Douluo Chat Group: They've All Become Addicted to Gossiping

[Loves Eating Carrots: Who is the Clear Sky Douluo?]

[Viper-Hearted Big Sister: That's Tang Hao, the ruthless man who hammered the former Pope Qian Xunji to death back in the day!]

Seeing the message in the group chat, Xiao Wu gasped, her small face turning pale in an instant.

Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao.

The man who hammered the former Pope Qian Xunji to death.

Tang San's biological father.

So... for the past six years, she and Li Yuan had been exposed under the nose of a Title Douluo?

Xiao Wu nervously tugged at Li Yuan's sleeve and lowered her voice, "Xiao Yuan, let's run away as soon as the Soul Fighting match is over, okay? I've discovered something huge."

"That Tang San's father is a Title Douluo. I don't know if he has discovered our identities as Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts..."

Li Yuan's expression remained calm. He gently patted the back of Xiao Wu's hand to signal her to stay calm, whispering, "Run? Where would we run to? It's useless. Tang Hao won't easily make a move on us right now."

"He is Tang San's father. If he hasn't acted for all these years, he must want Tang San to obtain our soul bones and soul rings with his own hands. If he acts now, he would only get the soul bones, and the soul rings would be wasted."

Xiao Wu knew she wasn't very clever, so she simply left the decision-making to Li Yuan: "Then what should we do?"

A mysterious smile curled the corners of Li Yuan's mouth as he leaned into Xiao Wu's ear: "Just let things take their course. I have my own brilliant plan!"

Xiao Wu blinked her large eyes. Although she didn't quite understand Li Yuan's deeper meaning, she nodded obediently: "Okay!"

In the center of the originally empty playground, a simple Soul Fighting Arena had been temporarily erected.

Many students who had heard the news had already gathered around, their discussions rising and falling in waves.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Li Yuan versus Tang San, and they're calling it a duel between the most outstanding students of Notting Academy. I remember that in terms of soul power, isn't the most outstanding one Xiao Wu?"

"Pfft, do you even have to ask? It must be because Tang San used his connection with the Grandmaster. Who doesn't know he likes Xiao Wu?"

"Exactly. Suddenly holding a graduation duel, and it's Tang San against Li Yuan—the ulterior motives are practically hitting me in the face."

"Who do you think will win?"

"Definitely Li Yuan. Don't look at the fact that Li Yuan's soul power might not compare to theirs; he has a Beast Martial Soul, the White Snake! How can Tang San's Blue Silver Grass compare to that?"

"That's true. At the same level, Beast Martial Souls are indeed a bit stronger."

Meanwhile, on the high platform.

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless, projecting the air of a "master who has everything under control."

Beside him, the Dean of Notting Academy, Chen Gang, rubbed his hands together with some helplessness: "Xiaogang, holding this duel so suddenly, isn't it a bit too rushed? What if something goes wrong?"

"Don't worry, Dean."

Yu Xiaogang's tone was flat, filled with unquestionable confidence: "I know Little San's strength very well. He rarely meets an opponent among his peers. He won't deal a heavy blow to Li Yuan."

"Alright then." Chen Gang nodded.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze flickered toward Li Yuan.

Li Yuan, although you have good talent, you lack systematic theoretical guidance and practical training.

This duel will be the perfect opportunity for you to understand what a true powerhouse is, and what... the gap is.

When the time comes, let's see how you come to beg me to take you as a disciple!

"The Soul Fighting match begins! Will both parties please take the stage!"

Following the referee's loud shout.

A sharp glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. He leaped onto the Soul Fighting Arena with a dashing and nimble stride, chin slightly raised, striking a pose of a master, expecting a wave of gasps and admiring gazes from the crowd below.

Reality dealt him a heavy blow.

The reaction from the crowd... was completely different from what he had expected!

"Wow, Li Yuan is so handsome!"

"Go Li Yuan! You must not lose to that Tang San!"

"Go for it, Brother Li Yuan! We will always stand behind you!"

The crowd was uniform... everyone was supporting Li Yuan.

And most of them were girls?!

Wait! This, this script is wrong!

The group chat was the same.

Because Xiao Wu had recorded the video of Tang San taking the stage.

