Douluo: When the piano sounds, the hidden weapon returns to the factory

Chapter 30 Blue Bully Academy
On the other side, the lights in Lanba Academy were bright.

Liu Erlong was drinking with the Shrek crowd, the candlelight illuminating her handsome features. After three rounds of drinks, she was reminiscing with Flender about her interesting experiences traveling the continent when she heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Dean." Yinshu knocked on the door gently and came in, leaning over to whisper a few words in Liu Erlong's ear.

"What?" Liu Erlong paused, the amber wine swaying slightly in her glass. Her sharp eyes swept over the crowd, and she ordered Yinshu, "Bring him here."

"Yes." Yinshu bowed respectfully, his robes stirring in a gentle breeze as he turned. Amidst his deliberately quiet footsteps, the soft clink of metal armor could be faintly heard.

Flanders pushed his glasses up on his nose, his eyes behind the lenses filled with confusion: "Erlong, who is coming?"

Liu Erlong's fingers tightened slightly around the wine glass, sloshing the amber liquor in tiny ripples. She glanced discreetly at the silent Yu Xiaogang, her tone tinged with suppressed anger, "It's Xiaogang's nephew, Tianheng. I'm sure he heard about you being forced away by Dugu Bo."

As she spoke the last few words, her voice unconsciously dropped. In the candlelight, she could see the corner of her eye twitch slightly. According to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan's genealogy, her father was Yu Tianheng's second grandfather, and she was also Yu Tianheng's cousin. But this identity was the secret she dared not reveal to Yu Xiaogang.

Flanders's glasses flashed, and he exchanged a knowing look with Liu Erlong. He picked up his wine glass and took a sip, forgetting that the wine was already empty.

Upon hearing this, the Shrek crowd all showed signs of indignation. Ma Hongjun, his mouth full of food, mumbled incoherently, "The weasel pays New Year's greetings to the chicken." Grease slid down the corner of his mouth, staining his collar.

"That's right!" Oscar agreed immediately. He stole a glance at Zhu Zhuqing and added, "Who knows if she's here to laugh at us?"

Dai Mubai frowned: "Okay, fatty, all these dishes can't keep you mouth shut?" Born into the Xingluo royal family, he knew all these twists and turns very well - he also knew that this was not something that Yu Tianheng and others could decide, and he was the one who beat the man. When he knew that Xue Beng was a prince, he realized that he had been tricked.

Xiao Wu sat quietly beside Tang San, seemingly fiddling with the carrot in her hand, but a flicker of fear flickered deep in her eyes. If she hadn't tried so hard to suppress her spirit beast aura today, she might not just be expelled from the academy. Perhaps everyone in Shrek would have perished without a burial place. Thinking of this, she unconsciously leaned closer to Tang San.

Ning Rongrong sipped her juice gracefully. To her, it didn't matter which academy she attended. Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, had already prepared herself mentally.

"Everyone, please be quiet," Tang San said softly, patting Xiao Wu's hand soothingly. A hint of purple flashed in his eyes, but his gaze remained calmly fixed on the door.

Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed slightly when he heard the news. A complex emotion flashed through his cloudy eyes. After a moment's silence, he finally sighed.

Soon, Yinshu led Yu Tianheng into the hall. When everyone in Shrek cast their gazes on him, the usually high-spirited young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan showed a rare look of shame on his face.

Yu Tianheng stood in front of Yu Xiaogang, his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Let's sit down and eat first." Yu Xiaogang said slowly, his voice hoarse but gentle, "This is not your fault."

These words seemed to strike the softest part of Yu Tianheng's heart. He looked up suddenly, his eyes slightly watery. "Uncle, I have dropped out of Tiandou Royal Academy." He took a deep breath and knelt on one knee. "Please allow me to practice with you!"

The moment these words were spoken, everyone in the room was shocked. Ma Hongjun's chicken leg clattered to the table, Oscar's eyes widened, and even the usually calm Tang San couldn't help but show surprise—who could have imagined that this heir to a prominent sect would go to such lengths for Yu Xiaogang?
Yu Xiaogang's face suddenly changed when he heard this. He slammed his skinny hands on the table, making the dishes clink. "Stupid!"

Flanders quickly held his shoulder and said, "Xiaogang, let the child eat first."

"Shut up! Flanders!" Yu Xiaogang interrupted his old friend in a rare and harsh voice, his cloudy eyes fixed on the kneeling Yu Tianheng. "You are not a child anymore. You are such a grown man. Do you know what you are doing? You represent not only yourself, but also the position of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect with your every word and action!" His voice trembled. "If you can't even bear this little grievance, how can you shoulder the heavy responsibility of the sect in the future?"

