Douluo : Diary System in Douluo Continent

Instantly, both the host and the audience fell silent. Xiao Wu's attack had been nothing short of shocking. Even though there was a considerable disparity in strength between her and her opponents, she defeated them effortlessly—even taking on two at once, while her teammate just stood by and watched.

No one assumed that Su Ming was taking advantage of Xiao Wu, especially considering his own impressive performance in past battles, likely even stronger than Xiao Wu.

The host regained composure, cleared his throat, and said, "Well, that was truly a spectacular match! Congratulations to the Thousand-Handed Enchanting Rabbit team for their victory!"

The audience:

The battle had indeed been exciting. They had expected an intense showdown, yet it was over in just a few moves.

Su Ming shot an exasperated look at Xiao Wu. Why did she have to go all out like that? He'd just have to clean up the mess afterward. A healing green light enveloped the Mo family brothers, and they soon regained consciousness.

Afterward, Su Ming and Xiao Wu rejoined their group, while the Seven Treasure Spirit Cat team of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong soon took the stage on another platform. After a short while, they, too, returned victorious.

However, Su Ming noticed a significant weakness in their team dynamic. While Zhu Zhuqing's power, bolstered by Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, approached level 40, Ning Rongrong, being a support spirit master, lacked both offensive and evasive abilities. This often forced Zhu Zhuqing to split her focus to protect her, as opponents with any tactical sense would target the support spirit master first.

Su Ming had anticipated this scenario when choosing Xiao Wu as his partner. If he had teamed up with Ning Rongrong, they wouldn't face this issue. Yet, when Xiao Wu reached level 40, she and Zhu Zhuqing would be facing Spirit Elder-level teams. While Xiao Wu would likely handle it, Zhu Zhuqing might struggle.

No matter how they paired up, they would encounter challenges. Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's similar spirit power levels made them a suitable team, though Ning Rongrong currently lacked the means to protect herself.

So, Su Ming planned to teach her the "Wave-Step Technique" once they became closer. This skill, modified by the system, consumed spirit power, making it suitable for Ning Rongrong to learn. As for how long it would take her to master it, that depended on her talent.

As for Xiao Wu, her teleportation ability already allowed her to protect herself, so Su Ming hadn't taught her the Wave-Step Technique.

Truthfully, Su Ming envied Xiao Wu's teleportation ability. It was absurdly powerful, consuming little spirit power and covering great distances. It was far more practical than the Wave-Step.

Once Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong returned from their battle, the group prepared to head back. That day, everyone except Tang San and Dai Mubai had won their matches, earning them gold coins and points.

Tang San turned to Dai Mubai. "Where's the Dean?"

Dai Mubai sighed. "Who knows where he's gone this time? He told us to head back to the academy once the fights ended, then left on his own."

As they exited the arena, they could still hear the cheering and applause from inside. Today's soul battles had been fruitful for everyone.

For Su Ming, while the battles didn't significantly enhance his power, they exposed him to various martial spirits and spirit abilities, which felt refreshing.

However, amid his reflections, a question arose in his mind: Why could people in this world awaken their martial spirits at the age of six? What was the origin of these martial spirits?

Tang San was also lost in thought, reviewing his performance. He noticed that his Blue Silver Grass, whether in resilience or other aspects, seemed inferior to the vines Su Ming summoned. Was this disparity due to their difference in levels or some inherent flaw in the Blue Silver Grass itself?

Next time his teacher visited Shrek Academy, he would need to ask why his Blue Silver Grass was so much weaker than Su Ming's Wood Element.

Su Ming's Wood Element martial spirit was versatile: offensive, defensive, control, and support. Meanwhile, his Blue Silver Grass specialized in control, yet it was less powerful than Su Ming's martial spirit. This left Tang San questioning himself—is the Blue Silver Grass truly suited for a control-type path?

Just as they left the arena, Ma Hongjun's small eyes gleamed with excitement. He suddenly said, "You guys head back first. The Dean told me to drop by his shop."

