Douluo Dalu 2: The True God King - [DD2]: 33

Dormitory Area of Grade One, Room 212.

Su Yu sat by the light, still reading a book.

He gently flipped through the pages, and in the darkness, a shadow seemed to appear.

“Young Master.”

Su Yu paused, then calmly turned to another page.

“How is it?”

“Their strength is decent, but if I go all out, I’m confident I can win.”

“Not a guaranteed victory?”

Su Yu’s indifferent voice carried through the room.

“Their apparent strength isn’t intimidating, but something within them seems to hold a power that doesn’t belong to them. I don’t dare claim a sure victory,” the shadow replied respectfully.

Su Yu raised his brow slightly, a flicker of understanding passing through his eyes.

“I see.”

“Then, I shall take my leave.”

The shadow bowed and, in the next moment, disappeared into the darkness.

“A Titan Great Ape, huh?”

Murmuring to himself, Su Yu glanced at the boy who was still sound asleep. He closed the book in his hands.

Stretching lazily, he stood up and walked out of the room, closing the door casually behind him.

About half an hour later, Su Yu returned to the dorm room, holding a lunch box in his hand.

The room was well-lit, and Su Yu sat on the bed, closing his eyes to meditate.

Time slowly passed, and soon it was 8:00 in the evening.

The boy, who had been sleeping, finally woke up and immediately shivered.

The cold he had felt before losing consciousness still chilled his heart.

“Awake?”

At that moment, Su Yu, who was sitting on the opposite bed, also opened his eyes and looked at the somewhat confused boy.

“It’s you?”

Seeing Su Yu, the boy’s eyes widened in surprise.

“I lost the match earlier.”

He recalled the previous match, where he had been utterly defeated. Su Yu hadn’t even activated his martial soul, yet had easily beaten him.

“Losing to me is quite normal,” Su Yu spoke casually as if stating an obvious fact.

The boy rolled his eyes. This guy was certainly arrogant.

But what could he say? He had lost, so he couldn’t complain.

After all, he was the weaker one.

“Fine, you won. From now on, you have the final say in this dorm.”

“But don’t get too happy; I’ll beat you eventually, and then I’ll be in charge,” the boy said seriously.

He admitted defeat this time, but he wouldn’t keep losing.

Someday, he’d win.

That was his pride. He believed his talent was unmatched.

“You’re confident. Confidence is good—but you’d better not set your goals too high.”

“Otherwise, the harder you try, the more despair you’ll feel,” Su Yu said calmly.

“Wow, you’re full of yourself. Arrogant, even,” the boy retorted, feeling a bit indignant.

“I beat you, didn’t I? Why shouldn’t I be confident?”

One sentence left the boy speechless.

No matter what he said, it didn’t change the fact that he had lost.

The boy clenched his fists, vowing to win next time.

Losing to Su Yu this time had been utterly humiliating.

“Alright, let’s talk about something serious. Since we’re sharing a dorm, there are some things we need to settle.”

“First, let me introduce myself. I’m Su Yu, originally from the Heaven Dou Empire.”

Su Yu spoke casually.

Hearing this, the boy was stunned. His expression changed as he looked at Su Yu.

So, this guy wasn’t from the Sun Moon Continent after all.

“I’m Wang Dong, from the Heaven Dou Empire too.”

Wang Dong introduced himself in turn.

They were both from the same continent, which created a small sense of familiarity between them.

“Seems like we’re from the same place.”

Su Yu smiled but quickly returned to his calm expression.

“Earlier, you made five requests. Some I can agree to, but others I can’t.”

“Let’s set a few ground rules.”

“First, no one is allowed to walk around shirtless in the dorm. I don’t like exhibitionists.”

Wang Dong immediately nodded. This was one of the things he cared about most.

“Second, bringing people back is allowed, but no bringing men.”

“Why?”

Wang Dong asked, puzzled.

“I don’t like it.”

Su Yu gave a simple reason.

Wang Dong: “…”

My dad always said I was stubborn, but you’re the real stubborn one.

Su Yu’s simple “I don’t like it” left Wang Dong at a loss for words.

But he didn’t mind this rule either. He didn’t like strangers coming into the dorm.

“Third—and this is the most important—don’t act pretentious in front of me.”

Su Yu looked at Wang Dong with a blank expression.

Wang Dong’s mouth twitched. What does that even mean? Why are you looking at me while saying that?

Did I act pretentious in front of you? Did I?

“What if I do act pretentious in front of you?”

Wang Dong couldn’t help but ask.

“Then you’d better prepare to spend another day in bed.”

Su Yu said faintly.

