. Otherwise, did you really think you could defeat me?"

Unrivaled Thief raised an eyebrow and swept his gaze over him.

This guy looked even more haggard than he had half a month ago. His eye sockets were sunken, his complexion pale, making him look like an addict who had indulged himself too much.

After becoming Tang San's slave yesterday, his days probably had not been easy.

But what did that have to do with me?

"Your legs went weak?" Unrivaled Thief sneered sarcastically. "Young Master Dai, it seems not only your legs are weak now. Even your back is bent, isn't it?"

Hearing the hidden jab, Dai Mubai's face instantly flushed red, and his fists clenched with crackling sounds.

Behind him, Ma Hongjun, who had proudly accepted becoming Tang San's lackey, jumped out and cursed loudly.

"Bullshit! Boss Dai is a level thirty-seven Soul Elder! If he hadn't been weak that day, how could you possibly have beaten him?"

Ma Hongjun had passed out cold that day and had no idea what happened afterward, yet he was yapping wildly now.

As one of the people involved, Dai Mubai's face was beet red. He wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground.

Before Unrivaled Thief could speak, Shifty-eyed Thief behind him had already exploded.

"Well, if it isn't that useless bastard Boss knocked down with one punch?" Shifty-eyed Thief dug at his ear mockingly. "What, now that you've become someone's dog, you dare come out and bark again?"

Thief Father covered his nose even more exaggeratedly. "Second Brother, do you smell that? What a strong stench of a bootlicker!"

Rebel Son cooperatively pinched his nose. "Ugh, no wonder the air in the Great Soul Arena suddenly feels so polluted!"

Unrivaled Thief looked at Ma Hongjun and teased, "You were put to sleep on the street with one move by me. Everyone in Suotuo City knows about it, but you don't. How pitiful."

Dai Mubai trembled with rage at those words, his Soul Power leaking out uncontrollably.

Just as he was about to explode, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

"Mubai, calm down."

The blue-clothed youth slowly stepped forward, a hypocritical smile on his seemingly gentle face.

Although Dai Mubai was deeply dissatisfied with Tang San ordering him around, he had been forced to become Tang San's slave last night.

He did not dare disobey a Titled Douluo's command and could only close his eyes in humiliation and stand to the side.

Unrivaled Thief narrowed his eyes and thought, So this is Tang San? He looks ordinary, but he gives me a very gloomy feeling.

"This friend." Tang San cupped his hands, his voice so gentle it was nauseating. "I am Tang San. Might I ask if we could become friends?"

He appears to be around my age, yet he defeated Dai Mubai in a single move.

If I can get him to join Shrek Academy and become my fighter, he would surely be an excellent fit.

But before Unrivaled Thief could speak, Rebel Son behind him burst into exaggerated laughter.

"Become friends? Who the hell are you? You think you're worthy of being our boss's friend?!"

Thief Father spat directly at the ground and mocked, "You're only a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster. You can't even beat me, yet you want to be friends with my boss? Who are you trying to fool, acting all high and mighty?"

Shifty-eyed Thief looked around. His Soul Power was about equal to Tang San's, so he was not qualified to mock him.

Tang San's smile immediately froze on his face. He had thought recruiting Unrivaled Thief would be easy.

His expression changed instantly, his face turning so gloomy it seemed water could drip from it.