Poison Douluo at the Gate
Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back at the entrance of the Shrek Academy.
A night breeze blew by, causing his long green hair to sway gently, and his aura silenced the chirping of insects in the courtyard.
Flender has come out.
Zhao Wuji stood beside him, his expression unusually serious.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar also woke up.
They stood under the eaves, not too close.
The aura of Titled Douluo is too strong.
Ma Hongjun, who usually has a sharp tongue, didn't dare to utter a sound at this moment.
Ning Rongrong held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, secretly glad that she hadn't said anything careless during the day.
Tang San had just entered the courtyard when he was spotted by Dugu Bo.
"You're Tang San?"
Before Tang San could answer, Xiao Wu rushed out of the house.
"Who are you?"
Yuan Yu reached out and pulled Xiao Wu behind him.
"Xiao Wu, go back inside."
Xiao Wu frowned.
"I don't."
Tang San gently squeezed her wrist.
"Listen to him."
Xiao Wu looked at Tang San, bit her lip, and retreated to the door.
Dugu Bo's gaze swept over Yuan Yu.
"You are Yuan Yu."
"Yes."
"A twelve-year-old Soul King?"
"Still today."
Dugu Bo sneered.
"They're quite bold."
The oppressive aura of Titled Douluo descended.
The stone table in the courtyard made a soft rustling sound.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar's expressions changed simultaneously.
Ning Rongrong took half a step back, but did not dodge.
Tang San also felt a tightness in his chest.
He instinctively shielded Xiao Wu behind him.
But in the next instant, Yuan Yu had already taken the lead and stood in front.
Yuan Yu stood in front of Tang San and tapped the ground with his Sun Wheel Blade.
Five Spirit Ring rose up.
Thunder Pattern.
The Wind Pattern is bright.
The Rock Pattern is also shiny.
The oppressive aura descended upon him, like hitting a boulder.
Yuan Yu's face was a little pale, but he didn't stop talking.
"Senior Dugu, scaring children is pointless."
Dugu Bo squinted.
"You call yourself a child?"
I am twelve.
Flender almost lost his composure.
Zhao Wuji's lips twitched slightly.
That sounds like something that deserves a beating.
But Yuan Yu is only twelve.
A twelve-year-old Soul King of level 55 stood in front of Titled Douluo and said he was a child.
Anyone who hears this would be speechless.
Dugu Yan stood outside the courtyard, her gaze pausing for a moment.
She has seen many geniuses bow their heads before their elders.
I've also seen many people who rely on their connections to get ahead.
But Yuan Yu is different.
He knew how strong Dugu Bo was, and he also knew that Azure Luan and Ling Yuan in the shadows.
He deliberately stepped forward first.
But it was precisely because of those words that the oppressive tension in the courtyard eased a little.
Dai Mubai took half a step forward.
Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth and straightened his back.
Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda lit up for a moment, then she suppressed it herself.
They all knew they couldn't stop Titled Douluo.
But with Yuan Yu standing in front, they couldn't cower in the back and tremble.
Flender observed this but remained silent.
Shrek can be poor, can be broken, but can't be spineless.
Dugu Bo stared at him, then suddenly smiled.
"Well done, what a twelve-year-old Soul King!"
A bluish aura slowly descended from the rooftop.
On the other side, Fire Feather -like Soul Power also emerged.
Azure Luan and Ling Yuan did not appear.
But Dugu Bo sensed it.
A hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.
"The people from the Spirit Hall really care about you."
Yuan Yu laughed and said, "I was cute when I was little."
Ling Yuan said coldly from the rooftop, "Not cute anymore."
Yuan Yu pretended not to hear.
Dugu Bo's imposing aura lessened somewhat.
He looked at Tang San.
"Yanyan said your medicine can neutralize her poison."
Tang San said, "Only a portion can be dispersed."
"You understand poisons?"
"I understand a little."
Dugu Bo took a step forward.
"Then look at me."
Upon hearing this, Flender's heart skipped a beat.
Watch Poison Douluo?
