A Laughingstock
Ye Qinghe didn't know if Ning Fengzhi was out of his mind or had lost his senses, to utter such nonsense.
I was completely speechless.
"Your style is... sigh..."
Even Sword Douluo looked at him in disbelief, his mouth agape, but he ultimately said nothing. However, the disappointment in his eyes was impossible to conceal.
He didn't know why, but before meeting Tang San, the so-called genius with Twin Martial Souls, his sect leader had always been the epitome of wisdom and intelligence, leading the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect step by step towards prosperity and strength.
How did it become like this?
Ning Fengzhi realized at this moment that he had been so angry that he had lost his mind, and his face turned red.
He knew that today, he had utterly disgraced the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School.
However, no sooner had one wave subsided than another arose.
After a brief silence, Ye Qinghe suddenly seemed to remember something, a smirk playing on his lips. He then asked the referee the same question he had posed after Shrek's defeat of the Blue Tyrant Academy, "Respected referee, are they dead?"
The referee was taken aback, finally realizing why Ning Fengzhi's words sounded so familiar. Wasn't that the same line the Blue Tyrant Academy team leader had said when Shrek crippled Blue Tyrant Academy during the preliminaries?
Now, Ye Qinghe refuted him using the same rhetoric as Shrek.
For a moment, I couldn't help but chuckle, so I quickly covered my mouth and forced myself not to laugh out loud.
He looked at the Shrek students and teachers who had been beaten quite badly. Although they were all barely breathing, their chests were rising and falling slightly, so they were obviously not dead.
This was all because Ye Qinghe deliberately held back.
The Evil God Chaotic Mutilation Light, a wide-range AOE skill granted to him by Soul Ring over 50,000 years old, can unleash thousands upon thousands of remnant lights to instantly strike opponents. The power of each remnant light is no less than his first Soul Skill, Evil God's Assault.
The damage is absolutely terrifying.
But he couldn't possibly kill those Shrek students, those bastards, otherwise who would provide him with emotional points?
Therefore, he focused the vast majority of his residual light on Flender, who had activated his Martial Soul Avatar. Next were Lu Qibin and Li Yusong, both Soul Emperor, and Tang San, who Chaotic Cloak forty-eight times. Yu Tianheng, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun, the three Beast Soul Master, only managed two or three attacks each. Shao Xin and Oscar, the two Food-type Soul Master, only received one attack each.
Most importantly, Ye Qinghe perfectly avoided their vital points.
With the Soul Skill released by these people mitigating some of the attack power, the Evil God Chaotic Mutilation Light was not enough to kill them; at most, it would only severely injure them and leave them on the verge of death.
Salas, Dugu Bo, Xue Ye, and the rest of the Imperial Fighting Team also couldn't help but chuckle.
Dugu Yan pointed her finger at Ning Fengzhi's nose and cursed without any hesitation:
"Are you senile? Let's not even talk about how Shrek crippled Blue Tyrant Academy without any punishment. Now, Xiao Ye has crippled the Shrek Team, and he's supposed to be punished? It's laughable! Even if Xiao Ye really killed them, just the fact that these people ganged up on him after the match makes them deserve to die."
Dugu Bo said in a deep voice, "My granddaughter is right, Sect Master Ning. As a member of the organizing committee of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, you not only allowed your son-in-law to join forces with Shrek's teachers and students to attack my granddaughter's husband after the competition, but after failing, you also planned to openly show favoritism. Do you think that this Soul Master Tournament is a one-man show for your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, or do you simply not respect His Majesty?"
Upon hearing this, Xue Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. Ning Fengzhi had truly touched a nerve today. Not only did he seek help from the Spirit Hall to prevent the transformed Soul Beast from sacrificing themselves to Ye Qinghe, but he also openly disregarded the competition and him, the monarch of the Heaven Dou Empire.
They're completely disregarding the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.
It seems that Ning Fengzhi has become too complacent and arrogant after years of supporting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"You old poisoner, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's loyalty to His Majesty is as clear as day. Don't you dare spout such nonsense..."
Tang San's plan to seize Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast for sacrifice has fallen through, ultimately benefiting Ye Qinghe. Now that the two sides have torn off their masks, Ning Fengzhi has no more room for pretense and has even stopped calling him Senior Dugu.
"What slander! Your dwarf son-in-law beat my student so badly earlier, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet. And today you dare to lay a hand on my old friend..." At this point, Liu Erlong gave Ye Qinghe a slightly strange look and added, "And today you even dare to lay a hand on my old friend's son. If you don't give me a piece of duct tape, I'll tear down your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Seeing that another conflict was about to erupt between the two sides, Xue Ye finally spoke:
"Alright, Mr. Dugu, Dean Liu, please calm down. Sect Master Ning, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but your son-in-law really went too far this time. How could he join forces with all the teachers and students of Shrek to besiege Qinghe after the competition?"
Although Xue Ye was dissatisfied with Ning Fengzhi, he couldn't let the Spirit Hall laugh at him in front of them. At the same time, Ning Fengzhi really needed to be taught a lesson, otherwise who knew what kind of trouble he would cause.
It's understandable that he used the Spirit Hall to scheme against a transformed Soul Beast to sacrifice to his son-in-law, but what he shouldn't have done was keep it a secret from him, the Emperor of Heaven Dou Empire.
Fortunately, Poison Douluo's grandson-in-law Ye Qinghe, had made preparations in advance; otherwise, the Spirit Hall might have benefited from this.
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression turned somewhat grim. He never expected that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, as a staunch supporter of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family and having relied on the royal family for many years, would be less important than Dugu Bo, who did not explicitly support the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, and Liu Erlong, who traveled outside the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.
However, it was only for a moment before he regained his composure, and then he returned to his former demeanor as the courteous and refined Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes flickered slightly, and he cupped his hands towards Xue Ye, saying:
"Your Majesty is right. Feng Zhi acted too emotionally. For the sake of fairness in the competition, effective immediately, all teachers and students of the Shrek Team will be banned from the competition for life. At the same time, as a gesture of apology, Feng Zhi is willing to apologize to Senior Dugu and Dean Liu after the competition to resolve the misunderstanding between the two parties. We ask Your Majesty to be our witness."
At this point, he glanced at Ling Yuan, who was 'furious' at failing to stop the transformed Soul Beast from sacrificing itself, and transmitted his voice through his Soul Power to Xue Ye, Dugu Bo, and Liu Erlong:
"Furthermore, Feng Zhi would like to take this opportunity to discuss with His Majesty and the two His Excellencies a matter of life and death concerning the Heaven Dou Empire, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the Clear Sky Sect. The Clear Sky Douluo will also be present."
Xue Ye nodded. At this point, it was impossible for the two sides to become completely close, and as the Emperor of Heaven Dou Empire, he did not want to see it happen. However, it was still very necessary to temporarily thaw out the past grievances.