The Spirit Hall Douluos led by Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo stopped short in astonishment, staring at the unfamiliar Yang Xing with strange expressions.
Then their gazes involuntarily turned toward their leaders, Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Under normal circumstances...
These proud, unruly Titled Douluos would have attacked without a word if someone dared block their path.
They were all Titled Douluos. Who was afraid of whom?
But with Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo leading them, they naturally could not overstep their leaders and act on their own.
Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile hovered several dozen meters in front of Yang Xing.
Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately furrowed his brows, a vicious look crossing his face as he barked, "Where did you come from? You trespassed on Spirit Hall territory, and now you dare brazenly block our path? You're asking for death!"
Qian Daoliu glanced toward the other battlefield. Seeing that his son Qian Xunji was in no immediate danger, he waved a hand, signaling Golden Crocodile Douluo to remain calm.
He narrowed his eyes at Yang Xing, his clear voice carrying a touch of warmth beneath its upright bearing.
"You appear to be rather young. I am Qian Daoliu, Spirit Hall's current Adjudication Elder. Would you mind explaining what is happening here?"
Yang Xing waved his palm-leaf fan, utterly unperturbed by the pressure emanating from the dozen or so Titled Douluos before him.
"What's happening? My friend has a few grievances with your Spirit Hall's Pope and wants to beat him up."
The moment he finished speaking, the Titled Douluos behind Qian Daoliu erupted with powerful auras, shouting rebukes one after another.
Their furious cries rang out incessantly.
Golden Crocodile Douluo even stepped forward, ready to attack. "Junior, how dare you insult Spirit Hall like this!"
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