[Child Without Parents: This is how a normal person takes the stage. I don't get why this Tang San has to put on such a show.]

[Viper-Hearted Big Sister: Exactly, truly an ugly person making a scene.]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: It's simple, because he wants to attract the attention of a certain girl!]

[Ice-Snow Smart: Oh? And what is the logic behind that?]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: Teehee, my daddy told me this! Whenever a boy suddenly starts acting all cool and becomes super obsessed with his image in a specific setting, it's eighty percent likely he's trying to catch a certain girl's attention!]

[Li Yuan: There is a collective term for this kind of person, Jiahao!]

Li Yuan watched the discussion in the group chat and sent a reply before strolling leisurely onto the Soul Fighting Arena.

This relaxed demeanor formed a sharp contrast to the carefully choreographed, dashing leap Tang San had just performed.

Instead, it triggered another round of screams from the girls offstage.

Tang San's expression shifted instantly as he looked at Li Yuan, who was walking up at a snail's pace: "Li Yuan, for the sake of our time as classmates, it's not too late to concede. Fists and kicks have no eyes; if I hurt you in a moment, don't blame me."

"As you wish."

After saying this, Li Yuan deliberately stretched his arms in a wide yawn.

A delicately crafted, uniquely shaped Angel Pendant around his neck was subtly revealed in the sunlight, refracting a blinding ray of light.

It was fortunate that Xiao Wu wasn't recording the screen at this moment, or he wouldn't have shown it off now.

Hidden within the crowd, Tang Hao's face changed drastically the moment he saw that golden Angel Pendant.

"Someone from the Qian family?"

He had seen this style of pendant before... it was clearly the one Qian Xunji used to wear.

How could this brat be wearing such a thing?

Could it be that the Qian family had long since discovered the trail of him and his son, Tang San?

But why hadn't they made a move?

Could it be that Qian Daoliu was honoring the agreement with his grandfather, and that was why he hadn't acted...

The more Tang Hao thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

Only this could explain why, back then, when he had just broken through to Title Douluo and was severely injured, he had still managed to escape alive from Qian Daoliu's pursuit.

It turned out it wasn't because he, Tang Hao, was so capable, but because Qian Daoliu... had deliberately let him go!

And this little rabbit was also very likely already being watched by the Qian family...

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, feeling ten thousand regrets, but what else could he do?

He had no choice but to give up.

Tang San had not yet grown up, and he dared not offend the Qian family again.

"Qian Daoliu, don't think that just because you let us go, we father and son will be grateful to you. This grudge will be repaid sooner or later!"

Tang Hao's face was so gloomy it could drip water; he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes surging with killing intent, but in the end, he forcibly suppressed it.

"This brat... I won't touch him for twenty years!"

He stared fixedly at Li Yuan on the stage, or rather, at the Angel Pendant on Li Yuan's neck, his heart filled with malice: "But twenty years from now... Hmph! By then, I'll leave this brat for Little San to kill. His head will be the perfect sacrifice to commemorate the prestige of my Clear Sky Sect's return to the world!"

Twenty years was enough time for Tang San to grow up.

Li Yuan naturally didn't know that Tang Hao had already staged a grand performance of the "Tang family's ancestral double standards" in his mind.

He had deliberately shown the pendant just now mainly to borrow the tiger's skin and establish an identity to scare Tang Hao.

Of course, if Tang Hao didn't buy it, he still had a backup plan: the group chat's Red Packet function.

Because the Red Packet function could send living things, it meant that as long as he transferred himself to a reliable group member, he could save his life.

But the downside was that this would expose his identity.

Therefore, unless it was an absolute last resort, Li Yuan would not use this move.

On the Soul Fighting Arena.

Tang San and Li Yuan stood in confrontation.

"Li Yuan, take this!"

Tang San raised his right hand, the soul ring beneath his feet lit up, and his opening move was his mother's favorite... Blue Silver Entanglement.

Several thick vines of Blue Silver Grass shot out from the ground like vipers emerging from a den, winding toward Li Yuan's feet.

This was the "Control-type" soul skill that Yu Xiaogang had carefully selected for Tang San, aimed at restricting the opponent's movement to create opportunities for subsequent attacks.

Offstage, Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly, very satisfied with Tang San's execution of the tactic.