Douluo: So You're the Theory Master?

It was a direct challenge to their authority!!

They were one of the Upper Three Sects, with a Titled Douluo among them.

Given the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's standing, provoking them was no good thing.

But if they could cooperate with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and put on a strong showing while relying on them, there was nothing to lose.

After all, when the sky fell, the tall ones would hold it up. If the other side made demands, they could take advantage of it.

Now, it all depended on Ning Fengzhi's attitude.

When he heard Yu Xiaogang speak, even Ning Fengzhi was left with his mouth open, unable to find the words.

Then came fury, surging to the heavens.

Whether in terms of strength or status, the other party had no right to say anything at this moment.

Even Yu Xiaogang's most prestigious identity—as the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader—only made him Ning Fengzhi's junior.

Did he think that just because Ning Fengzhi usually seemed mild-tempered, humble, and courteous, he truly had no temper at all?

"You're Clan Leader Yu's son, aren't you? Is this your own intention?"

"Or is it the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's intention?"

Ning Fengzhi had clearly paid attention to Yu Xiaogang before.

No matter what, he was the biological son of one of the Upper Three Sects' leaders.

Moreover, he had experiences somewhat similar to Ning Qinghe's. Ning Fengzhi had originally felt the man was somewhat pitiful and held no other negative thoughts toward him, but now all he felt was loathing and disgust.

Ning Fengzhi's voice was low now, completely different from his earlier easygoing, amiable, and refined manner.

A heavy atmosphere swiftly spread through the area, and Gu Rong was much the same.

Ning Fengzhi was still somewhat restrained. After all, the other side was one of the Upper Three Sects and also a guest they had invited.

But Gu Rong, also a Titled Douluo, had no need to be so polite.

"Yu Yuanzhen, you old dragon, have you really started thinking you're the strongest in the world?"

"You let a little brat say something like that?"

Gu Rong's fiery temper was completely undisguised, and his spittle practically sprayed in Yu Yuanzhen's face.

He did not go after Yu Xiaogang. That would have been beneath him.

His tall figure and fierce gaze were fixed directly on Yu Yuanzhen.

He looked ready to fight at any moment.

The other party's Martial Soul was formidable, but his own Martial Soul was no weaker.

Moreover, he had the continent's number-one support Martial Soul at his back. He had no intention of fighting the other side one-on-one.

This was not some friendly match...

The pressure of a Titled Douluo spread instantly along with Gu Rong's words, and people from the various factions nearby retreated again and again, opening up some distance.

Getting caught up in it by accident would be no good thing.

"I..."

Once the words had been spoken, there was no taking them back. Yu Xiaogang's face had gone pale, his body stiff, though his eyes remained bloodshot.

He knew he had caused trouble now. He opened his mouth to say something, but even speaking was difficult, leaving him trapped between advancing and retreating.

The others could retreat, but he could not. His level 29 Soul Power was nowhere near enough to keep him standing. Under the pressure of a Titled Douluo, even though it was not aimed at him, he felt as though he was about to collapse.

Even Tang San, his disciple beside him, was the same. This time, he felt that he had been dragged into it again.

Though he was also curious about what strength the other party could display.

"Enough."

Yu Yuanzhen had originally been at a loss for words as well.

He had intended to explain first, but faced with Gu Rong's forcefulness and the obvious discomfort of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, he released his Soul Power to block the pressure.

He also had the younger generation behind him move away.

The pressure of the two Titled Douluos quickly cancelled each other out, easing the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere somewhat and disappointing Spirit Hall and the others watching from afar.

They had been eagerly hoping to see two of the Upper Three Sects fight.

What a pity~~~

Yu Yuanzhen would not allow such a thing to happen...

He swiftly made a promise.

"Xiaogang had no ill intent. He merely wanted to see it for himself, and he spoke a little hastily."

"Sect Master Ning, his way of expressing himself was somewhat wrong, but that was roughly what he meant. We wish to understand the situation."

"I believe everyone shares such thoughts. Since our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan raised the matter, I will offer some stakes."

"Win or lose, I will provide you with one hundred Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts and ten Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts, and quite a few of them will be dragon-blooded Soul Beasts."

"As for any other cooperation, we can discuss that separately."

Since the words had already been spoken, Yu Yuanzhen dismissed the thought of immediately backing down and punishing Yu Xiaogang.

The relationship between Yu Xiaogang and the clan had already been poor, and Yu Yuanzhen had never intended for them to become strangers until death.

Besides, the clan could handle it.

Since that was the case, they could only make the matter real.

Yu Yuanzhen had been clan leader for many years and dealt with all sorts of interests, so his mind was still quite sharp.

Given the situation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Extreme Research Institute, these terms were already quite generous.

That was indeed the case. As Ning Fengzhi listened, more than half his anger faded. After purchasing Soul Beasts in large quantities for years, he knew how difficult it was to obtain and transport over a hundred Thousand-Year and even Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts.

And it was only a matter of saying the word.

"Who are you trying to fool with so few Soul Beasts? I know you've been tracking the locations of some Spirit Beasts that are tens of thousands of years old. At the very least, capture one that is fifty thousand years old and bring it here. That won't be a problem, will it?"

The two knew each other extremely well, and Gu Rong instantly understood Ning Fengzhi's attitude.

He immediately raised the terms.

In the various regions, Thousand-Year and even Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beasts could still be found with some luck. But once they reached tens of thousands of years, or fifty thousand years and above, they became increasingly rare. Many stayed within their own territory and did not wander around.

Some major factions had dedicated coordinates for them. Once discovered, they would mark the location and save them for their descendants.

"This..."

"Fine. I will select a suitable Soul Beast for your honored son."

"No matter what is needed, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will do its utmost to find it."

Yu Yuanzhen hesitated only briefly before directly agreeing.

They had already offered so many Soul Beasts. One more would make little difference.

To capture a fifty-thousand-year Spirit Beast alive and bring it here, he would have to personally take action for it to be easy.

But after agreeing, he looked helplessly at Yu Xiaogang beside him.

Thinking of Ning Qinghe's circumstances, the gap between the two was truly enormous.

And since things had reached this point, he was also somewhat curious about just how strong the other party was.

"I should call Qinghe over for this matter."

"He can make the decision when he arrives."

Although he had already accepted it inwardly and felt that Ning Qinghe would not refuse, Ning Fengzhi still did not state his position directly.

His younger son's personality truly resembled his own. With just a few words, he could obtain such resources. It was not something worth making a fuss over.

Moreover, in his view, this was also an opportunity to put the other side in their place.

"Of course."

Yu Yuanzhen nodded immediately.

It would be best if the person involved was willing to come. He had originally been happy to do the other party a favor as well.

"Hmph, if you want to deal with Qinghe, you should first take a look at yourself. A level 29 Soul Grandmaster—old dragon, are you planning to have him take the field?"

With the matter settled and no fight breaking out, Gu Rong continued venting his anger.

He had no intention of personally bullying a little brat, but letting the brat embarrass himself by offering up his head was different.

As soon as Gu Rong said this, some nearby people revealed mocking smiles, while quite a few narrowed their eyes as they looked at Yu Xiaogang.

Their expressions were like those of people looking at a rat in the gutter, making Yu Xiaogang feel as though his eyes had been stabbed. Every last one of them was a snobbish bastard.

He wished he could seize every one of them and skin them alive, then tear apart their bones.

At this very moment.