Breaking Your Arrogance! Poison Douluo: Who Dares to Touch My Grandson-in-Law?

Soto Grand Hotel, top-floor suite.

Night had fallen, and the room remained unlit, save for the eerie green glow and violet-blue electric arcs weaving through the air.

"Mmm... refreshing..."

An aged yet satisfied sigh echoed through the room.

On the sofa, a tall, thin old man with a head of green hair sat with his eyes closed, centering himself. Coiled around him was a translucent, emerald-green serpent, greedily devouring the toxins being stripped from his body.

He was none other than the Title Douluo who reigned supreme in the world of poison—Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

Opposite him, Yu Tianyu retracted the lightning power from his hands.

"Old Poison, the toxins built up in your body this time are far less than the last."

Yu Tianyu wiped the sweat from his forehead (a mere performance) and took a sip from the teacup beside him. "It seems my Dragon Slayer Secret Art: World-Cleansing Thunder Flame is quite effective; your backlash has been suppressed."

Dugu Bo opened his eyes, those once-sinister green orbs now appearing exceptionally clear.

He looked at the young man before him with a complex expression, a mix of gratitude and the kind of recognition one usually reserves for a peer.

"Little Monster, I have to admit, your methods are truly bizarre."

Dugu Bo stood up and stretched his limbs, causing them to crackle with a series of sharp pops. "The toxic backlash that has plagued me for decades has actually been melted away by your lightning-infused fire. I feel twenty years younger."

"With you looking after Yan-yan, I can finally rest easy."

At the mention of Dugu Yan, Dugu Bo's gaze softened, though it immediately turned sharp again.

"However, I heard that some blind fools have been causing you trouble lately?"

"Something called... the Dung Beetle Academy?"

Yu Tianyu chuckled. "It's Shrek Academy. What, you've heard of them too?"

"Hmph, Yan-yan wrote to me to complain."

Dugu Bo let out a cold snort, and a terrifying killing intent instantly dropped the room's temperature to freezing.

"She said some arrogant brat wanted to use poison to ambush her? And some so-called 'Grandmaster' is bossing you all around?"

"In this life, I hate two types of people: those who are terrible at using poison but think they're experts, and those who have no talent but love to preach."

"You have a match tonight?"

Yu Tianyu nodded. "A main event. A 1v1 spirit duel between me and that Tang San."

"Good."

A cruel glint flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes.

"I'll be sitting in the stands tonight."

"I want to see which little brat dares to show off his petty tricks in front of me, Dugu Bo. If he dares to use any underhanded methods to hurt you..."

"I'll show him what it truly means to have Poison Overwhelming the World!"

Great Spirit Arena, Shrek rest area.

The atmosphere was so heavy it felt as if it could drip water.

Ever since he was humiliated by Yu Tianyu that day, Grandmaster had locked himself in his room for two full days.

Tonight, he finally emerged.

His beard was unkempt and his eye sockets were sunken, but his gaze burned with a near-maniacal obsession.

"San."

Grandmaster gripped Tang San's shoulders tightly. "Tonight's battle isn't just about your honor; it concerns your teacher's dignity and the validity of my Ten Core Competencies!"

"Teacher, don't worry."

Tang San looked at his teacher's haggard appearance, a surge of anger rising in his heart. "I will win. That Yu Tianyu is too arrogant; I will make him pay the price."

"Listen to me, San."

Grandmaster lowered his voice, as if imparting some peerless secret manual.

"I've studied him. While that Yu Tianyu has explosive power, he has a fatal weakness—arrogance."

"He never deigns to dodge attacks, always meeting them head-on. This is your chance!"

"Even if your Blue Silver Grass cannot restrain his power, it can serve as a conductor."

A sharp light flashed in Grandmaster's eyes. "Use the cover of the Blue Silver Grass to execute your hidden weapon techniques. Don't use ordinary ones; go straight for your trump card—the Zhuge Divine Crossbow."

"And if the hidden weapons don't work..."

Grandmaster gritted his teeth. "Use your external spirit bone, the Eight Spider Lances."

"The Eight Spider Lances are highly toxic. As long as you break his skin, even if he is a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, he will instantly lose his ability to fight."

"Remember, all is fair in war! This is a spirit duel, not a friendly spar. Winning is the only truth!"

Tang San nodded and touched the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist, where the "gift" he had meticulously prepared lay waiting.

"I understand, Grandmaster."

