The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Arrived in Nuoding City, and Yu Xiaogang's Arrogance Ran Wild

Xiao Wu made out the figure before her, and her entire body instantly stiffened.

At the same time, a deep, excited voice rang out from outside the door.

"Well, well! You actually hid a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in your house! You've certainly got some nerve!"

The aura of a level 95 Titled Douluo erupted abruptly. Xiao Wu cried out on the spot, "Teacher, save me!"

Whoosh!

A large hand wreathed in lightning suddenly swept down, heading straight for Xiao Wu's throat.

Yet when the hand landed, all the figure opposite her caught was a blade of grass.

At some point, Xiao Wu had already vanished from her original spot and reappeared inside the house.

The sight left the middle-aged man utterly stunned.

He looked down at his palm as well. The blue-gold blade of grass disintegrated the instant it touched the electrical arcs. A moment later, Lu Xuan appeared in the doorway.

"Yu Yuanzhen?"

Lu Xuan frowned slightly, glanced at the middle-aged man before him, then at Yu Xiaogang behind him, and slowly uttered the name.

"Hahaha!"

"To think you actually recognize me! That makes today's business much simpler!"

The middle-aged man opposite him was indeed Yu Yuanzhen!

Lu Xuan looked slightly surprised. He hadn't expected Yu Yuanzhen to actually come seeking revenge over Yu Xiaogang.

Was this the bond between father and son?

If I remembered correctly, Gangzi hadn't returned to his clan in over forty years, had he?

Forty years without seeing each other, and the moment they reunited, he asked his father to challenge another Titled Douluo...

Tsk.

Probably only someone as shameless as Gangzi could pull something like this.

Across from Lu Xuan, Yu Yuanzhen's expression brimmed with arrogance as he barked in a low voice:

"Kneel and kowtow to my son Yu Xiaogang in apology. Then cripple your own martial soul and sever both your arms..."

"And I'll spare your life today!"

Then he looked toward Xiao Wu, who was cowering in a corner inside the house.

"As for this hundred-thousand-year soul beast you're keeping..."

"Hahaha!"

Yu Yuanzhen burst into laughter and glanced at Yu Xiaogang behind him.

"Xiaogang, it's fortunate I came with you today. Otherwise, I really would have missed out on this wonderful opportunity!"

"You truly are the lucky star of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"With this hundred-thousand-year soul beast, our clan's strength will surely rise another notch!"

"What? A hundred-thousand-year soul beast?"

Yu Xiaogang was equally astonished.

He stepped up beside Yu Yuanzhen and craned his neck to look at Xiao Wu inside.

A short while later...

"Lu Xuan!"

"To think you'd even dare keep a soul beast! You've really got some guts!"

The same mockery Yu Yuanzhen wore appeared on Yu Xiaogang's stubble-covered face.

There was no denying that the two looked somewhat alike, but Yu Xiaogang was so slovenly that Lu Xuan almost thought he was the elder of the pair.

"You lousy teacher! Do you really think becoming a Titled Douluo means you can run wild?"

"With a trash martial soul like blue silver grass, forget being a Titled Douluo-even if you had level 99 soul power, could you overturn the heavens?"

"Have you ever seen the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul? Do you know what it means to be the world's strongest beast martial soul?"

"Now kneel immediately and kowtow to this Grandmaster!"

At that point, Yu Xiaogang seemed to suddenly think of something sordid. After looking Lu Xuan up and down, he continued:

"As for that hundred-thousand-year soul beast, you're truly laughable. Have you forgotten what happened to the Clear Sky Sect back then?"

"What? Do you also like human-"

Squelch!

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish, Lu Xuan finally lost his patience.

Blue-gold sword qi sliced through space without warning, swept past Yu Yuanzhen, and shot straight toward Yu Xiaogang's right leg.

Thud.

A dull impact sounded as he hit the ground, followed by agonized howls like a pig being slaughtered.

"Aaaaargh!!!"

Amid those miserable screams, Yu Yuanzhen suddenly snapped back to his senses as though waking from a dream.

"Wh-what? How could it be so fast?"

He turned and saw Yu Xiaogang lying in a pool of blood. Only then did he realize Lu Xuan had already attacked.

But... it had been too fast! Too uncanny!

So fast that even he, a level 95 Titled Douluo, couldn't react, and so uncanny that there hadn't been the slightest fluctuation of soul power before Lu Xuan struck.

"You brat! How dare you!"

Yu Yuanzhen stepped forward and instantly completed his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul Possession.

Lu Xuan remained unhurried. After a derisive laugh, he raised an eyebrow and asked Yu Yuanzhen:

"Tsk."

"I'm curious. What did Yu Xiaogang offer to persuade you, the leader of one of the Upper Three Sects, to disregard your sect's future development and the situation on the continent, and come provoke a Titled Douluo whose strength you know nothing about?"

"Just because he's your son?"

"Or do you really believe the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul is invincible and can easily crush a blue silver grass soul master like me?"

By now, Yu Yuanzhen had lost all his earlier arrogance.

He had realized that throughout his and Yu Xiaogang's provocations, Lu Xuan had maintained the air of someone watching a pair of clowns perform.

That single stroke of sword qi had utterly destroyed every last shred of hope Yu Yuanzhen had clung to.

This man's strength must be greater than mine!

As a veteran Titled Douluo, Yu Yuanzhen knew perfectly well whom he could afford to provoke and whom he couldn't.

At first, he'd thought Lu Xuan was merely a blue silver grass soul beast he could manipulate at will, but now...

"You... who exactly are you?"

"Oh? Didn't Yu Xiaogang tell you?"

Lu Xuan looked toward Yu Xiaogang, who lay howling on the ground nearby. Feeling his gaze, Yu Xiaogang roared hysterically at Yu Yuanzhen.

"Father, kill him! Kill him!"

"He's just trash! Trash with a blue silver grass martial soul! Hurry and kill him-aaaaargh!"

"I'll grind his bones to dust and scatter his ashes! I'll make the whole city watch him get crippled and tortured into a dead dog..."

Strangely enough!

His own son was clearly in such terrible pain, yet Yu Yuanzhen, his father, merely glanced at him and did nothing else.

To the people outside, it was obvious that Yu Yuanzhen was already afraid.

Yu Xiaogang, however, remained utterly oblivious and continued shouting.

Lu Xuan said:

"What? Your son's already said all that, and you're still not going to attack?"

At that moment, Yu Yuanzhen finally lost his patience.

Lu Xuan's perpetually calm, breezy attitude, as though Yu Yuanzhen wasn't worth his notice, stirred his competitive spirit.

He was a Titled Douluo too, and had swept across the continent for decades. When had he ever suffered such mockery and humiliation?

"You brought this on yourself!"

[Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul Avatar!]

Right outside Lu Xuan's doorway, Yu Yuanzhen instantly completed his Martial Soul Possession. A gigantic lightning dragon manifested, destroying every building around them.

Inside the house, Xiao Wu was nearly buried beneath the rubble, until a blue-gold light shield lit up around her.

Soon, the commotion drew a large crowd.

As everyone watched Lu Xuan standing in blue robes amid the raging electrical arcs before the gigantic lightning dragon, discussion erupted like a hornet's nest being smashed open.

"What's going on? Another Titled Douluo?"

"Is that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? The world's strongest beast martial soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!"

"Can Teacher Lu Xuan still win this time?"