Douluo: Danheng just want to avoid trouble, Gu Yuena Pursues.-Chapter 163: Shrek Team vs. Blue Tyrant Team

Library.

Dan Heng had just finished reading a book and set it down.

He had now finished all the books he borrowed from the Heaven Dou Grand Library.

He would need to borrow more in a while.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi immediately guessed the reason and said softly, "Mr. Dan Heng, I have a collection of books at home. I could send some over..."

Dan Heng shook his head. "No need."

He didn't want to owe Ning Fengzhi too many favors.

Favors always needed to be repaid, which would likely drag him into a whirlpool of entanglements.

Ning Fengzhi nodded gently. After thinking for a moment, he continued,"Speaking of reading widely, I believe there's only one person who could match you in that regard."

Dan Heng remained silent. He didn't really think of himself as widely read—more out of habit than passion.

To say he loved reading or was deeply into academic study would be false.

It's just that the knowledge of the Douluo Continent was so basic, he could master it effortlessly.

Ning Fengzhi, in a chatty mood, went on,"The man I'm speaking of is Yu Xiaogang, once renowned and respected as 'The Grandmaster.' I once thought that no one could surpass him in theory."

"Unfortunately, the heavens are jealous of talent. That grandmaster released what were practically era-defining theories, yet he was suppressed and forgotten. Such a pity."

Ning Fengzhi sighed, grieving the fall of a once-great mind.

Dan Heng wasn't particularly moved. However, the name did trigger a vague memory... Yu Xiaogang?

Wasn't he the guy who gave Liu Erlong a heart-shaped rock?

Just then, footsteps echoed.

Heading directly for the front desk.

Dan Heng looked up and raised an eyebrow slightly. Speak of the devil.

Yu Xiaogang had actually shown up?

Ning Fengzhi was also surprised—what a coincidence.

He had seen Yu Xiaogang at the Poison Douluo's funeral and had considered visiting him. He never expected to see him here.

However, Yu Xiaogang only had eyes for Dan Heng, not even noticing Ning Fengzhi.

"So, you're Dan Heng...?"

Yu Xiaogang stared at Dan Heng and asked directly.

Dan Heng frowned slightly. Judging from his tone, this wasn't a friendly visit.

Yu Xiaogang continued, "I'm here to find a few books. Since you're the librarian, you should know where they are, right?"

"Maybe." Dan Heng replied flatly.

Yu Xiaogang smirked. He was here to knock Dan Heng down a peg and avenge Dai Mubai... but really, he wanted to prove he was superior!

How could Dan Heng possibly win over Gu Yuena?!

"The first book is written by a soul emperor named Ma Lie. It's about choosing soul ring ages. Do you know which one it is?"

Dan Heng paused in thought.

Ning Fengzhi nodded to himself in admiration. As expected of the Grandmaster—he casually mentioned a book even Ning hadn't heard of.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes glinted with pride. "This book isn't well known but has unique insights. You don't know it, do you?"

Dan Heng shook his head. "I know it. But we don't have it here."

"What?! How can you not have it? Didn't your academy purchase it?" Yu Xiaogang narrowed his eyes.

He had personally asked Liu Erlong to introduce that book—part of his effort to leave a mark at Blue Tyrant Academy.

Those books were one of his tools for asserting his presence.

Dan Heng replied, "The arguments in that book weren't rigorous. I didn't approve its acquisition."

"???" Yu Xiaogang froze, staring at Dan Heng in disbelief.

"You... you actually have that kind of insight? The soul ring ages in it are just short by a few decades—not a big deal."

"Unless... have you read some grandmaster's theoretical works?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Dan Heng expectantly.

If Dan Heng were his fan, he'd be delighted!

It'd be a total victory!

"No. It's just that every individual is different. Assigning an optimal soul ring age with rough estimates is erroneous."

Dan Heng shook his head.

Yu Xiaogang's gleeful expression instantly vanished.

It turned cold.

Dan Heng hadn't just dismissed the book's author—he had slapped Yu Xiaogang's face as well.

"You're just a librarian, and you think you understand theory? How dare you say that? You're saying the grandmaster and the book's author don't know better than you?!"