Yu Tianheng lowered his head even lower, his hair covering his red eyes. "I know I'm wrong, I'm sorry, uncle."

"You shouldn't apologize to me!" Yu Xiaogang stood up suddenly, and the hem of his old robe knocked over the wine glass, and the amber liquid spread on the tablecloth.

"Enough!" Liu Erlong suddenly slammed the table and stood up, fiery red soul power flowing around her body, "What's wrong with Tianheng dropping out of school?" She pulled Yu Tianheng up, her eyes full of majesty, "Does the Tiandou royal family dare to turn against us? I don't think there's anything wrong with Tianheng coming here. After all, this is our own academy. If you ask me, following those playboys is the only way to ruin his future! Isn't Tianxin doing well in Thunder Academy?" She turned to look at Yu Xiaogang, her tone suddenly softened, "I'll go explain this to those old stubborn people in the sect."

"Erlong." Yu Xiaogang stared at her blankly, and his unfinished words turned into a long sigh.

Yu Xiaogang looked at his nephew's stubborn yet anxious expression, and ultimately couldn't bear to criticize him any further. He sighed and waved his hand wearily, "Since you're here, sit down and have dinner with us."

A hint of joy flashed across Yu Tianheng's eyes, but he still stood there awkwardly. Qin Ming waved at him at the right time: "Tianheng, come and sit here."

"Teacher Qin," Yu Tianheng stepped forward quickly and bowed respectfully.

"No need to be so polite." Qin Ming gently patted the empty seat beside him, then said seriously: "But the teacher still needs to say a few words to you. Tiandou Royal Academy does not need a teacher like me. When I leave, there will naturally be new people to take over. But as the captain, have you ever thought about how the team members will deal with themselves in the future?"

Yu Tianheng froze upon hearing this, his vision of today's defeat at the hands of Feng Yao playing out before his eyes. He stared down at his fingertips, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times, but he couldn't utter a single word. How could he begin to speak? Not only had he taken his anger out on his teammates, but he had also suffered a crushing defeat in front of so many people?
Seeing his silence, Qin Ming thought he was deeply reflecting, so he softened his tone: "Since we are here, we should make the best of it. With Xiaofeng and Yanyan here, the team shouldn't run into any trouble."

These words made Yu Tianheng feel even more uncomfortable. He mechanically picked up the dish in front of him and chewed it with a tasteless taste. The candlelight danced on his drooping eyelashes, casting a trembling shadow.

As the Shrek captain, Dai Mubai felt a bit guilty. He raised his glass and said solemnly to Yu Tianheng, "It's all my fault for being impulsive and getting you into trouble."

Yu Tianheng shook his head silently, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the rim of the cup. "Welcome aboard," Tang San raised his teacup at the right moment, smiling gently. A flicker of understanding flashed across his purple demon pupils, but he considerately refrained from further questioning.

Yu Tianheng forced a smile and raised his glass. Ma Hongjun had already come over, his greasy hand resting directly on his shoulder. "Brother, you're right to come to Shrek! We should have drawn a line between ourselves and those arrogant nobles!" He said this with an exaggerated expression of disdain, which made Oscar chuckle.

As everyone chatted, the solemn atmosphere in the hall gradually became lively. Candlelight illuminated the young faces.

Flanders pushed his glasses up on his nose, his gaze sweeping over everyone behind the lenses. A smile of relief crept up his lips. The world's number one weapon spirit, the world's number one beast spirit, the world's number one auxiliary spirit—top spirits—had all gathered at his Shrek Academy. In a trance, he seemed to have seen the future arena, Shrek winning the championship.

"Cough," he coughed lightly to hide his inner excitement. When he raised the wine glass, the wine rippled due to the slight trembling of his fingers.

Only Yu Xiaogang frowned, his cloudy gaze fixed on Yu Tianheng. He knew this nephew too well—the white knuckles from gripping the wine glass, the unnatural twitching of his eyes when he forced a smile, and the way he constantly avoided his gaze. This couldn't be just about dropping out of school.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the night deepened and the laughter at the banquet gradually faded away.

Liu Erlong was about to instruct his servants to arrange accommodation for Yu Tianheng when Yu Xiaogang suddenly said, "Tianheng, please stay for a while." His voice was very soft, but it carried a tone that could not be refused.

Yu Tianheng paused slightly, his fingers gripping the wine glass unconsciously tightening. He nodded slowly, a flicker of trepidation in his eyes.

"Erlong, go back and rest first." Yu Xiaogang turned to Liu Erlong and softened his tone. "Tianheng and I have something to discuss."

