Chapter 81 In the continent-wide young soul master competition, Yu Dashu wants to be an official!
"Tang San, you unfilial son!"
After a cold snort, Tang Hao, who was wearing a black cloak, kicked open the door. The sudden change also stopped the quarrel between Tang San and Yu Dashi.
After seeing clearly that the person who came was his father, Tang San was also very happy. Ever since Tang Hao made a big fuss at the yoga conference because of him that day and disappeared, he had been worried about his father. Now Tang Hao's return also gave him A lot of confidence.
A living father of a titled Douluo, this background is enough for him to walk sideways in Tiandou City.
"Father, father! I have a piece of good news for you! I recognize Dean Shen He as my father!"
Tang San, who was still under the influence of the narration system, didn't notice Tang Hao's increasingly gloomy expression at all, but happily told his father the good news.
With a titled Douluo's father back, and a Douluo Academy dean as his father, and two eldest fathers, Tang San thought that this life was not going to be too good.
"You like to think of other people as your father, don't you? I think it's because I didn't take care of you when I was little, and now my butt is itchy!"
Tang Hao didn't care that Jade Dashi was still there, he just grabbed Tang San with his big hand, then placed him head down on his lap, and the Spirit Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand appeared in his hand.
"Dad! What are you going to do! I found a good brother for you, why are you doing this?"
Seeing that Tang Hao had controlled himself in the blink of an eye, with a posture that was probably about to spank him with the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San also swallowed with some fear, trying to make his father give up this idea.
"Good brother?"
"Do you like to recognize other people as your father?"
"I, the Titled Douluo, don't have any face anymore, right! I can't protect my son and let him accept someone else as his father. Am I shameless if word spreads about this?"
As Tang Hao cursed word by word, he controlled the strength of the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and swung it towards Tang San's butt one after another, making him scream in agony.
"ah!!!"
"Father, I was wrong! I was just obsessed with it! Stop fighting!"
With the bumps on his buttocks one after another, Tang San also suddenly recovered from the influence of the system and begged for mercy to his father.
"Stop spanking, your butt is going to split! Your butt is made of meat, not iron! Father!"
"I will never do that again, and I will never recognize anyone else as my father!"
"What! Are you still thinking about the future!"
Tang Hao, who was so angry, ignored Tang San's begging for mercy and continued to make close contact with Tang San's butt with his hammer face.
"Stop fighting! My master is still watching!"
Yu Dashi, who was originally watching the angry Tang Hao come in and beat Tang San, did not dare to say anything, for fear that if he made a sound, Tang Hao would notice him and lead him to steal Tang San's skills. Let’s settle the deceitful accounts together.
Moreover, Yu Dashi was quite happy to see Tang San, his bastard disciple, being beaten. After all, the other party had just been arguing and scolding him to sever ties.
"Hmph! Now that you are being beaten, you think of your master and me? I also support Your Majesty in beating him!"
Yu Dashu didn't care about Tang San's pleading look, and immediately said that he wanted Tang Hao to beat him up, and she would not interfere. "Who do you think you are? I want you to take care of me when I teach my son a lesson?"
Tang Hao had no intention of giving Yu Dashou any face. If he hadn't been able to make a move, he would have beaten them both together.
"Get out of here!"
Hearing Tang Hao's roar, Yu Dashi immediately crawled away from this place of right and wrong, fearing that Tang Hao would also beat him up. You must know that Haotian would show mercy to his son who beat him. If he doesn't stop, his asshole will explode if he doesn't stop.
Isn't he just a titled Douluo? Don't act like my father!
Secretly complaining in his heart, Yu Dashi was also a little dissatisfied with his father. After all, Tang San's father came to see him and wanted to save him if something happened, but his father didn't care about him.
"But if I really accept Dean Shen as my adoptive father and hold him on my lap, will my life be much better in the future?"
Yu Dashi, who had not forgotten that he and Tang San still had to work for Shen He, also started to think.
"Why don't you go to Dean Shen He now and see if you can find something easier and regain your freedom as soon as possible?"
He, Yu Dashi, also wanted to be embarrassed, and he felt a little uncomfortable being pointed at by the students in Douluo Academy every day, especially those students who refused to listen to his deceptions, as if they regarded him as a clown.
Moreover, if he can hold an official position among the students, he can also make the students who usually mock him respect him, and save himself from walking around the academy with his face covered every day.
With this in mind, Yu Dashi quickly walked towards Shen He's dean's office.
In the dean's office, Qian Renxue's disguised Xue Qinghe and Shen He sat opposite each other, making tea and communicating with Shen He about the future development direction of Douluo Academy in an extremely skillful and elegant manner.
"Dean Shen He, the current development of Douluo Academy under your leadership can be said to be quite good. The junior college system is relatively advanced among the soul master academies in the continent. I heard that it seems that the Wuhun Palace It also means imitation.”
Listening to Qian Renxue's meaningful words, Shen He also took a sip of tea, shrugged and said calmly.
"Imitation is imitation. I have been imitated but never surpassed. The response and system of Wuhun Palace are actually quite good. If I were not the dean of Douluo Academy, I would have wanted to join Wuhun Palace. "
"Dean Shen He, are you kidding me?"
"No way, I have always longed for the Wuhun Palace. At least his ideas are much better than those of the nobles."
"Ahem, why are we talking about this? Why don't you, Dean Shen He, think about the competition that starts every year? I remember that the time for the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is coming soon. Dean Shen He, what can you do? Any arrangements?"
"Really? Ahem, I didn't pay much attention to it, but with the strength of our Douluo Academy, we probably won this competition."
"Is Dean Shen He so confident?"
"That's of course. Our Douluo Academy has also recruited many talented soul masters since the merger. With the previous experience, isn't it easy to form a master, a pair, and two teams? I don't think other high-level soul master academies The team can be compared with the soul masters of our academy."
Shen He answered Qian Renxue's question without any hesitation. He laughed to death. Shrek Academy was originally a sure winner, but now he has upgraded and evolved into Douluo Academy. The formation of so many talented soul masters is stronger than before. Can your team still lose?
"I remember that the rules only allowed students sent by the participating colleges to be twenty-five years old and below, and the number of participants in each game was maintained at seven."
"Yes, why did Dean Shen He mention this? Is there any loophole in the rules?"
Seeing that Qian Renxue was a little confused, Shen He put down the teacup in his hand and pointed at himself.
(End of chapter)