"I will let him know the price of underestimating the Tang Sect."

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, standing nearby, felt a chill run down their spines as they listened to the conversation between the teacher and his student.

Is this what they call a Grandmaster?

Teaching a student to exploit an opponent's "arrogance" to launch a sneak attack? Even going so far as to use deadly poison?

If this is the teaching philosophy of Shrek, then this academy is truly rotten to the core.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Tonight's grand finale!"

"On one side, we have the captain of the recently rising World Burial team—codenamed 'Dragon Slayer' (Yu Tianyu)!"

"On the other side, the soul of the Shrek Seven Devils—Thousand Hand Asura (Tang San)!"

"This is a collision between geniuses! Let us wait and see!"

Cheers erupted like a tsunami.

On the arena stage.

Yu Tianyu remained dressed in black, wearing no mask (since he had already revealed his identity, he couldn't be bothered to wear one), his expression indifferent.

Opposite him, Tang San wore a tight-fitting combat suit, his eyes glowing with a purple hue, his muscles taut like a fully drawn bow.

"Yu Tianyu."

Tang San spoke coldly, "The humiliation you inflicted upon my teacher that day, I will return it a hundredfold today."

"Too much talk."

Yu Tianyu beckoned with his finger, "Come on, let me see if those pieces of junk you call hidden weapons can even touch me."

"Arrogant!"

Tang San shouted in anger.

"First Spirit Skill: Bind!"

Several thick vines of Blue Silver Grass shot out from the ground like venomous snakes, instantly wrapping around Yu Tianyu's legs.

"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"

Tang San flashed forward, transforming into several afterimages. A cold light glinted in his hand as ten Bone Piercing Nails were fired in a fan shape toward Yu Tianyu's vital points.

The movements were fluid and perfectly coordinated.

Up in the stands, Grandmaster clenched his fists in excitement: "He hit him! The first step is a success! Movement restricted, followed by hidden weapon suppression!"

However.

Yu Tianyu on the stage didn't even blink.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—"

The Blue Silver Grass on his legs suddenly began to emit wisps of green smoke.

Immediately after, a violent surge of electricity conducted back through the vines!

"What?!"

Tang San, who was in the middle of executing his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, suddenly felt his feet go numb, and his movements faltered.

"Didn't your teacher teach you?"

Yu Tianyu's voice rang out amidst the crackle of lightning, "Plants are conductive. Especially weeds like yours that are full of water."

"Break!"

Boom!

The Blue Silver Grass wrapped around his legs instantly shattered into dust.

As for the incoming Bone Piercing Nails...

Yu Tianyu raised his right hand. Instead of dodging, he performed a grasping motion in the air.

Hum!

The air seemed to solidify for a split second.

Those ten powerful, heavy Bone Piercing Nails stopped dead in their tracks just ten centimeters from Yu Tianyu's face! It was as if they had slammed into an invisible wall!

"Cling, clang, cling, clang, cling!"

The next second, all the Bone Piercing Nails lost their momentum and clattered to the ground.

"Is this your hidden weapon?"

Yu Tianyu crushed one of the Bone Piercing Nails under his foot and mocked, "It's too flimsy even to be a toy for a child."

Tang San's expression changed drastically.

Whether it was the control of his Blue Silver Grass or the sneak attack with his hidden weapons, everything had failed?

"Since that's the case..."

A flash of ruthlessness crossed the eyes of Tang San.

His hands swept across his waist with lightning speed.

"Sand-Shooting Shadow! Silent Sleeve Arrow! Back-Mounted Floral Crossbow!"

In an instant, Tang San seemed to transform into a hedgehog; countless blades, steel needles, and crossbow bolts shimmering with cold light poured out like a torrential rain of pear blossoms, sealing off every possible path of evasion for Yu Tianyu.

"Good! Now he has nowhere to hide!" Grandmaster stood up in excitement.

Facing this sky-filling rain of arrows.

Yu Tianyu sighed.

"Boring."

He took a sharp breath.

He did not use Dragon Roar, but instead compressed the lightning and fire elements within his body to their absolute limit.

Dragon Slayer Secret Art: Roar of the Lightning Flame Dragon!

BOOM—!!!

A pillar of lightning mixed with golden flames erupted from the mouth of Yu Tianyu!

This was akin to using a cannon to swat a mosquito.

The sky-filling hidden weapons were instantly melted, blown away, and vaporized in the face of this terrifying torrent of energy!