Liu Erlong pursed her red lips, her eyes flickering between the uncle and nephew. She nodded gently, her skirt swishing in a graceful arc as she turned. Now that Tang San and Yu Tianheng were both at the academy, she no longer had to worry about Yu Xiaogang leaving without saying goodbye.

Moonlight streamed down the quiet paths of the academy. Yu Xiaogang and Yu Tianheng walked side by side, their footsteps echoing across the cobblestones. The night breeze blew by, bringing with it the faint fragrance of a distant flower garden.

The night wind rustled through the treetops. Yu Xiaogang paused, his cloudy eyes fixed on his nephew. "Did you lose to Feng Yao today?" Although it was a question, his tone was firm and unquestionable.

Yu Tianheng's hand trembled violently, and his pupils shrank slightly: "Uncle, how did you know?"

"Hmph." Yu Xiaogang sneered knowingly. "Those little tricks of yours, can they be hidden from them? Can they be hidden from me?" His bony fingers tapped lightly on the stone railings by the roadside. "Given your personality, you must have gone to find Dugu Yan. Most of the Royal Fighting Team are beast spirits, except for Feng Yao..."

Under the moonlight, Yu Tianheng's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty. He lowered his head and said in a barely audible voice, "I lost to Feng Yao."

"Tell me about it." Yu Xiaogang leaned against the stone railing, his gray robe fluttering in the night breeze. "How did you lose when you were one ring better than him?"

Yu Tianheng's eyes suddenly gleamed when he heard this, and he immediately understood his uncle's intention. He took a step forward eagerly, and his speech speed unconsciously accelerated: "Uncle, Feng Yao's soul power has obviously broken through again in the past two months. I originally thought that I could win with the advantage of the fourth ring, but his trick..."

He took a deep breath and recounted every detail of the battle in detail - how Feng Yao used the sound of the piano as a guide and his soul power as a medium, and at the critical moment when he was about to activate his fourth soul skill, used strange sound wave vibrations to accurately interfere with the circulation of his soul power.

"The most terrifying thing is..." Yu Tianheng's face showed horror. "When the music passed through my body, the lightning power in my body seemed to be swallowed by something."

Yu Xiaogang's pupils suddenly constricted, a turbulent wave of emotion swirling in his cloudy eyes. His bony fingers gripped the stone railing tightly, his knuckles turning bluish-white. In the moonlight, the bulging veins at his temples were clearly visible.

"To think that someone could actually create a soul skill that could suppress a top-tier beast spirit?"

Yu Xiaogang looked up at the night sky, the stars reflected in his cloudy eyes: "I didn't expect that his understanding of the piano music has reached this level."

"Uncle, how did he do it?" Yu Tianheng asked unwillingly.

The master slowly shook his head, his voice hoarse but filled with rare wonder. "From your description, it seems he's already showing mercy to you. In that piano music, I heard at least three completely different fighting methods—" His bony fingers traced three paths in the air. "Defensive abilities strong enough to withstand your attacks, control abilities that hinder the flow of your soul power, and offensive abilities that can tear through lightning nets. Moreover, the upper limits of these abilities are extremely high. His understanding of martial spirits has surpassed the strength of martial spirits themselves."

The night wind suddenly picked up momentum, whirling Yu Xiaogang's gray hair. "What's even more terrifying is that in his hands, these abilities can be seamlessly integrated into a more powerful force. You're not facing just one Soul Master, but three Soul Masters working in perfect harmony."

"Then his soul power should be consumed at an alarming rate." Yu Tianheng said with clenched fists.

"Indeed." Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly. "But don't forget, his spirit rings are particularly good at sustaining spirit power. They have a large number of spirit power-boosting skills stacked on top of each other, and he has more than enough control to use them freely." He suddenly smiled bitterly. "An ordinary spirit master simply cannot defeat him in a one-on-one fight. Even if you are one ring higher than him, you have little chance of winning."

"Is there really no way to defeat him?" Yu Tianheng said dejectedly.

"Actually, uncle doesn't know either. If his understanding of the piano music can continue to rise like your soul power, then you won't be able to defeat him. But if he stops making progress over time, then you have a chance to defeat him. But at this stage, his understanding of the piano music is far beyond that of ordinary people." Yu Xiaogang sighed.

Under the moonlight, Yu Tianheng's figure looked particularly lonely. Yu Xiaogang looked at his nephew, then suddenly remembered something and turned his gaze towards Shrek Academy, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. In the dormitory over there, a young man with twin martial spirits was training. He believed that Tang San would be able to defeat Feng Yao in the future.

Today's word count has been reached, and the book is about to be put on the shelves. I still have to go to work tomorrow, so I will give you a burst of updates on May Day.

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