At this moment, the expressions of the guests were varied.
Judging by the recent battle, this "White Horse with Silver Spear" contestant seemed to possess combat power at the Soul King level, despite only having Soul Elder-level spirit power. It was quite extraordinary.
Dugu Bo smiled and said, "Congratulations, Brother Yang. Your grandson has impressive strength."
Ning Fengzhi, who was beside him, also chimed in, "Congratulations, Clan Leader Yang. Your grandson is formidable. The Breaking Clan will certainly continue to thrive."
Meanwhile, Hu Yanzhen's face was dark, and the expressions of the Spirit Hall members weren't much better.
Xue Qinghe, on the other hand, was calculating in his mind, wondering how long it would take him to defeat Yang Podi if they ever faced off.
After Yang Podi left the arena, he accompanied his parents to the office where they had previously met.
The manager, Jackson, seemed very pleased, saying, "Congratulations to Mr. Yang on the victory. I didn't expect such strong power at such a young age."
Yang Zhentian spoke up, "Mr. Jackson, you're too kind. He's still a child and has much to learn. Please be understanding."
Jackson, apparently acquainted with Yang Zhentian, replied, "Mr. Yang, I'm truly grateful to your son. This match achieved the highest viewership and betting records in recent years. I hope we can collaborate again."
With that, Jackson handed six Golden Soul Coin cards to Yang Podi. It appeared Yang Podi had bet on himself and, with the odds, had won nearly 30 million Golden Soul Coins, possibly more than the wealth of the entire Breaking Clan. Jackson handed him six cards worth 5 million coins each, representing his winnings and a bonus.
Even for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, this was a considerable sum. Judging by Jackson's joy, the Heaven Dou Battle Arena likely profited handsomely this time.
After collecting the Golden Soul Coin cards, Yang Podi left with his parents.
Next, Yang Podi and his parents went to a private room where three others awaited: his grandfather Yang Wudi, his maternal grandfather Niu Gao, and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo. Judging by their expressions, they were quite pleased.
"Good job today, Podi. You've done our Breaking Clan proud."
Niu Gao quickly added, "Podi, you really did well today. You didn't see the look on Hu Yanzhen's face; it was priceless!"
Yang Podi thought to himself that, on the whole Douluo Continent, the strongest defenses were from the Diamond Mammoth and Armored Giant Rhino. No wonder his grandfather Niu Gao was pleased; he probably enjoyed showing Hu Yanzhen up.
Meanwhile, Dugu Bo quietly enjoyed the scene, wondering if he should educate this "demon" his granddaughter had spoken of, to give her some satisfaction...
After some discussion, Yang Podi returned to Heaven Dou Royal Academy with his parents and teammates.
Once back in his dorm, his mother Niu Jinfeng couldn't help but ask, "Son, how do you know that Jackson? In the future, don't associate with people like him just for some Golden Soul Coins."
Curious, Yang Podi asked, "Dad, Mom, how do you know Jackson?"
Yang Zhentian replied, "Podi, our Breaking Clan is well-known for our expertise in medicine. There are many fights in the Battle Arena, and people frequently get injured. They're one of our major clients, so we've met him a few times."
He continued, "By the way, how many Golden Soul Coins did he give you? Was it your payment for participating in this fight?"
Yang Podi grew wary upon hearing this, saying, "Dad, it's not that much. I just bet a little on myself in recent matches."
"Our Breaking Clan has accumulated a decent amount of assets over the years. Don't worry about earning money this way; just ask us if you need any."
His mother, Niu Jinfeng, was curious, asking, "Son, those cards seemed like a significant amount. How much did he give you this time?"
Podi hesitated, but then replied, "Mom, it's not that much, just a little."
Knowing her son well, Niu Jinfeng grew serious. "Be honest—how much did he give you?"
Realizing he couldn't avoid the truth, Yang Podi finally admitted, "Mom, really, it's only about 30 million."
Niu Jinfeng, sipping tea, nodded. "Not bad, just 30 million."
Then she suddenly shrieked, "What? 30 million? Explain, how did you get so much money?"
Seeing his parents' intense stares, Yang Podi understood that he needed to explain clearly to avoid any "educational moments." Helplessly, he recounted everything about his betting.
After some "friendly" negotiations, both his parents took 10 million Golden Soul Coins each for "safekeeping" and left cheerfully, leaving Yang Podi nearly in tears.
Back at his residence, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe reflected on the fight. "Sheqi, what do you think of Yang Podi's strength?"
Snake Spear Douluo looked slightly embarrassed. "Young Master, I didn't expect Yang Podi to be so formidable. He probably has Soul King-level combat strength."
Xue Qinghe asked, "What technique did he use in the arena? What was that energy from his Breaking Spear?"
Snake Spear Douluo replied, "Your Highness, that was spear light—a technique usually mastered only by Soul Sages proficient in spear use, or even more advanced."
Curious, Xue Qinghe continued, "How do you think his strength compares to mine?"
"Of course, you're stronger, Your Highness. Your martial spirit and soul power outclass him."
After contemplating for a while, Xue Qinghe instructed, "Keep tracking Yang Podi's movements and report to me."
Meanwhile, on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's carriage, Ning Fengzhi asked Sword Douluo, "Uncle Jian, I didn't expect Yang Podi to be so strong; he won with just one soul skill."
Sword Douluo didn't respond immediately, thinking for a while before saying, "Fengzhi, Yang Podi is likely much stronger than what we saw today. He used only one soul skill, and he didn't even need it to win."
He continued, "Also, I sensed sword intent from his Breaking Spear. He might even be skilled with a sword."
Ning Fengzhi was taken aback. "Uncle Jian, how could that be?"
"Nothing is impossible. The blade of his Breaking Spear is four feet long, which can be used as a sword. Besides, he wasn't even injured during the fight, suggesting he's much stronger than he appeared."
After a moment's thought, Ning Fengzhi remarked, "It seems we can't underestimate the Breaking Clan. It's a pity they can't be brought to our side."
As he pondered, he glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was playing beside him. "Rongrong, how about I take you to Heaven Dou Royal Academy more often to meet that young man from today's battle?"
Before Ning Rongrong could respond, Sword Douluo's face darkened. "Fengzhi, I don't support this idea."
"Uncle Jian, you're overthinking it. It's just to foster some communication, at the very least to avoid hostility."
Ning Rongrong also chimed in, "Dad, don't worry. Next time I go to Heaven Dou Royal Academy, I'll make sure to meet them."