Douluo: So You're the Theory Master?

Xie Yue and Yan, who had been worried about Hu Liena, turned even paler, their bodies trembling.

If it had been anyone else, even a Soul King or Spirit Emperor, they would have exploded into a fight and taken their chances.

But now, a Titled Douluo?

The two of them only felt that they were the ones in the greatest danger now!!!

Perhaps if they acted now, they would simply be giving the other side an opportunity to kill them.

After all, a Titled Douluo could not be insulted!!!

"Spirit Hall will not let you go."

But they could not show weakness either.

After all, they represented Spirit Hall.

Yet Dugu Bo had no intention of paying them any attention. His sinister, ruthless gaze remained fixed on the arena.

He had no regard whatsoever for the "dead." The moment anything went wrong, he would strike without hesitation.

The situation had suddenly become polarized.

What had originally only been a battle between Soul Grandmasters and Soul Ancestors

had now become a chaotic battle involving Titled Douluos.

What is going on here!!

The Martial Soul Hall Saintess is dead?

She lost that badly?

This had gotten a little out of hand!

Hu Liena's condition in the arena was rather miserable. Coupled with Spirit Hall making such a huge commotion, many people believed that Hu Liena had died on the spot.

This situation might become troublesome. No matter what, she was the Martial Soul Hall Saintess. Many people present had already gone pale and wanted to leave.

If negotiations broke down, a major battle could truly erupt. They themselves held high status and authority, and they did not want to die here.

There were certainly powerful people present, but against Titled Douluos—especially if they went mad—they had no confidence at all.

The calmest person present was perhaps Yu Yuanzhen, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader.

If it was only a matter of holding back Spirit Hall, he felt that he could intervene.

After all, the Upper Three Sects were "connected by a common spirit."

Perhaps he could also take the opportunity to ask the Extreme Research Institute to resolve Yu Xiaogang's problem.

Besides, his grandson beside him also needed looking after.

"If necessary, this old man can lend a hand as well."

The instant the thought arose, Yu Yuanzhen spoke to Ning Fengzhi not far away.

This allowed Ning Fengzhi, who had been somewhat wary, to relax slightly.

"Then many thanks, Sect Master Yu!"

It was a good thing that the other party was willing to help. As for everything else, that could wait until later. They could discuss whatever needed discussing afterward!!

Almost everyone was waiting for Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's response.

They were also watching Hu Liena's condition. At this moment, it was clear that she had been beaten rather badly.

Blood had splattered over a large area, and she had already lost consciousness.

It seemed that today alone, Ning Qinghe had beaten three people unconscious here.

The arena area was like a powder keg, ready to explode at the slightest spark.

Ning Qinghe had already withdrawn his Martial Soul offensive, but the power he had expended would not recover immediately. His entire body still felt uncomfortable.

Yet he had no time to recuperate now.

If this was not handled properly, all sorts of trouble would begin.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at the ground, their eyes turning cold as killing intent burst forth. They had never seen Hu Liena suffer such injuries.

And directly opposite them stood Ning Qinghe and the others.

He stood behind Chen Xin and Gu Rong, their two tall figures shielding him.

The terrifying pressure of the Titled Douluos that had been bearing down on him instantly dissipated.

At this time, someone needed to do something.

"Grandpa Sword, Bone Grandpa."

"It's a misunderstanding. I believe the two Douluo Your Excellencies are merely worried about Her Highness the Saintess."

"You saw what happened just now. Her Highness the Saintess was extremely strong. If I had not gone all out, I might have been the one to lose."

After glancing at the two grim-faced Titled Douluos, Ning Qinghe quickly stepped forward and made things clear.

"We should arrange treatment first."

"Her Highness the Saintess's condition is more important!!"

As he spoke, his gaze swept around the area. The people in the stands had mixed reactions, though Dugu Bo's conduct was quite satisfactory.

Furthermore, the Soul Cannons he had prepared earlier were already under control.

If a fight broke out, they would not be at a disadvantage. They could even wipe everyone out here completely.

Of course, the consequence of doing that would be an all-out war with Spirit Hall.

At that point, even those old monsters from Spirit Hall's offering hall might emerge.

Ning Qinghe's words could be considered an offered way out.

As long as they had not made up their minds to go to war, this should end here.

Following Ning Qinghe's words, Chen Xin and Gu Rong came to their senses and slightly restrained their auras as well.

"It was a sparring match to begin with. Old Chrysanthemum, Old Ghost, don't be sore losers."

"You were the ones who proposed the match, and you saw what happened just now."

"Little Qinghe was in no less danger. If he had been weaker, even if he did not die, he would have been seriously injured..."

Gu Rong spoke even more bluntly, his tone full of disdain.

"Little Qinghe was simply a step better."

Chen Xin did not speak, but his attitude was clear. The Seven Kill Sword was already in his hand. If they could not come to an agreement, there would only be a fight...

The words of several people in succession allowed everyone to regain some calm and reason!!

They had not come here to fight.

"Who is being a sore loser? We are merely concerned for our Saintess's condition..."

"If we had truly wanted to act just now, we would have attacked the moment we stepped onto the arena. It was only a misunderstanding!!"

"This Young Master Ning truly is an unprecedented genius. A level 27 Soul Grandmaster heavily injured a level 48 Martial Soul Hall Saintess without suffering the slightest harm. In a few years, even old fellows like us may not be his match."

"And that final ability he used just now was a domain that even many Titled Douluos do not possess, wasn't it!!"

"He comprehended a domain while still only a Soul Grandmaster, and such a powerful one at that. His future is truly limitless!!"

Facing the two Titled Douluos whose strength was no weaker than their own, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo paused only briefly before speaking one after another, praising Ning Qinghe with ill intent.

They could sense that the current situation was unfavorable to them.

Moreover, Hu Liena was the most important matter. Her condition was extremely dangerous now.

As the two spoke in succession, Chrysanthemum Douluo quickly checked Hu Liena's condition.

As for Hu Liena's condition,

although the two Titled Douluos from Spirit Hall had been prepared, they were still shocked.

More than half the bones and tendons throughout her body had been shattered, and many parts of her internal organs were damaged. By comparison, the seemingly severe blood spraying and muscle injuries had become insignificant.

These injuries were far more serious than those Yu Xiaogang and Tang San had suffered earlier.

Even if the continent's greatest healing-type Soul Masters acted, depending on the circumstances, she might need anywhere from a month to half a year to recover.

The more Chrysanthemum Douluo examined her, the gloomier his expression became. His gaze occasionally drifted toward Ning Qinghe, as though he wanted to devour him and seek justice for Spirit Hall's Saintess.

That attitude left Ning Qinghe helpless. This had not been intentional at all.

Hu Liena had simply been too stubborn. She could have obediently lost to Rock Tomb, but afterward she erupted with all her strength, and he had not dared to underestimate her.

And with the later attack, as long as she had not resisted, he would have ended the battle accordingly.

She had insisted on holding on until she burst herself apart.

"Cough, cough, Your Excellencies, treating her should take priority."

"I will arrange for someone to treat Her Highness the Saintess now."