Douluo: I’m Totally a Support Type… Probably

Morning

At Shrek Academy, on the dormitory rooftop, Tang San sat cross-legged, having just finished practicing the Purple Demon Eyes.

He opened his eyes, a pleased smile spreading across his face.

From the moment he mysteriously received power from "my place," all his problems seemed to vanish.

Since childhood, he had frequently forgotten small parts of the Xuan Tian Records, wasting countless hours trying to remember or deduce them.

His Martial Spirit, once strong, had gradually weakened until it was like fragile paper.

Practically useless.

His Soul Power always hit bottlenecks, demanding enormous amounts of energy to improve.

His Soul Power level lagged behind everyone around him.

In his past life, none of this happened. He had been a genius. Now, he was a joke.

But after receiving this mysterious power, everything changed.

He no longer forgot anything.

His Martial Spirit grew powerful enough to hold the Soul King level.

His Soul Power rose with no bottlenecks.

It was like a rebirth.

Finally, he was a genius once again.

Tasting this instant power-up, Tang San grew greedy for more.

Every day, he returned to the spot where he had gained his powers.

He repeated the same actions, punching trees and shouting in frustration.

His acting skills were perfect, flawlessly mimicking the actions from that day.

But he gained nothing, only pain from punching trees day after day.

The pain only fueled his hatred for whoever was responsible.

If Wu Lan knew what Tang San was thinking, he would simply say, "As expected of Tang San."

After finishing his routine, Tang San left the place with a lingering resentment and tended to his wounds.

Tang Hao, watching Tang San leave, was stunned.

"Has his head been damaged?" he wondered.

Tang San arrived at the training ground after caring for his wounds.

As soon as he appeared, Mubai and Hongjun rushed toward him respectfully.

"Senior Brother Tang San, the food is ready. Let's eat."

They had become like servants.

Inside, Tang San was pleased to receive their attention, outside, he was arrogant and indifferent, ignoring them completely and walking away.

His teacher had already explained, these two were merely outer disciples. Tang San was the only direct disciple and could command them as he wished.

Hearing this, Tang San was delighted to wield his newfound influence.

Mubai and Hongjun exchanged glances but continued to follow Tang San dutifully, ensuring they did everything for him like servants.

Oscar, observing this, was confused. Who was this proud Mubai and disobedient Ma Hongjun turned obedient followers?

As he pondered, he spotted Ning Rongrong leaving her dormitory and chased after her, forgetting about the others.

After eating, the group began training until nightfall.

That night, Ma Hongjun, wanting to relieve stress, slipped away to Soto City.

He returned with a swollen face.

Seeing this, Mubai asked what had happened.

Just as in the anime, Bu Le and Ma Hongjun had fought over a girl.

Bu Le, being from the Soul Sect, had smashed Ma Hongjun.

Mubai was furious.

Tang San recalled his clan rules, do not provoke anyone, but if provoked, kill them.

Tang san already regarded Mubai and Ma Hongjun as his property.

He already displayed murderous intent.

"Lets go, i will help you. "

Hearing Tang San's backing, Ma Hongjun felt emboldened and was ready to lead them against Bu Le.

This time, no one joined them, unlike Xiao Wu in the anime.

Soon, they arrived at the location but did not find Bu Le.

Fatty, familiar with the area, quickly inquired and located him.

Fatty's voice thundered through the tense air.

"Bastard! Finally found you!"

His anger was like a tidal wave, ready to crash down.

Bu Le scoffed, his cruel grin deepening.

"Once wasn't enough? This time, I'll break you and your friends. Completely."

Before anyone could react, Tang San stepped forward.

His expression was cold, his eyes sharp as blades.

Without warning, his Martial Spirit exploded to life, the Blue Silver Grass shot out like glowing chains, wrapping around Bu Le's limbs with an unyielding grip.

Bu Le's confident smirk faltered, his eyes widening as he struggled in vain against the binding.

Tang San's movements were fluid and deadly.

His hands flicked subtly, releasing a storm of tiny, sharp needles that whistled through the air.

Each needle struck with deadly precision.

One by one, Bu Le's defenses shattered.

His movements slowed, breaths grew ragged, and finally, his eyes lost their fire as he crumpled to the ground.

Not a muscle twitched on Tang San's face as he uttered coldly,

"A person who bullies the weak deserves to die."

If Wu Lan heard this, he would say, "Shameless double standard dog. For all the things you have done after becoming a god, you should have committed suicide countless times."

While Tang San cursed Bu Le, Mubai and Fatty watched the scene in fright, looking at Tang San who did not even blink after killing.

They thought, this was not the first time Tang San had killed.

Hearing his righteous words and recalling Tang San's past actions, they did not believe a word.

They even wanted to accuse him of bullying them during training and using poison in battles, but dared not, they were terrified by Tang San's coldness.

After that, Tang San left the scene, leaving the corpse behind as if nothing happened.

For the first time, they truly feared the man they once called comrade.

Three months passed since Wu Lan had left.

At Shrek Academy's training ground, Yu Xiaogong, Tang San, Mubai, Fatty, Oscar, and Rongrong gathered.

"Under my training, you have built a solid foundation and completed the first stage of training," Yu Xiaogong announced, while not forgetting to take credit.

Mubai and the others breathed sighs of relief, except Tang San, who had received preferential treatment during training.

Yu Xiaogong continued, "Now, for the second stage, you will go to the Soul Arena and earn the Silver Soul Badge. Only then will your training be complete."

Just as he began explaining the rules,

Three figures appeared near the gates.

[Author's Note:

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