Douluo: Infinite Lottery System

"This is better than nothing." Xiao Tianyang didn't pay much attention to the task prompts. After all, the small lottery value was not enough to tempt him. But as they said, there was nothing else to do, so why not just train?

He turned and looked at Tang San and the others. "Why are you still standing there? Run!"

Upon hearing this, Saber responded first. Then came Tang San and Xiao Wu, followed by the two girls, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing. Dai Mubai and the others naturally started running as well, under the intense gaze of Xiao Tianyang.

"That look... if we hadn't started running just now, he wouldn't have made a move, right?"

"You can try it. I'm not looking for trouble."

"Same here!"

Thus, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar formed a trio, forced to run forward by Xiao Tianyang.

"You won't follow them?" Flender asked, glancing at Xiao Tianyang, who was standing still.

"Of course not," Xiao Tianyang replied with a smile, his expression almost too "amicable."

He then took out a bicycle, put on his sunglasses, stepped on the pedals, and rode off.

Flender was surprised and thought to himself, "...This kid is full of strange things."

Zhao Wuji appeared, his face showing some signs of injury, looking a little miserable.

"By the way, why bother making them run together?"

"Why have that kid watch over them? Is he hiding some bad intentions?"

"You're a Vice Dean. Can't you even guess this?"

Flender snorted lightly. "Could it be that you were beaten silly last night?"

Zhao Wuji, remembering the beating from last night, couldn't help but roar: "My back still hurts!"

Flender continued, unphased, "This is light compared to Clear Sky douluo, a well-known figure. Just yesterday's test wasn't enough to beat you, but the other one is different."

Flender's tone turned serious: "If Xiao Tianyang had an accident yesterday, you would be the one to suffer!"

"Understood," Zhao Wuji muttered.

Flender paused, then added, "As for why I want Xiao Tianyang to supervise them, it's simple. Ning Rongrong is the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She's been pampered her whole life. It's said that the two Titled Douluo in the sect are very protective of her. If we were to train her, how would she endure the hardship?"

Zhao Wuji suddenly had an epiphany. "You're saying Xiao Tianyang can change her habits?"

Flender chuckled. "Don't underestimate Xiao Tianyang. While he may seem friendly, I can sense he's ruthless at his core. Just wait, there's going to be a good show."

Zhao Wuji grew more worried. "Wouldn't it be better for the Titled Douluo to handle it directly?"

Flender reassured him. "Don't worry. Both sides are aware of the balance. They won't overstep."

To ease Zhao Wuji's concerns, Flender handed him a letter. "This is a letter from Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. It arrived yesterday."

Zhao Wuji took a look at it and froze. "With this, why worry?"

The letter reassured them, stating that since Ning Rongrong was a student, the teachers had full rights to train her.

Flender continued, "If we push her hard, Ning Fengzhi won't cause trouble, but if we truly push too far, we might have the two Titled Douluo knocking on our door."

Zhao Wuji, recalling some past experiences, nodded. "I see. But if Xiao Tianyang is a shield, at least the Titled Douluo won't go too far while the Crown Prince will be forced to just accept it."

"Exactly. It's an unspoken rule."

Zhao Wuji, now understanding, sighed. "As long as nothing bad happens, I'm fine with it."

"Scared?" Flender teased.

"No, I was beaten up last night!" Zhao Wuji responded bitterly.

"Hahaha!"

"Stop laughing!"

On the other side, Tang San and the others, who had already reached the entrance of the village, heard a voice calling from behind.

"When will you finish twenty laps at this pace?"

Xiao Tianyang, riding his bicycle, caught up to them, with Bubu running beside him, its tongue hanging out.

Ning Rongrong blinked, curious. "What are you riding?"

Xiao Tianyang casually explained, "It's a bicycle, a form of transportation." He then added, "From now on, your pace must be at least as fast as Bubu's. Otherwise, no lunch for you!"

With a wink, Bubu dashed ahead, giving a teasing look as it passed.

"I can't stand it! This dog is so cheeky!" Oscar exclaimed.

The taunt worked, and Oscar was the first to race forward.

"Add one more for me, I'll burn its fur!" Ma Hongjun followed closely.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong, catching up, whispered to Xiao Tianyang, "Tianyang, I'm an auxiliary soul master. Can you..."

"NO!"

Xiao Tianyang, pushing his sunglasses up, said seriously, "I know your situation. In the past, you were protected, and safe even in battle, but are you truly content to be just a tool for the team?"

He paused, letting his words sink in. "If that's what you want, you can sit in my backseat and enjoy a peaceful life. But if not, keep running. Otherwise, you will be always in danger and be protected by someone else for the rest of your life!"

Ning Rongrong, who had thought Xiao Tianyang was easy to approach, was now taken aback by his harsh words.

Of course, it wasn't just her—everyone else was shocked too. Only Tang San and Xiao Wu took it for granted.

To be honest, during their time with Xiao Tianyang, they'd heard far more heart-wrenching words. But none of it was meant out of malice; when you thought about it, there was a lot to gain from it.

"Tianyang, I hate you!"

Ning Rongrong glared at him, then activated the second soul ring of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and stormed off in the other direction...

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