Slapping Yu Tianheng? The Three Education Committee Members Are Shocked: Dugu Xuan, You're Not Dead?

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Imperial Fighting Team training grounds.

Dugu Bo descended like a streak of emerald lightning. The powerful pressure instantly brought the students' training to a halt.

"Grandpa?

Great-uncle?

What brings you here?"

Dugu Yan ran over, her face alight with delight, then looked toward Dugu Ce.

She eyed Golden Crocodile Douluo and Liu Erlong, whose expression was cold, with some confusion.

"Ce, who is this senior? And this one—isn't she the dean of Blue Tyrant Academy?"

"Big Sis, this is my teacher, the Second Worship of Spirit Hall."

Dugu Ce gave a brief introduction, then turned his gaze toward the blue-haired young man approaching from not far away with a frown.

Yu Tianheng hurried over and saluted Dugu Bo, neither servile nor arrogant.

"Greetings, Poison Douluo.

May I ask what brings you here today?"

Dugu Bo snorted coldly, his eyes full of disgust as he looked at Yu Tianheng.

"What brings me here?

Yu Tianheng, I've come to take you out and broaden your horizons."

Sensing that something was wrong, Yu Tianheng instinctively looked at Dugu Yan.

"Yan Yan, what's going on?"

Dugu Yan took a step back and stood beside Dugu Ce, an undisguised chill in her eyes.

"Yu Tianheng, don't act so familiar.

I told you long ago: a blood feud between our families stands between us. In the team, we're nothing but colleagues."

Yu Tianheng's expression shifted. He was about to speak when Dugu Bo appeared in front of him in a flash.

"Behave yourself, you little brat!"

Dugu Bo swept out his hand. Emerald-green Soul Power became ropes and bound Yu Tianheng tight in an instant.

"Dugu Bo!

How dare you attack me at the academy?"

Yu Tianheng was both shocked and furious. He struggled to activate his Martial Soul, only to find that his Soul Power had been completely sealed.

"Quiet!"

Dugu Bo backhanded Yu Tianheng across the face, drawing blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Not only here at the academy—even if you were at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, I'd still take you today!"

Dugu Ce walked up and looked down at Yu Tianheng, who was in a sorry state.

"Yu Tianheng, your grandfather Yu Yuanzhen's debt to my family is due today."

Liu Erlong watched coldly from the side. Looking at Yu Tianheng's face, so similar in some ways to Yu Yuanzhen's, she sneered.

"So this is the most outstanding genius of this generation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?

He's nothing special."

"Aunt Erlong?

Why are you with them?"

Yu Tianheng recognized Liu Erlong, his face full of disbelief.

"Don't call me Aunt. It disgusts me."

Liu Erlong turned away and spoke to Dugu Xuan.

"We've got him. Let's go.

I can't wait to see that old bastard fly into a rage."

Dugu Xuan nodded slightly.

"Yan'er, come along.

Today, your great-uncle will get you justice."

Dugu Yan nodded firmly, clenching her fists.

"Yes, Great-uncle!"

Just as Dugu Bo was about to take Yu Tianheng away, three powerful auras descended upon the training grounds.

"Your Excellency, Poison Douluo, stop at once!"

The three senior members of the Education Committee—Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin—hurried over.

Meng Shenji's expression turned terribly grim as he looked at Yu Tianheng, bound like a dumpling.

"Dugu Bo, Yu Tianheng is my academy's most outstanding student and the eldest grandson of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

With conduct like this, aren't you afraid that Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen will come to your door and demand an explanation?"

Before Dugu Bo could answer, Dugu Xuan beside him snorted coldly and slowly stepped forward.

"Yu Yuanzhen?

If he dares to come, I'd like to see how much longer those old bones of his can hold out!"

Dugu Xuan's eyes were full of contempt.

"We dared to lay hands on Yu Tianheng, so we're not afraid of Yu Yuanzhen finding out.

We're taking this brat to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect today to settle the blood debt from all those years ago!"

"You... You're Dugu Xuan?!"

Zhi Lin stared at Dugu Xuan's familiar yet unfamiliar face and cried out, his eyes full of disbelief.

Meng Shenji and Bai Baoshan were struck as if by lightning, frozen in place.

"Dugu Xuan?

The genius of the Dugu Family who was rumored to have died from poison decades ago?

You're still alive?"

"I've got a hard life. Even the King of Hell won't take me."

Dugu Xuan sneered as the Soul Power around him burst forth. Emerald-green light shot into the sky.

The phantom of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor appeared behind him, flicking its tongue.

"Rise!"

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red!

Nine Soul Rings rose from beneath Dugu Xuan's feet.

The final blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was especially astonishing to Meng Shenji and the others.

Even Dugu Yan was stunned.

Just moments ago, she hadn't understood how Dugu Xuan had been able to leave the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

But when she saw the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor behind him and his ninth Soul Ring—a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring—

Dugu Yan was completely dumbfounded.

"A Titled Douluo at rank ninety-two!"

The force of the shockwave sent Meng Shenji and the other two stumbling backward several steps, their faces pale.

"Chief! Save me!"

Seeing this, Yu Tianheng's last psychological defense crumbled, and he frantically called out to Meng Shenji.

Meng Shenji clenched his teeth. Though Dugu Xuan's strength had shaken him, he knew he absolutely could not let anything happen to Yu Tianheng at the academy.

He looked at Dugu Bo, his tone softening, though it still carried a trace of threat.

"Mr. Dugu, don't forget that His Highness Prince Xue Xing once saved your life. You're still the chief guest of the prince's residence!

Why drag the younger generation into the grudges of the previous generation?

For His Highness's sake, let Tianheng go!"

At the mention of Xue Xing, Dugu Bo's eyes flickered slightly, but the look was quickly replaced by a ruthless glint.

"Meng Shenji, I've repaid my debt to Xue Xing over the years by protecting the imperial family."

Dugu Bo's voice was hoarse and cold.

"But the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect took my son's life and destroyed the foundations of my Dugu Family. Even the King of Heaven himself couldn't save Yu Tianheng!"

"Grandpa's right!"

Dugu Yan clenched her fists and glared coldly at Meng Shenji.

"Chief Meng, this is a blood feud between my family and theirs.

Anyone who stands in our way today will face a fight to the death with the Dugu Family!"

Dugu Ce spoke up at just the right moment, his tone calm but laced with killing intent.

"Honored teachers, those who know when to yield are wise. My teacher, Golden Crocodile Douluo, is here too. Are you sure you want to get the entire Heaven Dou Royal Academy buried over one Yu Tianheng?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced sideways at Meng Shenji.

He said nothing, but the faint aura that surpassed rank ninety-five made the three men feel as if they had fallen into an icy abyss. Not one dared utter another word.

Dugu Bo snorted coldly and brought his fingers down like a blade, striking Yu Tianheng hard at the back of the neck.

"You noisy little brat. Get some sleep."

Yu Tianheng grunted and collapsed limply to the ground. Dugu Bo casually picked him up.

Meng Shenji and the others looked ashen as they watched.

Yet under the pressure of Golden Crocodile Douluo's abyssal, hellish aura, they couldn't even lift a finger.

They were utterly powerless.

"Grandpa, what's going on?"