Dragon Duke Descends!

Star Dou Great Forest, outer perimeter.

Meng Yiran gripped her Serpent Cane in her delicate hand and brought it down at her opponent's head.

Ye Buqun stood still, merely raising one hand lightly.

When the Serpent Cane came crashing down, he caught it with just one hand.

Chao Tianxiang, Doudou, and Meng Yiran were all stunned by the sight.

That was a Martial Soul, and he had caught it with one hand?

What kind of joke was this?!

Meng Yiran immediately furrowed her brows and tried to pull back her Serpent Cane, only to discover that Ye Buqun's hand was like a massive pincer with the force of ten thousand jun, gripping her cane tightly.

Meng Yiran added her other hand and pulled with both hands, but it still would not budge.

The scene became somewhat awkward.

"You... you bastard!"

Meng Yiran snapped angrily. With a thought, the Serpent Cane Ye Buqun was holding vanished, and a new one appeared in her hand.

At the same time, she was secretly shocked. How could this guy catch her Martial Soul barehanded? And why was he so strong?

But her shock lasted only a moment before Meng Yiran's First Soul Ring lit up. "Watch out!"

For some reason, she deliberately warned Ye Buqun before activating her soul skill.

"First Soul Skill—Snake Blade!"

Meng Yiran gave a sharp cry, and a pale blue blade over two feet long, glinting with light, shot from the snake head. It looked poisonous.

Could it be that this girl had warned him because her First Soul Skill was poisonous, and she was afraid he would be poisoned?

Seeing this, Ye Buqun flipped through the air and kicked the poisonous blade away.

Meng Yiran proved even stronger than Ye Buqun had expected. She shook her Serpent Cane, which instantly transformed into dozens of streaks of light that shot toward him. Some were real and some false, all wrapped in extraordinary Soul Power, nearly sealing off every direction Ye Buqun could evade within the battle area.

Since he could not dodge, then he would not dodge.

Rather than advancing, Ye Buqun retreated, weaving through the gaps between the streaks of light with ease and closing in on Meng Yiran almost instantly.

Meng Yiran had not expected this guy to be so difficult to handle even without using his Martial Soul or Soul Rings. Her second Soul Ring lit up as well, and her slender body became even softer, as though boneless.

Meng Yiran's Second Soul Skill, Snake Body, allowed her to transform herself into the state of a snake. It was somewhat similar to the possession skill of Beast Martial Soul masters, making her body softer and more agile. It was a soul skill suited for both offense and defense.

But her opponent's speed was unimaginably fast. Just as Meng Yiran was about to move, she felt an incredibly powerful, sharp aura rushing toward her.

Ye Buqun had already formed a sword with two fingers and pressed them against Meng Yiran's fair neck, leaving her no chance to escape.

Meng Yiran felt that if she dared move even half a step, her beautiful neck would definitely be cut open and bleed.

Moreover, that sharp aura forced her to instantly dismiss her Soul Ring and Martial Soul.

This aura was powerful, and so was this man.

Yet from beginning to end, Ye Buqun had not used his Martial Soul or Soul Rings. However, he had remained in Sword Douluo possession almost the entire time, so it was hardly strange that Meng Yiran could sense that powerful sharp aura.

The victor had already been decided.

"Y-you... what rank are you? How can you possess such strength?"

The moment Ye Buqun caught her granddaughter's Serpent Cane with one hand, Chao Tianxiang had known that Meng Yiran was no match for the youth. Unable to hold back, she asked this question.

Ye Buqun smiled. "What rank I am isn't important. What matters is that this Soul Ring belongs to us now."

"Who says so?!"

Just then, a voice like a great bell rang out from deep within the forest. Immediately afterward, a dragon-like figure flew toward them.

He was a tall, thin old man with a head full of silver hair, and he looked even older than Chao Tianxiang. He rode a small silver dragon, which vanished upon landing and transformed into a nearly five-meter-long staff with a lifelike dragon head. Eight Soul Rings surrounded him.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black!

Needless to say, this was the famed Dragon Duke, Meng Shu—a genuine Soul Douluo!

What was bound to come had come after all. Doudou once again wanted to give up the Soul Ring and leave this troublesome place with Ye Buqun.

"Grandpa!" Meng Yiran's despondent heart immediately rekindled with hope when she saw Meng Shu arrive.

At last, the family of three had gathered together. Meng Shu did not even need to release his Soul Power; his eight Soul Rings alone placed considerable pressure on Doudou.

"Grandpa, you have to stand up for me." Seeing her grandfather arrive, Meng Yiran ran over to him coquettishly.

Although they had agreed that the winner of the duel would receive the Soul Ring, Meng Yiran naturally did not want to give up such an excellent Soul Ring.

"Who dares bully my Meng Shu's granddaughter? You two little brats? Old woman, what am I supposed to say about you? You couldn't even handle two children, and you let them bully Yiran?!" Dragon Duke Meng Shu clearly doted greatly on his granddaughter as he reproached Chao Tianxiang.

"That's not it, old man." Chao Tianxiang stepped forward and explained the entire sequence of events to her husband.

After hearing this, Dragon Duke Meng Shu said, "Haha, you two little brats are quite cunning. You actually tricked my old woman and granddaughter into giving you this Soul Ring. What, did you think the Meng family had no one left?"

Ye Buqun said, "Isn't it a little harsh to call it trickery? You were the ones who proposed the battle, and you lost. According to the agreement, this Soul Ring should belong to us."

Dragon Duke Meng Shu said, "My Snake Granny and granddaughter were muddleheaded for a moment and fell into your trap. You want this Soul Ring? First ask whether the Dragon Staff in this old man's hand agrees!"

When Meng Shu said this, Meng Yiran secretly rejoiced. If her grandmother had taken this attitude earlier, these two children would never have found an opening to exploit.

Now, this Soul Ring was hers again.

Ye Buqun smiled as well. "Snake Granny is one thing, but I didn't expect Dragon Duke to be so unreasonable. Since that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite."

Impolite? What could he do even if he was impolite? At his age, what rank could he possibly be—Soul Master, Soul Grandmaster, Soul Elder? Even if he were a Soul Ancestor or Soul King, so what? No matter how capable he was, could he defeat a Soul Douluo?

Dragon Duke Meng Shu sneered disdainfully. "Kid, you sure talk big. But you don't even look older than my Yiran. I'll give you a chance—pretend you never said that and leave this place immediately."

Doudou tugged at Ye Buqun's sleeve as well, signaling that they should leave.

"I've always been this stubborn. The more you tell me to leave, the less I will."