Tang Chen Attacks? Qian Yu: Just an old dog, and you expect me to cripple my own martial soul?

The next morning.

"BOOM--!"

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar erupted suddenly, and the entire Martial Soul City trembled violently, as if struck by an earthquake!

Inside the bedroom, Qian Yu and Bibi Dong, who were sleeping in each other's arms, were instantly jolted awake by the terrifying commotion.

Bibi Dong sat up abruptly, her charms momentarily exposed.

She asked with uncertainty and alarm:

"What is going on?

Who would dare to come to Martial Soul City to cause trouble?"

Qian Yu's brows locked tight.

Feeling that overbearing and terrifying aura outside.

A flash of realization crossed his eyes.

As Qian Yu quickly rose to dress, he said in a deep voice:

"Dong'er, this aura... I fear Tang Chen has arrived."

"Tang Chen?!"

Bibi Dong's pupils constricted, and she said in shock:

"That ancestor of the Clear Sky Sect?

Why would he suddenly attack Martial Soul City?

Is it because you defeated that Tang Tian in Heaven Dou City, and he's come to Martial Soul Hall to settle the score?"

Qian Yu let out a cold laugh, his tone certain:

"Other than him, I cannot think of anyone else with the strength, or the audacity, to run into the headquarters of Martial Soul Hall all by himself to run wild."

Bibi Dong's expression turned grave as she quickly threw on her outer robe:

"He is a level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo; if he launches an attack, I fear the city..."

"It is fine."

Qian Yu patted the back of Bibi Dong's hand, soothing her:

"Teacher is still holding down the fort at the Worship Hall.

Since Tang Chen dares to come, Teacher will naturally step out to meet him.

Let's go, let's go out and see!"

Above Martial Soul City, the wind howled.

The group of elders from the Worship Hall, led by Qian Daoliu.

And the group of Title Douluo from the Pope Palace, led by Pope Qian Xunji.

All flew into the sky in unison, lining up in a row mid-air.

With over a dozen Title Douluo, their imposing manner was aggressive, and the terrifying pressure made the air below grow viscous.

Opposite them, only four people stood in the air.

The man in the lead held a massive dark-gold Clear Sky Hammer, his hair and beard standing on end like a demon god descended to earth—it was none other than Tang Chen!

Behind him followed a grim-faced Tang Tian, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan head Yu Yuanzhen, and Han Yu.

The Upper Three Sects, led by Tang Chen, were gathered here!

However, Han Yu stood furthest back.

He wore a bitter smile.

His time was running out, yet he had still been dragged to Martial Soul City by Tang Chen.

If something were to happen to him.

It would leave the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with a vacuum in Title Douluo combat power.

Then, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be carved up and finished!

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on Tang Chen like lightning as he spoke coldly:

"Tang Chen, you bring people to force your way into my Martial Soul City and cause such a massive commotion—are you trying to incite an all-out war between Martial Soul Hall and the Clear Sky Sect?"

Tang Chen let out a cold snort, his Clear Sky Hammer vibrating slightly, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding space:

"Qian Daoliu, spare me the talk of all-out war!

I have come today only to demand justice!

That junior of your Martial Soul Hall named Qian Yu bullied others in Heaven Dou City and severely injured my son, Tang Tian.

How shall we settle this debt?"

Before Qian Daoliu could speak, the Pope, Qian Xunji, could not help but step forward and shout sternly:

"Tang Chen! This is Martial Soul City, not that dilapidated mountain peak of your Clear Sky Sect! Do you really think just the four of you are enough to come here and run wild? Do you take the dozen Title Douluo of our Martial Soul Hall for mere decorations?"

Tang Chen glanced at Qian Xunji, his eyes filled with disdain: "What kind of thing are you? Are you even worthy of shouting at me? Qian Daoliu, is this how you discipline your son?"

"You--!" Qian Xunji was furious and about to lash out, but Qian Daoliu raised a hand to stop him.

