Chương 214: Chapter 209: Slapping Yu Xiaogang! Luo Yu's Benefactor Is the True Master!!_1
Brock Yu spoke with an air of arrogance, standing straight as a rod at the entrance to Blue Tyrant Academy.
He carried himself with the attitude of a man returning to his own home.
The two Gatekeepers frowned slightly, not fond of Brock's manner of speaking.
"Sir, do you have an invitation?"
Brock glared, "Do I need an invitation to visit your academy?"
The Gatekeeper said, "Our Principal is very busy with daily work and also needs to practice. It is not possible for everyone who wants to meet her to do so."
"If you're a Soul King or above in strength, you could simply release a breath of your Soul Power and we will notify her."
"If you're not, then please submit an invitation."
Brock replied impatiently, "What's with all these ridiculous rules? I'm an old acquaintance of your Principal; I don't need all this nonsense. Just let me in."
The Gatekeeper asked, "Are you a Soul King?"
Brock's face twitched, "No."
"Do you have an invitation?"
"No," Brock shook his head.
The Gatekeeper continued, "Sorry, but without this or that..."
"We can't let you in, as we have to follow the rules."
Brock grew angry, "Are you brain-dead? I told you I'm an old friend of your Principal. Can't you understand that?"
The Gatekeeper replied sternly, "I'm sorry, sir, but every day in Tiandou City, there are people like you who come to the academy's gates wanting to meet Principal Erlong, but in reality, they are just admirers of the Principal."
"The Principal has already given instructions that such people are categorically not to be seen."
Brock, upon hearing the Gatekeeper's words, felt not anger but delight.
After all these years, Sister Erlong must still be waiting for him, otherwise, how could she refuse other admirers so heartlessly?
Brock cleared his throat, "I am not like those vulgar ones. You may go in and inform Erlong, just mention my name and she will definitely come out to see me."
The two Gatekeepers huddled together, whispering.
"Brother, have you ever heard the name Brock Yu?"
"I haven't; have you?"
"I haven't either; where did this guy come from out of the blue?"
"With his confident appearance, could he truly know the Principal?"
"Get real, his aura is even weaker than some of our students'. How could the Principal have such a weak friend? He's probably just another fanatic admirer of the Principal."
"Alright, let's just send him away."
After conferring, the Gatekeepers turned and made a pushing motion with their hands.
"I'm sorry, sir. Perhaps we are truly ignorant, but we've never heard of your fame. So, we cannot let you in. Please leave immediately."
Brock's face instantly darkened.
"You've never heard of Brock Yu, the Master of Theory?"
The Gatekeeper asked, "What master?"
"Master of Theory," Brock's patience was running thin.
The Gatekeeper shook his head, "Sorry, never heard of it."
Brock's pride was wounded, and his face turned ashen.
"Enough nonsense, just go report."
"If Erlong finds out I was at the gate and you sent me away,"
"you both would regret it."
The two Gatekeepers said nothing, ignoring Brock's anger as if they were accustomed to it.
Brock's expression grew uglier by the second.
"What are you dawdling for?"
"Are you deaf, didn't you hear what I said?"
The Gatekeeper gave a smile and made a shooing gesture.
"Please leave immediately, do not cause a disturbance at the academy gate."
"We too are just following the rules."
Brock was so angry his eyelid twitched and he pointed a finger at the two Gatekeepers.
"You'll regret this, mark my words."
"If I leave now and Erlong blames you, it won't be so easy to invite me back then."
The air fell into a brief silence.
The Gatekeeper suggested, "Don't just talk the talk; if you're going to leave, then be on your way."
"You will regret this," Brock's fingers trembled with rage, he threw a fierce glare at them and then stormed off, flinging his sleeves.
But after just ten steps, he stopped.
The Gatekeeper asked, "Why have you stopped again?"
Brock turned around and stormed back, seething with anger.
His body burst forth with the peak aura of a Level 29 Soul Power.
"I'm such a fool, wasting so much breath on you two block-headed Gatekeepers."
"Wanting to meet Erlong, a mere two Gatekeepers can't stop me."
The Gatekeeper's expression turned serious, "Are you attempting to force your way in?"
Brock sneered, too lazy to speak further, paying no attention to the two Gatekeepers.
He charged forward.
With a thud,
Brock looked astonished, his chest stamped with two footprints, as he was sent flying back.
The two Gatekeepers, each encircled by two Soul Rings, looked down with contempt.
"You dare try to force your way in with that level of cultivation?"
"Ptui."
