Douluo Continent: Azure Dragon Slays Evil, Qilin Suppresses the World

The referee's voice rang out in the deathly silent arena.

"The Shrek Seven Devils have lost their fighting ability, and Lord Mengzhang has won."

The scattered applause quickly turned into a deafening roar.

Xuan Qing ignored him and walked straight off the stage. Seeing this, Zi Ji left the private room and followed Xuan Qing.

Dugu Bo then went to find Dugu Yan.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath.

"Let's go and make contact with him; we must befriend this kind of person."

The three hurriedly left, chasing after each other outside the arena.

Xuan Qing walked out of the Great Soul Arena and onto the main street. The night in Soto City was very lively, with bright lights and throngs of pedestrians.

He had only taken a few steps when a hoarse, raspy voice rang out behind him: "Stop!"

Xuanqing turned around and saw a group of people walking over.

Leading the group was a guy in cloth shoes, dressed in black, with a zombie-like face and a buzz cut!

Behind him followed Flander, a bespectacled man with a long, narrow face, and Zhao Wuji, a short, stocky man.

The Shrek Seven Devils also arrived, all looking disheveled.

Yu Xiaogang walked up to Xuan Qing, adopted a superior demeanor, cleared his throat, and began his usual deceptive rhetoric.

"Young man, you have good talent, but your mentality is too poor. You humiliate your opponent after winning the game. This is not the mindset of a strong person."

"Although you won, you exposed many problems. Your fighting relied entirely on brute force, your skills were crude, your soul power was wasted, and you lacked any tactics."

"Without guidance, your talent will be wasted. What a pity, what a real pity."

He paused, then revealed a compassionate expression: "I, Yu Xiaogang, am known as a master. I have studied martial spirit theory for decades and teach without discrimination."

"If you become my disciple, I can guide you in your cultivation. With your talent and my theories, you will surely become a Title Douluo in the future."

He spoke with great confidence, believing that Xuanqing would definitely be moved.

After all, he was a master, and many people wanted to become his disciples, but he ignored them all.

Xuan Qing looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot for three seconds, then laughed, a very sarcastic laugh.

Then she started cursing at him, pointing her little finger and saying, "Guess what I'm doing?" and with her little mouth open, she said, "Birds sing and flowers bloom."

"Yu Xiaogang, you son of a bitch! You're a level 29 trash who broke through to fifty years old, where do you get the nerve to ask me to be your disciple?"

Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned ashen.

Xuanqing continued to unleash her full power.

"With my talent, if I join the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu will definitely personally take me as his disciple. It all depends on whether I agree or not."

"If I join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School or the Heaven Dou Empire, they'd be eager to send their princesses to my bed and tie me down through marriage."

"Who do you think you are? What makes you think you can take me as your disciple? Is it because you're old? Because you don't bathe? Because you plagiarized martial spirit theories? Or because you're a gigolo who lives off Bibi Dong?"

Xuanqing suddenly added something after remembering something.

"Oh, right, with your looks, it's no wonder Bibi Dong is blind to have fallen for someone like you."

These words were too harsh, every sentence pierced his heart. Yu Xiaogang was so angry that he trembled all over. He pointed at Xuan Qing and stammered "you you you" for a long time without being able to say a word.

Just then, Ning Fengzhi and his two companions arrived, along with Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan. With so many people, the scene became somewhat chaotic.

Their expressions were quite interesting when they heard Xuan Qing's last few words.

Ning Fengzhi tried his best to suppress his laughter, his face almost turning red.

Xue Qinghe and Dugu Yan turned around, their shoulders shaking.

Gu Rong and Dugu Bo put their arms around each other's shoulders and laughed so hard they were doubled over. The two weren't that close, but they just couldn't help it.

Xuanqing has such a sharp tongue.

Ning Fengzhi seized the opportunity to speak.

"Young friend, do you truly believe what you say? We'll join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School just because we send the little princess to your bed?"

"I really mean it. My daughter is right here, and I can grant your request right now. Rongrong, come here."

He's the type who'll take a chance, no matter what, just in case it works.

Ning Rongrong blushed instantly upon hearing this.

He walked over from the Shrek Seven Devils' group and stood next to Ning Fengzhi, though his movements were somewhat awkward.

She secretly glanced at Xuan Qing, and after thinking about it carefully, she realized that the spouse of a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School must be a powerful attack-type Soul Master.

Xuan Qing's talent, strength, and background are a perfect match, and it's even a case of me being too good for him.

The only downside is that she looks younger than him, but that's not a problem, it's actually an advantage. After all, "a woman three years older than her is a lucky charm."

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong lowered her head, her face flushed red, her small hands twisting the hem of her clothes, not daring to look at anyone.

Xuanqing put his arm around Ziji's shoulder, looked at Yu Xiaogang, and said in a rather amused tone.

"Did you hear that? This is my worth? You want to take me as your apprentice? You're not worthy!"

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tang San stepped forward and angrily retorted, "What do you know? My teacher's theory of martial souls is unparalleled! Innate soul power, martial souls, soul rings, soul bones—these things are utterly unimportant in the face of theory!"

This time, Xuan Qing was truly looking at him with eyes that said "idiot."

"If it's not important, then why doesn't he accept Soul Masters with innate level one Soul Power as disciples? Why doesn't he give you three ten-year Lone Bamboo Soul Rings?"

Yu Xiaogang retorted, "Those people are not talented enough; they can't understand what I'm saying!"

Xuanqing recalled a line from a game in his previous life and used it directly.

"Does choosing a disciple have to be based on talent? That's just a lazy way for a master to get things done quickly or to make a name for themselves through their disciple."

"Coincidentally, you are that kind of person."

"Only by nurturing a useless person into a genius can one become a true master."

"Whether or not one can learn it, only those who are generous in teaching are true teachers."

"And you are neither; you are just a pathetic wretch who wants to make a name for yourself by taking on disciples."

He pointed to the onlookers.

"Otherwise, with so many people here, why don't you take them as your apprentices? Why are you targeting me?"

"Isn't it because I'm stronger than your disciples? If you accept me, you can rightfully and completely solidify your title as a master."

"If I were the one defeated today, would you think highly of me? You hypocrite, you'd be lucky if you didn't call me an idiot behind my back, right?"

This made sense, and the onlookers started discussing and pointing fingers.

"This young master is right! Since he's a great corpse, why doesn't he turn trash into geniuses instead of focusing on those prodigies?"

"His spirit rings are one yellow, one purple, and one black. How many resources and how much effort did it take to cultivate that? Does it make a difference whether he teaches you or not?"

"Haven't you guys figured it out yet? He's a fraud! I still have his books here, and I regret buying them. They're full of nonsense, like 'There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters.' He's insulting himself twice!"

The crowd stirred. Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale. He wanted to retort, but he couldn't utter a word.

Xuan Qing stared at him, her voice remarkably calm.

"Now, touch your last shred of conscience as a human being and tell me."

"Are you thinking of tricking me into taking you in, so you can trick me into revealing the method for absorbing spirit rings beyond the limit, and then putting your name on it and sending it out?"

"Yes, or no?"