Douluo : Diary System in Douluo Continent

At this moment, it seemed as if Su Ming had anticipated Bibi Dong's thoughts, as he wrote down the details about close relatives.

"So, it's best for people in 'those kinds of relationships' not to marry. But if you don't want children, then just ignore what I said."

"As for what counts as 'those kinds of relationships,' I think it's mainly direct relatives and collateral relatives within three generations. Marriages outside of that range don't pose as big of a risk for their offspring to inherit diseases."

When Bibi Dong saw Su Ming write this down, her eyes brightened, and she silently committed the definition of close relatives to memory.

Meanwhile, the women noticed that the diary hadn't updated for a while. Su Ming had already set off to find Xiao Wu.

When Su Ming found her, he saw Tang San and all the other members of Dorm Seven gathered there, facing Xiao Chenyu and his group.

Su Ming suddenly recalled, "Oh right, today's the day when Dorm Seven clashed with them. Well, it's no big deal, just a minor scuffle."

Xiao Wu, seeing Su Ming approach, waved excitedly, "Su Ming-ge, over here! Come quickly!"

Tang San, who was watching the scene, felt a strange discomfort when he heard Xiao Wu call Su Ming "ge" (brother). It was as if he had lost something precious. But now wasn't the time to dwell on that. He needed to focus on the battle in front of him.

At that moment, Wang Sheng had already finished his match with one of Xiao Chenyu's people. Xiao Chenyu stepped forward arrogantly and declared, "Who's next? Let's settle this once and for all!"

"I, Xiao Chenyu, Spirit: Wolf. Eleven-rank, one-ring Battle Spirit Master!"

Tang San knew that neither Su Ming nor Xiao Wu had acquired a spirit ring yet, so he had to take on Xiao Chenyu himself. Plus, he wanted to test the power of his first spirit skill, Blue Silver Grass.

He stepped forward, "Tang San, Spirit: Blue Silver Grass. Eleven-rank, one-ring Tool Spirit Master!"

Instantly, a yellow, hundred-year spirit ring appeared beneath Tang San's feet, shocking everyone, including Xiao Chenyu.

Xiao Chenyu hesitated internally, thinking, "This trash spirit, Blue Silver Grass, has a hundred-year spirit ring? And the spirit tool on his waist looks so high-class. Who is this kid? He can't just be a regular work-study student!"

Unable to contain his curiosity, Xiao Chenyu asked, "Kid, are you really a work-study student?"

Tang San nodded, confused by the question.

Though Tang San had confirmed it, Xiao Chenyu still felt uncertain. However, he had to continue the match, thinking, "This is just a normal competition. Even if Tang San has some kind of background, nothing serious should come of this."

After all, they had competed with Wang Sheng's group before, and while it might have seemed like bullying, the matches had always been fair.

Shaking off his doubts, Xiao Chenyu charged forward, "First Spirit Skill: Wolf Claw!"

Tang San didn't dodge. Instead, he met Xiao Chenyu's attack head-on, using the Tang Sect technique, Mysterious Jade Hand.

Seeing Tang San boldly try to catch his wolf claws with his bare hands, Xiao Chenyu hesitated, lessening his attack's force. But as soon as their hands clashed, he was stunned by how hard Tang San's hands were. His wolf claws had no effect!

Seizing the opportunity, Tang San tossed Xiao Chenyu aside and immediately unleashed his first spirit skill: "Blue Silver Bind!"

Dozens of thick strands of Blue Silver Grass surged up from beneath Xiao Chenyu, coiling around his legs before he could react, locking him in place. As Xiao Chenyu struggled, he realized his legs were going numb—Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was poisonous!

"I surrender!" Xiao Chenyu shouted.

Tang San quickly retracted the Blue Silver Grass. "The numbness will wear off soon."

Xiao Chenyu admitted defeat, "We lost. From now on, I recognize you as the boss!"

But Tang San shook his head, "Actually, I'm not the strongest in our dorm—he is!" He pointed to Su Ming, who had been watching the fight from the side.

Su Ming, caught off guard by Tang San's words, blurted, "What's this about, Tang San?"

He added, "I only have an eighth-rank spirit power, and I haven't even obtained my first spirit ring. Right now, the strongest in Dorm Seven is you, not me. Why would you say I'm stronger?"

Tang San replied, "It's just a feeling."

Su Ming thought, "Does Tang San suspect that my physique is much stronger than his, even though I haven't shown much strength yet?"

Xiao Chenyu, still skeptical, asked, "Tang San, are you sure? He said himself that his spirit power is only at rank eight. How could he be your match?"

At that moment, Xiao Wu stepped forward, "Tang San, how about you spar with me? You're looking pretty strong now, and we've never fought each other before. What do you think?"

"If Su Ming-ge doesn't want to be the boss, let your big sister Xiao Wu take the lead!"

Su Ming was surprised. Xiao Wu wanted to fight Tang San? In the original story, Tang San lost to her the first time because he didn't know about her soft techniques. But now, having seen her use them before, Tang San would definitely be prepared. If they fought now, Xiao Wu would probably lose!

Moreover, Su Ming didn't like the idea of Xiao Wu using her soft techniques on Tang San.

He interjected, "How about we skip this? Being the boss doesn't mean much anyway, and you and Tang San are both from Dorm Seven, so there's no need."

Xiao Chenyu, offended, thought, "What do you mean, 'it doesn't mean much'? I'm the son of the city lord!"

Xiao Wu, sensing Su Ming's thoughts, smiled, "Don't worry. We'll just spar lightly. I also want to test the power of my self-created spirit skill!"

After practicing for several days and using an entry-level card, Xiao Wu had now mastered her Wind God Leg technique and combined it with her Eight Stage Drop, making it even more powerful. She was eager to try it out.

Tang San, seeing her determination, had no choice but to agree. "Alright, let's give it a try. Just a friendly match."

Xiao Wu laughed, "Don't worry. I just want to test my new skill, but I haven't tried it out yet, so brace yourself, Tang San!"

Tang San, confident in his Tang Sect techniques, thought, "No way a spirit skill can overwhelm me, even if I'm only at the entry level. My Mysterious Jade Hand can definitely handle Xiao Wu's attacks!"

The crowd gave the two plenty of space for their duel.

Su Ming worriedly guessed, "Xiao Wu's not going to use the Eight Stage Drop on Tang San, is she? If she does, I doubt he'll be able to take it!"