Douluo Dalu: Starting With Tom Cat

Weekend Double Chapters!!

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The ancient sword before them was no stranger to Flender and Yu Xiaogang.

The sword, named Seven Kill, was renowned across the continent. But even more illustrious than the sword was its master—Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, one of the most formidable Title Douluo in existence!

Flender's previously arrogant demeanor instantly faltered. While he wanted to stand up for his dear friend Yu Xiaogang, there was a clear difference between standing up for someone and courting death.

Shen An observed the reactions of Flender and Yu Xiaogang, and coupled with the mention of "little princess," it wasn't hard to guess that the Sword Douluo had arrived.

Shen An smirked as he watched the two men break into a cold sweat. How amusing. Just a moment ago, you were talking about teaching her a lesson on behalf of her father. And now?

Sweating bullets, aren't you, buddy?

Ning Rongrong exclaimed with delight, "Grandpa Sword! Why are you here to see Rongrong?"

"Haha, I heard my little princess was being bullied, so I rushed over as fast as I could to protect her," came the reply.

A white-haired old man with a face as smooth as a baby's suddenly appeared before the group. Despite looking like an ordinary old man with no trace of soul power emanating from him, no one could ignore his presence. He seemed to be the center of the entire world, drawing everyone's attention effortlessly.

When Flender and Yu Xiaogang heard Chen Xin's words, their knees nearly buckled. Both of them had the same thought: Is he talking about me?

Flender thought about how he had expelled Ning Rongrong from the academy, but that had just been for show! Who could have predicted that Shen An would step in and take her away, causing her to never return to Shrek Academy?

Ning Fengzhi, you asked me to help discipline your child. If you can't handle the consequences, don't play the game!

Yu Xiaogang, on the other hand, wondered if this was about the incident earlier that morning. But that didn't make sense—I was the one who had been bullied! How could such a trivial matter have reached the ears of the Sword Douluo?

Only Shen An and Ning Rongrong knew the truth. During their first encounter, Shen An had frightened the little devil so much that she had burst into tears.

Shen An swallowed hard at the memory. This is bad. What if the little devil holds a grudge? He glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was currently acting spoiled in front of Chen Xin.

Chen Xin, in front of Ning Rongrong, was like any doting grandfather. But when he turned to face Flender and Yu Xiaogang, an overwhelming pressure instantly enveloped them.

Flender felt as though the sky and earth were collapsing, an immense weight pressing down on him. The old man before him seemed to grow infinitely tall, as if he were one with the heavens.

"Run! Run! Run!"

Every fiber of his being screamed at him to unleash his martial soul's true form and flee.

But Flender knew this was just his survival instinct kicking in. If he actually tried to run, the Seven Kill Sword would likely cut him down in an instant.

Escaping from a Super Douluo with a soul power level of 96? Not even a speed-type Soul Sage like him could manage it, let alone a Soul Douluo.

Flender's body instinctively wanted to bend, but he didn't dare. A domineering, razor-sharp intent surrounded him, making it clear that any sudden movement would result in his immediate decapitation.

He could only maintain this awkward posture, half-bowed, with his wings frozen in place, looking utterly ridiculous.

Beside him, Yu Xiaogang was in an even worse state. He was prostrate on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

If even Flender, a Soul Sage, felt like he would die if he moved, how could Yu Xiaogang, a mere level 29 Soul Grandmaster, withstand Chen Xin's pressure?

Chen Xin looked at the two of them as if they were ants by the roadside and said indifferently, "So, you wanted to teach Rongrong a lesson on behalf of Fengzhi?" As soon as the old man spoke, the overwhelming pressure dissipated.

Despite this, Flender was drenched in sweat and gasping for breath, while Yu Xiaogang on the ground continued to tremble. Flender, suppressing his fear, helped Yu Xiaogang to his feet.

Flender said bitterly, "Sword Douluo, this is a misunderstanding. I had no such intention."

"A misunderstanding? I heard it with my own ears. Are you saying I'm too old to hear properly?" Chen Xin raised an eyebrow, his gaze piercing.

Flender broke into a cold sweat and quickly bowed. "Today, I acted impulsively and spoke out of turn. I am willing to apologize and bear all the consequences. Please, Sword Douluo, show us mercy."

Chen Xin replied coolly, "Whether I show mercy or not depends on whether my little princess agrees."

Flender turned to look at Ning Rongrong, who snorted lightly. With Chen Xin backing her, the usually unruly little devil was now completely unstoppable.

"Flender, your measly compensation means nothing to me. How about this? If you admit that Shrek Academy is the trashiest academy, I'll let you off the hook today."

Shen An couldn't help but marvel at Ning Rongrong's ruthlessness. When it comes to twisting the knife, the little devil is a true professional.

But this was entirely Flender's fault. The incident earlier that morning had been Yu Xiaogang's doing—Luo Sanpao had recklessly bumped into Tom, and Yu Xiaogang had only offered a half-hearted apology, refusing to even pick up the items that had been knocked over.

Flender had then stepped in to defend his friend, using the excuse of disciplining someone else's child, even demanding that Shen An hand over Tom.

And now, the tables had turned. The child's guardian had arrived, and Flender didn't dare say a word.

As for Yu Xiaogang, the real culprit, he was still reeling from Chen Xin's overwhelming pressure.

Flender was furious. This was a direct attack on his pride. The thing he was most proud of in his life wasn't his soul power level—it was Shrek Academy, which he had built from the ground up.

And now, Ning Rongrong was forcing him to declare his academy as trash. Flender was about to protest when Chen Xin glanced at him.

That single glance made Flender feel as though he had been plunged into an icy abyss.

Flender looked at Ning Rongrong with a numb expression, forcing a smile onto his cunning face. But Ning Rongrong remained unmoved. Finally, Flender's face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly. He took a deep breath, as if steeling himself for what came next.

"Shrek Academy, founded by me, Flender, is trash!" Flender spat out each word, his voice trembling with anguish.

He had no choice. With the Sword Douluo present, if he didn't comply with Ning Rongrong's demand, both he and Yu Xiaogang would lose their lives.

"Are you satisfied now?" Flender asked Ning Rongrong in a hollow voice. The psychological blow of being forced to denounce his greatest pride was immeasurable.

"Fine. This young lady is magnanimous. I'll let you off today," Ning Rongrong said with a wave of her hand.

Flender then looked at Chen Xin, who said indifferently, "You may leave today. But if my little princess suffers even the slightest harm in the future, every single person from Shrek Academy will die without a proper burial."

Flender clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands. He wanted to say this wasn't fair, but he didn't dare. The rules of the Douluo Continent were clear: the strong ruled. Chen Xin was undeniably strong, and Flender couldn't argue.

Shen An was inwardly impressed. What a domineering Sword Douluo. It was clear that Chen Xin was worried about Ning Rongrong being targeted by Shrek Academy in the future, hence his warning.

Chen Xin didn't care whether the people of Shrek Academy held a grudge. If anything happened to Ning Rongrong, they would all pay with their lives.

This completely eliminated any thoughts of revenge from Shrek Academy. In fact, in some situations, they might even have to protect Ning Rongrong.

Unless, one day, Shrek Academy gained the power to defy Chen Xin...

Shen An couldn't help but feel envious of Ning Rongrong. Having a powerful backer is truly something else.

He glanced at Tom beside him and thought, When will Tom the Heavenly Emperor get a chance to show off and back me up like this?