"Title... Title Douluo?!"
Seeing the black-haired middle-aged man with nine glowing soul rings, Zhao Wuji's confident expression turned to one of terror.
He hadn't expected to encounter a Title Douluo, a being so rare on the continent, in this small shop.
He had thought he had found two phoenixes in a chicken coop, ready to take them back and nurture them to bring glory to Shrek.
But it turned out these two were dragon children from a dragon's nest!
Beings he could never afford to offend.
Behind Zhao Wuji, Xiao Wu, upon seeing the nine soul rings of various colors, first showed a flash of anger and reluctance, then hid behind Tang San, who could barely stand, trembling in fear.
She tried to conceal her aura, hoping not to be noticed by the other party.
Tang San, pale-faced, shielded the trembling Xiao Wu while staring in shock at the nine soul rings.
"So this is a Title Douluo! This pressure... it's truly terrifying. Compared to Teacher Zhao and the dean, it's on a completely different level!!"
Tang San muttered to himself.
He had always heard about the terror of Title Douluos, but seeing one in person, it was indeed as rumored.
This was the first time Tang San had felt the pressure of a Title Douluo, and it only strengthened his resolve to grow stronger.
If I can reach the Title Douluo level, I can definitely rebuild my Tang Sect on this continent!
"Senior... I am Zhao Wuji. I didn't know a Title Douluo was present. We had a conflict with your juniors, but it wasn't intentional. Please show mercy and spare these children..."
Zhao Wuji bowed deeply, his voice trembling.
Hearing Zhao Wuji's plea for mercy, Dugu Bo showed no intention of granting it.
He activated the Jade Phosphor Dragon Poison within him and struck Zhao Wuji's chest with a palm.
Instantly, Zhao Wuji spat out a mouthful of black-purple blood and was sent flying.
He collapsed to the ground and took a long time to stand up.
Looking at the green palm print on his chest, with tendrils of green energy spreading outward, Zhao Wuji's face was filled with despair.
He could feel that after this strike, he wouldn't live much longer.
"You've been poisoned by my Jade Phosphor Dragon Poison. It will gradually corrode your flesh and bones. Every moment, you'll feel your muscles and bones being dissolved, until you become a puddle of mud and die... Cherish the days you have left."
Looking at the scene of devastation, Dugu Bo didn't bother saying much more.
After a few casual remarks, he turned and left with Xiao Yu.
Under the overwhelming pressure of a Title Douluo, no one dared to move.
They could only watch as the three left.
As Dugu Bo passed Dai Mubai, he flicked his finger.
A streak of green poison pierced through Dai Mubai's waist.
Then, he finally entered the restaurant.
Sitting down beside Dugu Yan, the four began to eat supper.
Watching Dugu Bo leave, Zhao Wuji's face was filled with despair.
But thinking of the children still here, he forced himself to endure the pain.
He turned to Tang San and said:
"Little San, I'm sorry. This time, I failed to protect you all. Take Ma Hongjun and get his limbs treated as soon as possible. Then, Xiao Wu and I will take Mubai and find another inn to rest."
"Understood, Teacher Zhao."
Seeing Zhao Wuji's deathly pale face, Tang San didn't say much.
Being highly skilled in poisons, Tang San could clearly sense the agony Zhao Wuji was enduring.
At the same time, Tang San glanced subtly at the black-haired old man.
A Title Douluo skilled in poison?
I wonder, when I reach the Title Douluo level, whose poison will be stronger—yours or the Tang Sect's?
As Tang San dragged Ma Hongjun, whose limbs were all broken, away, he muttered to himself.
"Grandpa, I thought you'd kill them all like you did with the Power Clan. I didn't expect you to spare their lives!"
Dugu Yan, watching the group leave in disarray, said.
"Hehe, Yan Yan, killing them outright would be too merciful. Letting them die slowly is the best punishment. Besides, two of them have Title Douluos backing them.
If I killed them all, it would mean declaring war on that faction. If Yu Yuanzhen had come with me today, I wouldn't be afraid. But unfortunately, it's Yu Luomian. The gap between a Title Douluo and a Soul Douluo is immense.
I don't know how long Yu Luomian can hold out against him. Plus, with you all here, we'd need to protect you. So, letting the main instigators die a slow death is the best solution. Otherwise, if a Title Douluo battle breaks out, the situation would get ugly."
Hearing Dugu Bo's explanation, the usually arrogant Yu Luomian couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He had become the liability.
But there was no helping it. This was the reality.
The difference between having a ninth soul skill and not having one was like heaven and earth.
Moreover, the Title Douluo who had appeared today was a legend. No matter how proud Yu Luomian was, he had to humble himself in front of such a figure.
"Oh? Students from that third-rate academy have Title Douluo backing them? With such backing, why would they even need to attend Shrek? Isn't that a waste? Who are they, Grandpa?"
Dugu Yan asked in surprise.
"Yan Yan, that's their own choice. We have no right to interfere. As for who they are, it's that boy Tang San and the girl Xiao Wu. I made an agreement with their backer. I won't touch those two, and he won't touch you. The rest, I can handle as I please."
Dugu Bo said indifferently.
He didn't mention the matter of the 100,000-year spirit beast taking human form, as it wasn't something the children needed to know.
Hearing this, Xiao Yu, who had been puzzled as to why Dugu Bo and Yu Luomian hadn't noticed Xiao Wu's true form, now understood.