Douluo: Starting Out by Rebuking the Grandmaster

Bibi Dong smiled, leaving Yue Guan below utterly stunned.

He had followed Bibi Dong for so many years.

When had he ever seen Bibi Dong smile?

Perhaps realizing she had lost her composure, Bibi Dong immediately resumed her lofty demeanor.

Then she said, "Make the trip yourself and verify whether the information is true. If it is, agree to any demands they have. I only want the result."

"Yes, Your Holiness."

Although he felt it was making a mountain out of a molehill for a Title Douluo like himself to invite two little brats, Yue Guan could not refuse the Pope's order.

Besides, he also wanted to see what was so special about those two little brats that they had actually won a smile from the Pope.

"Right!"

Just as Yue Guan turned to leave, Bibi Dong's voice sounded behind him again.

He turned back and asked, "Your Holiness, do you have any other instructions?"

Bibi Dong said, "Keep this trip low-key."

The Grandmaster was at Notting Academy, and Bibi Dong had complicated feelings about him.

If one said she still liked him, those feelings seemed to have faded.

If one said she no longer liked him, she had not completely forgotten him either.

She could not tell whether it was reluctance or affection.

Perhaps maintaining the status quo and never seeing each other again was the best ending.

That was why she did not wish to disturb him.

"Low-key?" Yue Guan looked at Bibi Dong in confusion. "Your Holiness, how exactly should I keep it low-key?"

Bibi Dong said flatly, "Do not go to Notting Academy."

"Yes!"

In an instant, Yue Guan understood why.

"Brother Yu, you're going to work me to death." Lu Fei looked at Lu Yu pitifully.

The past two days had truly exhausted him.

At first, he had not thought much of it. There were only a few more people, after all. Teaching one person was teaching, and teaching a group was still teaching.

But he had never expected people to be this stupid.

Some things were obviously very simple, yet he often had to teach them carefully countless times before they could barely understand.

One would have been fine, but every last one of them was like this.

It was practically killing him.

Lu Yu said irritably, "Don't think you can look down on others just because you've learned it. You weren't much better back then."

Lu Yu had watched Lu Fei teach a few times.

Although Xiao Chenyu and the others might not have talents equal to Lu Fei's, the gap was not that great. In the end, it was simply because Lu Fei now stood in a different position.

What comes easily to those who know it is difficult for those who do not.

That described him perfectly.

Back then, Lu Yu had suffered plenty at Lu Fei's hands.

Now he knew what pain felt like?

Heh.

Lu Fei protested, "What do you mean I wasn't much better than them? When was I ever that stupid? They need two days just to learn how to draw a sword."

"Heh!" Lu Yu mocked him without mercy. "That's right. You didn't take two days. You only took a day and a half."

Lu Fei was instantly speechless.

Lu Yu thought about it.

He really could not let Lu Fei spend all his time on Xiao Chenyu and the others. After all, Lu Fei also needed time to practice Lingbo Microsteps.

So Lu Yu said, "How about this? Starting today, we'll take turns by the day. That way, you'll have free time to practice Lingbo Microsteps too."

"Thank you, Brother Yu! You're the best, Brother Yu! I love you to death!" Lu Fei was immediately overcome with gratitude and leaned closer like some kind of pervert.

"Get lost." Lu Yu kicked him away with a look of disgust.

Lu Fei did not mind at all. Instead, he happily tossed out a few flattering words before skipping out of Dorm Seven.

After glancing around the empty dormitory, Lu Yu walked outside, looked up at the sky, and murmured, "The people from Spirit City should be arriving soon. I just wonder what level of figure they'll send."

To be honest, he did not have much confidence that he could become Bibi Dong's disciple. His talent and potential were right there for all to see.

Although the Soul Ring Limit-Breaking Method was precious, it only proved that he had a sharp mind. But this world was, in the end, one where strength reigned supreme.

Without enough talent, no matter how clever one was, one's future achievements would ultimately be limited. Compared with true geniuses, he still lacked a certain foundation.

But no matter what, he still had to give it a try.

If he did not try, how would he know the result?

Once this matter was settled, it would be time for them to leave Notting Academy.

After all, their strength was not reflected solely in their Soul Power Level.

Movement techniques and swordsmanship were equally crucial.

And ever since Tang San had ceased to be useful, there was no longer any point in staying at Notting Academy. It would only waste time.

They needed real combat, genuine life-and-death combat.

Their talents were inferior to Tang San's, so every second mattered. He did not want to waste all six years here with him.

But he would not go to Spirit City for the time being either.

He feared that once he and Lu Fei experienced the life of those above others, they would become complacent. It was not yet time to choose comfort.