Qian Daoliu looked at Tang Chen, his tone flat yet permeated with unquestionable majesty: "A sparring match between juniors—if one is inferior in skill, then losing is simply losing. As a dignified ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo, you actually came to my Martial Soul City to stir up trouble over such a trivial matter; are you not afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"

Yu Yuanzhen sneered from the side and interjected: "The Great High Priest is mistaken. That Qian Yu acted with such ruthlessness that he nearly destroyed the foundation of my nephew Tang Tian. If the Martial Soul Hall acts so tyrannically, and we do not come to demand an explanation today, won't the world be at the mercy of your Martial Soul Hall in the future?"

As Yu Yuanzhen spoke, he looked around.

Just then, two streaks of light shot up from below and landed steadily beside Qian Daoliu. They were none other than Qian Yu and Bibi Dong, who had just arrived.

Qian Yu looked at Tang Chen and the others opposite him, a mocking curve appearing at the corner of his mouth as he said loudly: "Demand an explanation? Tang Tian took the initiative to provoke me, only to be defeated head-on; that just makes him trash. What, you beat the small ones, so now the old ones come out? Is the rule of the Clear Sky Sect that you cannot afford to lose?"

"And you, Yu Yuanzhen." Qian Yu said, looking at Yu Yuanzhen and meeting his gaze.

Qian Yu looked at Yu Yuanzhen's empty, wind-blown sleeve with a mocking expression. "After having an arm severed by me last time, you are still so arrogant as to attack my Martial Soul Hall? What, do you not want that remaining arm either? A crippled dragon, how dare you act like this?"

Tang Chen's gaze locked onto Qian Yu, and a terrifying killing intent erupted instantly: "You are Qian Yu? What an arrogant brat!"

Stung by Qian Yu's public jab at his sore spot, Yu Yuanzhen's eyes turned blood-red, his chest heaving violently as he panted like an ox.

He stared fixedly at Qian Yu, his remaining hand clenching until his knuckles cracked, wishing he could tear him apart and eat his flesh.

But he knew clearly in his heart that he was no match for Qian Yu. Furthermore, standing behind the boy were Qian Daoliu and over a dozen Title Douluo of the Martial Soul Hall.

Suppressing the humiliation and frustration in his heart, Yu Yuanzhen turned to Tang Chen and pleaded through gritted teeth: "Senior Tang Chen! Listen to how rampant this brat is!"

"He crippled my arm, severely injured Tang Tian, and completely disregards our Upper Three Sects! Today, I implore you to take action and ensure you obtain justice for us!"

Tang Chen glanced coldly at Yu Yuanzhen, then locked his gaze firmly onto Qian Yu, laughing in his extreme rage: "Good! What a truly arrogant yellow-mouthed child! In all my years traversing the continent, I have never seen a junior who dared to be so presumptuous in front of me!"

Tang Chen raised his Clear Sky Hammer abruptly, pointing it toward Qian Yu from afar, and shouted sternly:

"Qian Daoliu, I will lay it out for you today!

Hand over this brat, let him cripple his own martial soul, and kowtow to apologize to Tang Tian and Yu Yuanzhen!

Otherwise, I shall smash this Martial Soul City of yours today!"

Hearing this, golden light flared intensely in Qian Daoliu's eyes as his Six-Winged Angel martial soul instantly manifested.

The sacred radiance blocked all of Tang Chen's oppressive pressure.

Qian Daoliu looked at Tang Chen coldly, his tone dripping with absolute dominance:

"Tang Chen, have you gone senile?

On the territory of my Martial Soul Hall, you want me to hand over one of my own?

If you want to fight, this old man will accompany you to the end!

Do you really think I, Qian Daoliu, am afraid of that broken hammer of yours!"

Qian Yu stood behind Qian Daoliu, showing not a shred of fear, and instead let out a scoff:

"Old dog Tang Chen, stop spouting such arrogant nonsense.

You want me to cripple my own martial soul?

Are you even worthy?

If you have the guts, then make your move and let's see if you end up smashing Martial Soul City today, or if you bunch of old, weak, and decrepit fools all end up meeting your demise right here!"