Demon Bear VS Titan

Bibi Dong fell silent after hearing this analysis.

She sat in her chair, the knuckles of the hand gripping her scepter turning white, her expression shifting in unpredictable ways.

"So..."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, feeling as though her intelligence had been insulted. "You were deceiving those elders from the very beginning? And even... you were deceiving me as well?"

"Everything you said with such conviction during the Elder Hall meeting was a lie?"

"What do you mean by 'deceiving'?"

Nan Feng looked innocent. "I assumed that with your wisdom, you would have seen through it. Who knew you would actually believe Tang Xiao was a hot-headed brute with nothing but guts and no brains?"

"Besides, all is fair in war."

"If I hadn't made you believe it too, how could you have acted so convincingly? How could you have projected that confidence of 'I am right here waiting for you to come to your death' to everyone else?"

"Get out!"

Bibi Dong cursed inwardly, feeling a mouthful of old blood stuck in her chest, unable to be spat out or swallowed.

She finally saw through him.

One couldn't even trust the punctuation marks in this old spider's words!

There wasn't a single honest sentence coming out of this guy's mouth! It was all just schemes!

But anger aside, Bibi Dong had to admit that Nan Feng's chain of strategies had calculated the psychology of both the Clear Sky Sect and the Elder Hall to the absolute limit.

Deceiving both sides, pitting them against each other, and ultimately sweeping the board.

"Alright, alright, stop dwelling on this."

Nan Feng urged, "Let's get moving."

"The Strength Clan is the closest to here, and that Old Ape Titan has the best relationship with Tang Hao. If I'm not mistaken, Tang Xiao's first stop will definitely be there!"

"If we go late, that shameless old thing Demon Bear will surely have taken his men and run off. By then, if the Clear Sky Sect and the Strength Clan join forces, the difficulty of our war will increase significantly."

"Oh, and bring all the captives from the Speed Clan, especially Bai He and those old, weak, women, and children. I have a great use for them!"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly. "A great use? What kind of use? Hostages?"

Nan Feng nodded. "Something like that. When Tang Xiao arrives, we'll press Bai He and that group of old, weak, women, and children to the front lines. We'll tell Tang Xiao to surrender, and if anyone from the Clear Sky Sect dares to move, we start killing."

"If Tang Xiao dares to move, then we wipe out the Speed Clan!"

Bibi Dong frowned. "Won't this completely ignite the resistance of the Clear Sky Sect and the other three clans?"

"Furthermore, in the midst of war, if the old, weak, women, and children are killed, no one cares. But if you use such methods in front of two armies, and it gets out, you will truly be mocked by the entire world."

"War must have a bottom line. If Martial Soul Hall uses such tactics, it will truly become the public enemy of the world. By then, I fear even the spirit masters of Martial Soul Hall itself will lose their resolve."

"This is a psychological tactic that hurts the enemy by eight hundred but costs you a thousand."

Nan Feng looked helpless. "Who said we were actually going to kill them? This is just to scare the other side."

"Scare them?" Bibi Dong was speechless. "Can such things be used for intimidation? Once we display this posture, we have cemented a reputation for being despicable and shameless! Regardless of whether we kill them or not, as long as the people of the Clear Sky Sect spread the word, Martial Soul Hall's reputation will be ruined!"

"Reputation?" Nan Feng was a bit confused.

"Little Dongdong, why don't you listen to what you're saying? Hasn't this war been about Martial Soul Hall having no shame from start to finish?"

"It was Martial Soul Hall that started the trouble, and it was Qian Xunji who led people to kill their way to the door, only to be killed in return. Even then, Martial Soul Hall still has the gall to seek revenge."

"Reputation? Has Martial Soul Hall ever had such a thing?"

"Besides, this move of mine isn't just to scare Tang Xiao."

"Think about it. When Tang Xiao leads the elites of the Clear Sky Sect, killing his way to the Strength Clan with great momentum, prepared to fight us to the death."

"We push that old thing Bai He and that whole crowd of weeping old, weak, women, and children from the Speed Clan to the front."

"Then we tell Tang Xiao: 'Sect Master Tang, if you dare to make a move, I will kill your uncle first! Then your cousin! And finally, I'll slaughter all these hundred-plus women and children!'"

"Guess what Tang Xiao will do?"

Bibi Dong frowned. "He will be enraged, and he will hate us even more."

"Exactly, he will be enraged."

Nan Feng nodded. "But he will also hesitate! Because that is his own uncle! His mother's own brother! His blood relative!"

"If he charges in regardless of the consequences, leading to the tragic death of Bai He and those clansmen, then he is the culprit who forced his own uncle to his death! He is a cold-blooded, heartless beast!"

"With that heavy label pinned on him, how can he command respect in the Clear Sky Sect? How will he face the survivors of the Speed Clan? How will he face the other affiliated clans?"

"Therefore, he won't dare to move!"

"At the very least, he will be frozen by our move in that first moment!"

"And as long as he hesitates, what will the people of the other three clans think?"

