Go Talk to My Father-in-Law

The next day.

Suotuo Spirit Fighting Arena.

Including Lin Yan, eight people gathered in a lounge, with Yu Xiaogang and Flender standing at the entrance.

Everyone present held the same match list: Heaven Dou Royal Academy!

That's right, today's team battle opponent was none other than the Heaven Dou Academy team led by Yu Tianheng.

Except for Lin Yan, everyone else looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy; even Tang San and Yu Xiaogang wore grave expressions.

Inside the room, Yu Xiaogang scanned the group before speaking slowly.

"Today you are facing the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Their overall strength is clearly a cut above yours."

"More importantly, the quality of their martial souls is in no way inferior to yours. This battle will be difficult; you are not required to force a victory."

Dai Mubai frowned slightly as he looked at the list in his hand, but he wasn't actually intimidated by the opposition. He spoke up.

"Don't worry, Grandmaster. We have Lin Yan."

"We've won every match so far under Lin Yan's leadership, even against opponents we couldn't possibly defeat."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yu Xiaogang's expression turned visibly displeased.

As the son of Yu Yuanzhen, although he hadn't awakened the family's inherited martial soul and had been estranged from the clan for decades, the pride he felt for his family's martial soul remained deep in his bones.

Seeing Dai Mubai mention Yu Tianheng in the same breath as the previous mediocre opponents, his fragile ego flared up again.

Coupled with the fact that his teaching progress hadn't been smooth lately, he seemed to have found a vent and began to berate Dai Mubai.

"What do you know? This opponent includes a wielder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul. That is the inherited martial soul of one of the Upper Three Sects. Who among you can stand against it?"

"If you and Zhu Zhuqing could execute a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, perhaps there would be a chance of winning, but as it stands, you two are like fire and water. How could you ever entrust yourselves to one another?"

He didn't feel satisfied even after saying this, so he continued to mock.

"Do you have any idea what a disgrace it is for a wielder of the Star Luo Royal Family's inherited martial soul to be unable to perform a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"

"You..."

Dai Mubai's blood boiled with rage, and he was about to retort on the spot, even ready to summon his martial soul.

But Flender stopped him instantly.

"Mubai!"

A low shout infused with spirit power suppressed Dai Mubai's anger.

At this moment, Lin Yan suddenly appeared and patted Dai Mubai on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Forget it, just do your best. I've got you covered."

Honestly, it was just a level 39 Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. If Lin Yan couldn't even defeat a character like that, he might as well forget about becoming a Title Douluo or standing at the pinnacle of the continent.

Therefore, Lin Yan felt no pressure regarding this battle from the start. On the contrary, he was more interested in the two women, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.

One was the "key to obtaining the immortal herbs," and the other was the "instruction manual for the immortal herbs." Capturing them would yield two rewards and two beauties.

That was far more attractive than some Yu Tianheng.

However, just as he thought he had defused the conflict and began calculating his plans for Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, Yu Xiaogang suddenly spoke up.

The man's tone was dripping with sarcasm.

"Ridiculous. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is the number one assault-type beast martial soul on the continent. You don't actually think that dragon martial soul of yours, with its Evil Fire, can contend with it, do you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone gasped.

What was going on? Had Yu Xiaogang taken the wrong medicine today? Why was he even taking a jab at Lin Yan?

One had to know that in the matches over the past three months, Lin Yan had always been at the forefront, even helping everyone heal after the matches. More than half of this team's success was provided by Lin Yan.

Today, Yu Xiaogang was actually mocking Lin Yan! Was Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul his own son?

Everyone's gaze fell upon Lin Yan and Yu Xiaogang.

"Forget it, let's just forfeit this match," Yu Xiaogang continued, as if to spite Lin Yan.

"You think you're strong because you've managed to reach this level with three hundred-year spirit rings? You're wrong. It's because your opponents were weak."

"By recklessly attaching spirit rings to your martial soul without my guidance, the sense of achievement you feel now is only temporary. In the future, you will not only have to face the Evil Fire, but you also risk exploding from within."

