**Chapter 163: One Hundred Moves? Is Gu Worthy of It?**
With lingering reluctance, Yu Yuanzhen and the three elders swiftly returned to Tiandou Imperial City by carriage. However, instead of heading straight back to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan, they made a detour to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi, the current leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, along with Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo, were surprised by Yu Yuanzhen's return visit.
Hadn't they made their stance clear? They wanted no part in any plan to kill Demon Suppression Douluo. Was Thunder Douluo unable to comprehend their message?
Although Ning Fengzhi didn't voice his thoughts directly, the slight furrow in his brow betrayed his impatience.
Yu Yuanzhen feigned ignorance, striding straight to Bone Douluo. After a brief pause, he asked seriously, "Bone Douluo, have you already fought against Demon Suppression Douluo?"
Bone Douluo nodded without hesitation. "Yes, I have."
Yu Yuanzhen's heart tightened. His expression turned grave as he pressed further. "And… how many moves did it take for him to defeat you?"
Bone Douluo didn't immediately answer. Instead, he calmly raised a single finger.
"One hundred moves?" Yu Yuanzhen exhaled softly, relief washing over him.
So, they overestimated him.
If Demon Suppression Douluo needed a hundred moves to defeat Bone Douluo, then he wasn't invincible. Yu Yuanzhen was confident he could best Bone Douluo in twenty moves – a hundred sounded almost reassuring.
However, Bone Douluo shook his head with a faint, bitter smile. "One hundred moves? Is Gu worthy of that?"
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes narrowed. "Not a hundred… could it be ten?"
His breath caught in his throat. Defeating Bone Douluo in ten moves was alarming. Yu Yuanzhen had confidence in himself but doubted he could achieve such a feat.
Yet, before he could process this, Bone Douluo shook his head again. The bitterness on his face deepened.
Yu Yuanzhen's mind raced to a seemingly absurd conclusion. Could it have been… one move?
Impossible!
Was Demon Suppression Douluo a Super Douluo at level 96 or higher? Even then, defeating Bone Douluo in one strike seemed far-fetched.
Could Zhao Ling already be at level 98… or even 99?
Yu Yuanzhen shook his head in disbelief. "No. Absolutely not. That's impossible."
How could Demon Suppression Douluo possess such overwhelming strength?
Bone Douluo must be exaggerating.
Seeing Yu Yuanzhen's stunned disbelief, Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo exchanged glances, shaking their heads.
Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, gently placing his hand on Yu Yuanzhen's shoulder. "Yu Yuanzhen," Ning Fengzhi began, his tone earnest, "I won't speak lightly, but I assure you – Demon Suppression Douluo is far more terrifying than you imagine."
"Even if you refuse to reconcile, heed my advice – do not provoke him. You cannot afford to."
Yu Yuanzhen swayed, nearly collapsing to the ground. The first and second elders hurriedly steadied him.
He didn't remember leaving the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Nor did he recall the journey back to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.
He only remembered the hollow emptiness inside him.
The three elders, too, were shaken by Bone Douluo's words.
Though they harbored some skepticism, they understood one thing: Titled Douluo did not tarnish their reputations lightly.
If Zhao Ling didn't possess the strength to defeat Bone Douluo in one move, Bone Douluo would never have admitted such a thing.
They couldn't help but feel relieved that the Haotian Sect's leader had anticipated the danger.
Had they acted rashly, bringing three or four Titled Douluo to eliminate Zhao Ling, there was a good chance none of them would return alive.
Even if the Haotian Sect lost all its Titled Douluo, they still had Tang Xiao and Tang Hao – two prodigies destined to become future pillars of the sect.
But the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan was not as fortunate.
Their most talented heir, Yu Xiaolong, had become a fool. Yu Xiaogang, the second son, was considered a disappointment with cultivation inferior to even some branch family members.
If Yu Yuanzhen were to die, the clan's future would dim for the next forty to fifty years unless the next generation miraculously produced a prodigy.
For now, their best course was patience – to wait until the three sects were certain they could eliminate Zhao Ling before making a move.
Upon returning to the clan, Yu Yuanzhen's disheartened demeanor caught the attention of his brother, Yu Luomian.
Curious, Yu Luomian pulled the third elder aside. "Brother, what happened? Why does he look like that? Don't tell me the Haotian Sect is also bending the knee to that Zhao guy, like the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?"
The third elder sighed heavily. "No… it's not that simple. Zhao Ling's strength far surpasses our expectations."
"Bone Douluo said Zhao Ling defeated him in one move. Someone like that… we can't afford to provoke."
"What?" Yu Luomian gasped. "One move? You're telling me Zhao Ling defeated Bone Douluo instantly?"
Though his brother was a stronger Titled Douluo, Bone Douluo was still a renowned figure. The idea that Zhao Ling could dispatch him in a single strike was mind-boggling.
Avenging his nephews won't be so simple.
Yu Luomian let out a long sigh. But as his frustration simmered, his expression twisted with anger. "This all comes back to that failure, Yu Xiaogang. Of all people, why did he have to offend a monster like Zhao Ling?
"First, he got Xiaolong turned into a fool. Now, is he trying to bring ruin to the whole clan?"
The third elder nodded grimly. "Exactly. If he weren't the patriarch's son, he'd have been cast out long ago.
"Being the second young master means nothing if you're just a magnet for trouble."
As their complaints grew louder, Yu Yuanzhen's sharp gaze cut across the room.
His icy stare silenced them in an instant.
Neither dared utter another word.
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