Wang Dong: “…”

Fine. You’re threatening me with force, huh?

Do you think I, Wang Dong, would be afraid of threats?

I just don’t like pretending. It’s not because I’m scared.

Hmph!

“Fine, I agree. I’ll follow all three rules. But what about dorm cleaning?”

Wang Dong asked.

“Do you need to ask?”

Su Yu glanced at Wang Dong, his meaning clear.

“Hey, what do you mean by that? You’re not expecting me to clean the dorm, are you?”

Wang Dong was annoyed. Was this guy addicted to bullying him?

“Why not?”

Su Yu stared directly at Wang Dong.

“Who calls the shots in this dorm?”

Wang Dong was momentarily speechless, his expression awkward.

“You do.”

“I’ll clean it, okay.”

Once spoken, words couldn’t be taken back. Wang Dong was not someone who couldn’t accept defeat.

“Make sure it’s clean, alright?”

Su Yu said calmly.

“I got it,” Wang Dong replied through gritted teeth.

“Alright, it’s getting late. I brought you some food. Eat and then get some rest.”

Su Yu pointed to the cabinet next to Wang Dong casually.

Wang Dong glanced outside. Sure enough, it was pitch black.

Had he slept for that long?

Then, he looked at the cabinet next to him. Sure enough, there was a food box on it.

“This guy brought me food,” Wang Dong muttered in surprise. It seemed Su Yu wasn’t as cold as he appeared on the surface.

He opened the food box, and the food was still warm.

Wang Dong took out the dishes: two meat dishes, one vegetable, and a bowl of white rice—all of them high-quality.

One dish was a fragrant braised meat. Wang Dong couldn’t tell what kind of meat it was, but given his noble background, he could tell at a glance that it was at least from a hundred-year-old soul beast.

Another dish was golden-brown pan-fried fish. Its garlic-like flesh looked incredibly appetizing.

Wang Dong recognized it: fish from a thousand-year-old deep-sea snowfish soul beast.

The vegetable dish was stir-fried greens, made from the tender shoots of a hundred-year-old ancient vine, crispy and refreshing.

These three dishes were not cheap; they would cost at least a few hundred gold soul coins.

Su Yu had brought him such high-quality food.

In an instant, any lingering resentment Wang Dong felt toward Su Yu disappeared.

His impression of Su Yu improved greatly.

“Thank you!”

Wang Dong hesitated for a moment but still thanked Su Yu.

Su Yu waved his hand dismissively.

Wang Dong took a deep breath and then sat down. After sleeping for so long, he was indeed a bit hungry. He picked up the chopsticks and the bowl of rice next to him and started eating in small bites.

The rice was perfectly cooked, with each grain distinct, plump, and translucent, giving off a fragrant aroma. Even the rice wasn’t ordinary.

After a few bites, Wang Dong found it more and more delicious and couldn’t help but start eating faster.

Seeing Wang Dong enjoying his meal, a slight smile appeared at the corner of Su Yu’s mouth. His method of using both the stick and the carrot easily brought the two of them closer.

Although Wang Dong came from a prestigious family, he had a simple personality, so Su Yu didn’t even have to put in much effort.

Of course, it wasn’t that Su Yu wanted to use Wang Dong for anything, nor did he intend to harm him in any way. He had a good impression of Wang Dong from the original story.

But to be precise, he was referring to the pure Wang Dong’er. As for the later fusion into Tang Wutong, he wasn’t interested. He had no fondness for Tang Wutong.

What he was mainly doing was for a certain God-King to see. That God-King had already delivered the leash, and if Su Yu didn’t give some sort of feedback, wouldn’t the God-King be forced into a desperate situation?

Su Yu had long understood that he could disrupt all of the God-King’s plans, except for pulling that leash too early. Otherwise, the God-King might directly descend for a confrontation.

He could avoid letting that leash tighten around his neck, but he couldn’t let the God-King feel there was no longer any hope of putting it around him. The balance was something Su Yu needed to manage carefully. He had to give the God-King the impression that, even though the Child of the Destiny kept breaking his plans, the most crucial leash was still in place.

As long as that point wasn’t touched, there was no need to worry about the God-King losing his temper. After all, as long as the God-King wasn’t pushed too far, he still liked to maintain his dignified appearance.

As these thoughts swirled in his mind, Su Yu slowly closed his eyes and resumed meditating.

…

The next day, early morning.

Su Yu got up early and started jogging around the dormitory building. Since he was at the academy and didn’t want to cause too much of a stir, Su Yu wasn’t running while carrying a huge cauldron to avoid attracting too much attention.

