Conflict in Front of the Academy

Tang San's footsteps faltered, his expression darkening instantly.

"I'm already this unlucky; can't that damn misfortune just stay away from me?"

"Does it really have to kill me before it's satisfied?"

Tang San's fists clenched involuntarily, his teeth gritted tight.

Sometimes, he truly wanted to pretend he hadn't heard anything and just walk away without looking back.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare.

Because that bastard Lin Chen didn't say "misfortune is coming" every single time, making it impossible for him to judge which warnings were real.

If it wasn't anything, that would be fine, but if it was, he would be caught completely off guard.

God knows what he might encounter when the misfortune struck.

Often, it was the unknown that was the most terrifying.

"Hoo!"

Tang San took a deep breath, then turned to look at Lin Chen.

"Is there a problem?"

His eyes and tone were laced with a hint of trepidation.

[Disaster Curse on Tang San successful, obtained one System Bestowed Soul Ring.]

Lin Chen wore a smile.

"Nothing much, I bought some fruit. Do you want to take some down to eat?"

Tang San's expression froze instantly.

I'm so pissed I want to beat you up, I even want to welch on the money I owe you.

And you're asking me to eat your fruit?

Are you sick in the head? I'll eat your...

Tang San was truly on the verge of a breakdown.

He really couldn't understand—did this guy not have a single temper?

Of course, he only dared to curse in his heart.

"No need!"

Tang San spat out the two words viciously, then turned and walked away.

Lin Chen smiled slightly.

He loved watching Tang San look at him with such disdain, yet feel completely helpless.

He retreated into the dormitory and closed the door.

Lin Chen opened his system inventory and glanced at the two System Bestowed Soul Rings.

The corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

At this rate, he shouldn't be lacking 100,000-year soul rings in the future.

Closing the system inventory, Lin Chen opened the money pouch.

Looking at the thousand Gold Soul Coins inside, he fell into deep thought.

"Where did Tang San get so many Gold Soul Coins?"

"Whatever, why think so much? Getting the money back is a good thing regardless."

Lin Chen smiled and deposited the Gold Soul Coins into his system inventory.

He then sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate.

Over the next two days, Lin Chen went all out, cursing Tang San with Disaster Curse six times in just two days, not even giving him a chance to catch his breath.

Xiao Wu, who was with him every day, was also implicated.

The space between their eyebrows was now as black as ink.

It was easy to imagine that when this wave of misfortune erupted, it would be exceptionally fierce.

Yu Xiaogang, who hid in the dormitory all day and made Tang San bring his meals back, had luckily escaped the disaster.

On this day, Flender and the others finally arrived at Nuoding Academy.

"Hey, Boss Dai, Oscar, look, that girl looks pretty good."

Ma Hongjun tugged at Dai Mubai and nudged Oscar.

He didn't lower his voice, and his eyes roamed over the girl without restraint, completely unaware of what politeness meant.

Flender and Zhao Wuji heard and saw it all.

But they didn't say anything.

"A person who dares not cause trouble is a mediocrity"—this was their academy's teaching philosophy.

Dai Mubai and Oscar looked toward the sound.

They saw a dark-skinned boy wearing a white school uniform walking out of the school gate accompanied by a girl in a pink dress with an extremely pure appearance.

Neither of them looked old, appearing to be at most eight or nine years old.

The two were none other than Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Ma Hongjun had made no attempt to restrain himself, so it was impossible for the two of them not to hear him.

Xiao Wu didn't think much of it, but Tang San couldn't stand it.

"You fat pig, are you looking for death?"

Tang San looked coldly at Ma Hongjun, ignoring Flender and Zhao Wuji entirely.

His father was a Title Douluo, after all; there was nothing that could make him feel afraid.

Ma Hongjun wasn't angered by these words, instead mocking them with a grin.

"Yo, you're quite feisty!"

"Listen here, kid, it's your good fortune that I'm looking at your girl."

"Don't go looking for trouble."

Dai Mubai and the others didn't intervene, instead crossing their arms to watch the show.

Flender and Zhao Wuji held the same attitude.

Tang San narrowed his eyes, a trace of killing intent surging in their depths.

However, when his gaze fell upon Flender and Zhao Wuji, a hint of hesitation arose.

Xiao Wu didn't have as many concerns as he did; her figure instantly shot forward.

That fat pig actually dared to call her Tang San's girl.

He was simply courting death.

She had to teach him a lesson today.

"Xiao Wu!"

Tang San was startled and reached out to stop her, but it was already too late.

Xiao Wu had already rushed right in front of Ma Hongjun.

Before the other party could react, she bent her right knee and kicked out, her toe aiming straight for Ma Hongjun's chin.

"Little girl, are you so impatient to throw yourself into my arms?"

Ma Hongjun didn't take her seriously at all. While teasing her, he reached out his right hand, aiming straight for Xiao Wu's ankle.

He thought the grab was a sure thing, but an unexpected turn occurred; the moment he grabbed her ankle, he suddenly felt it slip from his hand.

Immediately following that.

Xiao Wu's missed kick swung horizontally, landing squarely on his shoulder.

Using the downward pressure of her right leg for leverage, she vaulted into the air, lifting her other leg to wrap around the other side of Ma Hongjun's shoulders.

She was as slippery as an eel.

Ma Hongjun finally realized something was wrong, but the girl's legs were already locked around his neck, and a massive force followed.

That force not only squeezed his throat painfully but also lifted his entire body.

His fat frame was actually sent flying by Xiao Wu.

"Fatty!"

Dai Mubai's expression changed abruptly, and he instinctively wanted to step in and help.

But Tang San wouldn't give him the chance.

Tang San was the type to act without wasting words, immediately raising his right hand.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Three Sleeve Arrows tore through the air, striking directly at Dai Mubai's vitals.

They were aimed to take his life.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Wuji let out a soft grunt and flashed in front of Dai Mubai.

He threw three punches in succession, blasting toward the three arrows.

It appeared as though he was striking the arrows with his bare fists, but in reality, his fists were coated in soul power.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

As the arrows collided with his fists, they emitted the sound of clashing metal.

The arrows were all sent flying.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, Ma Hongjun made intimate contact with the ground.

"Damn it!"

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but curse under his breath, flipping himself up with a kip-up.

But just as he steadied his footing, a petite, delicate foot rapidly enlarged in his vision, looking as if it were about to kick him square in the face.

"Enough!"

Flender flashed to the front and grabbed Xiao Wu's lower leg.

Xiao Wu still wanted to counterattack.

Flender pushed her away in one fluid motion, and Xiao Wu, losing her center of gravity, stumbled back several steps before regaining her balance.

Xiao Wu cast a resentful glance at Flender.

Then, her gaze fell upon Ma Hongjun.

"Trash."

Xiao Wu spat out the two words indifferently, and Ma Hongjun instantly turned beet red with rage.

"You're courting death!"