"You... what did you say?!"
Yu Tianheng flew into a rage. It was one thing for Dai Mubai to curse at him.
But he had even cursed his Titled Douluo grandfather!
And he had done it right in front of his grandfather!
How could he possibly endure that?
"I said, brat, even if your grandfather kneels and begs me today, I won't spare you!"
Dai Mubai grabbed Yu Tianheng by the collar and spoke with utter dominance.
Yu Tianheng seized Dai Mubai's wrist and began exerting force.
Their contest of strength had begun.
A smile curled at Dai Mubai's lips. He was from Shrek Academy—his daily running and physical training had not been for nothing.
But he soon felt his strength giving out. The young man before him was actually stronger than he was.
Yu Tianheng forcibly pried his hand off himself.
Then he flung it outward viciously, nearly sending Dai Mubai flying.
"B-Boss Dai!"
Ma Hongjun hurried over and unleashed his Martial Soul, looking ready to share the burden with his good brother.
"Are you prepared to die?"
Yu Tianheng stepped forward and underwent Martial Soul Possession. Three Soul Rings—two yellow and one purple—appeared around him.
Yu Tianheng's entire body turned golden, radiating terrifying power.
His Martial Soul had evolved from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon into the Golden Sacred Dragon.
"Hmph! You're the one who's going to die!"
Dai Mubai also underwent Martial Soul Possession and charged forward in a single bound.
Yu Tianheng's figure flashed. He grabbed Dai Mubai's wrist and directly hurled him away.
The gap in their strength seemed rather enormous.
Yu Tianheng had developed killing intent. Dai Mubai had dared insult his grandfather; only death could atone for that crime!
With a furious roar, Yu Tianheng charged at Dai Mubai, who had fallen to the ground.
Dai Mubai rolled repeatedly across the ground and unleashed several Soul Skills in succession.
However, the White Tiger Protective Barrier—the defensive Soul Skill his White Tiger Martial Soul relied on most—was as flimsy as paper beneath the dragon claws.
"Hehe, as an assault-type Soul Master, you actually absorbed a defensive Soul Skill. Are you tigers really that afraid of death?"
Yu Tianheng sneered. Not only did he want to brutally crush Dai Mubai, he also wanted to break his spirit.
"Blue Silver Entanglement!"
At that moment, Dai Mubai had been beaten so badly he could not get back up, leaving Tang San no choice but to act.
"Blue Silver Grass? Trash."
Yu Tianheng merely shook his body, and Tang San's Blue Silver Grass shattered into fragments.
"Ning Rongrong, support us!"
Yu Tianheng's Soul Power was too high, so Tang San ordered Ning Rongrong to assist them.
Ning Rongrong curled her lips. "You men couldn't keep your big heads from controlling your little heads and caused this mess, so why should this young lady help you?"
"In my opinion, Dai Mubai needs to be taught a vicious lesson before he learns that there is always someone stronger!"
In the end, Tang San had no choice but to use hidden weapons.
A poisoned arrow struck Yu Tianheng, knocking him to the ground.
"Y-you're despicable!"
Yu Tianheng glared at Tang San with immense hatred. What kind of poison was this? It had left him unable to move.
"Brat! Hand over the antidote, now!"
Qin Ming rushed over. Seeing that Yu Tianheng had been poisoned so severely, he urgently demanded that Tang San hand over the antidote.
"I'll give you the antidote, but you have to make him apologize to us. Otherwise, he can wait to die. No one in this world can cure the poison I concocted!"
"Pfft..."
Poison Douluo sprayed a mouthful of soup all over Yu Yuanzhen's face.
He laughed—laughed out of anger.
This kid really had some nerve. He actually claimed that no one could cure his poison in front of Poison Douluo?
Was that arrogance, or ignorance?
"Haha! Third Brother, you're still the best! Let's see who dares to make enemies of us from now on!"
Oscar watched Tang San easily defeat Yu Yuanzhen, such a powerful Soul Elder, and hurried over to flatter him.
"You're his team leader, right? You want our Third Brother to give you the antidote? Sure. But first, you have to kneel and apologize to us, and also..."
Ma Hongjun became smug as well. His lecherous, sinister gaze landed on Dugu Yan. Licking his lips, he said:
"And that little beauty has to spend a night with us brothers. Otherwise, this kid can just wait to die!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Ming suddenly looked at the little fatty with deep pity.
He had seen reckless people before, but never anyone this reckless.
His temperament was fairly mild, and he did not want anyone to die, so he hurriedly warned them:
"Didn't your teachers ever teach you to respect your elders? Hurry up and hand over the antidote. Then we'll let this matter go. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what? Are we supposed to be afraid of two old geezers with one foot in the grave? So what if you're Soul Masters? Those who don't dare cause trouble are mediocrities! You think we'd be afraid of you?"
Ma Hongjun puffed out his belly and spoke with an arrogant expression.
"Those who don't dare cause trouble are mediocrities..."
Why did Qin Ming find those words increasingly familiar?
"Those who don't dare cause trouble are mediocrities? Heh... brat, I'd like to see just how you plan to cause trouble."
Yu Yuanzhen had acted meekly and submissively before Starry Sky and the Raiden Shogun, but he himself possessed boundless dominance. As the leader of a sect, he had his own pride.
How could he allow these juniors to speak of him like that?
Thus, he stepped forward, his tall body like a mountain.
Ma Hongjun remained disdainful. Tang San's hidden weapons could even injure a Soul Sage—how powerful could this old man be?
Besides, Zhao Wuji was right behind them.
"So what if we provoke you? I'll twist your head off right now and use it as a—ugh!"
Before Ma Hongjun could finish, an incomparable aura erupted from Yu Yuanzhen.
It crushed him directly to the ground.
"This... is so powerful!"
Feeling that overwhelming aura, Tang San immediately recalled what had happened six years ago.
Back then, Yu Yuanzhen's Titled Douluo aura had pressed him so hard he could barely breathe.
"Senior, please stop!"
Sensing that powerful aura, Zhao Wuji immediately realized that Tang San and the others had kicked an iron plate this time.
He quickly stepped forward to plead for them.
However, Yu Yuanzhen did not take Zhao Wuji seriously at all and suppressed him directly.
"Those who don't dare cause trouble are mediocrities? Heh. Just because you have a Soul Sage backing you, you think you can do whatever you want? I think you're nothing but idiots!"
"Teacher Zhao..." When Qin Ming saw Zhao Wuji, his eyes immediately reddened.
He also suddenly understood that these people were Shrek Academy's junior students.
But... why did these juniors all look like they had a death wish?
Still, they were his juniors no matter what, so Qin Ming hurriedly pleaded for them:
"Your Excellency, I apologize for their previous disrespect. They're only children. Please don't take their words to heart."
"You know them?"
Qin Ming nodded. "They are students of Shrek Academy, and I also graduated from Shrek Academy."
"Hmph! For the sake of you introducing the General to me, this old man will not start a massacre this time!"
"But how can this old man be insulted by others? Didn't they want this old man to kneel? Then let them kneel and kowtow. When this old man is satisfied, I'll spare their lives!"
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