Chapter 4: The Romance System

Douluo: O Sistema Me Obriga a Ter um Harém Língua Ilusória 3207 words 2026-08-04 08:07:50

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Turning his head, Nian Yun glanced ahead—Xie Yue was already charging forward.
“No honor among fighters, huh.”
“Spirit Soul: Dream Unity.”
Electric power surged through his right hand, gravity gripping tightly, as a streak of violet lightning began to spread.
“Huff—huff—”
Mid-run, Xie Yue swung out his moon blade with his right hand.
A swirl of red blood energy coiled around it as it spun.
Nian Yun sidestepped and dashed forward.
“First Soul Technique, Moon Wheel Slash.”
Leaping high, he raised the moon blade above his head, slicing through the air with a crimson glow.
His wrist twisted, the blade angled forward. As the glowing slash descended, Nian Yun halted sharply on his left foot, driving the Dream Unity spirit soul forward with his right hand in a sweeping strike.
“Bang!”
The Dream Unity spirit soul unleashed its inherent lightning power, slicing through the air with a thunderous blade.
At the same time, Nian Yun pushed off with his left foot, propelling himself into the air to dodge the moon blade attacking from behind.
“Step.”
Landing firmly, he steadied himself as Xie Yue charged again.
Xie Yue flipped the moon blade in his right hand, twisting his lower body to spin toward him in an attack.
Nian Yun scrambled to respond, raising Dream Unity vertically as a shield.
“Bang bang bang!”
“Bang—”
In the final strike, Xie Yue concentrated his soul energy into the moon blade for a powerful swing.
“Swish.”
Nian Yun drove the gravity of Dream Unity into the ground, absorbing the impact.
“Step step step.”
“No chance to catch a breath at all.”
“Spirit Soul Switch: Wind Spirit.”
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the violet lightning in Nian Yun’s right hand slowly faded, while a swirling whirlwind began to form in his left.
“Second Soul Technique, Power of the Wind.”
His left foot stepped back as his left hand pulled back, body twisting into the stance of drawing a bow.
A yellow soul ring blossomed.
“Whoosh—”
The Wind Spirit quickly gathered wind elements, and within moments, a small whirlwind appeared before everyone’s eyes and was hurled forward.
Along its path, the whirlwind expanded rapidly, growing to nine feet in diameter before halting.
It stirred up dust and sand, blowing across the entire Dou Soul arena.
Before the crowd could fully react to the twin spirit souls, the stands erupted with curses as the dust cloud irritated the spectators.
Xie Yue was forced to halt, spinning his dual blades defensively.
“Spirit Soul Switch: Dream Unity.”
A flash of violet lightning crossed his eyes, his irises glowing purple.
His left foot stepped back once more, ready to spring forward.
His left hand became a sheath; the right hand slowly slid Dream Unity into place as a purple image flickered on the blade’s hilt.
“First Soul Technique, Thoughtless Slash.”
“Swish.”
A chilling streak of lightning tore through the whirlwind, charging toward Xie Yue.
Sensing the electric current crackling within the whirlwind, Xie Yue quickly retreated, holding the moon blade before him.
“Second Soul Technique, Full Moon Guard.”
The next moment, the whirlwind was cleaved in half waist-high by a lightning strike.

