"I'm afraid Bone Douluo has already tested Zhao Ling's strength for us, and the result probably went far beyond our expectations. Although Bone Douluo hasn't been a Titled Douluo as long as we have, he's still at level 92 or 93.
"And Sword Douluo is considerably stronger than Bone Douluo. Both of them are deeply guarded about Zhao Ling's strength. I'm afraid this Demon-Suppressing Douluo's strength is unfathomable."
The Clear Sky Sect's master paused, a sharp glint faintly showing in his eyes.
"That's right. If this Demon-Suppressing Douluo weren't powerful, why would Spirit Hall's proud pope willingly marry the disciple he painstakingly raised to some young brat?"
His words made Yu Yuanzhen and the three elders pause. That possibility had never occurred to them.
After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's master and its two guardian Douluo had repeatedly warned them back then, making them feel betrayed by their allies. With anger surging through them, how could they have thought that far?
Now that the Clear Sky Sect's master had offered this conclusion, they felt as though wisdom had been poured straight into their heads.
Bone Douluo might indeed have fought that Zhao fellow already, and perhaps even suffered a crushing defeat. Otherwise, why would he have warned Yu Yuanzhen like that?
Chapter 162: Wretched Heavens, I Hate You
If Bone Douluo had not already tested Demon-Suppressing Douluo's strength, why would the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have taken the initiative to show him goodwill?
The more Yu Yuanzhen thought about it, the more alarmed he became. Although he believed he had a fairly good chance of defeating Bone Douluo, his odds against Sword Douluo would probably be sixty-forty.
He might have the sixty-percent chance, but it would likely be a difficult battle. If Sword Douluo and Bone