Chapter 15: I Already Said, You Should Call Them Plants When at the Academy

Lu'erdi'ala?

This name seems a bit familiar.

Su Linfeng suddenly thought of something, his eyes widening instantly as he looked at Lu'erdi'ala.

He remembered.

Wasn't Lu'erdi'ala that tragic man, the Spirit Douluo sent by the Spirit Hall to hunt down Tang San, who was repeatedly interrupted and slapped away by Yue Guan during the operation?

He was actually Zhang Ping's uncle, and a teacher at Wuhun Academy to boot.

Lu'erdi'ala's martial soul was a Golden Eagle, and Zhang Ping's was a Golden Bird; it made perfect sense for them to be uncle and niece.

What a coincidence.

He never expected to run into him.

One large and two small figures walked together toward Wuhun Academy.

"You are Su Linfeng?"

Lu'erdi'ala puffed out his chest slightly, his face full of composure and arrogance, and said as he walked: "I heard you also have an avian martial soul?"

Although Su Linfeng's talent was astonishing, Lu'erdi'ala was, after all, a teacher at the academy and could be considered an elder, so he had to put on a bit of an act.

Even though Lu'erdi'ala looked very stern.

Su Linfeng still wanted to laugh when he saw him like this.

However, he could still hold it in for now; before he could respond, Zhang Ping, who was to the side, busied herself with introductions: "Uncle, Su Linfeng's martial soul is a black fire bird, and it's exceptionally powerful."

"Just a fire bird?"

Lu'erdi'ala raised an eyebrow slightly, looking somewhat surprised: "A fire bird is so powerful that one person defeated all seven of you?"

Just a fire bird?

These six words seemed to stand at the very top of the avian hierarchy of contempt.

You have no idea what kind of fire bird that actually is.

"Teacher."

Su Linfeng finally spoke up to explain: "Actually, it's not as strong as Zhang Ping says. The reason I was able to win the assessment yesterday was entirely because my soul power is a little bit higher than theirs; it was just a lucky win."

"You are quite humble."

Lu'erdi'ala's eye twitched, and he almost lost his composure.

He thought to himself, is this little guy speaking human language?

Innate Full Spirit Power at level 20, with soul power double that of his peers—you call that a little bit higher?

Using a Domain to hard-counter the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Hu Liena and Xie Yue—you call that a lucky win?

He had only been boasting a moment ago to maintain his status as a teacher; although Lu'erdi'ala hadn't seen Su Linfeng's talent with his own eyes, he had heard of it: "Little guy, what do you think of our Pingping?"

Su Linfeng: "Huh?"

"Uncle! What are you saying?"

Before Su Linfeng could react, Zhang Ping, who was to the side, tilted her head and refused to go along with it: "Even if Su Linfeng's martial soul is very suitable for our family, he is only...? Besides, Hu Liena is my good sister, I won't fight her for a man."

As her voice fell, Su Linfeng almost lost his footing and tripped.

What is all this?

Is that what your uncle meant? He must have been asking what you think of his talent!

You even know you're only six years old!

Is this something a six-year-old child can say?

And not fighting Hu Liena for a man—what does this have to do with Hu Liena? Everyone knows people on the Douluo Continent mature early, but isn't this a bit too early?

But the words that followed from Lu'erdi'ala made Su Linfeng feel as if his hundred thousand years had been lived in vain.

"What kind of defeatist talk is that!"

Lu'erdi'ala gave a light snort, "Are you afraid or do you not want to? Our Golden Eagle Clan is the head of all birds, not just because of strength, but because we must have a proud and aloof character."

"You don't have a shred of your mother's style. When your mother met your father, she was only six, and her rival in love was even the Spirit Douluo Ling Yuan of the Spirit Hall. Now, hasn't your father become a man of my Xiongying Clan?"

"This kid has extraordinary talent; if he can become a part of our Golden Eagle Clan, we will surely be able to cultivate an even more powerful martial soul in the future!"

