Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 23: A World Without Thieves - A Training Session; Shrek Academy's Recruitment Scandal - Please Read and Add to Your Favorites!
"Come die!"

In the darkness, a dark figure wielding the Clear Sky Hammer charged straight toward Lion Douluo like lightning, his killing intent palpable.

However, Lion Douluo, being a level 97 Title Douluo, had already noticed that someone was watching him.

"The Clear Sky Hammer? It really is Tang Hao!"

He learned from "No Thieves Under Heaven" that Tang Hao was watching a 100,000-year-old soul beast take human form, but he didn't expect Tang Hao to be so reckless.

They attacked without understanding the opponent's strength.

"Although Tang Hao is only level 95, I don't have the ability to take him down quietly. If I make a move and he escapes, it might affect that brat's plans."

From his previous conversation with Wu Zetian, Xiong Shi Douluo guessed that the latter seemed to have a bigger plan.

While the transformation of a 100,000-year-old soul beast was certainly attractive to him, the only thing truly useful to him was a 100,000-year-old soul bone.

Moreover, this was discovered by the thief-free world, so even if he obtained a 100,000-year-old soul bone, it wouldn't be his spoils of war.

After pondering for a moment, Lion Douluo concealed his soul power and did not reveal the pressure of a Title Douluo.

To avoid alerting the enemy, he feigned panic and fled in a flash, leaving only a fleeting afterimage in his wake.

The next moment, the afterimage left in place was smashed to pieces by the Haotian Hammer.

Tang Hao stood in the air, his black robe fluttering in the wind, his gaze sharp as lightning, yet he did not pursue.

"People from the Spirit Hall?" He frowned, his heart filled with vigilance. "No, if the Spirit Hall had discovered Xiao Wu, they wouldn't have sent just one person."

Because Lion Douluo deliberately concealed his strength, Tang Hao failed to detect his true level, and he secretly speculated about it.

"This person can walk on air, so he must be a Title Douluo. But he ran away as soon as he saw me. He might be a Level 90 Quasi-Title Douluo or Soul Douluo. But what is certain is that he has his eye on Xiao Wu."

The allure of a 100,000-year-old soul beast transforming into human form is deadly for Soul Douluo and Soul Masters about to break through to the Title Douluo level.

Because hunting a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form is much simpler than hunting a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

"Hunting soul beasts and absorbing their soul rings isn't something one person can do alone; it requires teamwork." Tang Hao sneered, glancing around as if he'd figured something out. "Trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain? You can't fool me!"

The phantom of the Haotian Hammer in his hand flashed in his palm and disappeared, landing near the Rose Hotel, leaving only a sentence in the air.

"With me here, no one can touch Xiao San's prepared soul rings and soul bones!"

In Tang Hao's heart, Tang San, with his twin martial souls, was the key to his revenge against the Spirit Hall, and he could not afford any mishaps.

The following day, on the outskirts of Soto.

Bang bang bang!

In the woods, four figures were sent flying backwards at the same time!

The traitorous minister was thrown heavily into the pit, his face covered in mud, clutching his chest and coughing up half a mouthful of blood.

He mistook a thief for his father, crashed into a tree trunk as thick as a vat, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground groaning in pain.

With shifty eyes and a thieving look, he crashed into the mud wall in a "big" gesture, the kind of thing that couldn't be pried off no matter what.

Zhu Zhuqing wasn't in much better shape; the sleeve of her right arm was missing, revealing a large bruise, and her tight leather jacket had several tears.

"Is this your limit?" Tianxia Wuzei stood on one rock, exasperated. "Four of you couldn't even force me to use half of my strength. No wonder you lost today's battle!"

Today's Soul Battle, thanks to the behind-the-scenes manipulation by the official Soul Arena, saw the traitors matched with powerful opponents, and unsurprisingly, they all lost.

The traitors and the thieves who recognized the enemy as their father have already been defeated twice. If they can win one more time, they will be able to go to the Soul Sect competition area at level 40 to fight for Soul.

He knew that if he went to the Soul Sect competition area, the official organizers of the Great Soul Arena would stop targeting the traitors and their ilk.

At that time, the official Grand Arena will no longer assign them opponents that they are not good at dealing with.

At that point, all the efforts made by "No Thieves Under Heaven" will have been in vain.