"Especially that Titan; he has the best relationship with Tang Hao, but he is also the most loyal. Seeing the miserable state of the Speed Clan and seeing Tang Xiao held back by his concern for his relatives, how much of a blow will their morale take?"

"What's even better is... if Tang Xiao truly ignores it, or is pushed to the brink and orders an attack."

"Then we can strike during the chaotic melee. Eliminate those who are young, strong, capable of fighting, and possess sound judgment, then deliberately protect the old, weak, women, and children who lack combat power. Release them after the battle and tell them that it was Tang Hao who brought this disaster upon them, and that Tang Xiao disregarded their lives."

"By then, we won't even need to lift a finger; the remaining members of the Speed Clan will harbor deep resentment toward the Clear Sky Sect."

"The other three clans will also feel a sense of 'the rabbit dying and the fox grieving': if the Speed Clan is treated as cannon fodder today, will it be our turn tomorrow?"

"As long as we create cracks within the Clear Sky Sect and make the affiliated clans suspicious of them, we will have already won half the battle!"

Bibi Dong listened to this series of insidious schemes from Nan Feng and felt her scalp tingle.

"Where on earth did you learn this ability to manipulate hearts?"

"You have the nerve to ask?" Nan Feng was utterly speechless.

"If you hadn't adamantly refused to use Qian Renxue to seize control of the Elder Hall, this battle wouldn't be so troublesome."

"Originally, I only needed to fan the flames and let everyone go to their deaths as cannon fodder while we hid in the back to reap the rewards. Now, we have to do everything ourselves."

"And you're calling me insidious? You..."

"Stop, stop. You're not insidious, you're just 'calculating every move,' is that better?" Bibi Dong hurriedly interrupted the old spider's complaints.

Sometimes, this guy really was more like a resentful woman than she was!

Strength Clan encampment.

The clanging sounds of blacksmithing that usually filled the air had vanished, replaced by a suffocating silence.

Demon Bear Douluo hovered in mid-air, backed by a thousand Martial Soul Hall spirit masters standing at the ready.

He was in no hurry to order an attack, instead crossing his arms over his chest and watching the family below, who were braced for a desperate fight, with a playful expression.

Following the instructions of the Second Worship, he was to surround them without attacking, wait for reinforcements, and conserve strength.

This suited him perfectly.

After all, while the Strength Clan were all brutes, the raw power of that Old Ape Titan was not to be trifled with. If he really pushed them into a corner where they fought to the death, he was genuinely afraid his old bones wouldn't be able to handle it.

However, not attacking was one thing, but it was still necessary to disgust the opponent.

"Listen up, people of the Strength Clan!"

Demon Bear Douluo's spirit power surged, his voice exploding like rolling thunder: "The Clear Sky Sect traitor Tang Hao murdered the Pope, a crime beyond forgiveness! As lackeys of the Clear Sky Sect, if you wish to live, seal your spirit power immediately and kneel to surrender! Otherwise—"

"Not even a chicken or dog will be left alive!"

"Presumptuous!!"

A roar like a tolling bell suddenly erupted.

The gates of the Strength Clan swung wide open, and an extremely burly old man with white hair and beard strode out.

The ground trembled with every step he took, and his terrifying aura forcefully held its own against the pressure of Demon Bear Douluo's Title Douluo status.

It was none other than the head of the Strength Clan, an eighty-sixth-level Spirit Douluo, the God of Great Strength, Titan!

Titan looked up, his large, bell-like eyes fixed firmly on Demon Bear Douluo in the air. He paused for a moment, then a look of undisguised mockery appeared on his face:

"I wondered who it was; it turns out to be the dog with the broken leg from back then!"

"What? Did the leg my master smashed with a single hammer finally heal? Does it not hurt anymore? You dare come out and bark again?"

A commotion broke out across the entire field at these words.

Demon Bear Douluo's previously playful expression froze instantly, then turned the color of a pig's liver. Veins bulged on his forehead, and the killing intent in his eyes boiled over!

That was the humiliation of his life! The humiliation of having his leg smashed by Tang Hao in front of everyone!

"Old Ape! You are courting death!!"

Demon Bear Douluo laughed in his fury. A massive, blood-colored phantom of a demon bear suddenly appeared behind him, and nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—pulsed up and down. The violent fluctuations of spirit power caused the surrounding air to distort.

"I originally intended to leave you a way out, but since you are in such a hurry to be reincarnated, I will grant your wish!"

"All spirit masters, hear my command!"

Demon Bear Douluo waved his hand, his voice filled with murderous intent: "Surround them! Don't let a single fly escape! Today, I will wash the Strength Clan in blood!!"

Seeing this, Titan's heart sank.

He had deliberately provoked Demon Bear just now to draw his fire and create an opportunity for his clansmen to break through.

But he hadn't expected that even in his rage, this old thing hadn't forgotten to seal off the perimeter.

A thousand spirit masters, plus a Title Douluo...

For the Strength Clan, which had only two hundred disciples, this was a catastrophe!