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Yu Xiaogang asked, suppressing his fury.

Dan Heng glanced at the increasingly heated Yu Xiaogang."A soul master with a top-tier martial soul and rigorous training since childhood versus an ordinary one relying on naturally accumulated soul power—should they absorb soul rings of the same age?"

"You...?!" Yu Xiaogang's face changed drastically. Dan Heng had just delivered a fatal blow.

"You don't understand anything! Theoretical limits are the same! Soul ring absorption is all about soul power! Got it?!"

Yu Xiaogang was still arguing.

Dan Heng could no longer be bothered.

Yu Xiaogang, now red-faced with rage, could do nothing about it.

Off to the side, Ning Fengzhi nodded secretly. He agreed with Dan Heng: soul ring age couldn't be the same for everyone.

Even if Yu Xiaogang was right and it depended solely on soul power...

Every individual's soul power was still different!

"Then do you know a book written by Lan Yu on the relationship between soul power attributes and martial souls?" Yu Xiaogang asked coldly.

Lan Yu was one of his pseudonyms.

He had published the book on his twenty-third birthday as a "birthday gift" to himself.

After submission to Spirit Hall, it had been praised and widely distributed across the continent!

Ning Fengzhi looked at Yu Xiaogang and nodded lightly. He remembered the hype surrounding the book clearly!

One man's talent had impressed all of Spirit Hall!

Dan Heng frowned slightly. "That book isn't in our collection either."

"Why not?! Shouldn't you have added it?" Yu Xiaogang asked coldly, his tone rising.

That book was also one he had added to the library.

His plan was to reveal—"accidentally"—to his students that he had authored it, thus raising his prestige.

Dan Heng explained, "The experiments in that book are too simplistic. They didn't even manage basic variable control. It's filled with the author's conjectures and lacks practicality. It has no reference value—nor is it worth collecting."

"..." Yu Xiaogang looked like an eggplant scorched by fire.

He slammed the service desk, eyes reddened, staring hard at Dan Heng.

"You... you..."

Yu Xiaogang was fuming. "Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable! I'll talk to Liu Erlong and have you fired from your job as librarian!"

He stormed off in anger.

He had come to show off and embarrass Dan Heng.

But in the end, he got slapped in the face multiple times—and was now dizzy with rage.

As he exited, he walked straight into the glass door.

Bang...!!

Yu Xiaogang fell on his butt. A few students entering saw this and couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?!" Yu Xiaogang got up, angry and embarrassed.

Seeing the students roll up their sleeves, he fled in panic.

Laughter echoed around the room.

Ning Fengzhi's lips twitched at the scene.

His image of Yu Xiaogang shattered completely.

So this was the "Grandmaster" he'd revered?

Where was the dignity of a scholar?

"Mr. Dan Heng, do you know who he was?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

Dan Heng slightly shook his head. "Seems like he's the same Yu Xiaogang you mentioned."

"..." Ning Fengzhi wiped his face, cheeks burning.

Well, he just got face-slapped too!

He had just praised Yu Xiaogang, only for the man to behave so childishly.

He was a little too embarrassed to stay.

...

Tianshui Team's Room.

Knock knock knock...!

Shui Yue'er went to open the door but paused halfway.

Shui Bing'er reminded her, "Yue'er, we only have half an hour to rest—you're not allowed to go to the library!"

Shui Yue'er immediately deflated, sighing. "Alright, alright. I won't go. You just don't understand how amazing Mr. Dan Heng is..."

As she spoke, she opened the door.

Outside stood Flender, grinning like a scheming merchant.

Bang...! Shui Yue'er closed the door again.

"So ugly," she stuck her tongue out and said sheepishly.

"Don't be rude."

Shui Bing'er was helpless. Her little sister was such a sucker for good looks—hopeless!

Shui Yue'er finally opened the door again and apologized to Flender, explaining, "I thought it was a bad guy at first..."

"..." Flender's smile froze a bit.

Honestly, the explanation made it worse.

The Tianshui girls were used to Shui Yue'er's antics and burst into laughter.

Flender didn't mind—he never claimed to be a good guy.

After all, he was the one who said, "If you don't dare cause trouble, you're useless!"

