Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 175, we are of one mind, this matter has nothing to do with the Heaven-Mending Pavilion!

Diamond Mammoth, the inherited martial spirit of the Elephant Armor Sect.

This martial spirit has extremely strong defense, even comparable to the plate-armored giant rhinoceros of the Yu clan, and its attack power is far superior.

A flash of black light, and the already extremely tall Hu Yanzhen instantly transformed into a giant diamond mammoth that was tens of meters long.

"Wake it up for me!"

With a roar, Hu Yanzhen, empowered by his martial spirit, actually managed to slowly stand up under Ye Ling's control of ten times the gravity.

"You've thought of that? I'll grant your wish!"

Ye Ling sneered and slightly raised the hand that was originally clenched towards Hu Yanzhen.

Amidst the horrified gazes of everyone present.

Having already unleashed his Martial Soul True Form, Hu Yanzhen was lifted off the ground without any resistance, much like a helpless little girl.

The enormous diamond mammoth's limbs thrashed about in the air, looking utterly comical.

"The four lower sects can't even muster a single Title Douluo. How dare you speak so loudly in front of me?"

"Who gave you the courage? Liang... the Spirit Hall?"

Ye Ling almost choked on his words.

Hu Yanzhen did not speak, or rather, he could not express what he wanted to say.

Every part of his body was being squeezed by immense pressure, and even his bones were making a slight sound under this pressure.

No one expected that the strongest among the four lower sects, Tianxiang Huyanzhen, with a soul power level of 87, would be so easily defeated by Ye Ling.

Gu Rong, who was standing next to Ning Fengzhi, was also a defensive-type Soul Master, and he knew Hu Yanzhen's defense all too well.

Ye Ling and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of absurdity in each other's eyes as Ye Ling managed to manipulate Hu Yanzhen without using any soul rings or soul skills.

How old is Ye Ling?
They also seemed never to have seen through Ye Ling's true strength.

"Ye Ling, what do you want to do!"

Hu Liena stepped forward and shouted sternly.

"Who do you think you are, daring to address me by my name?"

Ye Ling glanced back at Hu Liena, his dark golden pupils suddenly surging with spiritual power.

Hu Liena let out a muffled groan, as if her head had been struck by a hammer, and her body slumped to the ground unconscious.

Ye Ling's strength has far exceeded everyone's expectations, and he also has Leng Yulai, who is at level 98, behind him.

"Please, Young Master Ye, calm your fury."

Ling Yuan had no choice but to step forward, cup her hands, and say.

While Ling Yuan was speaking, Ghost Douluo helped Hu Liena, who had fallen to the ground, to her feet.

"Sect Leader Huyan simply misspoke for a moment."

"The Fire Leopard Sect incident has nothing to do with the Heaven-Mending Pavilion. The Heaven-Mending Pavilion is also a victim, and our Spirit Hall can prove this to the Heaven-Mending Pavilion."

What can Ling Yuan do?
If we don't say that, what if the so-called level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell of the Butian Pavilion is stolen again one day?
Moreover, there is a level 98 Title Douluo on the other side. Can she and Chrysanthemum Ghost, three Title Douluos, provoke them?
As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, if they don't help the Heaven-Mending Pavilion fight them, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will have a conscience.

"Yeah."

Ning Fengzhi, who was standing to the side, immediately chimed in.

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can also testify that the Heaven-Mending Pavilion is clearly a victim!"

"Not only did they lose the most precious treasure in the pavilion, but they were also framed in a premeditated manner as the murderers who destroyed the Fire Leopard Clan."

A mocking smile appeared in Ye Ling's eyes.

Although he had achieved his goals, he still found the scene before him extremely ridiculous and laughable.

The saying that "after entering the pass, great Confucian scholars will come to debate the classics for me" probably refers to the current situation.

"Sect Leader Huyan, did you hear me clearly?"