Seeing things clearly doesn't guarantee a reward, but seeing them wrong could cost you your life.
Tang San did not retreat.
He walked to Yuan Yu's side and looked up at Dugu Bo.
The two men were both quite young, one wielding a knife and the other empty-handed, yet they managed to stand firm in front of Dugu Bo.
Tang San looked up.
Dugu Bo did not release any poison, but the aura emanating from him was too obvious.
Tang San remained silent for a moment.
"The senior has more than one type of poison in his body."
Dugu Bo's eyes turned cold.
"Continue."
Tang San said, "Some of it comes from my own cultivation, and some comes from long-term backlash. I can only see a little bit, and I dare not say anything more."
Dugu Bo remained silent.
The courtyard was eerily quiet.
Yuan Yu turned his head to look at Tang San.
This statement carries significant weight.
Dugu Bo is the kind of person who dislikes being seen through.
But Tang San happened to see through his most fatal flaw.
Dugu Bo suddenly smiled.
"Good, very good."
He turned to look at Yuan Yu.
"I came to check on Tang San's medicine. But when I entered the city just now, Yan Yan told me that someone was using the Imperial Fighting to set up a trap?"
Yuan Yu tossed the Snow-Character Token over.
Dugu Bo caught it and glanced at it.
"The character 'snow'?"
"It was engraved later."
"You want me to think it's the Heaven Dou side?"
"They might also want Heaven Dou to think that you would think the same way."
Dugu Bo gripped the sign so tightly it made a clicking sound.
"Someone used my granddaughter as a weapon?"
Yuan Yu's smile faded.
"At present, yes."
Dugu Bo felt a chill run down his spine from the poisonous aura surrounding him.
"Lead the way."
Yuan Yu raised his hand.
"Sit down and talk first."
Dugu Bo stared at him.
"You're offering me a seat?"
"You don't have to sit, you can stand and listen."
Zhao Wuji's eye twitched.
That kid is really daring.
Dugu Bo stared at Yuan Yu for a long time before suddenly withdrawing the poison gas.
"Fine, I'd like to see what you can say."
As the oppressive aura dissipated, Ma Hongjun let out a long breath.
"I almost thought I was going to be cooked."
Oscar wiped his forehead.
"You're Phoenix, you can't be ripe."
Ma Hongjun glared at him.
"You still have the mind to joke at a time like this?"
Oscar looked at Yuan Yu.
"He dares to joke around with Titled Douluo, so what's wrong with me making a joke?"
Xiao Wu didn't laugh.
She tugged at Tang San's sleeve, her voice very low.
"Brother, that old man is dangerous."
Tang San nodded.
"I know."
Yuan Yu turned around just in time to hear it.
He didn't say much, only gave Tang San a look.
Tang San understood.
Tonight, keep Xiao Wu away from Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo did not continue to approach Xiao Wu.
His attention had shifted to Tang San and the Snow-Character Token.
Yuan Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
The other half is still hanging in the balance.
The Titled Douluo is right there in the courtyard; a single wrong word could send things in a completely different direction.
Therefore, he had to keep the conversation firmly on the topic of "someone using Dugu Yan to set a trap".
Dugu Bo was protective of his own.
As long as he holds this view, he won't target Shrek first.
Yuan Yu put the Snow-Character Token back into his sleeve, deliberately letting Dugu Bo see the new engravings on it.
"Senior, tonight it's not Shrek asking for your help."
Dugu Bo sneered.
What is that?
Someone provoked you.
The courtyard fell silent for a moment.
Dugu Bo stared at Yuan Yu for a long while, then smiled.
"I like to hear that."
Dugu Yan stood outside the courtyard and did not come in.
She saw Yuan Yu standing at the front, and she also saw Tang San protecting Xiao Wu.
At that moment, she felt a mix of emotions.
Even in Imperial Fighting, he protects his teammates.
But Shrek's protectors are more direct, even a bit unreasonable.
She suddenly realized that Tang San's ability to stabilize the poisonous fog last night wasn't solely due to the medicine.
When this group of people stands together, it is indeed very difficult to separate them.