Douluo Dalu: The Goddesses Know My Secrets

Qin Ming stood in the middle of the lounge.

Looking at the seven people slumped before him, he sighed heavily in his heart.

The team members who had just come off the stage no longer looked like the favored children of heaven they once were.

This was the first time they had encountered such a situation.

"Cough, cough."

Qin Ming cleared his throat.

"I know everyone feels bad, but victory and defeat are common in battle. This time, we..."

Before he could finish, he stopped himself.

Since they returned to the lounge, he had been repeating these words for nearly ten minutes.

Was it useful?

He knew himself that it was only of minimal use.

Being swept one-against-seven, the field cleared in less than a minute, without even the slightest room to fight back.

This kind of complete crushing wasn’t something a few words of "work harder next time" could smooth over.

In this deathly silence,

An extremely impatient "Tsk" suddenly broke the stagnant air.

Dugu Yan had been leaning against the window furthest inside, her arms crossed and her back to the room full of people.

Listening to Qin Ming’s repetitive, circular talk.

Her brow furrowed tighter and tighter until she finally reached her limit.

She suddenly stood up straight.

The movement was so large that the chair by the window scraped with a piercing sound.

It startled Ye Lingling, who was spacing out nearby, causing the water in her cup to splash out.

"Enough, Teacher Qin, stop talking."

Dugu Yan turned around directly, interrupting Qin Ming’s words.

Her beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with uncontrollable impatience and anger.

"Over and over with these same few sentences, it’s annoying to hear."

"A loss is a loss. No matter how much nonsense you say, can it change the fact that we were picked off by one person?"

Qin Ming was stunned, the expression on his face instantly freezing.

Then he furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice, "Yanzi, what are you doing? Everyone is in a bad mood right now, don’t throw a tantrum here."

"Heh."

Dugu Yan ignored him completely.

She reached out and pulled open the lounge door, and a cold wind poured in through the crack.

Without even looking back, she stepped out in her high heels.

The heavy wooden door slammed shut with a "bang," making the team posters on the wall shake.

Yu Tianheng raised his head at the sound; looking at the empty doorway, he froze for two seconds.

After hesitating for two seconds, he also stood up.

He forced a slight smile at Qin Ming: "Teacher Qin, I’ll go check on Yanzi."

Without waiting for Qin Ming’s response, he walked out quickly after her.

The remaining people in the lounge looked at each other.

...

On the other side.

The Shrek Academy rest area was a completely opposite scene.

It was bustling with excitement, almost reaching a boiling point.

The audience surrounded the area in layers.

Everyone was squeezing forward, wanting to see the legendary player "Azure Star" who had just swept the Royal Fighting Team one-against-seven.

Cheers and praises mixed together.

A-Qing had just come up from the player tunnel.

Before he could reach his seat,

A pink shadow "whooshed" over and grabbed his arm.

"A-Qing! You’re way too amazing!"

Xiao Wu’s eyes were as bright as if they were filled with stars, her small face flushed red from cheering just now.

Xiao Wu shook his arm back and forth, the excitement and admiration in her tone almost overflowing.

"Rongrong and I shouted until our throats were hoarse down there, and you didn’t even hear us!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

Ning Rongrong also immediately hurried over in her small leather shoes.

The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School didn’t put on any airs at all right now, her small face flushed.

In her hand, she clutched a small flag that had been crumpled from cheering, and the words "Azure Star is Invincible" on it were almost rubbed away.

Lin Qingmo’s brow twitched as he thought, ’Where did they get this flag?’

Zhu Zhuqing stood a bit further away, not coming over to act spoiled like the other two.

But her usually cold face now had the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, forming an extremely faint but beautiful curve.

Her gaze remained fixed on Lin Qingmo.

In her cold cat-like eyes, there was nothing but amazement.

When the surrounding noise quieted down a bit, she stepped forward and handed him a bottle of water.

He took the water.

"Thanks, Zhuqing."

"Mhm."

Zhu Zhuqing responded with a slight smile.

"Good lad! That was beautifully done!"

Zhao Wuji laughed loudly and strode over.

His fan-like large hand slapped Lin Qingmo’s shoulder.

"I knew your move would be steady. You easily took down all those little brats. You really brought honor to our Shrek. Let’s see who dares to say we’re just a broken academy from the countryside from now on!"

Flender stood to the side, pushing up the crystal glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Behind the lenses, those eyes that always showed shrewd calculation were now filled with uncontrollable smiles and approval.

He wasn’t as exaggerated as Zhao Wuji, only nodding to Lin Qingmo.

His tone carried unabashed satisfaction: "Not bad, Qingmo, you didn’t let us down."

"In this match, you’ve earned Shrek plenty of face. For the celebration feast tonight, order whatever you want, it’s on me!"

Lin Qingmo’s eyes flickered; he didn’t say much, but instead looked towards the three people who were in a more suppressed atmosphere.

Dai Mubai leaned against the back railing, his back to everyone.

’Damn it, why is it him stealing the spotlight again?’

His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He had always thought of himself as the captain of Shrek, the top combat power in the team.

All the cheers around were for Lin Qingmo; no one remembered him, the captain.

And Zhu Zhuqing personally delivering water made him even more furious.

Tang San stood beside Yu Xiaogang.

His hands hung by his sides.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist, his fingertips almost sinking into the belt.

There was no extra expression on his face.

But in his lowered eyes, gloom and resentment were churning.

This high-profile match.

All the spotlights and cheers of the venue were on Lin Qingmo.

No one remembered him, the Thousand Hands Asura.

Even Xiao Wu was cheering for him.

Envy and resentment grew wildly in his heart like weeds.

Yu Xiaogang clutched the notebook filled with Spirit theories, the pages crumpled from his grip.

He had spent his whole life researching the Ten Core Competencies of Spirits and had prepared a whole host of tactics.

In the end, none of them were used from beginning to end.

Lin Qingmo didn’t use any tactics at all; it was pure crushing power.

The theories he was so proud of seemed so pale and powerless in the face of such an absolute strength gap.

He looked at Lin Qingmo, who was surrounded by everyone, and then at Tang San, whose face was pale beside him.

’Little San should obviously be the Genius everyone pays attention to. Why was all the spotlight snatched away by this guy?’

This made Yu Xiaogang particularly unhappy.

And Liu Erlong, standing beside him, had a long face already.

He had originally wanted Tang San to rely on the Spirit theories he had researched for a lifetime to really shine today.

To let everyone see how powerful his Disciple was, and how strong the theory of this "Grandmaster" was.

And the result?

All the tactics he prepared, all the rhetoric, all became a joke.

The whole venue was shouting Azure Star’s name.

No one mentioned him, and no one mentioned his precious Disciple.

(End of Chapter)

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