In a fit of anger, he dragged them to the outskirts of the city and personally sparred with them.

"Boss, have you gotten stronger again?!" The shifty-eyed man pulled himself out of the wall, complaining, "They're stronger than us, and their soul power is so much higher now, how are we supposed to fight them?!" Tianxia Wuzei's face was as cold as iron, and he said in a cold voice, "According to you, if you encounter an enemy stronger than you, you're just waiting to die?!"

He was truly furious. He had given them too much protection, which had made them too reliant on him or their masters.

Sensing the wrath of the thief-like creature, the shifty-eyed creature wisely shut its mouth, daring not to utter a single complaint.

The traitors and those who recognized their enemies as fathers were the most frequently dragged out for sparring during the six years, and they had long since learned the principle of standing at attention when being beaten.

Arguing back will only lead to an even more brutal sparring match.

Zhu Zhuqing was startled, staring at the completely transformed figure on the rock with utter disbelief.

This was completely different from what she had imagined!
"No Thief Under Heaven" had no time to pay attention to her. He glared at the four of them and said in a deep voice, "Since you can still stand up, then continue! If you lose again tomorrow, I will spar with you one-on-one even if I don't participate in the Soul Battle."

Before the sound had faded, his figure had already disappeared from the rock.

Before the four traitors could react, they were all sent flying backward, utterly powerless to resist.

In an instant, screams were mixed with the sounds of trees falling and dirt flying everywhere.

At the same time, Shrek Academy in Soto City officially began enrolling students.

Flander stared at the sparse line at the registration desk, his eyes twitching behind his glasses.

"Damn it, because I publicly knelt down half a month ago and ruined Shrek Academy's reputation, the number of commoners who came to register has decreased sharply. In previous years, there would have been a long line by this time, but now there are only a few scattered people."

Moreover, since someone had just been scammed out of their registration fee, the ordinary people who had already given up hope simply left without continuing the fight.

Seeing this, Flander's heart bled.

In previous years, they would often have the teachers in charge of registration demonstrate their abilities, which would fool ordinary people into paying the registration fee.

However, times have changed, and no one will willingly become a sucker now.

Just then, the boy in blue and the girl in pink arrived at the gates of Shrek Academy.

Looking at the dilapidated Shrek Academy, the girl in the pink dress frowned and complained, "Little San, is this the academy your teacher talked about? It's way too run-down!"

Seeing this, Tang San forced a smile and said, "The teacher sent me to take the test, so he must have some special skills. Besides, I didn't ask you to come; you insisted on coming along."

"Sigh, as long as I can be with my mistress, I don't care if the academy is a bit crippled." Xiao Wu seemed to have lost all her options and resigned herself to her fate.

The two arrived at the registration area.

Li Yusong, the teacher in charge of registration at the gate, pointed to a wooden box next to him and said lazily, "The registration fee is ten gold soul coins. Just put it in the box."

Tang San glanced at the old man who didn't seem to care about him, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, but he still obediently took out twenty gold soul coins and put them into the wooden box.

Seeing someone paying the registration fee, Li Yusong said, "Extend one hand."

"Joining this lousy academy is such a hassle, what bad luck!" Xiao Wu stretched out her arm angrily, her face full of displeasure.

Li Yusong didn't say anything, but squeezed her fair hand twice, found that she met the admission requirements, and was about to announce that she had passed.

However, Flander happened to overhear Xiaowu's words.

He was already seething with anger and was just looking for a place to vent it.

Flander appeared in the doorway in a flash, adjusted his glasses, and said, "Disrespecting Shrek Academy? You can leave now, I won't accept you!"

Xiao Wu, also quick-tempered, shouted, "The admission requirements here state that applicants must be no older than twelve and have a soul power level of twenty-one. I meet both requirements, so why won't they accept me!"

"Why should I?" Flander recalled the scene of kneeling before the thieves and felt a surge of anger. "Because I am the dean of Shrek Academy!"

The Soul Saint's pressure suddenly swept out, and Xiao Wu was unable to resist it, staggering back a few steps.

Tang San reacted quickly, stepping forward to support Xiao Wu, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent as he looked at Flander.

"How dare you harm Xiao Wu! You are courting death!"

(End of this chapter)