Bullying the Strong with the Weak, Qian Renyu vs Liu Erlong

Bullying the Big with the Small, Qian Renyu vs. Liu Erlong

A calm voice echoed through the area.

Everyone who heard this voice from Qian Renyu felt their hearts sink simultaneously.

Dozens of gazes focused one after another on the Brilliant Golden Throne beneath Qian Renyu.

The Brilliant Golden Throne was incredibly luxurious, suspended horizontally in the void.

Without any flashy or gaudy displays, its mere presence there was enough to shatter all the sharp, piercing intent brought by the Seven Kill Sword.

"Your Excellency!"

Gui Mei felt his heart tighten, bowing to Qian Renyu in trepidation.

Tasked with guarding Yu Xiaogang, he had suddenly allowed this situation to unfold, and he now felt his entire body tense up, not daring to relax for even a second.

He was a Title Douluo, after all, yet he had allowed things to reach this point while watching over a piece of trash like Yu Xiaogang who wasn't even level thirty.

His competence was bound to be questioned severely.

"It is fine! Do not panic!"

"You are no match for Senior Chen Xin; I am not so unreasonable as to blame you for that!"

Qian Renyu replied indifferently.

Right is right, and wrong is wrong; he held a scale for these things in his heart.

If Gui Mei had stubbornly clashed with Chen Xin despite being no match for him, that would have been the behavior of a fool.

In the end, it would only have been the face of Martial Soul Hall that was lost.

Gui Mei let out a long sigh of relief, bowed, and retreated behind Qian Renyu, his hanging heart finally settling.

Ever since the day of the power seizure, the impression Qian Renyu had left on him and Yue Guan was far too overbearing.

In these days, he had not dared to slack off in his duties, fearing that any excuse would lead to punishment from Qian Renyu.

But now, Qian Renyu's words left him in disbelief.

Qian Renyu did not pay attention to how Gui Mei was reacting, his gaze remaining fixed on Chen Xin.

Yu Xiaogang's expression turned ugly.

The joy he had felt upon Chen Xin's arrival sank to the bottom of the river like a heavy stone.

He had already experienced what kind of person Qian Renyu was; he was far more troublesome than Gui Mei, by an unknown margin.

Chen Xin frowned deeply, looking at Qian Renyu with a thoughtful expression.

Though it appeared he was looking at Qian Renyu, his gaze was actually focused more on the Brilliant Golden Throne beneath him.

This seems to be a type of martial soul?

A throne-type martial soul—I have never heard of such a thing before!

Chen Xin pondered inwardly.

Feeling the vibration of the Seven Kill Sword beneath his feet, his heavy heart could not help but tremble slightly.

Liu Erlong had not reached Chen Xin's level and could not perceive the true power of the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter.

At this moment, all her focus was on Qian Renyu.

She had witnessed everything, including Gui Mei bowing to him.

There was no doubt that Qian Renyu was someone of significant status within Martial Soul Hall; being able to command a Title Douluo spoke for itself.

"What is the meaning of this, Martial Soul Hall? What exactly has Xiaogang done to deserve being hung up here, exposed to the sun and rain?"

"Bring that woman Bibi Dong out! I want to have a proper talk with that woman Bibi Dong today!"

Liu Erlong demanded loudly, spittle flying from her mouth.

Qian Renyu glanced at Liu Erlong, not particularly fond of this woman.

"Bibi Dong has already stepped down from the position of Pope!"

"I have now succeeded to the position of Pope, and the punishment of Yu Xiaogang was carried out under my decree!"

"Whatever you wish to discuss, I am listening!"

The clamor suddenly died down.

Qian Renyu's understated words silenced the noise that had arisen from Yu Xiaogang being hung on the city wall and the brief clash between the two Title Douluos, Gui Mei and Sword Douluo.

Pairs of strange and horrified eyes turned toward Qian Renyu one after another.

Bibi Dong had stepped down?

Such a major event, and Martial Soul Hall hadn't made a public announcement?

And Qian Renyu, a young man who looked to be at most in his twenties, had actually succeeded to the position of Pope?