Ye Ling looked at Hu Yanzhen, who was almost squeezed and deformed, and asked.

Hu Yanzhen couldn't speak, he could only move his head slightly.

"Although I don't know why the Fire Leopard Sect was targeted, it's probably because they're not smart enough."

"I think Sect Leader Huyan should try to be a smarter person in the future."

Ye Ling smiled and then released his loose grip on her hand.

boom!
With a muffled thud, Hu Yanzhen, under his Martial Soul True Body, landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Huff!" Hu Yanzhen looked at Ye Ling with a horrified expression, panting heavily.

He really felt like he was about to die just now!

"Gentlemen, if there's nothing else, shall we head back to Heaven Dou City?"

Ye Ling looked around and, seeing that no one spoke, nodded slightly to Leng Yulai.

A silver light flashed in Leng Yulai's palm, and then the group of people disappeared from the spot again.

Tian Dou City, Butian Pavilion.

A silver halo flashed, and the group returned to the reception room.

"You have all seen clearly what has happened today."

Ye Ling stood up and looked at everyone.

"If any rumors spread in the future that the Fire Leopard Clan's annihilation was related to my Heaven-Mending Pavilion, I will not stand for it."

"Young Master Ye, rest assured."

Ning Fengzhi immediately patted his chest and assured him.

"We will also report this matter to His Holiness the Pope, and launch a continent-wide manhunt for the Holy Spirit Cult, an organization of fallen people."

Looking into Ye Ling's dark golden pupils, Ling Yuan had no choice but to stand up and express her opinion.

The two Douluo accompanying them, Chrysanthemum and Demon, acted like mere passersby throughout, rarely offering any opinions.

What about the lower four sects?

Seeing that Hu Yanzhen remained silent, Ye Ling immediately asked.

"I……"

Hu Yanzhen gritted his teeth, perhaps still somewhat unconvinced.

But seeing the gloomy look in Ye Ling's dark golden eyes, he shuddered.

It can only be said that he hasn't been beaten enough.

Look at the two Douluo next door, Chrysanthemum and Ghost. After being taught a lesson by Poison Undying twice, they are now as docile as kittens in the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

"We, the four lower sects, have no objection either. The annihilation of the Fire Leopard Clan should have nothing to do with the Heaven-Mending Pavilion."

After a long silence, Hu Yanzhen finally spoke, somewhat reluctantly.

"Very good. I thank you all for handling this matter impartially and clearing the name of the Butian Pavilion and the Min Clan."

Only then did a satisfied expression appear on Ye Ling's face.

"In a while, it will be the day when my Butian Chamber of Commerce holds an auction, where you will not only have the level 9 fixed-equipment soul-guided cannon shells that you all want."

"There are also pills to enhance innate soul power, lifespan, and break through bottlenecks, as well as soul bones of various ages and multi-purpose soul tools."

"I hope you will all grace us with your presence at that time."

Finally, Ye Ling didn't forget to give a shout-out to his family's auction house.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, everyone bid farewell to Ye Ling and left the Butian Pavilion.

"Uncle Gu, go check on Rongrong."

Ning Fengzhi, who had just stepped out of the Butian Pavilion, suddenly sighed and said to Gu Rong.

"Okay, that's perfect, I've been missing our little princess too."

Gu Rong would certainly not object to Ning Fengzhi's suggestion.

Inside the Royal Soul Master Academy of the Heaven Dou Empire, the Shrek Seven Devils, excluding Xiao Wu, were sitting around in an open space.

"I have received definite information that the Spirit Hall will offer three spirit bones as rewards for this Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament."

The master stared intently at the six people in front of him and dropped another bombshell.

"Furthermore, this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Tournament has separated the individual competition, and the age limit has been extended to thirty years old."

"As for the reward, it is a soul bone that is 100,000 years old!"

　Every Friday brings a bunch of negative reviews, but I personally don't care.

　　But the insults were really too harsh.

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(End of this chapter)