Douluo: Starting Out by Clashing with the Grandmaster

Tang San hurriedly accepted the money. Though he said thank you, there was little gratitude in his eyes. Wasn't this only natural in his view?

As an unparalleled genius, he had taken a useless man as his master, yet the man could neither protect his path nor provide him with good soul rings.

So what was wrong with using a little of his money?

"Ah... I'm so full."

After returning to the dormitory, Xiao Wu lay directly on one of the beds, rubbing her stomach with a deeply satisfied look.

Nuoding City was not large, so Lu Yu did not take them around for long. He merely bought bedding and daily necessities, then treated them to a good meal before returning.

Looking at the empty dormitory, Lu Yu could not help feeling curious.

Had that guy Tang San sent the Grandmaster to the crematorium?

Why had he not returned yet?

However, his attention soon shifted to the new mission he had not yet checked.

[Mission: Give Tang San a Thorough Beating]

[Mission Details: A protagonist should act like a protagonist. The host needs to make the former protagonist realize who the real boss is now.]

[Mission Reward: Nine Absolutes Sword Technique—Flash Shadow Triple Kill]

This system was really trying to stir things up.

After clashing with the Grandmaster, it had him beat Xiao Wu.

After beating Xiao Wu, it wanted him to beat Tang San.

So after beating Tang San, who would he have to beat next?

Tang Hao?

Lu Yu felt somewhat helpless.

Give Tang San a thorough beating?

With his current strength, it would already be good enough if he could defeat Tang San.

And it wanted him to thoroughly beat him.

Tang San might have lost to Xiao Wu, but that was because Xiao Wu was a girl.

He would not show Lu Yu any mercy.

Still, the reward was rather interesting. This damn sword technique was being rewarded in separate parts.

Could it not just give him the whole thing at once?

"Xiao Wu..."

That guy Lu Fei suddenly sidled up to Xiao Wu with an overly eager smile.

"What?"

Xiao Wu looked at him warily.

This guy clearly had no good intentions.

"Well..." Lu Fei said awkwardly, "could you fight me again?"

"Fight what? I just finished eating. It's not suitable to do strenuous exercise." Xiao Wu rolled her eyes at him and refused without a second thought.

"Uh..."

Lu Fei froze on the spot, not knowing what to say.

"Just one fight, just one. A tiny little one..." Lu Fei began pleading, making Lu Yu shudder.

What the hell? Why was he acting cute now?

Tsk tsk... disgusting.

"Eugh... You're a grown man, why are you so disgusting? Don't come near me. Stay away from me." Xiao Wu was thoroughly disgusted by him as well and hurriedly got up and jumped away.

Lu Fei said seriously, "I'm not a man. I'm a boy."

Lu Yu shook his head and ignored the two of them, instead focusing his consciousness on the system inventory.

Lingbo Microsteps, Soul Beast Encyclopedia.

Lu Yu accepted them one by one.

Very quickly, all the information about Lingbo Microsteps merged with his original memories, as though he had learned it through years of effort.

It was impossible to forget even if he wanted to.

Moreover, perhaps because his Basic Movement Technique had reached perfection and his understanding of movement techniques was sufficiently thorough, Lu Yu quickly comprehended Lingbo Microsteps.

He had only reached the beginner stage, but that was absolutely enough for the current phase.

Then came the Soul Beast Encyclopedia.

The amount of information was far greater than that of Lingbo Microsteps. All kinds of Soul Beast information—their traits, weaknesses, and so on—were quickly absorbed by Lu Yu.

In an instant, he went from being a novice with only a superficial understanding of Soul Beasts to an expert. In this world, there was likely no one with a deeper understanding of Soul Beasts than him.

While making her bed, Xiao Wu deliberately chose a spot beside Lu Yu.

Lu Yu could not help sighing. "That money wasn't wasted."

Soon, Wang Sheng and the others returned to the dormitory one after another.

However, what puzzled Lu Yu was that Tang San still had not appeared.

Had the Grandmaster been angered to death?

Fortunately, just as the sky was about to grow dark, Tang San finally arrived carrying his bedding.

It seemed that guy had still taken the Grandmaster as his teacher.

This must have been the pull of fate.

Some things destined to happen were difficult to change.

