"How is it impossible?" Niu Gao stared, "Old Ape has such a temper, do you think he would deliberately embarrass one of his own people in order to flatter Old Goat's grandson?"
The tribesman thought for a while and shook his head.
It's really impossible.
Tai Tan values face more than anything else. Not to mention praising others, even if his own son loses, he will scold him for three days and three nights, and then lead others to beat him back.
"So!" Niu Gao stopped smiling and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "That boy is really capable."
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the northern sky.
Heaven Dou City, in that direction.
"Yang Guyun...Old Goat's stubborn grandson." Niu Gao murmured, "He has been away from home for so many years and he has actually reached this point."
Don't use Soul Skill to defeat Soul Emperor.
What this means, Niu Gao knows better than anyone else.
Defense Clan is famous for his defense. He Niu Gao is an eighty-fourth level Soul Douluo. In terms of defense, there are no more than ten people of the same level in the entire continent who can break through it.
But even he didn't dare to say that he could block Soul Emperor's attack without using Soul Skill at Soul Ancestor.
Attack and defense are two concepts.
Attacking requires skill, timing, and the determination to kill with one strike.
Yang Guyun and Zhou Qiubai have obviously mastered this technique.
"Chief, should we go to Heaven Dou City to have a look?" a tribesman asked.
Niu Gao thought for a while and shook his head, "There's no rush."
"Old Ape wrote to me because he wanted me to know about it. But he didn't let me go, which means he had other plans."
"What's the plan?"
"Maybe I want to see how far that kid can go." A hint of complexity flashed in Niu Gao's eyes, "Maybe... I want to take this opportunity to reunite Four Great Clans."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall fell silent.
Four Great Clans, strength, control, destruction, sensitivity.
Back then, we were both under the command of the Clear Sky Sect, we were in the same spirit, and we shared weal and woe.
But since Clear Sky Sect was closed down and Tang Hao was expelled, Four Great Clans has been separated and gone their separate ways.
Strength Clan stayed in Heaven Dou City, relying on casting skills to barely survive.
Defense Clan moved to Longxing City and established itself based on construction skills.
Breaking Clan went to the Star Luo Empire and relied on the craft of refining medicine to make a living.
Speed Clan is the worst. He has no money-making skills and relies entirely on the support of the other three tribes, making his life very difficult.
Over the years, no one has thought about getting back together.
But what happens after gathering together?
Who should be the leader? Who should listen to?
When Clear Sky Sect was here, these problems were not a problem.
But now Clear Sky Sect is no longer there. Four Great Clans communicated in a friendly manner on the surface, but in fact he dissatisfied everyone.
"Clan leader." A mature and prudent tribesman said, "If Tai Tan patriarch really means this, we..."
"We'll talk about it later." Niu Gao interrupted him, "Old Ape is a man with a single mind, and he only thinks one thing after another. When he really gets things done, it won't be too late for us to express our stance."
He paused and added, "However, that kid Yang Guyun... is indeed worthy of attention. Pass the order and ask the tribesmen in Heaven Dou City to pay attention to his movements. If there is any information, report it immediately."
"Yes."
At the same time, Star Luo Empire is at the border and Speed Clan is stationed.
The patriarch White Crane is sitting in Study, and there is also a letter, which is exactly the same as the one sent to Niu Gao before.
"No need for Soul Skill... defeat Soul Emperor..." White Crane repeated this sentence softly, with eyes showing three parts of shock, three parts of envy, and even four parts of unknown emotions.
Speed Clan is famous for his speed. As level 82 Soul Douluo, White Crane is confident that no one in the entire continent can rival him in terms of speed.
However, what's the use of being faster?
Without attack power, speed is just a tool for escaping.
In the past few years, Speed Clan has been living a hard life for no reason.
In battle, what is needed after all is the power to kill with one blow and the ability to finish off the enemy, and this is exactly what they lack the most.
"Yang Guyun..." White Crane muttered the name in a low voice, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and a burst of emotion surged in his heart, "Old Goat, you have raised a good grandson."
He couldn't help but recall the time when Four Great Clans was partying.
Yang Wudi That old guy has a weird temper, and the elixir he makes can poison people and save them.
But now, his grandson has taken a completely different path.
"Maybe..." White Crane's eyes flashed, "This is the right choice."
He turned back to the desk and picked up the pen to write the letter.
This letter is not written to Tai Tan, nor to Niu Gao, but to Yang Wudi.
The content of the letter is simple and clear. "Old Goat, your grandson is going to be successful. If you have time, come to Heaven Dou City. It's time for us old guys to get together."
After completing the letter, White Crane sealed the envelope and summoned a tribesman.
"Send this letter to the Breaking Clan and hand it to the Yang Wudi clan leader."
"Yes!" The tribesman took the letter, turned and left.
And Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun don't know all this.
Heaven Dou City on Yuelai Inn.
Zhou Qiubai opened the door, stepped out, and stretched.
Yang Guyun is still adjusting his breath in the room. Although he won the battle last night, he still needs time to recover from his internal injuries.
So Zhou Qiubai decided to go for a walk and get some fresh air.
I have been staying in the inn recently, either practicing or sparring, and I feel a little depressed.
He slowly walked down the stairs. As soon as he reached the first floor, the innkeeper saw him and immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum in full bloom.
"Young Master Zhou, are you ready to go out?"
"Well, just take a stroll." Zhou Qiubai smiled slightly.
"Would you like me to arrange a guide for you? I am very familiar with Heaven Dou City!"
"No, thank you." Zhou Qiubai waved goodbye and walked out of the inn.
Heaven Dou City is already bustling in the morning light, and shops on both sides of the street are opening their doors one after another.
Zhou Qiubai blended into the crowd and walked aimlessly, feeling the fireworks of the city.
After walking for a while, he stopped in front of a stall selling sugar paintings.
"Sir, do you want one?" the old man asked with a smile.
Zhou Qiubai took out a few Soul Copper Coin: "Let's have one."
"Okay!" the old man replied, scooping up a spoonful of syrup and shaking his wrist slightly.
After it was done, the old man glued it with a bamboo stick and handed it to Zhou Qiubai.
"Thank you." Zhou Qiubai took the candy painting and took a bite.
He continued walking forward, crossing one street after another, seeing the vaudeville performances of street performers, listening to the vivid narrations of the storytellers in the teahouses, and smelling the aroma of delicious food wafting from the restaurants.
Zhou Qiubai casually threw the bamboo stick in his hand into the bamboo basket on the street. When he raised his eyes, he was attracted by a magnificent building in front of him.
The three-story pavilion, with its cornices and carved beams and painted pillars, seems to be coated with a layer of golden brilliance under the morning light.
Wanjin Pavilion.
There is a kind of luxury in the handwriting.
It's just...
"I've heard of this name before."