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“Bang————”
The powerful impact cut through by Dream Unity’s strike.
“Swish swish—”
The dust began to settle.
“Looks like it’s over.”
“Where did that whirlwind come from?”
“Seems like it was that kid’s.”
...
“Brother!”
Outside the arena, Hu Liena could now clearly see Xie Yue being knocked out.
As the dust fully cleared, no one in the crowd could believe what they saw.
Nian Yun stood near the right side of the arena, while Xie Yue stood outside the boundary.
Outside, silence reigned.
Hu Liena hurried forward and supported Xie Yue. “Brother.”
Xie Yue raised his right hand. “I’m fine.”
Sheathing the moon blade, he walked slowly back onto the stage with Hu Liena.
Dream Unity was withdrawn as well.
Xie Yue spoke softly, “What’s your name?”
“Nian Yun.”
“Hm, if you truly like Nana, then show your resolve. If she refuses, I’ll fight with all my strength against you.”
Hearing this, a warm blush spread across Hu Liena’s delicate face, making her even more enchanting.
She turned her gaze toward Nian Yun, her gentle eyes filled with affection.
Nian Yun found himself captivated for a moment.
“This time...”
“Didn’t expect twin spirit souls. Though you won this round, gaining my approval won’t be so easy,” Hu Liena said with a hint of coy pride.
“Yeah, it was kind of an unfair win,” Nian Yun scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.
At this moment, Xie Yue interjected, “The power of twin spirit souls should be greater than this. Next time, I hope we can fight with full strength.”
“Of course.”
With that, Xie Yue left the stage with Hu Liena.
“Nana, he held back.”
“Brother, I know, but I don’t want to accept a stranger’s confession so quickly. His strength meets my standards, but other things—we’ll see.”
“Whatever Nana decides.” Xie Yue had clearly noticed Hu Liena’s shyness.
“Ding.”
System: “Congratulations, host, challenge successful.”
[Successfully Befriended Goddess: Soul Power +3]
[Confession: Goddess Affection -1]
[Duel Success: Goddess Affection +10]
[Hu Liena’s Affection for Host: 9]
[Host’s Soul Power: 31]
[Soul Power Breakthrough Mission: Win 1v3 in class Dou Soul match]
[Breakthrough Reward: Awakening of Third Spirit Soul, Bell Rock]
“A system full of fights—what kind of romance system is this?”
System: “Correction, host. This system is called the Passionate System.”
...
Even after a soul fight, packing up one’s belongings still had to be done personally.
Meanwhile, many admirers clamored to help.
“Give me a chance to make a name for myself—I want to recruit disciples too.”
...

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“Knock knock—knock.”
“Bang—”
“Nian Yun! Come inside quickly.”
Seeing Nian Yun outside with his bags, Morris hurried forward to help lighten the load, occasionally peeking out the door to ensure no one was watching before closing it.
Ignoring Morris’s odd behavior, Nian Yun carefully set down his things and then collapsed onto the bed frame, panting.
“Nian Yun, you really...”
Nian Yun looked exhausted, meeting Morris’s shocked and incredulous expression.
“Didn’t expect the news to spread so fast.”
“Didn’t expect you to be so strong—able to beat Xie Yue.”
“Sounds like you know Xie Yue well?”
Morris waved his hand. “Not really. It’s just that we both came from the Junior Spirit Soul Academy.”
“So, Brother Mo, just now you were...”
Upon hearing this, Morris leaned in.
“Back at the Junior Spirit Soul Academy, Hu Liena was already our goddess. Now that we’re here, I’m afraid there are even more admirers.”
“Now that you’ve beaten Xie Yue, fame is inevitable. Right now, there’s a crowd outside looking for you to duel, and behind the scenes, well...”
“Honestly, I don’t know whether to congratulate you or...”
A flicker of surprise crossed Nian Yun’s eyes. Whether it was his strength or the fact that someone from his dorm stood with him, he felt a surge of happiness.
“Thank you.”
“Ah.”
Morris was surprised by the gratitude, somewhat puzzled.
“It’s late, better get some rest. The school rules are strict; they won’t try anything sneaky, especially not in the Dou Soul arena.”
Hearing this, Morris felt the person before him was far more mature and capable than his age suggested.
“Yes, it is late. Let me help you.”
This time, Nian Yun didn’t refuse. “Thanks.”
“No problem.”
A night without dreams.
The next day:
“Knock knock—knock.”
Nian Yun woke quickly, looking toward the door, then at Morris still groggy beside him, and relaxed.
“Bang—”
Opening the door, no one was there—only a white paper lay beneath it.
“Bang—”
As Nian Yun bent to pick it up, the door across the hall opened and paused.
Their eyes met, filled with fear and hatred.
Ignoring it, Nian Yun glanced once and stepped inside.
“Bang!”
The door slammed, waking Morris.
“Nian Yun, what happened?”
“Sorry to wake you. Looks like it’s our schedule.”
“Schedule?”
Though puzzled, Morris quickly dressed and came over.
“1 PM, gather at Dou Soul Arena No. 2 for the class Dou Soul match. Latecomers will be immediately expelled—First-year Class 2 Dou Soul Academy Instructor: Luster.”
Seeing the name at the end, Morris staggered back two steps.
“What’s wrong? You know him?”
“It’s over.”