Noticing Ma Hongjun's expression, Su Ming felt suspicious. Since when did a trip to the Dean's shop make anyone this excited?

Who's he kidding?

Su Ming speculated that Ma Hongjun probably couldn't wait to splurge after winning his soul battle earnings. What a hopeless case! Despite all his previous advice, it seemed wasted on him. Fortunately, with a spirit master's constitution, he wouldn't contract those kinds of diseases. He was still fine in the future, after all.

Dai Mubai gave a smirk, a half-amused look on his face. "Alright, we'll head back. Don't be long."

Dai Mubai glanced at Su Ming, as if to suggest he shouldn't make his intentions too obvious.

Ma Hongjun, however, was unfazed. He wasn't pressuring anyone; he was spending his money the proper way, so not even Su Ming could judge him. Then, with a cheeky grin, he said, "Boss Dai, are you coming?"

"Nope. Quit yapping and go," Dai Mubai said, annoyed. He then glanced at Zhu Zhuqing nervously.

Completely oblivious, Ma Hongjun continued with enthusiasm, "Come on, let's go! Didn't you once say, 'Women aren't people; they're resources'?"

Ma Hongjun had no idea about the relationship between Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing. Otherwise, he'd have thought twice before saying something like that.

Before Dai Mubai could respond, Xiao Wu had already lost her temper. "What did you just say about women?!" she shouted furiously. "How about I show you exactly what women can do, you perverted pig? Get lost, or I'll make you regret it!"

Hearing Xiao Wu's enraged voice, Ma Hongjun finally snapped back to reality. He quickly composed himself, suppressing the heat in his cheeks. He'd let his tongue get away from him just now, saying something totally out of line.

As he glanced around nervously, he realized Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were also glaring at him icily, expressions of indignation on their faces. They were all far stronger than him, and he knew he'd overstepped, dragging Dai Mubai into trouble along the way.

With nothing else to say, Ma Hongjun turned and left. Any more talking, and he'd probably end up with a black eye.

Tang San turned to Dai Mubai, confused. "Mubai, wasn't he just supposed to go see the Dean? What does any of this have to do with women?"

Dai Mubai explained, "His… uh, evil fire flared up, so he's probably planning to… visit a brothel to cool off."

Tang San looked at him in shock. "Are you saying… the Dean would actually take Ma Hongjun to that sort of place?"

At only twelve years old, Ma Hongjun was already being taken to pleasure houses by the Dean—who was likely a regular there. This world was vastly different from his previous one; at this age…

Dai Mubai glanced at Su Ming, then said helplessly, "There's no other way. Although Fatty's spirit has evolved into the top-tier Phoenix Martial Spirit, it has a flaw. Looking like he does, he can't find a female Spirit Master willing to date him, and ordinary civilians can't handle him for long. So, the Dean has no choice but to take him to the pleasure houses."

"After all, Fatty is the Dean's disciple; they can't just let him give up cultivating or end up self-destructing."

Su Ming inwardly scoffed. He didn't have a girlfriend in his previous life, and whenever he felt his desires flare up, he'd just rely on his own "handy techniques" to get through it, not seeking out someone else. Because of that, he's still like a blank slate.

Of course, fantasizing about beautiful women is an instinct for men, but they should pursue them through proper means. As for "seeking someone out," Su Ming found the idea quite repellent; it made him feel psychologically uncomfortable.

Xiao Wu sneered beside him, "Affected by his spirit, huh? Maybe Fatty's spirit mutated this way because of his true nature. I don't buy it—if his spirit didn't have a flaw, you think he wouldn't be going to those places? Besides, if he can't find a girlfriend, maybe he should look at himself first. Has he even tried to change? Judging by his size, it doesn't look like he's made any effort!"

Su Ming silently gave Xiao Wu a thumbs-up for her words. He remembered that Fatty actually looked decent after he slimmed down—at least a lot more attractive than now. If Fatty put in some effort, he'd have no trouble finding a girlfriend. It's all just excuses!

