Douluo: Opening with a Furious Clash Against the Grandmaster

Hearing that, Lu Fei was instantly displeased.

Who was the real biological child here?

What he got in return, however, was a hefty slap from his dad.

He immediately behaved himself.

After dinner, Lu Yu took Lu Fei back to his own courtyard.

Lu Yu took out an iron sword and said, "Xiao Fei, listen carefully. Outside the village is nothing like here. If you aren't strong enough, you'll only get beaten up—or even lose your life."

"This time, I won't let you do whatever you want like before. Don't blame me for not warning you when you get put in your place."

Seeing the serious look on Lu Yu's face, Lu Fei was honestly somewhat afraid.

After all, he knew Lu Yu's strength. He knew even more than his parents did. He knew that Lu Yu had once spent a period of time fighting wild beasts in the Back Mountain.

After the warning, Lu Yu started from the beginning and personally taught Lu Fei the key points of the Basic Sword Technique.

Not paying attention?

A backhanded slap.

Complaining about hardship and exhaustion?

Another slap.

Crying?

Keep hitting until he stopped crying.

Running?

He could run thirty-nine meters first.

This time, Lu Yu was exceptionally strict.

After taking several slaps, Lu Fei finally behaved himself.

There was no helping it.

He couldn't win in a fight, and telling the adults might just earn him another beating.

Even tears were useless.

He could only study properly.

Thus, throughout the entire afternoon, screams and crying could occasionally be heard coming from Lu Yu's courtyard, even drawing the neighbors' attention midway through.

But once they saw that it was Lu Fei getting beaten, the neighbors quickly left.

Lu Yu had been sensible since he was little.

There had to be a reason for Lu Fei to get beaten.

The wonderful time flew by amid painful torment.

It was time for dinner.

Back at Lu Fei's home, his family felt somewhat distressed seeing his reddened eyes, but ultimately said nothing.

After dinner, Lu Fei moved into Lu Yu's house.

Lu Yu passed the Heaven Origin Technique on to Lu Fei, and only then did a smile finally appear on Lu Fei's face.

Compared to sword practice, cultivating Soul Power was clearly a benefit.

The night passed without incident.

The next morning, they continued practicing swordsmanship, while the afternoon was spent practicing movement techniques.

The following days were all the same: sword practice in the morning, movement techniques in the afternoon, and Soul Power cultivation at night. Their routine gradually became fixed.

Lu Fei's talent was not particularly high. It took him a full month just to barely reach the introductory level in both the Basic Sword Technique and Basic Movement Technique.

Lu Yu had only needed seven days back then.

After reaching the introductory level, further improvement could not be achieved through practice alone. They had to experience real combat. Only by applying what they had learned in battle could they break through the bottleneck.

But where could they find real combat in the countryside?

So Lu Yu took Lu Fei into the Back Mountain.

They fought wild beasts.

That was how Lu Yu had come up as well.

To Lu Fei, it was practically hellish.

Just like that, another two months passed.

Over three months, Lu Yu and Lu Fei's Soul Power Levels rose by two levels.

That pace was fairly decent.

The Heaven Origin Technique deserved some of the credit.

Of course, the main reason was that their levels were low, making cultivation easier. As their levels rose, their cultivation speed would only grow slower and slower.

Then there was Lu Fei's progress.

After two consecutive months of life-and-death tempering, although the Basic Sword Technique was still stuck at the introductory level, his movement technique had reached the minor mastery stage.

Lu Yu was left rather speechless, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He was probably the kind of agile fat guy people talked about.

One day, the village chief came to find Lu Yu and Lu Fei and informed them that they would be heading to Nuoding City with Tang San from Holy Soul Village the next day.

Lu Yu was somewhat surprised by this.

Only after asking did he learn why.

It turned out that the village only had one work-study student slot. Back then, the village chief had planned to borrow one from Holy Soul Village and take the chance to show off.

In the end, they had produced one as well.

Later, they simply agreed to head to Nuoding City together when school started.

That way, the children could look after one another.

As for the work-study student slot, if Holy Soul Village could not provide one, there was still Wang Soul Village.

This time, there were no surprises.

Wang Soul Village was not stingy either. After all, there was no telling when they might need help in this regard someday.

And so, the matter was settled.

The next day, Lu Yu and Lu Fei got up early. After breakfast, they set out with the village chief to meet up with Tang San and the others.

