Just how fast was a Titled Douluo?
In the blink of an eye, she could cross the distance to East Sea Elementary Academy.
Leng Yaozhu entered the school grounds. After sensing Na'er's spiritual power, she concealed her aura and quietly moved in that direction.
It seemed to be a physical education class. From what she could sense, Na'er was getting along well with the other children.
Over the past few months, Na'er appeared to have grown a lot and was no longer so withdrawn.
With a soft sigh, Leng Yaozhu felt, for the first time, that leaving Na'er here had been the right choice.
Then she got closer and saw the scene with her own eyes.
She froze.
Su Wuyan, who arrived a moment later, froze as well.
…Good grief.
On the playground.
After three months of bonding with his classmates, Arthur had completely regained his childish innocence.
Or maybe he had always had a childlike heart.
In any case, he did not feel the least bit embarrassed about it. After all, he really was a child right now.
They were playing a role-playing spirit battle game. The story was about a knight defeating villains and rescuing a princess.
Arthur was playing the Knight King.
"Evil Knight King, today is the day you die! Don't think you're getting the princess back!"
The classmates playing villains rushed forward together.
"Hmph! Since ancient times, justice has always triumphed over evil!"
Arthur shouted righteously as he leapt onto his steed in one smooth motion.
Summoning the Sword of Promised Victory, he pointed it straight ahead.
"Where are the Thirteen Knights of the Round Table?"
"We are here!" Thirteen classmates jumped out at once, striking exaggerated military salutes.
Do not ask why there were thirteen besides Arthur. It was simply convenient.
Incidentally, the script had been written by Arthur himself, and he was also serving as the action director.
"Charge!"
In an instant, everyone piled together in a chaotic heap, launching into turn-based combat with rock-paper-scissors deciding initiative.
Li Xiaoyun stood off to the side. She had been worried at first, but now she was laughing so hard her stomach hurt.
So the question was…
Where was Na'er?
Was she playing the princess waiting at the end?
No.
She was playing the mount.
That's right. Arthur was currently sitting on Na'er's shoulders.
Na'er stood straight, feet planted firmly, carrying Arthur. Her usually cute face was flushed bright red, whether from embarrassment or exertion was hard to say.
Probably both.
Poor Na'er, meeting someone like Arthur at such a young age.
Each of the thirteen knights held back one opponent, leaving only a single villain.
"Get him!"
"Finish him! Golden Dragon King!"
At the command, Na'er began to charge. It had to be said, she truly lived up to her Golden Dragon martial soul that had evolved from the Silver Dragon King. Even with Arthur on her shoulders, it felt as though she were carrying nothing at all.
"Wait, wait, stop a second."
Na'er came to a halt.
Arthur reminded her seriously, "How did you forget again? I've told you so many times. Before charging, you need a battle cry. That's the soul of it."
"Do it again. Show me the Golden Dragon's presence."
Arthur cleared his throat.
"Finish him! Golden Dragon King!"
This time, Na'er paused for a brief moment. Her face turned a deep, burning red, so embarrassed it was almost as if steam might rise from her head.
"Awooo…" she cried softly.
"More spirit! Don't embarrass the Golden Dragon!"
"AWOO!!!"
Charge!
"Barbarian Charge!"
Li Xiaoyun was laughing so hard she could barely catch her breath. Unfortunately, she would not be laughing for long.
In the distance, she saw a voluptuous beauty walking over, her expression dark.
Li Xiaoyun's heart sank.
She did not recognize the woman, but she recognized the person following obediently behind her.
Su Wuyan, the branch tower master of East Sea City's Spirit Pagoda.
The final villain fell under the Golden Dragon King's overwhelming charge.
They reached the spot where the princess was being held.
A chubby kid sat there, bored, drawing circles on the ground.
"My lord, this subordinate arrived late. I deserve punishment!"
The chubby kid's face instantly lit up.
"Finally it's over! My turn, my turn, my turn to play the Knight King!"
