Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Time goes back a few minutes.

The moment Huo Yuhao's martial soul, along with his spirit rings, suddenly appeared, the entire Star Luo Soul Master Competition arena fell into a deathly silence. The next second, a deafening uproar erupted!

"A Soul King! A genuine Soul King!"

"This kid's only a teenager, right? A Soul King in his teens?!"

"Look at those spirit rings! The first spirit ring is a white ten-year ring, and the next four are all black ten-thousand-year rings! Is this a configuration that any human could possess?!"

A chorus of gasps rose and fell, countless gazes fixed on Huo Yuhao, filled with disbelief and shock.

Standing in the center of the arena, Dai Hao's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart pounded wildly.

So what if he's a Soul King? He's just a greenhorn who hasn't even grown up yet!
Looking at the bizarre soul ring ratio, he felt no fear whatsoever; instead, he became even more determined to bring Huo Yuhao back to the White Tiger Clan.

How could the mental power of a Title Douluo be controlled by a mere Soul King? It's an absolute joke!
But now, Dai Hao felt as if his face had been slapped hard and swelling, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He was covered in cold sweat, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, staring intently at the smiling Huo Yuhao in front of him. His clothes were already soaked with cold sweat and clung stickily to his body.

Just now, the instant Huo Yuhao's soul skill landed, he felt as if all his independent consciousness had been taken away.

Huo Yuhao asked him if he loved Huo Yun'er.

He instinctively wanted to blurt out "love," but what came out of his throat was the cold, piercing "don't love."

Huo Yuhao then asked if he already knew about Huo Yun'er's pregnancy.

He tried desperately to explain that it was Lady White Tiger who deliberately concealed the truth, and that he had been kept in the dark.

But the uncontrollable voice clearly echoed throughout the entire arena: "I know, it was one night, my confidant told me."

Every word was like a hammer, slamming hard against the "benevolent father" mask he had painstakingly cultivated.

Dai Hao panicked. He staggered back a step, his eyes filled with terror, as if he had seen some kind of demon or monster.

"What's wrong, Father?" Huo Yuhao noticed his hesitation and immediately stepped forward, pressing closer with each step. His smile grew even brighter, but his eyes gleamed with a vengeful pleasure. "Are you trying to back down?"

The spectators around the arena were now looking at Dai Hao with particularly interesting expressions.

There was mockery, disdain, amusement at the spectacle, and a chilling sense of utter disappointment in the White Tiger Duke.

Dai Hao felt extremely uncomfortable under those gazes. He suddenly turned to look at Du Busi beside him, as if grasping at a last straw, his voice trembling with tears: "Senior Du Busi! Are you sure... he didn't use a soul skill to bewitch me?!"

Du Bu Si tilted his head and glanced down at him, his disdain almost overflowing.

He chuckled, his voice booming and echoing throughout the entire arena: "I, an old man of the Limit Douluo, am just standing here watching. What problem do you think there could be?"

"You can't control yourself, so you accuse others of using bewitching magic? Are you even capable of that, little kitty?"

Dai Hao was speechless after being confronted with the words "poison cannot kill," and his face turned pale and then red.

He then realized that trying to argue was futile.

He could only steel himself and look at Huo Yuhao, who was pressing closer, his tone almost pleading: "Yuhao! I, as your father, truly love you! You have to believe me!" "Alright." Huo Yuhao replied with a smile, his tone light as if he were talking about a trivial matter, "Then I'll ask one last question."

If your answer satisfies me, I will go back to the White Tiger Clan with you.

If you're not satisfied... I hope Duke White Tiger will remember to keep your promise.

"Okay! Okay!" Dai Hao nodded hurriedly, as if he had grasped a lifeline.

With so many viewers watching, if he can stay calm and get through this final hurdle, he can bring Huo Yuhao back to the White Tiger Clan! Then, everything can still be salvaged!

Dai Hao took a deep breath, pushed his Title Douluo mental power to its limit, and guarded his sea of ​​consciousness, determined to lie against his conscience.

But Huo Yuhao's next words made his heart sink to the bottom.

“Dai Hao,” Huo Yuhao’s voice suddenly turned cold, his eyes sharp as knives, “You came to me this time not to reunite with your family, right? Also, what is your opinion of my mother, Huo Yun’er? Please answer honestly.”

The moment the words fell, Huo Yuhao's mental power surged out like a tidal wave, with the power of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm quietly assisting, and invisible mental ripples enveloped Dai Hao.

So what if he's a Title Douluo? Anyone whose mental strength is inferior to his will inevitably reveal a weakness!
Moreover, Dai Hao was already on the verge of collapse, his spirits were stretched thin.

The first two questions were just smokescreens; this third question was the real killer move!
Jin Tianming stood to the side, arms crossed, watching this scene quietly.

Hearing Huo Yuhao's question and feeling the overwhelming spiritual power, he nodded in satisfaction.

This is the true subordinate he acknowledges! He's meticulous and ruthless, far superior to that single-minded guy, Xiao Hongchen!
Jin Tianming couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xiao Hongchen beside him.

Xiao Hongchen noticed his elder brother's gaze and approached him with a blank expression: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Jin Tianming looked him up and down, shook his head, and mercilessly retorted, "You look so stupid!"

Laughing at the World: "???"

What did I do to deserve this?!
In the center of the arena, Dai Hao gritted his teeth, desperately trying to answer against his will.

He wanted to shout, "I am truly acknowledging my kinship," and to express, "My feelings for Huo Yun'er are deep and profound."

But the moment he opened his mouth, the sky fell.

The uncontrollable sound resounded clearly in everyone's ears:

"I want to take you back, not to acknowledge our kinship! I just don't want the White Tiger Duke's lineage to die out! Your talent is just too good. I want to bring you back to inherit the White Tiger family and use you to secure my position in the family! As for the White Tiger Martial Soul... I'll just find a woman from a collateral branch to have a child with you!"

"As for your mother..." Dai Hao's voice was full of undisguised contempt and disdain, "Women are like clothes, they can be changed at any time! For a lowly maid like her to bear my child is the greatest honor for her!"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

You can hear the needle drop.

The audience's gaze toward Dai Hao had changed from initial disdain to utter disgust.

Everyone knows a little about the sordid affairs among nobles, but no one has ever spoken of such harsh words as "exploitation," "plaything," and "honor" with such righteous indignation as Dai Hao!
Unspoken rules are unspoken rules; the moment they are brought into the open, their nature changes completely!
...(End of chapter)