Before leaving, however, Lu Yu secretly left ten Gold Soul Coins and a letter for his family.

He did not dare leave too much, afraid that he would not be able to explain it clearly.

As for where the ten coins had come from.

Lu Yu's explanation in the letter was rather flimsy. He bluntly claimed that he had picked them up in the mountains.

Whether they believed it or not was none of his business.

They could not possibly come all the way to Nuoding City to ask him, could they? Or put up a lost-and-found notice?

Half an hour later, Lu Yu's group met Tang San and Old Jack at the official road junction. Seeing the three parts surprise and seven parts fighting spirit in Tang San's eyes,

Lu Yu gave him a look that said, Idiot.

Although he really wanted to give Tang San a good beating, it was still uncertain whether he could win. And he could not forget that Tang Hao was lurking in the shadows.

With Tang San's personality, if he lost to Lu Yu, his mindset might collapse outright. Then Tang Hao might be unable to stand it and come out looking for trouble.

Who could Lu Yu complain to then?

"Come, Xiao Yu, Xiao Fei." Old Jack warmly pulled the two over to Tang San. "This is Tang San from our village."

As he spoke, he introduced Lu Yu and Lu Fei to Tang San as well.

Then he earnestly said, "Children, although you are not from the same village, you do not live far apart. In the future, at school and even in the world of Soul Masters, you must help and support one another."

Support one another?

Lu Yu sneered inwardly. I'll definitely support him properly.

Though he was dismissive in his heart, Lu Yu still said obediently on the surface, "Grandpa Jack, don't worry. We'll definitely be united and friendly, helping each other out."

Lu Fei nodded like a pecking chick.

As for Tang San.

He remained silent, as if he had not taken Old Jack's words to heart at all.

For Tang San to help and support two little brats? Impossible. Never trusting anyone easily was a rule of the Tang Sect.

Even if they were only two children.

The Grandmaster Appears

That afternoon, Lu Yu's group arrived in Nuoding City.

Along the way, Old Jack told Lu Yu and the other two quite a few things about Soul Master Academies.

Lu Yu could not quite figure it out.

How did the chief of a remote village know so much about Soul Master Academies?

He even began to wonder whether this Old Jack might be the Soul Saint from Holy Soul Village who had been missing for so long.

Of course, no one was destined to answer those doubts for him.

As they entered Nuoding City, Old Jack said, "Xiao San, Xiao Yu, Xiao Fei, once your grandpas send you to the academy, we'll head back. You must listen carefully to your teachers at the academy."

Lu Yu did not think much of it.

What else could they do if they did not return? They could not stay in Nuoding City and accompany them through school, could they?

He was not some child.

Tang San, on the other hand, was clearly a little flustered. "Grandpa Jack, you're leaving so soon?"

Lu Yu found that utterly speechless.

You were a transmigrator, not an actual child.

What the hell were you panicking about?

Old Jack smiled bitterly. "Inns are not places poor people like us can afford to stay. You must work hard. When Grandpa sees you next time, I hope you will have become a Soul Master. Then our Holy Soul Village will be proud of you."

The village chief did not say much.

With Lu Yu there, he was completely at ease. There was no need for excessive reminders.

After asking around along the way, they soon arrived in the western part of the city. Looking at the tall arched gate of Notting Academy, even Lu Yu could not help feeling emotional.

Notting Academy, I'm here.

Grandmaster, are you ready?

"Brother Yu, what are you smiling about?" Seeing the faint smile at the corner of Lu Yu's lips, Lu Fei asked curiously.

"Uh..."

Lu Yu shot him an irritated glare.

"What are you doing here? Is this a place country bumpkins like you can come?" The moment they approached the gates of Notting Academy, the gatekeeper stopped them.

Old Jack hurried forward with a smile. "Sir, we're from a village outside the city. These three children are work-study students sent by our village. Could you tell us what procedures we need to complete?"

The gatekeeper frowned and said in a mocking tone, "A phoenix can come out of a grass nest? A lousy village actually has people with Soul Power? And there are three at once? Don't tell me you're impersonating someone?"

Looking at the arrogant gatekeeper, Lu Yu's lips curled slightly.

It was Tang San's turn to act.

He glanced sideways at Tang San. Sure enough, the guy's brows had already furrowed, looking ready to explode at any moment.

A flicker of anger also crossed Old Jack's eyes, but Soul Masters were not people he could afford to offend. He still patiently took out the certificate issued by Spirit Hall.