Moreover, the shockwave of the roar continued unabated, heading straight for Tang San.

"Oh no!"

Tang San was terrified; he hurriedly activated Purple Demon Eye to track the trajectory while attempting to use Crane-Controlling Dragon-Capturing to deflect the energy.

But this energy was far too vast; it was simply not something a Spirit Master of his level could deflect.

"Bang!"

Although he barely managed to dodge the direct hit, the mere graze scorched half of his clothes, sending him rolling over ten meters away in a wretched state.

The entire arena fell silent.

Was this even a spirit duel? This was nothing short of a one-sided slaughter!

The so-called exquisite techniques of hidden weapons were nothing but a joke in the face of absolute energy output.

"I don't believe it! I cannot lose!!"

Tang San scrambled up from the ground, his eyes bloodshot.

For his teacher, for the glory of the Tang Sect, he could not lose to the person who had insulted him.

"Rip!"

The clothes on Tang San's back tore apart.

Eight hideous purple-black spears burst forth from his body!

External Spirit Bone—Eight Spider Lances!

Each spear shimmered with a faint purple light; it was the deadly venom of the Human-Faced Demon Spider.

"Finally willing to show your trump card?"

Yu Tianyu looked at the eight spider legs, a flash of greed crossing his eyes (this stuff would make great material for Oslo), "An external spirit bone is indeed a good thing. It's a pity it chose the wrong master."

"Go to hell!"

Tang San fell into a frenzy; the Eight Spider Lances acted like eight scythes of death, stabbing toward Yu Tianyu with a foul stench.

At the same time, he activated a mental shock with Purple Demon Eye, attempting to disrupt the judgment of Yu Tianyu.

"Playing with poison against me?"

Yu Tianyu stood his ground and actually reached out both hands, grabbing the two incoming Eight Spider Lances directly!

He grabbed the venomous spears with his bare hands!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—"

The potent venom instantly spread along the palms of Yu Tianyu.

Tang San felt wild joy in his heart: He's hit! Even a Spirit Ancestor couldn't withstand the poison of a Human-Faced Demon Spider!

Grandmaster also breathed a sigh of relief from the sidelines: "He's won. The poison of the Eight Spider Lances is incurable unless he severs his own arms."

However.

The next second, the smile on the face of Tang San froze.

Because he felt a terrifying suction force coming from the point of contact with the Eight Spider Lances!

There was no purple discoloration of poisoning on the palms of Yu Tianyu. On the contrary, a faint pattern of dragon scales emerged on the surface of his skin.

Iron Wall of the Poison Dragon (Pseudo) + Devouring Constitution!

As a freak of nature who had received the baptism of the poison arts of Dugu Bo (though it was a reverse operation to cure him) and possessed the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, this bit of spider venom was nothing more than a supplement to him!

"The taste is a bit astringent."

Yu Tianyu smacked his lips, as if he had just tasted a dish that was far from delicious.

"Giving this back to you!"

Snap!

Yu Tianyu exerted force with both hands.

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding, crisp sound.

That incredibly hard external Spirit Bone, comparable to metal and stone, was actually snapped off by Yu Tianyu—two prongs at once!

"Ah----!!!"

The external Spirit Bone was connected to the spinal nerves; the pain of it snapping was ten times more intense than a broken bone.

Tang San let out a shrill, agonizing scream, his entire body convulsing in pain as blood sprayed wildly.

"It's not over yet."

Yu Tianyu did not let him off.

He grabbed the two broken spear tips and tossed them onto the ground like trash.

Then, he took a step forward, seized Tang San by the throat, and hoisted him into mid-air as if he were a mere chick.

"The hidden weapons you take such pride in are useless."

"The poison you rely on for survival, I eat like a meal."

"Your teacher's laughable theories, as it turns out, have only served to turn you into a piece of trash who knows nothing but how to take shortcuts."

Yu Tianyu leaned in close to Tang San's face, which was twisted in pain and suffocation.

"Go back and tell Yu Xiaogang."

"Don't let him come to disgust me again."

"Otherwise, the next thing I snap won't be your bones, but his neck."

Thud!

Yu Tianyu gave a casual flick, throwing the already unconscious Tang San off the arena stage.

He landed right at the feet of Grandmaster.

"San!!"

Grandmaster let out a miserable cry and threw himself over Tang San. Seeing the broken Eight Spider Lances on Tang San's back and his charred body, his heart bled.

