Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

Where would you ever again be able to so casually, even with a hint of "coquetry," twist someone's ribs like this?!

Something just doesn't look right!

For a moment, everyone's eyes were filled with complex emotions and shock.

Even the usually composed and refined Ning Fengzhi, the self-proclaimed knowledgeable Gu Rong, and the Dugu Bo who was watching the show with his arms crossed, couldn't hold back anymore, their mouths twitching wildly.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but turn his head slightly, looking at Xuan Hao with an extremely incredulous expression, his mind racing as if a million alpacas were stampeding through his veins.

You little brat... when exactly did you hook up with Liu Erlong, that notorious tigress?!

She's old enough to be your mother!

The tense atmosphere, which was originally on the verge of escalating into a life-or-death battle between titled Douluo, was completely ruined by Xuan Hao's unreasonable and disruptive behavior.

The suffocating pressure of soul power in the air vanished without a trace, replaced by an atmosphere of gossip and awkwardness so thick it was almost palpable.

Yu Yuanzhen's lips twitched violently twice. He stiffly turned his head and stared intently at his second brother, Yu Luomian, with an extremely complex and indescribable look.

As the sect leader, Yu Yuanzhen had always been too lazy to get involved in the affairs of his niece, Liu Erlong.

After all, she was Yu Luomian's biological daughter. Back then, when she and Yu Xiaogang had that scandalous family affair that violated human ethics, Yu Yuanzhen entrusted the entire matter to Yu Luomian, her father, to handle. He himself didn't want to ask a single question, feeling ashamed.

But today... what's going on?!

Yu Yuanzhen roared inwardly: How did you raise this daughter?! It was one thing for her to have taken a liking to her cousin back then, but how old is she now? A middle-aged woman in her forties, almost fifty, actually hooking up with a teenager, a mere child?! How come her tastes get more and more outrageous, more and more depraved each time?!

Facing his elder brother's gaze, which was full of questioning, shock, and even a hint of "disdain," Yu Luomian was completely dumbfounded. It was as if ten thousand bolts of purple lightning exploded in his mind at the same time, leaving him blank.

Although he controlled the family's intelligence network, he had indeed heard that Xuan Hao was very close to Liu Erlong's Blue Tyrant Academy in Tiandou City and had a fairly familiar relationship with him.

But in his mind, it was at most Xuan Hao, the little tyrant, collecting protection money, or the two of them having some kind of cooperation.

He never imagined that these two people... these two people who are two generations apart in age, and Liu Erlong could even be Xuan Hao's mother, could actually hook up in private?!

This guy isn't here to cause trouble; he's clearly brought back some random guy to annoy his father!

Chapter 228 A Small Man Has Strength

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In the main square, hundreds of people's eyes swept back and forth between Liu Erlong, Xuan Hao, and Yu Luomian, each with a strange thirst for knowledge in their eyes.

The atmosphere was so awkward and strange that even Yu Yuanzhen, the Thunder Douluo who had lived most of his life, felt embarrassed. This old-fashioned man, whose mind was solely focused on cultivation and family honor, couldn't stand the gossipy atmosphere of everyone watching a melodramatic family drama.

"Hmph! What a mess!"

Yu Yuanzhen coldly flicked his sleeve, too lazy to even exchange pleasantries. Without hesitation, he turned around, his figure transforming into a streak of blue lightning, and fled directly towards the main hall of the peak, leaving only a chilling voice echoing across the plaza:

"Second brother, you've created this mess, you have to deal with it yourself!"

With the sect leader gone, the mess left behind naturally fell entirely on the shoulders of Yu Luomian, his "father-in-law."

Yu Luomian stood there, his face turning a deep purplish-red under the mocking gazes of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Dugu Bo, and he was at a loss as to how to handle this ridiculous "family matter."

Fight? We can't beat that freakish kid.

Scold him? His daughter already hates him to the core and doesn't listen to him at all.

