Douluo Dalu: Stealing Through The Heavens

Zuzong thought to himself, "So this is Sun Buyu. He's been hiding in the dark and watching for so long, and now he finally shows up. He's really come at the right time! Is he trying to test my strength?"

The dishevelled Xue Beng was helped up by a few students, gasping for breath. He roared, "Teacher Sun, look at these two maniacs! They dared to beat us up like this! They clearly have no respect for our Heaven Dou Imperial Academy. You must stand up for us!"

Without saying anything else, our great Prince Xue Beng decided to smear the other side first.

Sun Buyu clearly didn't like Xue Beng. Others might fear him, but not Sun Buyu. Impatiently, he said, "I've seen the whole thing. Getting beaten up like this by two newcomers, aren't you ashamed? Xue Beng, this is the academy, not the capital. You better behave yourself and get out of my sight."

Then, he looked at Zuzong and Xiao Wu, as if trying to see through them. "You two, you have some strength. What's your name?"

Zuzong replied, "My name is Zuzong, and this is my 'sworn' sister, Xiao Wu. Here are our admission invitations." As he spoke, Zuzong handed over two special envelopes to Sun Buyu.

"Zu...Zong?" Even with Sun Buyu's composure, he had never heard such a cheeky name. If it weren't for the admission invitations, he would have thought he was being pranked.

Opening the envelopes, Sun Buyu's expression changed. His gaze toward Zuzong and Xiao Wu softened significantly.

"Alright, follow me. I'll take you to meet the Education Committee."

Zuzong smiled lightly and responded, "Then I'll trouble Teacher Sun."

Sun Buyu led Zuzong and Xiao Wu to the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy's Education Committee.

Other than the word "grand," Zuzong couldn't think of any other way to describe it. A single-story building towering over ten meters high, even more imposing than the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City.

Zuzong (envious of the rich): "These flesh-eating nobles. One day, I'll move all this money to my house."

Entering the Committee Hall, Zuzong found only four people inside. Aside from the three elderly men seated at the main positions, there was a middle-aged man around thirty standing nearby.

The three elders were simply sitting there, but they gave off an extraordinarily unique vibe. It felt as if they were the core of not only the main campus of Heaven Dou Imperial Academy but the entire institution. Even with warm smiles on their faces, their aura of power was impossible to hide.

Zuzong muttered softly, "So these are Heaven Dou Academy's Soul Douluo, and three of them at that."

Standing next to him, Xiao Wu shivered upon hearing "Soul Douluo," who could detect soul beasts. Instinctively, she hid behind Zuzong.

She trembled, occasionally sneaking glances at the three black-robed elders with the corners of her eyes, even forgetting that she had already shed her beast form.

Zuzong patted her little hand, signalling her not to be nervous. "Alright, alright, it's okay."

Long before, Zuzong had used the system to verify it. Even the system indicated that Xiao Wu was now a complete human. Otherwise, Zuzong wouldn't have dared to bring her here.

Sun Buyu bowed to the three elders sitting on the podium, saying, "Chief Education Committee members, I've brought the people the academy was looking for." Then, he smiled at the middle-aged man standing by the side. The middle-aged man nodded back with a smile, a brief greeting between them.

The elderly man in the center burst into laughter and stood up. "Not bad, not bad! Facing the pressure of us three and still remaining unafraid. Indeed, promising talents! I am the chief of the Education Committee, Meng Shenji. My martial soul is the Black Demon, an eighty-sixth level, eight-ring control-type Soul Douluo. Let me introduce you to the others."

As he spoke, Meng Shenji pointed to the short, plump elder on his left. "This is the second seat of the Academy Education Committee, Bai Baoshan, Soul Douluo. His martial soul is the Sky Star Furnace, an eighty-fifth level, eight-ring defense-type Soul Douluo."

The short, plump elder had a constant gentle smile on his face, his facial fat jiggling as he smiled. Hearing Meng Shenji's introduction, he nodded with a smile at Zuzong and Xiao Wu.

Meng Shenji then gestured to the last elder. "This is the third seat, Zhi Lin. His martial soul is the Sky Azure Vine , an eighty-third level, eight-ring control-type tool Soul Douluo."

Zhilin wasn't as cheerful as Meng Shenji and Bai Baoshan. Since Sun Buyu had brought Zuzong and Xiao Wu into the hall, he had been frowning.

A peculiar feeling lingered in his mind. He was not unfamiliar with this feeling, having experienced it in the past with one person—Chrysanthemum Douluo.

And that feeling was now emanating from the young man before him.

Zhi Lin stood up and asked seriously, "Young friend, would you mind showing me your martial soul?"

Zuzong nodded and said formally, "Zuzong, martial soul: Blue Silver Grass, control-strengthened attack type, thirty-seventh level, three-ring tool Soul Master."

As he spoke, Zuzong gestured for Xiao Wu to step back. Raising his right hand, a faint white light surfaced on his skin, and dark blue, almost black, Blue Silver Emperor with unique patterns surged out from his palm. 

Yellow, yellow, purple—three rings rose from his feet, spiraling up around his body, clearly displaying the characteristics of a three-ring Soul Master.

Zuzong didn't intend to hide his level any longer besides his spirit ring configuration and the Blue Silver Emperor. Since he was planning to join Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, it was only a matter of time before his level was exposed. Better to reveal it himself than be exposed later.

Everyone present, except for Xiao Wu, who already knew Zuzong's strength, was stunned.

Sun Buyu, holding the admission letters, was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. When he first discovered Zuzong and Xiao Wu, he was already surprised by them being Soul Elders under the age of thirteen. 

But to find out that Zuzong was a thirty-seventh level Soul Elder? That meant he reached Soul Elder at the age of eleven or even earlier. It was terrifying.

When Zuzong released his martial soul, Zhi Lin felt his suspicions come true. It was... martial soul suppression.

"This is martial soul suppression! My Sky Azure Vine martial soul is actually being suppressed," Zhi Lin exclaimed.

Suddenly, his black robe, a symbol of his Soul Douluo status, started fluttering without wind. Although he was just standing there, Zuzong could clearly feel the pressure around him increasing bit by bit.

Zuzong remained composed, though inwardly astonished, "Why does this old guy Zhilin love using pressure to test the juniors? He did the same thing when he first met Tang San in the original story. And now he's doing it to me. Starting right off at the thirty-fifth level, but that's okay—I can handle it."

Zhilin squinted his slightly clouded eyes, steadily increasing the pressure.

Thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight...

Up to the fortieth level, Zuzong appeared unaffected.

Zuzong: "Nonsense, I've already revealed my martial soul. How could anything happen at such a small level of pressure?"

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