"Cheating! This is cheating!!"

Grandmaster suddenly raised his head, pointing at Yu Tianyu on the stage, and shrieked hysterically, "Referee! He used illegal methods! He intentionally maimed his opponent! A person like this should be banned for life!!"

Flender also walked up with a dark expression, his aura as a Spirit Saint erupting: "Kid, no matter whose family you come from, you went too far today. You must give us an explanation!"

Although Shrek Academy was poor, they were still protective of their own.

Zhao Wuji also clenched his fists, preparing to charge onto the stage to teach this arrogant kid a lesson.

Just then.

"An explanation?"

A cold, aged voice, as if coming from the depths of the nine hells, echoed throughout the entire Great Spirit Arena.

"My grandson-in-law won the match; what kind of explanation do you pieces of trash want?"

Boom----!!!

A green mist of poison instantly enveloped the front row of the spectator stands.

Within this poison mist, two yellow, two purple, and five black—nine full Spirit Rings—slowly rose and pulsed in the air.

Especially that final, deep black ninth Spirit Ring, which radiated a suffocating pressure.

A Title Douluo!

The entire arena fell into instant silence. Even the sound of breathing vanished.

The aura of the Spirit Saints that Flender and Zhao Wuji had just unleashed was, in the face of this Title Douluo's pressure, instantly extinguished like a candle flame meeting a hurricane.

Both men turned deathly pale, their legs trembling, unable to move a muscle.

As for Grandmaster, who bore the brunt of it, he collapsed directly to the ground, a warmth spreading in his crotch—he had truly been scared into wetting himself.

The poison mist dissipated.

Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, stepping through the air as he walked step by step to Yu Tianyu's side.

He glanced contemptuously at the Shrek group below, as if looking at a pile of ants.

"Flender, Zhao Wuji."

Dugu Bo called their names indifferently. "Back in the day, the Golden Iron Triangle and the Immovable Bright King were considered figures of some standing. How have you regressed so much as you've aged? Can't afford to lose?"

"W-we wouldn't dare..." Cold sweat poured down Flender's forehead, his voice trembling. "Poison Douluo, Your Excellency... we didn't know he was your person..."

"Do you know now?"

Dugu Bo let out a cold snort, "Take that trash who only knows how to fart (referring to Grandmaster) and this crippled brat, and get lost."

"If I ever hear of anyone from Shrek daring to target my grandson-in-law again..."

"I will slaughter everyone in Shrek."

"GET OUT!!!"

The final word exploded like a thunderclap.

Flender and Zhao Wuji dared not utter another word; they hoisted the unconscious Tang San and the limp Grandmaster, not even daring to offer a polite parting remark, and fled the Soul Fighting Arena in a disheveled panic.

Watching the pathetic, fleeing backs of the Shrek group.

In the corner of the spectator stands.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who had not left with them, felt emotions that were complex to the extreme.

"A Title Douluo..."

Ning Rongrong covered her small mouth, her eyes filled with shock, "So his backer is actually the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo! No wonder he had such confidence..."

Compared to that Grandmaster from Shrek who only knew how to brag, and that Tang San who only knew how to cause trouble.

The Yu Tianyu before them—who possessed strength, background, and a domineering yet protective nature—was simply as different as clouds and mud.

"Rongrong..."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice was somewhat hoarse. She looked at the black-clad youth on the arena stage who was the center of everyone's attention, and recalled the words he had spoken in the alley that day.

"By relying on such trash, can you survive?"

Today, that Tang San, whom she once thought was a genius, had his bones broken.

That Dai Mubai, whom she once thought was formidable, hadn't even had the courage to step onto the stage.

And that Grandmaster had even been scared to the point of incontinence in front of a Title Douluo.

This is Shrek? This is the so-called Academy of Monsters?

No.

It is a pile of trash.

"I'm going to find him," Zhu Zhuqing said suddenly, her eyes filled with unprecedented determination.

"Eh? Right now?" Ning Rongrong was stunned.

"Yes."

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and turned to walk toward the resting area of the Imperial Fighting Team, "I don't want to waste any more time in that trash heap."

"I'm going too!"

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, thinking of that Tulip of Romance, "I've had enough of the stench of those smelly men and their disgusting sausages!"

That night.

Tang San broke his bones, and Grandmaster lost his soul.

And Shrek Academy finally lost its last two true genius girls.