Finally, Yu Luomian could only take a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the frustration and shock in his heart, and squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying. He decided to temporarily ignore this strange ethical relationship and fulfill his duties as the second-in-command.

"Cough cough..."

Yu Luomian cleared his throat, cupped his hands towards Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, and said stiffly, "Sect Master Ning, Bone Douluo, and Senior Poison Douluo... since it's a misunderstanding, you have come from afar and are guests of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If you don't mind, please... come in and have a cup of tea."

As the main group was politely welcomed into the reception hall by Yu Luomian with a dark expression, Liu Erlong, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, grabbed Xuan Hao by the collar and forcibly dragged him into a secluded and deserted private room.

"boom!"

As soon as the cubicle door closed, Liu Erlong slammed Xuan Hao against the wall, her beautiful eyes blazing with fury as she gritted her teeth and demanded, "You little bastard, what were you yelling about outside? What the hell are you up to?!"

Xuan Hao leaned against the wall, his previously rosy complexion visibly turning pale. He coughed weakly twice and said feebly, "Erlong, could you be a little gentler? Just now, to forcefully withstand that old bastard Yu Luomian's full-force punch from his Martial Soul True Body, I completely drained all my vital energy. My bones are so brittle now; it will definitely take me ten days to half a month to recover..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong took a closer look and noticed that Xuan Hao's forehead was indeed covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and his breathing was far less long and steady than before. Knowing that he had truly exhausted his reserves and was not faking his pitifulness, Liu Erlong's anger immediately subsided by half, and she reluctantly let go of his hand and put him down.

Xuan Hao slid down the wall and sat down on a chair, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"You know what weakness is? Then what nonsense were you spouting in front of Yu Yuanzhen and hundreds of people?" Liu Erlong glared at him angrily.

"I'm just trying to save the day," Xuan Hao retorted matter-of-factly. "In that tense situation just now, Yu Yuanzhen and Dugu Bo were already in a bind. If I didn't just bring up some outlandish topic to divert everyone's attention, how could these face-saving people gracefully step down? Or do you really want to watch that old poisoner release the poison mist, causing the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to be wiped out and decimated?"

Liu Erlong was speechless for a moment. Although she hated Yu Luomian and had no sense of belonging to this family, she obviously couldn't bear to watch thousands of her clansmen be poisoned to death.

"But...but even if you want to save face, you can't joke about my innocence like that!" Liu Erlong stamped her feet anxiously. "After you shouted like that, now the whole sect, even Ning Fengzhi and the others, believe it! What am I supposed to do now?!"

"What's so difficult about it?" Xuan Hao raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile. "Is it something shameful to make me your mistress?"

"Are you out of your mind?!" Liu Erlong was exasperated. She pointed at herself, then at him, and said in a fit of exasperation, "How old am I? How old are you?! I'm already in my early forties! I'm old enough to be your mother, and you're talking to me about a little lover?!"

"How can this be called nonsense? It only proves that you, Erlong, are charming and capable!"

Xuan Hao spread his hands. "Think about it, who am I? In terms of talent, I reached level 70 at fifteen; in terms of strength, I can send an 88th-level Soul Douluo flying with a single punch; in terms of background, I'm on friendly terms with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Poison Douluo. For a peerless genius like me, who is the most outstanding in the entire continent, to willingly be your little lover, wouldn't that prove that you have the skills and ability to easily manipulate even a monster like me?"

"Stop trying to mislead me with your twisted logic!" Liu Erlong's temples throbbed with anger at his fallacious reasoning, and she couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to his logic. "No way, I'm going out right now to explain this to Ning Fengzhi and the others. At worst, I'll just tell them all the truths you were trying to save face!"

"Don't waste your energy." Xuan Hao shook his head. "You can't explain this at all. Gossip always gets worse the more you try to explain it. If you rush out to clarify things now, they'll just think you're trying to cover something up and that we're guilty."

Liu Erlong was even angrier, her chest heaving violently: "You bastard! You've made such a mess of things, how am I supposed to face the Soul Master world now?! What will people say behind my back? An old cow eating young grass?!"