"I'm here with a little wager. Want in? Don't be too quick to say no—hear me out..."

He explained the bet.

The girls exchanged surprised glances—impressed by Flender's business sense.

He found a way to profit even from a sparring match.

Shui Yue'er said, "Just bet on Blue Tyrant. They'll definitely win!"

Xue Wu laughed, "Because that's who the librarian bet on?"

"Yep! Mr. Dan Heng can't be wrong!"

Shui Yue'er said matter-of-factly.

Shui Bing'er shook her head, "That's not right. We don't know anything about the Shrek Team aside from their age. What if all six of them are prodigies?"

"No way! I just have confidence in our Shrek Team, but objectively, things don't look great," Flender sighed dramatically.

Shui Bing'er thought for a moment and smiled. "I'll bet. I bet Shrek Team wins. Wager: 3,000 gold soul coins."

"What?!" Flender was dumbfounded.

He had hoped for Shrek's win to earn big.

Now Shui Bing'er flipped the script—if she won, he'd lose a fortune!

"What's wrong? Flender, don't you want to accept my bet?"

Shui Bing'er smiled gently.

"Isn't that too much...?" Flender asked awkwardly.

"It's not. Just that much."

Shui Bing'er insisted.

Flender wiped the sweat from his brow. He was actually nervous now. "Alright then... if you insist..."

He gave her a receipt, his posture a little hunched.

Just as he was leaving, another woman arrived—it was Huo Wu. Seeing the scene inside, she asked, "What are you all doing?"

Flender lit up like he saw salvation and explained the betting.

"Right now, betting on Blue Tyrant yields a 3-to-1 payout!"

He had raised the stakes big time—after all, Shrek was bound to win. Might as well rake it in.

Huo Wu blinked, then smiled.

"Shui Bing'er, how much did you bet?"

"Three thousand, on Shrek."

"Heh, you really don't know how strong Blue Tyrant is. With Zhu Zhuqing on their team, you can't win. I'll bet six thousand on Blue Tyrant."

Huo Wu didn't hesitate and handed over a few thousand coins.

"Great!" Flender looked like he saw his savior again, quickly giving her a receipt.

Huo Wu smiled at Flender, "Don't regret it later."

"Regret what? If I go broke, Dean Liu will cover for me. Don't worry."

Flender hummed a tune and walked off.

...

Flender continued to con people into betting at Blue Tyrant Academy, raking in over 13,000 gold soul coins with the 3-to-1 odds!

He grinned from ear to ear every day.

The day before the match, he finally stopped and went to watch the Shrek Team train.

By this point, Dai Mubai had mostly recovered.

Though they only had six members, their teamwork was impeccable.

They had a good chance even against the Elemental Team!

Of course—that was Yu Xiaogang's assessment.

Not to mention, they had trained specifically to counter Blue Tyrant.

Flender stroked his chin as he watched. "Not good! We're still down a person. We have to win this easily and beautifully!"

Zhao Wuji chuckled from the side,"Flender, I think you're just scared of losing your shorts. Word is you've been quite the con man at Blue Tyrant Academy."

Flender rolled his eyes, "You don't understand the cost of living until you run a household. It's all for Shrek's future construction fund!"

"Anyway, you six—listen up. Victory only. No defeats!"

"We're one short. If we pull someone from Blue Tyrant to fill the gap, it might just drag us down. So I have an idea..."

Flender grinned slyly and looked at Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang frowned, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Flender said, "Xiaogang, only you going up there gives me peace of mind. You may be older, but your soul power is low! You won't be rejected."

Yu Xiaogang's forehead pulsed with black veins.

This bastard just had to rub salt in the wound!

His soul power being similar to Tang San's was already embarrassing—and now this was brought up publicly!

"I'm not going!"

Flender draped his arm around Yu Xiaogang's shoulder and said persuasively,"Xiaogang, you're a theoretical master. These six little monsters are talented, sure, but they lack maturity and vision. Without you leading them, I fear disaster."

"Think about it—this is Shrek's first public match. You don't want us to lose, right?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang finally nodded. "Fine. I'll do it..."

(End of Chapter)