Zhang Ping: "Understood, Uncle!"

Su Linfeng: "???"

Damn it.

This is a case of the upper beam not being straight, causing the lower ones to be crooked; he had actually misinterpreted Lu'erdi'ala's meaning.

What the hell is this "head of all birds," what the hell is this "proud and aloof character."

Is this how the Golden Eagle family raises their children?

It's even more perverted than that dead, neither-man-nor-woman freak Yue Guan. There's someone else right here—could you consider the feelings of the protagonist?

Almost simultaneously, Lu'erdi'ala and Zhang Ping looked at Su Linfeng, seemingly waiting for his answer.

Su Linfeng was completely dumbfounded.

He thought to himself, you guys are actually serious! Truly a family like eagles!

"Su Linfeng! Zhang Ping!"

Just at this critical moment, Hu Liena appeared at the school gate and ran toward them.

A timely rescue.

Su Linfeng greeted Hu Liena and finally let out a long sigh of relief; if Hu Liena hadn't appeared in time, he really wouldn't have known how to face these two eagles.

Facing Su Linfeng, Hu Liena's pretty face flushed slightly, and she nodded at him shyly.

Not normal!

Too abnormal!

No wonder Bibi Dong would question his mental state; would you dare believe these are the emotions and expressions a six-year-old child could have?

Su Linfeng was completely at a loss.

"Uncle Luo'er!" Hu Liena finally greeted Lu'erdi'ala.

Hu Liena and Zhang Ping were not only classmates, but also as close as sisters.

Therefore, she continued to use the form of address from Zhang Ping's side.

She was also quite respectful toward Lu'erdi'ala.

"Ahem!"

Lu'erdi'ala cleared his throat and reminded her with a straight face, "Nana, we have already arrived at the school. Didn't I remind you to use titles and call me Teacher while at school?"

Hu Liena: "Understood, Teacher Plant."

Lu'erdi'ala: "."

Su Linfeng: "."

"Nana."

Zhang Ping naturally took Hu Liena's small hand, "Don't pay any mind to my uncle; he's just a substitute teacher who acts as if he enjoys the status of a Wuhun Academy teacher every single day."

Hu Liena looked at Zhang Ping, "What were you two chatting about just now? So happily?"

"Nothing much."

Zhang Ping giggled, "We chatted about the future of our Golden Eagle family; I'll tell you when there's an opportunity."

Su Linfeng: "???"

Wait...

Didn't you and your uncle just discuss turning yourself into a member of your Xiongying Clan?

Your future should include yourself, right?

Now you aren't mentioning a single word about it.

You just said you were best friends with Hu Liena, and now you've started backstabbing her right in front of her; it really lives up to the saying: guard against fire, theft, and the Xiongying.

"Hey."

Hu Liena lowered her voice and leaned in close to Zhang Ping, "So, did you handle the matter I entrusted to you? I want to compete with Su Linfeng again during this trial, and if I win, he has to accompany me for dinner?"

"I haven't had the chance to say it yet."

Zhang Ping snuck a glance at Su Linfeng and whispered back, "But you have to bring me along for this meal; if you do, I can have my uncle help out in private, and you're guaranteed to win."

"Really?" Hu Liena's eyes lit up.

Zhang Ping nodded to confirm.

With confidence in her heart, Hu Liena then looked at Su Linfeng, who was standing to the side.

She cleared her throat and said, "Su Linfeng, Zhang Ping was a bit unconvinced after losing to you yesterday, and she wants to compete with you again today. I wonder if you dare?"

Uh.

Su Linfeng's eye twitched.

He thought to himself that the two of them were truly worthy of being good sisters—one acting as the spear in the open, the other backstabbing in the open.

"Of course, this isn't a competition of strength."

Hu Liena spoke again, "It's a competition regarding this trial activity; the loser must agree to one condition set by the winner."

(End of chapter)