"With your abilities, it would be strange if you knew our Principal Erlong."
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"And to think we just talked to you in a gentle tone, what a waste of respect."
Brock scrambled up from the ground, his face filled with shock, completely flabbergasted by the two kicks he had just received.
He hadn't expected that he wouldn't be able to beat two gatekeepers.
What he didn't know was that all the gatekeepers at Blue Tyrant Academy were students who rotated regularly.
Seeing the scornful looks in the gatekeepers' eyes brought back memories of being taught a lesson by Master Luo Yu.
His pride was deeply wounded.
His eyes were red with anger as he bellowed, "You two... you two dared to hit me?"
"Do you know what my relationship is with Principal Erlong?"
"Who's making all that noise at the gate? It's so annoying." A burly youth walked out from the academy.
The two gatekeepers nodded and saluted in unison.
"Senior Huang Yuan."
Huang Yuan asked, "What's going on? All this racket."
The gatekeeper pointed at Brock.
"Senior, this guy claims to be some big-shot theorist and a good friend of Principal Erlong. His strength is abysmal, though. He couldn't even beat us – clearly, he's lying."
Huang Yuan nodded and walked toward Brock, sizing him up.
"What did you say you are?"
"A theorist master?"
Brock said, "These two have limited experience; they haven't heard of me."
"Given your appearance, you should be a senior disciple at Blue Tyrant Academy. Surely you've heard of the name Brock?"
Huang Yuan replied coldly, "Sorry to say, I haven't."
"You don't qualify to be called a master."
"In this world, there's only one theorist master I acknowledge."
Brock's eyes widened in fury, "You say I don't qualify?"
"If I don't qualify, who does?!"
"Heh, what are you? Even my two junior brothers beat you."
Huang Yuan's eyes flashed with fervor.
"Heard of Master Luo Yu, the true genius?"
The two gatekeepers lit up, "Senior Huang Yuan, are you talking about Master Luo Yu who gave you four extreme Soul Rings?"
Huang Yuan's expression was filled with utmost admiration.
"Yes, it is because of Benefactor Luo Yu that we escaped from the soul beasts and my strength has significantly improved. This was all due to his guidance."
"Without him, I wouldn't be who I am today."
"He is the real master."
Huang Yuan glanced at the disheveled Brock and said coldly, "What times are these, when any Tom, Dick, or Harry claims to be a master?"
Brock's face darkened.
"Who did you say you were talking about just now?"
"Luo Yu?"
"You call him master?"
"Shut up! What right do you have to show disrespect to Benefactor Luo Yu? Talk nonsense again and I'll cut out your tongue."
Huang Yuan's stern rebuke was accompanied by a murderous glare.
Ever since Luo Yu descended like a divine being and saved them, patiently helping them hunt soul beasts and personally mentoring them,
Huang Yuan had placed Luo Yu in the most revered position in his heart, not allowing anyone to slander him.
Brock's head throbbed with rage as he bit down on his teeth tightly.
Why was it Luo Yu everywhere?
Why was Luo Yu all over the place!
Was that kid a lingering ghost?
He himself was the true master; what was Luo Yu but someone destined to be defeated by him and Tang San?
Brock felt that the veneration in these people's eyes should belong to him.
No, he had to see Erlong.
He would tell her that Luo Yu was their common enemy and urge her to kick these ignorant disciples out.
Brock decided to hold back for now, waiting to settle the score with the academy after he met with Principal Erlong.
He suppressed his anger, forcing a smile, "Huang Yuan is it? Please relay a message to Principal Erlong for me."
"I'm her boyfriend, her fiancé to be exact."
Huang Yuan and the two gatekeepers' eyes widened for a moment, then they looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
They found it utterly ludicrous.
Huang Yuan laughed until his expression turned ice cold.
"Our teacher, Principal Erlong, is recognized as the goddess of Tiandou City. She has many admirers, all better than you. And you?"
"You think you're worthy?"
"Ugly with pathetic strength, spouting nothing but hot air."
"Get lost, the further the better. Your sight is nauseating."
"Heh," Brock snorted coldly, shaking his head, "Young man, words have consequences. Once you call for your principal, you'll understand what's really happening."
Huang Yuan stepped closer to Brock with a smile on his face.
"Call for our principal?"
"Yes," Brock nodded.
"Call this for your mother."
Huang Yuan's face switched instantly, as he slapped Brock across the face, sending a gust of wind and plastering it directly onto Brock's face, causing him to spin on the spot and crash to the ground a distance away.
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