Chapter 179: Yu Xiaogang—Why!
On the VIP platform, Emperor Xue Ye's face was filled with bitterness.
They truly had no regard for the Heaven Dou Empire!
How dare they act so recklessly in my Heaven Dou City?
"Your Majesty, don't worry. Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone will intervene. They won't let the Great Spirit Arena be destroyed."
Ning Fengzhi tried to console him helplessly.
Today's events were far beyond anyone's expectations—there was something ominous in the air.
In the previous match, Tang San had accidentally killed Yu Tianheng. From Rongrong's account of his reaction, Tang San hadn't seemed to intend it.
But now, he had killed Yu Tianxin.
That made two deaths. It was no longer believable that both were accidents.
Could it be that the Clear Sky Sect was planning to take down the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?
Or perhaps the sect was preparing to emerge once more, making its move upon the world?
Ning Fengzhi's mind spun rapidly through possibilities.
Meanwhile, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had already released their Martial Souls into full form.
Salas, too, rose into the air, holding a three-meter-tall golden scepter that shone brightly, shielding a portion of the arena below.
His spirit power was level eighty-seven—one of Spirit Hall's strongest, aside from the few titled Douluo.
The academy teachers, Dugu Bo, and other major figures all unleashed their spirit power to protect those around them.
In the rest area, Dugu Feng and Ning Rongrong watched from safety. Surrounded by so many spirit masters—not to mention Old Snake's presence—there was no danger.
As the one who had essentially orchestrated this entire scenario, Dugu Feng watched the sky with relish.
Fight. The bloodier, the better.
Of course, he couldn't say that out loud. Instead, with feigned doubt, he whispered, "Tang San is too bold… could he have intended to kill Yu Tianxin?"
It was a reasonable question—after all, Yu Tianheng last time, and now Yu Tianxin. Anyone would be suspicious.
His words were clearly meant for Ning Rongrong's ears.
But just nearby stood Shrek Academy, where the Golden Iron Triangle—Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong—stood together.
Yu Xiaogang slumped in his seat, eyes dull and lifeless.
He regretted everything.
Utterly.
He never should have let Shrek face the Thunder Academy.
After Yu Tianheng's death, he had returned to his clan and repeatedly assured Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Luomian, and the elders that with Tang San's exceptional talent, he would one day bring enormous benefit to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
And the Clear Sky Sect's strength could serve as their strongest ally.
That was the only reason the clan quelled its rage.
Otherwise, even with Liu Erlong's approval for Shrek to use Blue Tyrant Academy's resources to enter the tournament, the clan members would have driven them out of Heaven Dou City.
Everyone knew Blue Tyrant Academy had been built upon the Blue Lightning Clan's foundation.
But now, Yu Tianxin had also died at Tang San's hands.
Yu Xiaogang began to doubt everything. Was Tang San hiding something from him?
Or was this part of Tang Hao's plan?
Yu Xiaogang prided himself on understanding human nature after decades of navigating Spirit Hall and the Douluo Continent. He had always been the manipulator—never the manipulated. Had Tang San and Tang Hao actually turned the tables on him?
He spiraled into self-doubt.
The more he thought, the less sense it made.
He had watched Tang San grow from six to fourteen years old and believed the boy would never lie to him.
Then why?
Why had both Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin died at his disciple's hands?
Yu Xiaogang's face turned ashen.
"Pfft!"
No one expected Yu Xiaogang to suddenly cough up blood.
"Xiaogang!"
"Xiaogang!"
Flender and Liu Erlong both cried out in alarm.
Yu Tianxin's death had left Liu Erlong shocked and speechless. For a fleeting moment, she even felt hatred toward Tang San and the Clear Sky Sect—and resentment toward Yu Xiaogang.
Look at what kind of disciple you raised—one who only brings ruin to your own clan!
But now, seeing Yu Xiaogang vomiting blood, both she and Flender panicked.
Facing the same devastating blow for the second time, Yu Xiaogang's spirit collapsed. His spirit power was only level twenty-nine, and in his fifties, his body's decline was evident.
They hurriedly infused him with spirit power.
Beside them, Jiang Zhu unleashed healing energy to stabilize him.
"Why…"
Yu Xiaogang muttered weakly, his chest heavy with grief he couldn't relieve or reason away.
"Master, third brother didn't mean to! He didn't do it on purpose!"
Xiao Wu's anxious voice came from the side as she clung to the Master, hiding behind him completely.
With two Titled Douluo clashing above, remaining hidden was the smart choice. Exposure now meant death.
Dugu Feng watched the scene with calm detachment—no emotion reached his face.
Beside him, Old Snake's expression turned strange. Could all of this have been orchestrated by the young master?
He remembered the incident back in Soto City… the young master had been there, too.
Hmm. It could be true.
Old Snake gazed upward at the battle of the titled Douluo, convinced he had glimpsed the truth.
In the sky, the dragon and the Clear Sky Hammer collided repeatedly, the shockwaves shaking the entire Great Spirit Arena.
"If this continues, the entire arena will collapse!"
Ning Rongrong's eyes gleamed with excitement, as if chaos thrilled her.
"Uncle Ning should act soon. This is Heaven Dou City—if they keep fighting, it will ruin the empire's honor.
Yu Tianxin's death is already fact. Clan Master Yu's rage is understandable.
But allowing this to escalate into destruction, even of Heaven Dou City—absolutely not!"
Dugu Feng's tone was serious.
From Ning Fengzhi's perspective, even without the deaths of Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin, the Blue Lightning Clan was already divided—balancing between Spirit Hall and the upper three sects.
Meanwhile, the Clear Sky Sect and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were firmly allied with the two empires.
The difference couldn't be clearer.
Though Ning Fengzhi respected the Clear Sky Sect's might, cooperation against Spirit Hall was essential—they both needed each other.
In the VIP box, Ning Fengzhi was already communicating with Sword Douluo through sound transmission.
"Fengzhi, Tang Xiao isn't here. Last time in Soto City, he anticipated Yu Yuanzhen's revenge and waited behind, saving Tang Hao.
This time, the situation came too suddenly—no one from the Clear Sky Sect is present."
Sword Douluo's transmitted voice echoed in Ning Fengzhi's mind.
Ning Fengzhi understood immediately—it was time to act.
In the sky, Tang Hao was already being pushed back, barely holding on.
Yu Yuanzhen's fury still burned unchecked.
After a moment's thought, Ning Fengzhi said, "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone—let Tang Hao endure a bit longer. Then step in and separate them."
Even intervention needed timing. Tang Hao had to learn a lesson first.
His son Tang San was indeed a genius—but far too troublesome.
Each time, he caused greater turmoil than before.
A son's mistakes were the father's failure; Ning Fengzhi wanted Tang Hao to pay a price.
But Tang Hao couldn't die—he was still vital.
A weapon needed for the battle against Spirit Hall.
(END CHAPTER)
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