He also had to think of a way to deal with Dugu Bo.

Looking across the entirety of the first Douluo story, there were not many people in the protagonist's camp whom he thought highly of.

Dugu Bo was one of them.

Who would not want a friend so loyal and righteous?

So if possible, he still wanted to see whether he could win Dugu Bo over himself. Only if that failed would he consider borrowing Spirit Hall's power.

And although this guy's strength placed him only at the bottom among Title Douluo, he could reduce everyone else to nothing but Title Douluo.

Such a bug-like existence had to become a friend, or he would have to find a way to eliminate him.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

One only had to look at the original story. If Spirit Hall had not possessed enough top-tier combat power, Dugu Bo alone could have wiped Spirit Hall out.

Then what would Tang San have left to do?

Therefore, Dugu Bo had to be won over. Whether he succeeded depended on whether the system came through. If it truly did not work, then all he could do was say sorry.

"System, system, I'm willing to trade Lu Fei's lifelong bachelorhood for medical knowledge. Alchemy would be even better."

Lu Yu clasped his hands together and prayed silently.

As for Lu Fei...

They were brothers. For the sake of their future, Lu Fei would just have to suffer a little.

People Arrive from Spirit City

Over the next two days, Lu Yu and Lu Fei took turns teaching Xiao Chenyu and the others swordsmanship.

As for movement techniques...

They could wait until Xiao Chenyu and the others had learned swordsmanship first.

Swordsmanship alone was already enough for them to study. If they taught movement techniques as well, it would no longer be a question of whether Xiao Chenyu and the others could absorb it.

Lu Yu and Lu Fei simply would not be able to endure that kind of torment.

At noon that day, shortly after they finished eating, the gatekeeper came looking for them. He said someone was waiting at the academy gate and claimed to be from Spirit Hall.

Lu Yu immediately understood. The people from Spirit City had arrived.

Without hesitating further, he told Xiao Chenyu and the others to practice freely that afternoon, then headed toward the academy gate with Lu Fei.

When they reached the academy entrance, Lu Yu spotted the visibly delighted Su Yuntao from afar.

It seemed the people from Spirit City had indeed arrived.

And for Su Yuntao to be this excited, the visitor's identity was probably not ordinary. It might even be a Title Douluo; otherwise, Su Yuntao would not be so thrilled.

"Master Su Yuntao, what did you need me for?" Although Lu Yu knew what was happening, he naturally could not reveal it.

Su Yuntao explained, "Someone wishes to see you, so please come with me."

He did not mention that he had reported their information to Spirit City, drawing the attention of Spirit Hall's higher-ups.

After all, doing so without permission was somewhat improper. To avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, it was better to let those above explain it themselves.

Hearing this, Lu Fei looked at Lu Yu with an expression that said, just as you predicted, Brother Yu.

But his little movement did not escape Su Yuntao's notice, causing a trace of confusion to appear on Su Yuntao's face.

What did that mean?

Had they already guessed it?

That should not have been possible.

Unless...

Although Su Yuntao was young, he was not stupid. He quickly guessed the reason, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Damn it.

He had actually been schemed against by two little brats. All these years, had he lived them into a dog's belly?

Lu Yu shot Lu Fei an annoyed glare.

This guy really was...

Still too young.

Lu Fei clearly realized the problem as well. He gave Lu Yu an embarrassed smile and felt rather awkward.

"Since that's the case, let's go." Since the other party had already seen through them, there was nothing left to say. Lu Yu could only use this to change the subject.

Then the three of them headed toward Spirit Hall.

Before long, led by Su Yuntao, Lu Yu and Lu Fei arrived at the second floor of Spirit Hall once more and stopped before an office door.

"Knock, knock, knock..." Su Yuntao knocked softly, then respectfully reported, "Your Excellency, Lu Yu and Lu Fei have arrived."

Hearing this, Lu Yu thought, Just as expected.

The only people who could be addressed as "Your Excellency" were Title Douluo.

He just did not know which one had come.

"Come in."

The moment Lu Yu heard the androgynous voice from inside, he knew who it was. Who else could it be but Chrysanthemum Douluo?

Su Yuntao carefully pushed open the door, but he did not enter immediately. Instead, he stepped aside and gestured for Lu Yu and Lu Fei to go in first.

Lu Yu did not stand on ceremony and led Lu Fei into the room.

Looking over, there were only two people inside.

One was their old acquaintance, Ma Xiunuo, who was standing respectfully to one side in attendance.

As for the one seated, who else could it be but Chrysanthemum Douluo? Although this was their first meeting, the man was simply too recognizable.