Yu Tianheng, Poisoned by Yu Xiaogang, and Ning Fengzhi's Mockery

Had he not known he could not afford to provoke the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo would have gone straight to their clan grounds to unleash his poison after leaving. His reputation was no empty boast. It had been built on the corpses of entire factions he had wiped out.

Other Titled Douluo might not be able to kill every member of a faction, but they could at least kill its strongest member. For Dugu Bo, it was the opposite: he might not be able to kill a faction's strongest member, but he could slaughter everyone else and leave that person standing alone.

Yu Tianheng's words had struck Dugu Bo right where it hurt. When other Titled Douluo mocked him, he could barely stomach it—after all, he really could not beat them. But he had never expected to be mocked by a junior one day. Though he knew the boy was not actually referring to him, Dugu Bo was still deeply displeased.

Meanwhile, Tang Shan did not get angry over Yu Tianheng's insolence. The boy was not even eight, while Tang Shan's true age was nearly thirty. If he argued with a child, would he not be proving that old saying right—first they dragged you down to their level, then they beat you with their wealth of experience?

Looking at the defiance in Yu Tianheng's eyes, Tang Shan's mouth twitched slightly. He could not shake the feeling that Yu Xiaogang had thoroughly "poisoned" the boy. Yu Tianheng carried an inexplicable arrogance, a confidence with no basis whatsoever.

"So you're saying support-type Soul Masters are trash too?"

Yu Tianheng was impulsive, not brainless. Well, perhaps there was not much difference.

With that hint from Xue Qinghe, he immediately realized just how much trouble his earlier words had