Douluo: I’m Totally a Support Type… Probably

After enjoying their brief time in Soto City, Wu Lan's group returned to the academy and went their separate ways.

Back in Wu Lan's dormitory

"Tang San... it's time to pay."

He activated the healing mark, sending a trace of vitality through it.

The result was immediate.

He received a [Trace of Strength] from Tang San.

After absorbing it, he felt only a slight increase in power. He attempted to activate the mark again, hoping for more, but nothing happened.

"So... once per day," Wu Lan muttered, eyes narrowing. "Fine. One payment at a time. No rush."

Satisfied, he lay down and drifted into sleep, a faint smile curling his lips.

The Next Morning

Wu Lan stretched and walked outside to find Xiao Wu and Zhuqing already waiting.

"Come," he said. "Yu Xiaogang should be up to something today. Let's watch the show."

They arrived at the training grounds just as Yu Xiaogang came in, his face full of arrogance, posturing like some wise expert.

"Tang San, go defeat them again," Yu Xiaogang ordered, trying to sound calm.

Tang San's eyes lit up with happiness.

Across from him, Oscar and Fatty flinched, while Dai Mubai's expression darkened. Memories of yesterday's beating resurfaced instantly.

Mubai opened his mouth to protest, but Tang San didn't give him the chance. He dashed forward and threw a punch straight at Mubai's face.

Having no time to dodge, Mubai instinctively raised a fist to counter, but his body screamed in protest. His muscles still ached from yesterday, thanks to Yu Xiaogang's cheap medicinal bath. Their fists collided.

Mubai was sent skidding backward.

Mubai growled, rage boiling in his chest. "Bastard!"

Golden tiger stripes flickered over his skin. His muscles swelled as his White Tiger Martial Spirit activated.

Tang San narrowed his eyes, his hands already glowing faintly blue.

Mubai didn't wait. With a low roar, he launched forward, the ground cracking beneath his feet. His claws slashed down at Tang San with overwhelming force.

Tang San sidestepped using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. Blue Silver Grass shot from the ground and coiled around Mubai, restraining him with perfect timing.

Mubai quickly used his second spirit ring, White Tiger Intense Light Wave, to break free of the grass.

After tearing through it, he immediately activated White Tiger Vajra Transformation, doubling his physical strength, attack, and defense, then charged after Tang San.

Tang San didn't panic. With a smug smile, he used his Purple Demon Eye to predict Mubai's movement and then unleashed his third ring ability: Spider Web Restraint, coated in deadly poison.

Mubai was caught.

Mubai struggled hard, but the poison took effect quickly. He soon became immobilized.

Tang San didn't stop. He rushed forward and threw a punch directly into Mubai's face.

Stuck in the Blue Silver Grass, Mubai couldn't move his arms only watch helplessly as the punch landed.

His face was soon swollen resembling a pig's head.

Oscar and Fatty watched him with pity.

Wu Lan, Xiao Wu, and Zhuqing laughed at the scene.

Yu Xiaogang was enjoying Mubai's humiliation with pleasure.

Tang San, after venting his frustration, glanced at Xiao Wu, who was laughing.

He misunderstood, thinking she was laughing in support of him, and wanted to make her even happier.

Looking back at Mubai, he stepped on him and said mockingly:

"This is the difference between a genius and a weakling."

Mubai's eyes turned red with fury.

No one had humiliated him this much before.

Yu Xiaogang wore an ugly smile, pleased with Mubai's reaction.

Tang San looked back at Xiao Wu. Seeing her still laughing, he was satisfied and wanted to impress her more.

Fueled by his delusion, Tang San turned to Oscar and Fatty and beat them up too.

Soon, they also resembled pig heads.

As they struggled, Wu Lan's group continued to enjoy the show.

After the one-sided beatings, Yu Xiaogang began his usual 'lecture' mostly praising Tang San, insulting the others, and listing his own so-called achievements.

Wu Lan chuckled as he leaned back.

"Brother," Xiao Wu asked, puzzled, "why does that trash always insult others like he's proud of it?"

"Simple," Wu Lan replied with a mocking grin. "He is trash. Mubai and the others are considered geniuses. But today, the trash gets to trample geniuses, and the geniuses can't fight back. That kind of false pride is the only thing feeding his broken ego."

Xiao Wu and Zhuqing glanced toward Yu Xiaogang. Their eyes were filled with nothing but disgust.

Once again, the others had to endure punishments. But today, the training weights were adjusted back to normal thanks to Flender's intervention.

Seeing them leave, Wu Lan's group began their own training.

Xiao Wu continued perfecting her Xuan Tian Record techniques.

Zhuqing, Bi Ji, and Zi Ji focused on mastering their newly obtained Xuan Tian Record skills.

Wu Lan began his destroy-to-evolve training regimen.

Every day, he poured vast amounts of vitality into his bloodline. Ever since obtaining Gu Yuena's Silver Dragon King bloodline, his Golden Dragon bloodline had undergone massive changes. Both Silver Dragon King bloodline and vitality worked together to strengthen the Golden Dragon bloodline.

Wu Lan could feel it, his Golden Dragon bloodline was on the verge of evolving into the Golden Dragon King.

Once it evolved, it would slowly merge with the Silver Dragon King bloodline.

The Silver Dragon King bloodline was growing stronger as it absorbed vitality.

In addition, Gu Yuena's bloodline had greatly enhanced his understanding of all elemental laws.

It would take time and an enormous amount of vitality, but achieving the Dragon God bloodline was no longer a fantasy it was just a matter of time.

The thought filled Wu Lan with excitement, pushing him to train even harder.

That night, after another exhausting round of training, Xiao Wu clung to his arm.

"Brother~ it's so boring. Let's go play in Soto City again!"

Wu Lan chuckled. "It's already late."

"But still..."

He glanced at Zhuqing, who shrugged with a rare hint of amusement.

"Fine," Wu Lan said. "Let's go."

As they strolled toward the city under the moonlight, they passed a familiar group.

Flender was dragging three bruised bodies Mubai, Oscar, and Fatty, while Tang San walked beside Yu Xiaogang, still talking.

Xiao Wu's face twisted in disgust.

"Brother, that trash is still showing favoritism. Good thing we didn't participate in his classes."

Zhuqing nodded coldly.

Wu Lan just smiled.