369: Chapter 369 Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng

"Heh, School Master Ning, your daughter is not bad. Old man, hehe..."

Dugu Bo's gaze swept carelessly over the petite figure of Ning Rongrong in the arena.

A playful curve tugged at the corner of his lips: "School Master Ning, that she could reach Spirit Elder at this age shows she hasn't been focused on Cultivation in her daily life."

Ning Fengzhi was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, a flicker of imperceptible hesitation flashing across his brows.

He hadn't expected Dugu Bo's attitude to be so forceful, and his tone couldn't help but retreat a little: "Hahaha, that is true. Dugu Yan is exceptionally gifted and able to enter Spirit Hall, while Rongrong is a bit inferior, only able to be in an academy that recruits monsters."

"Heh, School Master Ning is indeed a sensible person. A support-type Spirit Master is just a support-type Spirit Master. There is a huge gap between them and control system or attack system Spirit Masters like us. Even with effort, they cannot catch up, let alone someone like Ning Rongrong who doesn't put in the effort."

Dugu Bo's tone was very ordinary, but Ning Fengzhi's face was already tinged with a hint of displeasure.

Sword Douluo even frowned. If not for the inappropriate occasion, with Dugu Bo repeatedly belittling Rongrong, he would have already unsheathed his sword.

Ning Fengzhi maintained his easygoing attitude: "Dugu Yan excels in poison arts, but Rongrong's support talent is unique. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Spirit's support ability is unparalleled in this generation. It can only be said that they each have their own strengths."

"Each have their own strengths?"

Dugu Bo laughed lowly and straightened his body slightly, the laziness fading from his dark green eyes: "Cultivation is never just empty talk based on talent. Since they are both core members of the new generation, standing on the arena with real blades and guns, your daughter's confidence and Aura cannot compare to the one I, Dugu Bo, have taught."

Silence.

In that instant, even Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked over.

Dugu Bo had burned his bridges with these words, and the meaning was already very clear.

He simply looked down on your Ning Rongrong.

This made Chrysanthemum Douluo secretly give Dugu Bo a thumbs up; he was really going all out right to their faces.

However, this couldn't be blamed on Dugu Bo; who told Ning Fengzhi to start with the Yin and Yang sarcasm.

"Poison Douluo, your words have gone too far!" Sword Douluo spoke up.

A mischievous glint flashed in the depths of Dugu Bo's eyes: "Since Sword Douluo does not approve, why don't we make a bet? In this competition, I, Dugu Bo, bet on the group of Geniuses from Spirit Hall. If the final result shows that your daughter's side is inferior to my daughter's, you will lose one hundred million gold coins to me. Conversely, if I lose, I will pay you the one hundred million gold coins in full."

The moment his voice fell, the sound of gasping could be heard all around.

Dugu Bo had actually become so tough, getting into a conflict with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"One hundred million gold coins?! This... this bet... Old Poison, do you have that much money? Do you want me to lend you some!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo spoke up at the right moment, not forgetting to name-drop Ghost Douluo, with a hint of teasing: "Old Ghost can also lend you some..."

"I don't need you. I don't have money, but I can compensate with a Spirit Bone. School Master Ning, if I lose, you can dig out my head Spirit Bone."

Dugu Bo released his full Aura, and for a moment, the gazes of many people fell upon Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi's fingertips curled imperceptibly for a moment.

He had only intended to retort a few words in a war of words; he never thought it would evolve into such a grand wager.

One hundred million—even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would suffer a broken bone from that.

Ning Fengzhi tried to find a way to ease the situation: "Poison Douluo is too impulsive. As we both know, the biggest favorite to win this competition is the Spirit Hall team."

Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow and retorted, his tone full of provocation: "What? School Master Ning, do these words mean you have no confidence in the currently rising Shrek Academy, or do you have no confidence in the daughter you raised yourself?"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been sitting silently, suddenly furrowed his brows deeply. Before Ning Fengzhi could speak to smooth things over, he directly accepted the bet:

"Fine! Since Poison Douluo is in such high Spirits, we accept this bet."

Ning Fengzhi felt a tightness in his heart but said nothing.

Dugu Bo had already angered him.

Whether he lost or not was no longer important.

If he backed down, he would appear to be afraid of Dugu Bo.

Besides, he might not necessarily lose.

Even if Su Wen is a Spirit Saint, Tang San said he has a seventy percent chance.

Tang San has seen Su Wen, and with Tang San's brain, it is impossible for him to make such a statement without reason.

Just as they were discussing and finalizing the bet, the drawing of lots in the arena reached its final stage.

The competition host held a megaphone spirit tool and announced the results.

"The drawing results for the first round of the Continental High-Level Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition are announced!"

"Group 1: Spirit Hall Team VS Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team 1."

"Group 2: Shrek Academy Team VS Star Luo Royal Academy Team."

"Group 3: Thunder Academy VS New Divine Wind Academy."

...

The first match featured the Spirit Hall team, and many people were looking forward to this match.

Tian Yue, Dugu Yan, Xie Yue, Yan, Sun Chuantao, Li Kai, and Zhang Ping stepped onto the Spirit Fighting Stage one after another, drawing cheers from the entire audience.

The main force of the Royal Team 1 also took the stage. The original vice-captain, Dugu Yan, had been replaced by a young woman, who also possessed a snake-type Spirit.

"Why does your Saint not dare to show himself?"

Yu Tianheng's voice, with a suppressed hoarseness, spread clearly through the noisy arena.

He questioned sternly: "Is he hiding because he doesn't dare to fight, or does he simply look down on our Royal Academy?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the discussions in the arena instantly quieted down by more than half.

"Hmph, we don't need our captain to deal with you!" Tian Yue crossed her arms, looking at him with disdain.

Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth; this woman was someone he would never forget in his life.

He shifted his gaze to the side, at another woman he would never forget in his life.

A flicker of imperceptible struggle flashed in the depths of Dugu Yan's eyes, and his tone carried a hint of humbleness: "Yan Yan, have you suffered in Spirit Hall? If it's been hard, come back."

In an instant, there was an uproar on and off the stage.

What was going on?

One second they were hostile, and the next second, why had he become so humble?

Many people began whispering, their eyes ambiguous and playful, falling on Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan.

In the Thunder Academy seats, Yu Tianxin's brows suddenly furrowed.

He clenched his hands, his eyes filled with anger at his brother's incompetence, and fire rose in his heart.

"What time is it, and you're still thinking about this woman."

"She has probably already become Su Wen's shape."

Yu Tianxin was furious; at this time, he should be thinking about how to ruthlessly defeat the Spirit Hall team and avenge the deceased clansmen.

"Go back?"

"What is our relationship? Let me follow you back?" Dugu Yan curled her lips slightly.

"Then again."

"Go to the Royal Academy and be a loser like you?"

Yu Tianheng stiffened all over, a sense of grievance and disappointment rising in his heart.

"Both sides, reveal your Spirits, the match begins!"

Before Yu Tianheng could calm his emotions, the referee had already announced the start of the match.