This... surely this wasn't a joke?

Liu Erlong was struck with wild shock, staring at Qian Renyu in disbelief, a breath caught in her throat, making her feel quite uncomfortable.

Chen Xin's tightly furrowed brows also trembled slightly.

For a moment, the gazes directed at Qian Renyu were filled with a touch of astonishment.

Below the city wall.

Tang San and the others were equally horrified on the spot.

As for the members of other academy teams who were slightly older, the looks they cast toward Qian Renyu were filled with extreme terror.

To have ascended to the position of Pope while only being a few years older than themselves—this was simply too shocking to be believed!

"Stop spouting nonsense here!"

"Bring Bibi Dong out! I am only looking for Bibi Dong!"

Liu Erlong regained her senses, refusing to believe a word Qian Renyu said, and shouted loudly once more.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, looking at Liu Erlong with a complex expression, his voice extremely weak:

"Erlong, he has indeed succeeded to the position of Pope!"

"The state I have fallen into was indeed decreed by his own order!"

Hiss—

Liu Erlong drew a sharp breath.

Her pupils dilated, a seismic shift occurring in her gaze.

"Since you were the one who issued the decree, then I will have a word with you!"

"Xiaogang is a member of our Shrek Academy! By what right does your Martial Soul Hall punish someone from our Shrek Academy!"

Having never cared for Liu Erlong in the first place, Qian Renyu ignored her loud shouting.

As if speaking to himself, he said indifferently: "It is true that Yu Xiaogang is a member of your Shrek Academy, but in the past, he also served as an honorary elder of the Martial Soul Hall!"

"As the current Pope, do I need to seek the opinion of your Shrek Academy to punish someone who has acted against the interests of the Martial Soul Hall?"

"A mere Shrek Academy—do you even deserve it?!"

Boom—

As his words fell.

A terrifying soul power suddenly erupted from Qian Renyu's body.

On the Brilliant Golden Throne, an orange-red light dissolved the sword qi that Chen Xin had placed to protect Liu Erlong.

An extreme sense of oppression swept through every bone and limb of Liu Erlong's body.

"I just told Senior Chen Xin as much."

"Gui Mei is of the older generation, so it is inappropriate for him to bully the young!"

"But as for me, it is not considered bullying the young for me to strike at you!"

Chen Xin's heart trembled. Unlike Liu Erlong, who was currently blinded by rage, he heard these words from Qian Renyu and a dangerous look immediately appeared in his eyes.

He had a strong urge to strike at this moment, but then he reconsidered: Qian Renyu was already the current Pope, and he himself was a patron of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; it was no longer appropriate for him to continue intervening.

Unless he wanted to drag the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect into the fray.

"Liu Erlong, step back!"

"You are likely no match for him!"

Chen Xin sighed softly, and the Seven Kill Sword carried him back toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's camp.

He had done everything he could, and everything he was supposed to do.

Liu Erlong understood what Chen Xin meant, but she chose not to retreat at this moment.

A roar like a trapped beast escaped her throat as she said, word by word: "Thank you, Senior Sword Douluo, for your assistance."

"I may not be a match for a Title Douluo, but he is just a young man in his twenties. I refuse to believe that the decades I've spent eating were all for nothing."

"I have eaten more salt than he has eaten rice!"

Liu Erlong's body descended toward the ground below the city wall.

The moment her feet touched the ground, a resounding dragon roar echoed out.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Red Dragon True Body!"

Liu Erlong roared at the sky, unleashing all her strength at this moment as a crimson fire dragon charged toward the direction of Qian Renyu and Yu Xiaogang.

Qian Renyu sat indifferently on his throne, watching the menacing red dragon rushing toward him, and lifted his right hand from the relief carving.

Facing Liu Erlong's Red Dragon True Body, he delivered a plain, unremarkable slap, striking out with a backhand.

From beginning to end, he had never taken Liu Erlong seriously.

To borrow the famous words of his cheap father:

A mere seven soul rings is nothing more than courting death.