"Yet you continue to act tough in such a situation, engaging in high-intensity battles every day, and even trying to compete with the world's number one beast martial soul. You are truly ignorant."

Clearly, Yu Xiaogang looked down on Lin Yan, not only because Lin Yan had previously rejected his invitation to become his disciple, but also because of his own identification with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul.

Everyone could see the targeted nature of his words.

"Then why don't you go up there yourself?"

"What?"

Yu Xiaogang suspected he had misheard and frowned in confusion.

In response, Lin Yan cleared his throat and raised his voice.

"Tell me, why don't you take your Luo Sanpao onto the stage yourself?"

"Since your Luo Sanpao is a mutation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family bloodline, who knows? It might have some miraculous effect against that Yu Tianheng."

"You bastard! Do you have any idea what you're saying?"

Yu Xiaogang was livid once he grasped the meaning of those words.

This guy actually dared to use his own mutated martial soul to humiliate him; it was simply unforgivable!

However, his rage was met only with an even more contemptuous look from Lin Yan.

"Of course I know what I'm saying! Don't worry, the Soul Arena doesn't have that many rules; they won't bar you from competing just because of your age."

"Although your Soul Grand Master cultivation is a bit of a drag among a group of us Soul Elders, we don't mind!"

"Right, Dai Mubai?"

As he finished speaking, he shifted his gaze toward Dai Mubai.

He was joking, of course. Being humiliated by a few Title Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect yesterday was one thing—after all, they had the numbers and stood at the pinnacle of the continent; even if they bullied a junior, there was nothing he could do.

But what was Yu Xiaogang? A cast-off from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family—how dare he try to get involved?

On the side of the crowd, Dai Mubai saw Yu Xiaogang's eyes turning bloodshot and his breathing ragged, and he immediately burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"I have to criticize you there, brother. I think it's better if he doesn't go on stage; I still want to win this match."

"Besides, in a seven-man team battle, every participating member plays a vital role. If he goes on, who are we taking off?"

"Hahaha!"

Inside the private box, Dai Mubai's laughter was unbridled; he was clearly delighted by Lin Yan's words.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned ashen. He stammered, his face flushed red, unable to come up with a retort after being infuriated by Lin Yan's words. He could only cast a look of appeal toward Flender and Tang San...

In the end, it was Flender who stepped forward, attempting to put an end to this farce.

"Enough!"

"Grandmaster is your teacher. Are you trying to stage a rebellion?"

"Lin Yan, apologize to Grandmaster."

Lin Yan didn't even spare Flender a glance, letting out a cold snort.

"Go tell that to my father-in-law."

"What? Have your wings grown stiff?"

"Yeah, they're stiff. I am now the son-in-law of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, personally certified by Sword and Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi."

He lifted his chin, his face full of fearlessness!

He was far too familiar with the simple tactic of using a tiger's skin as a banner. Since Ning Fengzhi hadn't killed him yet, he would definitely protect him just as he protected Ning Rongrong.

Lin Yan could use this Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect background to do many things on the continent, including, right now, talking back to Flender without a single worry.

Flender's eyes were filled with disbelief. How had Lin Yan become like this? Was this still the little support-type with the Blue Silver Grass? How had he turned into a Demon Pill?

What had he experienced these past few days? Could the Evil Fire produced by cultivating a second martial soul really cause such a drastic change in a person?

At this moment, Ning Rongrong seized the opportunity to chime in.

"That's right."

"Lin Yan is my fiancé. No matter what he does, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will support him unconditionally."

"If you have any issues, go talk to my Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa."

PS: The plot regarding Ning Fengzhi ends here. Coming up next is "Ox Talisman super-strength Ye Lingling" and "Dugu Yan who lost her martial soul due to the Horse Talisman—not really, of course."

The author has learned his lesson. Since everyone dislikes seeing a troublemaker in the Douluo world, I'll write something else.

As always, if you have any suggestions for the plot, please post them in the comments section. This small author really wants to improve!

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