Douluo: Modify the narration, everyone goes crazy!

Chapter 81: Continental Youth Soul Master Competition, Master Yu wants an official position!

"Tang San, you unfilial son!"

With a cold snort, Tang Hao, who was wearing a black cloak, kicked the door open. The sudden change also stopped the quarrel between Tang San and Yu Dashi.

After seeing clearly that the person coming was his father, Tang San was very happy. Ever since Tang Hao disappeared after causing a scene at the yoga conference for him that day, he has been worried about his father. Now Tang Hao's return has given him a lot of confidence.

A father who is a living Titled Douluo, this background is enough for him to walk sideways in Tiandou City.

"Father, father! I have good news for you! I recognize Dean Shen He as my father!"

Tang San, who was still under the influence of the narration system, did not notice Tang Hao's increasingly gloomy expression at all, but told his father the good news with great joy.

A Titled Douluo father has returned, and there is also a Dean of the Douluo Academy as his father. With two big dads, Tang San thinks that life is simply too good to be true.

"You like to recognize someone else as your father, right? I think I didn't discipline you when you were a child, and now your butt is itchy!"

Tang Hao didn't care that Yu Dashi was still there, he just grabbed Tang San with his big hand, then placed him upside down on his thigh, and the spirit Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his right hand.

"Dad! What are you doing! I found you a good brother, why are you doing this?"

Seeing that Tang Hao controlled him in the blink of an eye, and that he was about to beat him on the butt with the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San swallowed fearfully and tried to dissuade his father from this idea.

"Brothers?"

"Do you like to recognize someone else as your father?"

"You don't want my reputation as a Titled Douluo anymore, right? I can't protect my own son and he recognized someone else as his father. If this gets out, will I be shameless?"

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 again and again, making him scream.

"what!!!"

"Father, I was wrong! I was bewildered just now! Stop hitting me!"

With the repeated impacts on his buttocks, Tang San suddenly recovered from the influence of the system and begged for mercy to his father.

"Stop hitting me, my butt is going to split! My butt is made of flesh, not iron, father!"

"I will never do that again, and I will never recognize anyone else as my father again!"

"What! You're still thinking about the future!"

Tang Hao, who was furious, ignored Tang San's pleas for mercy and continued to make intimate contact with Tang San's butt with the hammer face.

"Stop fighting! My master is watching us!"

Yu Dashi, who was watching the furious Tang Hao come in and beat Tang San, didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that if he made a sound, Tang Hao would notice him and hold him accountable for stealing Tang San's skills and leading Tang San to deceive people.

Moreover, Yu Dashi was quite happy to see his bastard disciple Tang San being beaten. After all, the other party had just quarreled with him and threatened to sever ties with him.

"Humph! Now that you're getting beaten up, you think of me, your master? I also support Your Majesty in beating him up!"

Yu Dashi didn't care about Tang San's pleading look, and immediately told Tang Hao to beat him up, and he wouldn't interfere. "Who do you think you are? Do you have any right to interfere with my son's teaching?"

Tang Hao had no intention of giving Yu Dashi any face. If he had been busy, he would have beaten them both at once.

"Get out of here right now!"

Hearing Tang Hao's roar, Yu Dashi immediately fled from this place of trouble, fearing that Tang Hao would beat him up as well. You know, the Clear Sky Hammer would show mercy when beating his own son, and if he didn't stop beating him, his anus would probably explode.

Isn't he just a Titled Douluo? You make him look like my dad!
Secretly complaining in his heart, Yu Dashi was somewhat dissatisfied with his father. Tang San's father at least came to see him and wanted to save him if anything happened, but his own father didn't care about him.

"But if I really accept Dean Shen He as my godfather and cling to his support, won't 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 began to think.

"Why don't we go find Dean Shen He now and see if we can find something relaxing to do so that we can regain our freedom soon?"

Master Yu also has to save face, and he feels uncomfortable being pointed at and criticized by students in Douluo Academy every day, especially those students who don't listen to his nonsense and seem to think he is a clown.

Moreover, if he could get an official position among the students, he would be able to make those students who usually mocked him respect him, so that he would not have to walk around the academy with his face covered every day.

Thinking of this, Yu Dashi quickly walked towards Dean Shen He's office.

In the dean's office, Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, sat opposite Shen He. Qian Renxue made tea skillfully and elegantly while discussing the future development direction of Douluo Academy with Shen He.

"President Shen He, the development of Douluo Academy is quite good under your leadership. The college system is a very advanced system among all the soul master academies in the continent. I heard that the Spirit Hall seems to be trying to imitate it."

Listening to Qian Renxue's meaningful words, Shen He took a sip of tea, shrugged his shoulders and spoke slowly.

"Imitation is imitation. I have always been imitated but never surpassed. The Spirit Hall's responsiveness and system are actually quite good. If I were not the dean of Douluo Academy, I would have wanted to join the Spirit Hall."

"Dean Shen He, are you kidding me?"

"No, I have always longed for the Spirit Hall. At least its philosophy is much better than that of the nobles."

"Ahem, why are we talking about this? Why don't you think about the annual competition? I remember that the time for the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is coming soon. Dean Shen He, do you have any arrangements?"

"Really? Ahem, I haven't really paid much attention to it, but with the strength of our Douluo Academy, we are expected to win this competition."

"Is Dean Shen He so confident?"

"Of course. Our Douluo Academy has recruited many talented spirit masters since the merger. With the previous foundation, isn't it easy to put together a main team and a secondary team? I don't think the teams of other high-level spirit master academies can compare with the spirit masters of our academy."

Shen He answered Qian Renxue's question without any hesitation. It was so funny. Originally, Shrek Academy was sure to win. Now that it had upgraded and evolved into Douluo Academy, a team with so many talented soul masters that was stronger than before, how could it lose?

"I remember the rules that only students sent by participating colleges must be 25 years old or below, and the number of participants in each game must reach seven."

"That's right. Why did Dean Shen He bring this up? Is there a 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 this chapter)