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing also chimed in with a rare comment: "Men are all dirty."

Xiao Wu giggled, "Oh, Zhuqing, don't be so broad with your criticism. Brother Su Ming is very clean; he's nothing like Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun. At most, he's got the heart but not the guts."

Tang San, standing to the side, thought to himself, I'm also clean.

Xiao Wu's words left Su Ming a bit embarrassed. The last part didn't need to be said aloud. And what did she mean by "has the heart but not the guts"? Just wait until I get a chance, I'll show you, he thought, giving Xiao Wu a look.

Xiao Wu cheekily stuck out her tongue.

Dai Mubai retorted indignantly, "Alright, so your Su Ming is pure and noble while we're all filthy. Fine. But I've got way better taste than Fatty!"

Tang San said calmly, "I'm also pure and noble."

He gave Xiao Wu a subtle look as he said it, hoping to catch her attention, but Xiao Wu didn't seem to care.

Su Ming smirked inwardly. Oh sure, pure and noble Tang San—why didn't you dodge when Meng Yiran kissed you, or when Huo Wu kissed you? Don't give me the excuse that you didn't notice; I don't buy it. You got kissed and looked all innocent.

If it were Su Ming, he'd just admit it openly. Faced with a beautiful woman's kiss, he wouldn't want to avoid it. The customs in this world were different from his previous life, where one-man-one-wife rules didn't apply. So why hide it?

Xiao Wu looked at Dai Mubai with a self-satisfied expression, which only left Dai Mubai more frustrated. He sighed helplessly and shook his head.

When he glanced quietly at Zhu Zhuqing, he saw her looking back at him, but her gaze was even colder. With a scornful huff, she suddenly walked over to him and said icily, "Your taste is better than his? Twin sisters?"

Dai Mubai froze, his face changing slightly. Had she seen him at the Rose Hotel with the twins a few days ago? Otherwise, why would Zhuqing suddenly bring up twins?

He stammered, "Zhuqing, I…"

He realized he'd misspoken. Thanks to Fatty's antics, he'd inadvertently exposed his true nature, and Zhu Zhuqing had overheard it. Things were about to get rough.

Even with better taste, he was still frequenting the same kinds of places. Who was really nobler?

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes filled with disdain and contempt. "You're fifteen? You make me sick! I should never have come here!"

With that, she turned and walked away.

Since Zhu Zhuqing's arrival at Shrek Academy, Dai Mubai had suppressed his temper around her, tolerating her. Yet she had never even given him a glance, always keeping a cold face. Just now was their first real conversation, and she trampled his self-respect into the dirt.

Unable to contain his anger, he shouted, "Stop right there!"

Aside from Su Ming, everyone was shocked by Dai Mubai's sudden outburst.

Su Ming felt Dai Mubai's anger was justified; after all, he was a prince. Until the succession battle was over, he had all the privileges of a royal. There wasn't much he couldn't get his hands on.

Even here, having fled, he could still live well due to his looks and identity as a Spirit Master. But Zhu Zhuqing's constant cold attitude had clearly stoked his anger. However, Dai Mubai only had himself to blame. He couldn't hold his tongue, and Zhu Zhuqing happened to overhear it. Anyone would be mad in that situation.

Su Ming thought that, for someone as cold and proud as Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai would need more than flattery to win her over. Only strength, perhaps with a bit of luck, could open up her heart.

Ignoring Dai Mubai's fury, Zhu Zhuqing didn't even pause; in fact, she quickened her pace. She didn't believe Dai Mubai could do anything to her.

"You…"

Dai Mubai raised his right hand angrily, a bright white light gathering in his palm. He wasn't known for having a good temper—in fact, his was rather explosive. But in recent days, he'd held back out of guilt, constantly tolerating Zhu Zhuqing. Yet he was no pushover!

Su Ming frowned and said in a stern voice, "Mubai, what are you doing? If you have something to say, say it properly. Don't resort to violence!"

Tang San also tried to calm things down, saying, "Mubai, we're all classmates. Let it go."

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