Lu Yu could not help glancing sideways at Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu was currently studying Tang San with a curious expression, as though something about him had drawn her attention.

Lu Yu frowned slightly.

This was not a good sign.

It seemed that Tang San and Xiao Wu getting together in the original story had not been entirely due to strength. There had to be some factor he did not know about.

For example, Tang San's bloodline.

Tang San's mother was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and Xiao Wu was also a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Both had come from the Star Dou Forest.

They should have known each other.

Tang San had inherited his mother's martial soul, so he must carry Ah Yin's aura. Perhaps that was what had attracted Xiao Wu to him.

After entering the dormitory, Tang San merely glanced at Lu Yu and Lu Fei before choosing a bed and beginning to make it without saying a word.

Lu Yu saw resentment in his eyes.

Lu Yu frowned slightly.

Could this guy have held a grudge against him because he had angered the Grandmaster until he vomited blood?

Lu Fei Lost Again

Given his personality, he was certainly capable of that.

After all, in the original story, Wang Sheng had kindly invited him to eat, only to receive a cold-eyed threat just because he made one disparaging remark about the Grandmaster.

However, Lu Yu had no interest in considering Tang San's attitude toward him at the moment.

Of course, he did not care either.

With Tang San's arrival, Wang Sheng and the others all turned their attention toward him.

Their expressions seemed to say, "Boss, go on. Give him a show of strength."

Lu Yu did not move, but he gave Lu Fei a look.

He did not care about being the boss or giving anyone a show of strength.

What he cared about was the reward.

At the same time, Lu Fei was desperately lacking pressure, while Tang San and Xiao Wu were the best whetstones.

Had losing to Xiao Wu once not already stirred up Lu Fei's competitive spirit? If he lost to Tang San as well, he would definitely be bursting with motivation.

"Tang San."

Lu Fei immediately jumped down from the bed.

Tang San stopped what he was doing. "What is it?"

His tone was extremely flat, even carrying a hint of chilliness.

He was not blind.

He had seen all their exchanged looks.

They obviously intended to deal with him, so naturally he would not be polite to Lu Fei.

Lu Fei did not think much of it and said, "Dorm Seven has a rule. New work-study students have to show their strength to determine their standing in the dorm."

"Oh?" Tang San immediately became interested. "You want to fight me?"

He had been worrying over where to vent the anger in his heart. He had barely gotten sleepy when someone handed him a pillow. Wasn't this perfect timing?

Lu Fei nodded. "That's right, but I'm an auxiliary Soul Master and need to use an external object. If you don't mind, I'll fight you."

Having learned his lesson from Xiao Wu, Lu Fei no longer dared to be careless or underestimate his opponent.

Tang San replied simply, "No problem."

Tang San still lacked any intuitive understanding of the Soul Master classifications. He only knew that no matter how strong Lu Fei was, he could not possibly be stronger than him.

So what if he used an external object?

In the entire Dorm Seven, the only person who might make him cautious was probably Lu Yu.

Lu Fei smiled and drew his longsword. "Come on."

Tang San curiously glanced at the sword in Lu Fei's hand.

Hadn't his father forged that?

Eight-Faced Han Swords were rare in this world—one could even say they did not exist—so he vividly remembered when his father had forged this blade.

Tang San frowned. Could he also be someone not from this world?

Lu Fei had no idea what he was thinking and formally declared, "Lu Fei, martial soul Steamed Bun. Please enlighten me."

"Steamed Bun?"

Not only was Tang San dumbfounded, but every student in Dorm Seven was as well.

Could a Steamed Bun martial soul cultivate?

Tang San recovered fairly quickly and said, "Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass?"

Wang Sheng and the others were dumbfounded once more.

What in the world was happening? A Steamed Bun was one thing, but how could even Blue Silver Grass, a standard useless martial soul, cultivate?

There really were strange things every year, but this year had especially many.

With a swish, Lu Fei drew his sword.

The strike was steady, but in Lu Yu's eyes, its speed and accuracy were still lacking. A sword move at this level would be difficult to use against Tang San.

Sure enough, Tang San easily dodged the strike.

However, after two months of fighting beasts, Lu Fei had developed excellent control over timing. Using the advantage of attacking first and his nimble footwork, he launched a fierce assault on Tang San.