"Well… then you'll need to find a mount first."
That made sense. The chubby kid looked around, only to see all his classmates deliberately avoiding his gaze.
There was only one Na'er in the class. The others could not carry him.
"Sister Na'er." He looked at her pitifully.
"Nope."
Na'er shook her head. "I only let big brother ride me."
"That's right. Na'er and I are a fixed team." Arthur nodded solemnly.
Na'er, beneath him, beamed and lifted her chin proudly.
The chubby kid felt his soul leave his body.
"Skip him. Who's next in line?"
"Looks like it's Na'er's turn?"
Someone spoke up.
Before Na'er could celebrate, Arthur's expression suddenly changed. "Oh no, my stomach hurts. How about we play again next time?"
"Next time?"
A low voice, heavy with suppressed anger, suddenly cut in.
"I think it should be now. Immediately."
Hm?
Arthur guided Na'er to turn around. What came into view was a beautiful woman with a fierce, blazing presence.
Su Wuyan stood behind her.
"Uncle?"
"Teacher?"
Na'er's surprised voice came from below.
Teacher?
This time, Arthur truly stiffened. His mind began racing at top speed.
At the same time, Su Wuyan looked at him sympathetically and silently mouthed two words.
Heavenly Phoenix.
Heavenly Phoenix?
Heavenly Phoenix!
In that instant, everything clicked into place.
Why was Na'er at his school, in his class?
Because the administrative officer had never sent her to an orphanage. She had been taken in by Leng Yaozhu. With Na'er's talent, becoming Leng Yaozhu's disciple would have been effortless.
And with the help of Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, finding him afterward would have been easy.
The moment he understood, Arthur dismounted smoothly.
"Greetings, Your Excellency Heavenly Phoenix."
A blond boy playing around with a little girl, caught by her guardian.
Tragic.
"Did you hear what I just said?" Leng Yaozhu said coldly. "I said it's time for Na'er to ride you."
"Teacher, I don't mind."
Na'er stepped in front of Arthur, fearless.
Just as Arthur had once stood in front of her.
"Na'er." Leng Yaozhu was momentarily stunned.
In just three months, Na'er had grown so much that there was no trace left of the timid, withdrawn girl she had first met.
But when she thought about the price of that growth, her anger flared again.
"Climb on, Na'er."
Arthur was already crouched down. He was not someone who could not take it. Earlier had just been an act to tease Na'er.
"Mmm." Na'er's face, which had just calmed down, slowly turned red again. She answered softly and carefully sat on Arthur's shoulders.
As Arthur stood up, Na'er let out a small cry of surprise and shyly hugged his head.
"Everyone line up! One more round!"
"Yes!"
It had to be said, children in Douluo matured quickly. The classmates immediately understood, cheering happily as they took their positions.
"Finish him, Golden Dragon King."
"Uh, Na'er, you mixed up the lines. When I'm the mount, I'm called Invincible Tyrannosaurus."
"Finish him, Invin… Invincible Tyrannosaurus."
"Woohoo!!!"
Arthur's shamelessness truly knew no bounds. After becoming the mount, he grew even more uninhibited.
Carrying Na'er, he charged wildly across the field, knocking down villains left and right, completely unstoppable.
After all, mounts did not need lines, only battle cries.
By contrast, Na'er felt even more mortified than before. Sitting on Arthur's shoulders, she curled up, hugging his head tightly.
Watching this, Leng Yaozhu felt a wave of regret. The game itself was deeply flawed. No matter who was on top or bottom, the one at a disadvantage was always Na'er.
After taking a long breath, she finally stated her true purpose for coming.
"Na'er, it's time to come back with me."
Arthur was shocked and devastated.
Come on.
Are we really doing a Na'er separation arc now?
In the original, this did not happen for at least three years. How did it turn into just three months for me?
Na'er, who had been happily playing with Arthur's little ahoge, froze when she heard this. The joy on her face visibly faded.
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