Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge

Chapter 126 Two against two, the advantage is mine!

"Sect Leader Huyan, you have quite the arrogance."

Chen Hao's lips curled into a mocking smile, his gaze sharp as a blade: "Or is it that with Bishop Salas backing you up, you no longer take my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School seriously?"

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head without any attempt to hide his disdain, staring straight at Salas.

Salas's expression changed drastically, turning pale and then flushed.

He was, after all, a cardinal appointed by the Pope himself. He thought that the other party would at least give him some face and not tear off the mask on the spot. But now he was being looked down upon in public. How could this be considered a disrespect?
There's a saying that goes, "Even a seventh-rank official is no match for the prime minister."

To put it bluntly, isn't this disrespecting him?

This is clearly disrespectful to His Holiness the Pope!

I advise you not to make a mistake for yourself.

Salas snorted coldly, his aura subtly radiating outwards: "The Elephant Armor Sect is now a force under the Spirit Hall. Even if your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has a deep foundation, you should still consider whether you dare to be an enemy of the Spirit Hall."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao's face instantly darkened, and he hurriedly turned to look at Gu Feng.

He never expected that the Elephant Armor Sect had become completely bound to the Spirit Hall; this situation was far beyond his expectations.

Gu Feng remained calm, a gentle smile playing on his lips, and spoke unhurriedly: "As far as I know, Bishop Salas doesn't seem to represent the Spirit Hall, does he?"

“There must be at least twenty cardinals like you in the Spirit Hall.”

"This concerns a clash between our major powers. If every cardinal could represent the Spirit Hall with full authority like you, wouldn't His Holiness the Pope be overwhelmed with all these trivial matters every day?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two sneers rang out.

Salas turned his head and saw that it was Chen Hao and Meng Shenji who had sent the message.

Salas's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Mine is different; it was personally bestowed upon me by His Holiness the Pope!"

According to the Spirit Hall's promotion process, from the branch hall's junior deacon upwards are the branch hall's white-robed bishops, the main hall's yellow-robed bishops, purple-robed bishops, the temple's black-robed bishops, and cardinals, and above that are the platinum bishops who have not yet been formally conferred titles.

He was quite confident that he would secure the first Platinum Bishop title within a few years.

This is why Salas dared to confront the two.

Chen Hao's expression was solemn, and he lowered his voice with some apprehension, saying, "Young Master, why don't we wait for Elder Dugu to arrive before making a decision?"

Gu Feng raised his hand and waved it gently, indicating that there was no need for such a gesture, but his gaze remained firmly fixed on Salas: "His Holiness the Pope has conferred countless titles. I remember when the Pope first ascended the throne, he conferred the title of Theory Master of the Spirit Hall, and the joke that was made is still being talked about in the Spirit Master world to this day."

"You! You're openly insulting the Spirit Hall!"

Salas was furious, his chest heaving violently, his finger trembling as he pointed at Gu Feng.

He never expected that Gu Feng would bring this up, because this was one of the taboos of the Spirit Hall!

This is clearly a provocation against the Spirit Hall!

Gu Feng spread his hands, looking completely innocent: "Did I insult the Spirit Hall? Wasn't I just telling the truth?"

Chen Hao immediately chimed in, "Exactly! Bishop Salas, please point out which of our young master's words offended the Spirit Hall!"

Meng Shenji, standing to the side, suppressed a laugh, seeing Salas so embarrassed for the first time.

He had worked with Salas before, but Salas's style was too forceful, which angered Dream God Machine so much that he voluntarily transferred away.

By now, the anger from back then should have dissipated long ago, but seeing this scene today, Meng Shenji felt a strange sense of pride, as if he had finally gotten his revenge.

Salas blushed and was speechless for a moment.

I don't even know what to say to refute it.

After all, this was indeed a scandal involving the Spirit Hall.

After a long pause, Salas angrily flung his sleeves, forcing himself to save face: "You're so sharp-tongued despite being so young and ignorant. Considering your youth and ignorance, and for Ning Fengzhi's sake, I will let you off the hook today!" But everyone present could see clearly that this was just an excuse to cover up his embarrassment.

But it was far too embarrassing.

Even Hu Yanzhen felt somewhat embarrassed and whispered, "Your Excellency, what are we afraid of? If this drags on any longer, I'm afraid Ali won't be able to hold on..."

"If all else fails, shall we fight them? I want to see who's stronger!"

"Anyway, it's two against two, two Soul Masters against two Soul Masters, and I'm the Diamond Mammoth, so the advantage is on my side!"

Upon hearing this, Salas's expression changed drastically, and he quickly lowered his voice, saying, "Are you crazy!"

"Don't you know how strong Meng Shenji is? This is the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. If you make a move, we're finished!"

Although Salas's words made a lot of sense, Hu Yanzhen couldn't listen to anything at this moment. Thinking of Hu Yanli's dark face, he had only one wish: to save his grandson.

Otherwise, don't blame him for taking a few people down with him!
"Your Excellency, I know you are afraid of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but I am not. My only grandson is now lying in a hospital bed on the verge of death. If she doesn't save my grandson, I will take a few others down with me even if I die!"

Salas hadn't expected Huyan Zhen to be so reckless, and quickly advised, "Think of your people, think of your wife and children, don't act impulsively!"

Hu Yanzhen was silent for a moment, then raised his bloodshot eyes and said, "My wife and children are all dead, Ali is my only grandson!"

Saraston fell silent.

Forget it, destroy it!

Suddenly, Huyan Zhen stood up, his eyes fierce as he looked at Gu Feng and the others: "Let that girl come out and cure my grandson's poison, or none of you three will leave here alive today!"

Chen Hao raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Are you kidding me? Just the two of you?"

"Yes, just the two of us!"

Salas suddenly stood up, and eight perfectly matched spirit rings slowly rose from beneath his feet, unleashing the oppressive aura of a Soul Douluo.

Regardless, Hu Yanzhen is determined to hold his own today. If he can suppress the arrogance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he might even receive a reward from His Holiness the Pope.

Even if they fail, Hu Yanzhen will be the one to take the blame, and it will have nothing to do with him.

Seeing this, Chen Hao immediately shielded Gu Feng behind him and whispered, "Young Master, if a fight breaks out, just run to a safe place."

As soon as he finished speaking, eight spirit rings instantly rose around him, and a surge of spirit power pressure emerged, distorting the air itself.

The atmosphere at the scene plummeted to freezing point, with both sides on the verge of exchanging barbs.

"boom!"

A heavy thud instantly startled everyone awake.

Are you guys pretending I don't exist?

Meng Shenji slammed his fist on the table and stood up in a fit of rage.

This is the teaching committee building of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy. If they were to fight here, it wouldn't just affect their own reputation.

This would affect the dignity of the empire!

The imperial majesty cannot be violated by anyone!
Hu Yanzhen, however, was not afraid at all and sneered, "Meng Shenji, I'm giving you face because you're the Education Commissioner. If I don't give you face, I'll send you to your grave!"

Just as the tense standoff was about to erupt, a soft, feminine voice suddenly drifted in from outside the door: "Salas, why did you summon me in such a hurry, yet skipped the proper greeting? Did you expect me to come in here myself, stepping over this place that smells like gunpowder?"

Before the words were even finished, an invisible layer of ice seemed to freeze in the air, adding another layer of chill to the already tense atmosphere.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Meng Shenji froze on the spot.

Because he knew that he could no longer participate in, or rather, was no longer qualified to get involved in, the upcoming negotiations.

(End of this chapter)