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Inheriting Douluo: Rise of the Strongest

Hey there! Let me tell you about this fascinating guy named Qin Feng. They call him the Haotian Douluo, and he wields a massive two-meter Tiangang hammer. You wouldn't believe it, but that hammer used to be just a useless one until it mutated into something powerful! Now, it can kill two enemies in one swing and even chase their souls. Can you imagine that? After leaving Holy Soul Village, Qin Feng went on an incredible journey. He took down Zao Wou-ki and completely crushed Liu Erlong in just ten years! That's pretty impressive, right? But here's the thing – Qin Feng's success attracted some trouble. He ended up making an enemy out of the sleeping Devil Dragon. The highest spirit hall in Douluo Continent decided to attack him. Qin Feng couldn't hide anymore, so he unleashed his second spirit, which had been sealed away for ten years. That move shook the world! To avoid facing the ultimate consequences, Wuhundian tried to intervene. They sent Qian Renxue to deal with the situation. Unfortunately for them, that turned out to be a big mistake. Bibidong never expected that her decision would backfire, and it actually ended up causing trouble for Wuhundian and benefiting someone else! Quite the rollercoaster, right? Qin Feng's story is full of action and excitement. You can't help but wonder what will happen next. It's amazing how one person's journey can have such an impact on the world around them. Makes you think, doesn't it? I do not own this fan fiction as well as Douluo Dalu novel as it belong to its respective author.

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Chapter 11: Battle Dance

"Do you now know how the pits on the ground came from?" Qin Feng asked as he withdrew the hammer, amusement dancing in his eyes while he looked at the timid young man.

"I know... I know," stuttered the burly boy, his voice trembling with a stern expression.

It's not surprising, considering he was just half a meter away from the hammer when it struck. He could feel the ground around him sinking as the hammer hit, realizing that if it had struck him, his fate might involve giving flowers to his grave next year.

"So, what should you call me now?" Qin Feng inquired with a faint smile.

"Grandpa!" The teenager's response came almost instinctively.

Qin Feng's gaze shifted towards the two younger brothers in the distance, the healthier-looking one shouting, "Yes, you are quite smart. I will let you go this time."

With a satisfied smirk, Qin Feng placed his hands comfortably behind his head and cheerfully departed. Once he left, all three let out sighs of relief, particularly the burly boy, who was drenched in sweat. The pressure he felt when Qin Feng had been close was suffocating, making it hard to breathe. He vowed silently to stay far away if he ever crossed paths with this devil again.

Qin Feng wasn't interested in what these guys were thinking. He had arrived at the academy and was on a quest to locate the dormitory building. After some inquiries, he finally found the place, tucked away in the most remote part of the entire teaching building.

It appeared that working students had little say when it came to housing. Qin Feng walked into the bedroom to find Xiao san making the bed while a delicate little Loli watched like a supervisor. If his deduction was correct, the bedroom boss battle had just concluded. Qin Feng had no intention of getting involved in this boss battle; when others dabbled in affairs of the heart, he advanced through the system, unburdened.

"Who are you?!" An 11-year-old boy, Wang Sheng, blocked Qin Feng's path. Little Dancer and Tang San were occupied, and someone had to deal with the intrusion.

"Brother Feng!" Tang San called out with relief when he saw Qin Feng enter.

Qin Feng had been missing for over two hours, and Tang San had grown anxious, fearing he might have gotten lost.

"Brother Feng?" Wang Sheng hesitated momentarily before everyone stood at attention and shouted with military precision, "greetings to Brother Feng!"

With Tang San vouching for him, Wang Sheng had no reason to doubt Qin Feng's identity.

"You guys have it all sorted out," Qin Feng remarked with a faint smile.

"Brother Feng, the teacher used to make this big quilt cover both of us, but..." Tang San trailed off, looking a bit embarrassed.

While Qin Feng was away, Xiaowu had staked her claim. It was hard to resist his enthusiasm.

"It doesn't bother me; I can find another spot," Qin Feng said nonchalantly, understanding the dynamics at play.

Though he was a time traveler now, Qin Feng respected the two's relationship as he'd read in the novel. He had no intention of interfering with their bond.

"Are you the Brother Feng who took the futon from me earlier?" Xiaowu, however, approached with a somewhat sour expression, a hint of tension in the air.

"Grab? I didn't mean that. I can just find a place to sleep," Qin Feng replied, spreading his hands.

"No, I Xiaowu isn't a pushover. We're here for a duel. Whoever wins gets Xiao san as a sleeping companion," Xiaowu declared, raising her small, determined fist and challenging Qin Feng.

"Not interested," Qin Feng shook his head casually and reclined on the nearby bed.

"Huh! You dare to ignore me? This dormitry has rules!" Xiaowu, her rabbit ears twitching in anger,she was furious at Qin Feng's indifference.

Wang Sheng, with a resigned look, stared at Xiaowu and then reluctantly stood up. "Well... according to dorm's rules, everyone who enters must display their strength and respect strength within dorm."

"Do you really want to fight me?" Qin Feng asked, looking at Xiaowu, seemingly unwilling to disrupt the situation.

"Speak with your strength in the dorm!" Xiaowu taunted, raising her fist provocatively.

Qin Feng glanced at Tang San, who appeared helpless at the moment. "Alright, since you're challenging me, then let's do it."

Qin Feng rose from the bed and positioned himself in front of Xiaowu, while Wang Sheng and the others retreated a few steps. The clash between Xiaowu and Tang San had been intense, and they prayed the bed frame wouldn't collapse during this new confrontation.

"Bring it on!" Xiaowu shouted and lunged at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng threw a powerful punch at Xiaowu, surprisingly without using soul power. However, the impact was enough to send Xiaowu staggering back several meters.

"Xiao San, between Feng Brother and Xiaowu, who do you think is stronger?" Wang Sheng and the others quietly approached Tang San, wary of being overheard by Xiaowu.

They were apprehensive of discussing this topic while Xiaowu was around, knowing her temperament all too well.

"Brother Feng far surpasses me in strength, but Xiaowu has an advantage in speed. I don't know who will win," Tang San replied, uncertain about the outcome.

He couldn't gauge the true extent of Qin Feng's power. Qin Feng was like a mysterious enigma, impenetrable even to Tang San, who had traversed worlds.

"Wow! Is Brother Feng really that powerful?" Wang Sheng and the others gasped in amazement. Tang San's use of the term "far beyond" demonstrated the awe-inspiring reputation of Feng Ge.

"Hehe, you can't catch me," Xiaowu taunted, making faces at Qin Feng after their brief skirmish.

Although Qin Feng seemed to be on the verge of defeat at times during their short bout, he managed to evade all of Xiaowu's attacks.

"Ah," Qin Feng's lips curled up as he observed Xiaowu's antics. In an instant, his entire demeanor underwent a remarkable transformation.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng disappeared and reappeared behind Xiaowu like a ghost.

"Be careful!" Tang San activated his Purple Magic Pupil, allowing him to barely trace Qin Feng's movements.

"What?" There was a rush of wind behind Xiaowu, and a wave of menacing energy enveloped her.

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