Douluo: The Demon Swordsman of Tianshui Academy

Chapter 16 Senior Dugu, your poison skills are rubbish!
Soon, a strange scenery appeared in front of them.

Towering cliffs surround a huge basin.

If you look closely, you can faintly see red and blue colors in the center of the basin.

Just by being on the periphery, Meng Qiu could already feel the rich breath of life.

This is one of Tang San's several cheats in the original novel, the place where the immortal grass is born, and the gathering of the wonders of heaven and earth:

Eyes of ice and fire!
There was a hint of eagerness in Meng Qiu's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

His expression was one of surprise yet a bit of confusion, as if he was simply shocked by the scene before him but had no idea what it meant.

If there is an Oscar for Best Actor in this world, Mengqiu will definitely have a seat.

"Ameng, this is my home."

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

Dugu Yan walked up to Meng Qiu with a hint of pride in her tone.

Although she didn't know what the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire represented, her grandfather had told her that this medicine garden contained all kinds of precious and unknown herbs, which were of extraordinary value.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Mengqiu pretended not to know and just admired the scenery before her.

Dugu Bo, who followed behind, finally felt a little comforted after hearing his words.

At least I heard something nice from this kid.

Although it was not directed at him, this was his medicine garden after all. After rounding it off, it was not much different from praising him.

"Huh, that's natural."

"My herb garden is not only beautiful, but also mysterious. It is beyond the understanding of a little kid like you."

Dugu Bo folded his arms across his chest and snorted coldly, his tone quite arrogant.

"grandfather!"

Dugu Yan first glared at him with a slight frown, then turned her gaze to Meng Qiu, with a gentle smile on her pretty face:

"Ameng, take a look here first. I'll go get ready and take you to my house to rest later."

Dugu Yan seemed to have remembered something, and his face looked a little strange.

"Row."

Meng Qiu nodded.

Hearing this, Dugu Yan tapped her toes lightly and headed towards the house in the distance like a wild goose, seeming to be quite anxious.

After Dugu Yan left, only Dugu Bo and Meng Qiu were left.

Without his granddaughter by his side, Dugu Bo's demeanor instantly cooled down.

The emerald green eyes looked Meng Qiu up and down like a laser, and the power of a Titled Douluo was emanating.

Dugu Bo said in a cold tone:
"Boy, no matter why you contacted Yanyan."

"But I can guarantee that if you have any bad thoughts about Yanyan, I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

"Don't doubt my ability. The title of Poison Douluo is not just about his supreme poison skills."

Dugu Bo did not hide the threat in his words at all.

If it weren't for Dugu Yan, Dugu Bo would have killed Meng Qiu long ago for suddenly appearing beside Dugu Yan and making the two of them so close in such a short time.

For Dugu Bo, no matter what Meng Qiu's purpose was, as long as he had doubts, that was enough.

For the sake of his granddaughter, Dugu Bo would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go.

If it were an ordinary person, facing the threat of such a notorious Titled Douluo, he would have been terrified.

But unfortunately, Mengqiu is not an ordinary person.

Facing Dugu Bo's naked threat, Meng Qiu's expression did not change at all, and she even showed a gentle smile:

"Senior Dugu, you said something wrong."

"Oh?"

Dugu Bo was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Meng Qiu to react like this. "Boy, tell me, what did I say wrong?"

Dugu Bo was very interested.

Meng Qiu put her hands behind her back, the breeze from the top of the mountain blowing her snowy hair, and she tilted her head slightly:

"Senior Dugu's poison technique doesn't seem to be top-notch, but rather rubbish."

As soon as these words came out, Dugu Bo's aura suddenly became much more fierce.

A terrifying feeling of oppression came over Meng Qiu.

It was as if a giant snake with its bloody mouth opened and bit him.

"Boy, tell me why my poison skills are not top-notch but rubbish?"

"If you can't explain it, I will let you know the power of my "rubbish" poison technique."

Dugu Bo was already somewhat angry.

A Titled Douluo who was famous for his use of poison was told by a junior that his poison skills were rubbish. This was undoubtedly a naked provocation.

Dugu Bo was a proud and arrogant person, how could he tolerate such an insult?
If it weren't for Dugu Yan, he would have killed Meng Qiu by now.

The reason why Meng Qiu dared to speak like this was naturally because he knew this.

Facing Dugu Bo's fierce killing intent, his expression remained calm:
"Senior Dugu is called Poison Douluo, but he himself is poisoned to the bone marrow."

"This poison technique is not just rubbish, can it be called top-notch?"

As soon as Meng Qiu said this, Dugu Bo's face changed instantly.

The pressure from the Titled Douluo came roaring down upon Meng Qiu, causing cold sweat to appear on his forehead.

Although Dugu Bo has always been jokingly called a combat power counting unit, he is a Titled Douluo after all!

The difference in soul power between the two reached a full fifty levels!

The mere pressure was enough to make Meng Qiu feel uncomfortable.

"Boy, do you know what you are talking about?"

"How could I, a dignified Poison Douluo, be poisoned?"

Dugu Bo's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

Anxious.

Mengqiu felt happy.

"If not, why would you react like this, Senior Dugu?"

Meng Qiu chuckled.

"When I first met Yanyan, I thought her hair color and eyes were natural."

"But during the battle with her, I discovered some clues."

"My meeting with Senior Dugu today has further confirmed my guess."

Meng Qiu looked at Dugu Bo quietly and said slowly:
"Senior Dugu, not only Yanyan, I'm afraid even you are already terminally ill now, right?"

"I have seen symptoms like yours in ancient books."

"Senior Dugu, every time it's cloudy and rainy, do you feel a numb and itchy feeling in your ribs, and it gradually gets stronger, occurring once at noon and once at midnight?"

"Every night, around three o'clock in the morning, you experience needle-like stabbing pains on the top of your head and in your heart, and your whole body convulses?"

As Meng Qiu spoke one word at a time, Dugu Bo's expression became more and more complicated.

No difference at all!
This kid actually described his illness exactly as it was!

The emerald green eyes stared at Meng Qiu, and the divine light kept changing.

After a long while, he sighed:
"Boy, you win."

"You are right. This old man and Yanyan have indeed been poisoned."

"It's nothing else but the poison of our own martial spirits."

(End of this chapter)