He was simply wearing a specially made metal suit, which served as weight training. It was a very dense metal, with a higher density than gold at the same volume. Made into a metal suit, it was quite heavy and served as the perfect weight for Su Yu’s training.

Not only that, Su Yu also had metal bars strapped to his hands, feet, and waist. All of them were made of rare metals, with the same characteristic—high density and weight.

Wearing such a heavy load, Su Yu jogged around the dormitory building, drawing the attention of quite a few students.

“That guy, he’s up so early to train?”

Wang Dong had just woken up and, seeing Su Yu exercising in his metal suit, suddenly felt a sense of urgency. This guy was already so strong, yet he still worked so hard. If Wang Dong kept slacking off like before, when would he ever surpass this guy? How would he ever rise and turn the tables?

He didn’t want to be bullied by Su Yu forever.

“No way, I need to go train too.”

Wang Dong closed the door casually and then leaped down from the second floor. With a few quick steps, he caught up to Su Yu.

At that moment, Su Yu, fully decked out in his metal suit, looked as if he were wearing a thick layer of armor.

“Hey, do you have an extra one? Give me one too.”

Wang Dong ran alongside Su Yu, turning to look at him with his pretty pink-blue eyes.

“I’m not ‘hey,’ my name is Su Yu. But you can call me ‘boss’ if you want,” Su Yu chuckled lightly, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

“We’re not in the dorm right now,” Wang Dong pouted. Out of the dorm, do you still want to be the boss? You wish.

“Then no, I don’t have one.”

Su Yu replied casually.

Wang Dong: “…”

“Fine, fine, you just like to tick me off, huh?”

Wang Dong clenched his fists. His fists were hard.

“Forget it, I didn’t even want one anyway.”

Wang Dong snorted, then sped up and quickly passed Su Yu.

Su Yu chuckled and followed. Seeing Su Yu catching up, Wang Dong sped up again. Su Yu caught up again. Feeling competitive, Wang Dong sped up once more.

The two of them began racing around the dormitory building.

Many students heading to the cafeteria for breakfast could only see two figures dashing past.

“Is that them?”

“Who?”

“Those two who fought yesterday. I remember them clearly.”

“Oh, right, right, I remember now. It’s them.”

“Oh man, they’re at it again. They sure know how to stir things up.”

A bunch of students gathered, watching the two as they raced, whispering to each other.

So much energy, causing such a ruckus early in the morning.

“I still can’t believe this.”

After several laps around the dormitory building, no matter how much Wang Dong sped up, he couldn’t shake Su Yu off. Wang Dong felt a surge of frustration.

It was bad enough he couldn’t beat Su Yu in a fight, but now, even with Su Yu wearing such a heavy metal suit, he still couldn’t outrun him.

“Let’s see who’s faster.”

A pair of beautiful blue wings appeared on Wang Dong’s back, and his speed shot up. He had used his martial spirit.

“You’re using your martial soul now? A little brother is always a little brother.”

Su Yu chuckled, his body turning into a breeze as he chased after Wang Dong. In just a moment, he caught up with Wang Dong and overtook him.

“What?!”

Wang Dong was shocked. That fast? Unwilling to accept defeat, Wang Dong pushed himself to the limit, trying to catch up.

Half an hour later, Wang Dong finally ran out of energy. His martial soul dissipated, and his legs gave out, about to collapse.

Su Yu stepped forward just in time to catch him. Wang Dong leaned against Su Yu, panting heavily, his hair and sweat tangled, looking a bit disheveled.

Struggling to raise his head, Wang Dong looked at Su Yu, his pink-blue eyes flickering with disbelief.

“You… monster… Are you even… human?”

Wang Dong gasped, unable to believe it.

Wearing such a heavy metal suit, Su Yu was still so fast. Even after using his martial soul, Wang Dong couldn’t catch up. This guy had drained all of Wang Dong’s soul power. Now, Wang Dong was gasping for air, completely exhausted, while Su Yu only had a light sheen of sweat on his forehead, his breathing still steady.

What kind of monster was this?

“You’re too weak. You just can’t cut it, skinny dog.”

Su Yu teased with a smirk.

“Who are you calling a skinny dog? You’re the skinny dog! Your whole family is skinny dogs.”

Wang Dong retorted, unwilling to lose in a war of words, even if he had lost the race.

“He’s mad, he’s mad!”

Su Yu chuckled.

“You!”

Wang Dong, furious, gave Su Yu a shove, but his legs wobbled, and he almost fell. Su Yu grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

“Alright, enough. You’ve exhausted yourself. Take a rest.”

Su Yu supported Wang Dong and spoke calmly.