Yu Tianheng Coughs Up Blood

Yu Tianheng stood off to the side, staring coldly at Xu Hanfeng.

When he saw Xu Hanfeng deliberately throw himself into Dugu Yan's arms and even shoot him a provocative glance,

the fury in his heart was instantly ignited, nearly erupting on the spot. This little brat was too shameless.

His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. His face was so dark it looked like someone owed him millions.

This brat... is really courting death! Yu Tianheng cursed inwardly, his teeth grinding audibly.

Xu Hanfeng was undoubtedly testing the limits of his patience.

"Are you okay, Xiao Feng?" Dugu Yan lowered her head to look at Xu Hanfeng in her arms, her voice filled with concern.

Ye Lingling also hurried over, worry written all over her face. "Xiao Feng, how are you? Are you hurt?"

Xu Hanfeng raised his head and waved a hand. "I'm fine, I'm fine. I just slipped."

His tone was calm, but his heart was far from settled.

Who knew I'd have a day where I acted like green tea? And it's actually kind of fun.

Feeling that Xu Hanfeng's hands had yet to leave her body, Dugu Yan could not help but chuckle.

She teased, "Xiao Feng, are you taking the chance to cop a feel from your sister?"

Hearing that, Xu Hanfeng's face reddened slightly, but he quickly returned to normal and let go.

I got a little too carried away just now. I forgot myself.

"Haha... if you like your sister's embrace, that's not impossible," Dugu Yan said, not thinking much of it.

But when Yu Tianheng saw this, his reason was instantly consumed by rage.

"Xu Hanfeng!!!" Yu Tianheng charged over at once.

Dugu Yan frowned and immediately stepped in front of Xu Hanfeng.

"Yu Tianheng, what are you trying to do?!"

"Yan Yan! He did it on purpose just now. He was trying to take advantage of you!" Yu Tianheng said anxiously.

"Bullshit! Little Brother Xiao Feng would never do something like that!" Before Dugu Yan could speak, Ye Lingling started cursing outright.

"Yu Tianheng, I think you just can't win Yan Yan over, so you want to take it out on Xiao Feng. Look at yourself. What kind of pathetic loser are you? So what if you have the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect backing you?"

Dugu Yan and Xu Hanfeng were both stunned. They had never expected Lingling to swear.

Ye Lingling was usually such an elegant, ladylike person. She rarely even spoke, much less used foul language.

Even Yu Tianheng was dumbfounded.

For a moment, he did not know how to react.

"Ye Lingling, this has nothing to do with you. Move aside!" Yu Tianheng shouted angrily.

Even he did not dare do anything to Ye Lingling.

Attacking Ye Lingling could be considered an attack on the Heaven Dou Empire.

When that happened, her grandfather would not let him off either.

"Yu Tianheng, what the hell is wrong with you? Xiao Feng is so young. How could he possibly have done it on purpose? You're clearly just looking for trouble."

Dugu Yan started cursing too.

She had always been hot-tempered, and her voice boomed.

"Yan Yan! It's true! He even made faces at me just now." Yu Tianheng spoke much faster.

"No, I didn't..." Xu Hanfeng put his cuteness, pitiful expression, and green-tea skills to their absolute fullest.

That only made Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling even angrier.

"Yu Tianheng!! Listen to yourself! How could my Little Brother Xiao Feng do something like that? His face was against my stomach just now. Wouldn't I know?"

Dugu Yan pointed at Yu Tianheng and cursed him out, only barely stopping herself from throwing a punch.

Yu Tianheng's face turned bright red, and he nearly coughed up blood from anger.

"Exactly, exactly. He only fell by accident."

"And you call yourself someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? That's it? Really?"

"I think the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is finished. I wonder if they even have any decent successors left."

Hearing the crowd's chatter, Yu Tianheng felt a sharp pain in his chest, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

He shot Xu Hanfeng a vicious glare and gritted out, "Xu Hanfeng, just you wait!"

With that, he turned and left.

"Don't be afraid, little brother. If he dares touch you, I'll have my grandfather go to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and poison them to death," Dugu Yan said.

Yu Tianheng spat out another mouthful of blood.

Xu Hanfeng broke out in a cold sweat and wiped his forehead. That was ruthless.

If Dugu Bo went there, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect would be lucky if ten people survived.

Dugu Bo might have been the weakest among the Title Douluo, unable to beat anyone.

But he could slaughter an entire sect until only its Title Douluo remained.

Xu Hanfeng was deeply moved. Sister Yan really was good to him.

He had used her just now, and he truly felt a little embarrassed about it.

He could only make it up to her later.

At worst, he would let her play with him a little more.

This farce ended with Yu Tianheng coughing up blood.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy's sparring arena.

"Um... Boss, we're not really going to fight this little kid, are we?" a noble asked.

"Obviously. Or would you rather fight me?"

"Cough, cough... never mind."

They smiled awkwardly. Fighting Dugu Yan meant being poisoned badly enough to stay in bed for three days. It was terrifying.

"Little brother, you're still only a Soul Master, right? We're all Soul Grand Masters."

A sweet-looking young lady asked kindly.

She merely wanted Xu Hanfeng to back down when he realized the difficulty.

After all, they were separated by an entire major rank. He had one less soul skill and was inferior in every aspect.

"Big sister, I know. But I'm very strong."

"Th-then... all right."

In the sparring arena, Xu Hanfeng stood on the platform.

The people below looked at one another, and none of them wanted to go up.

It was not like they had not seen what happened earlier.

Dugu Yan treated Xu Hanfeng so well that she had cursed Yu Tianheng on his behalf until he spat blood.

If they accidentally injured him, would they not be finished? Even the forces behind them would not be able to protect them.

"Quit dragging your feet. You, Ling Yu."

Dugu Yan casually pointed at someone.

Hearing his name, Ling Yu walked up with a bitter expression.

"Little brother, I'll go easy on you."

"I'm really strong." Xu Hanfeng was speechless. Why did no one believe him when he told the truth?

With his four sisters, beating a Soul Grandmaster would be easy. A Soul Elder might be another matter.

"All right, then."

Ling Yu began to take things seriously.

"Ling Yu, martial soul: Shisui Sword. Level twenty-three Attack-Type Battle Soul Master."

"Xu Hanfeng, martial soul: Douluo Atlas. Level seventeen... I don't know what type of Tool Soul Master."

The others were somewhat surprised. Xu Hanfeng was already level seventeen at such a young age, making his talent far greater than theirs.

But his last sentence made them laugh.

"This little brother is really interesting."

"Yeah."

"Who doesn't know what type of Soul Master they are?"

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling exchanged looks.

Xiao Feng really did seem not to know what type he was.

Some of the sisters he summoned specialized in attack, some in support, and some in control.

There might even be all sorts of other types later on.

That probably made him an all-round Soul Master.

"Little brother, here I come."

Holding the Shisui Sword, Ling Yu charged at Xu Hanfeng. The long sword in his hand was azure blue, with thin streams of water flowing across its blade.

Butterfly God's Light!

With a thought from Xu Hanfeng, small balls of light shot out before him.

Seeing this, Ling Yu slashed with his sword.

But the next moment, thunderous explosions rang out.

Ling Yu was blasted several steps back.

"They explode?!"