"So what if we ate? What's the big deal?" Xuan Hao sighed helplessly. "This world is full of double standards. Those old men in their seventies and eighties, relying on their cultivation and power, marry a bunch of teenage girls with their arms around them, and who dares to say anything? Why should you be pointed at and gossiped about when you find a younger man? Besides..."

Xuan Hao's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he deliberately lowered his voice and teased, "Young men are full of vigor and energy."

"You have the strength?!"

Liu Erlong was so angry at his shameless remarks that she laughed. She looked Xuan Hao up and down, who was now pale-faced, slumped in his chair, and struggling to breathe, and mocked him mercilessly:

"Look at how weak you are now, drained of all your energy. You can barely stand, let alone twist your waist. Where do you get your strength? Is it just the strength you boast about?"

Faced with Liu Erlong's relentless mockery, Xuan Hao not only remained unperturbed, but instead leaned back in his chair with an air of nonchalance, spreading his hands:

"It's okay, I can lie down, you can move yourself."

Chapter 229 Who doesn't like an older sister?

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Hearing these shameless and lewd words, Liu Erlong, who already had a fiery temper, completely lost her composure. Her blush of shame and anger instantly spread to the roots of her neck.

"Xuanhao! I'm going to tear that lousy mouth of yours apart today!"

Enraged, Liu Erlong cursed under his breath and rushed forward, grabbing Xuan Hao's collar.

Xuan Hao, who was already weak from the depletion of his qi and blood, had no chance to resist. He felt dizzy and was unceremoniously pressed down onto the cold wooden floor by Liu Erlong with a slight force.

Liu Erlong straddled his waist, looking down at him with a sneer through gritted teeth, "Move yourself? You spineless coward who can't even stand up, I want to see what you're capable of doing in this half-dead state!"

Xuan Hao, who was pinned to the ground, showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, he sighed helplessly with an extremely innocent look in his eyes: "That depends on your skills and techniques, Erlong."

"You—! I think you're really tired of living!"

Liu Erlong was so enraged by his shameless and unyielding attitude that she completely lost her mind, her rationality vanishing instantly. She glared fiercely at Xuan Hao, then reached out and pinched his waist, intending to teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

However, just as Liu Erlong's hand reached down to Xuan Hao's waist, and their posture became extremely ambiguous!

"Squeak-"

The previously closed cubicle door was suddenly pushed open from the outside without warning.

Ning Rongrong and her group, who had discovered that Xuan Hao was missing and followed his scent all the way here, arrived just in time to find him outside the door.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was walking at the front, had just poked her head through the doorway when she saw this scene with perfect clarity:

In the dimly lit cubicle, Liu Erlong, the usually imposing "Horn of Slaughter," was riding wildly on the waist of the weakened Xuan Hao, and his hands were impatiently reaching down to the man's waist...

Zhu Zhuqing's clear, cold eyes widened instantly, and she froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

The next second, without thinking, she yanked the doorknob.

"boom!"

The door was slammed shut with a loud bang.

Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and the others who were about to follow her in were startled by the sudden sound of the door closing. They quickly came over and asked with puzzled expressions, "Zhu Qing, what's wrong? Is Xuan Hao inside? Why did you close the door?"

"I..." Zhu Zhuqing's face turned bright red, and she stammered for a long time, not knowing how to describe the scene she had just seen.

Seeing this, the hot-tempered Ning Rongrong simply pushed Zhu Zhuqing aside and forcefully pushed the door open again.

"Xuanhao, where did you run off to..."

Ning Rongrong's words came to an abrupt halt.

Inside the door, Liu Erlong was still in that wild pose, straddling Xuan Hao's waist with her hand reaching down to his waist. She was completely petrified, her mind going blank.

Outside the door, Na'er, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Zhu Zhuqing with a strange expression stood in a row.

A group of people, separated by a threshold, stared at each other.

A suffocating, deathly silence filled the air.

In this awkward atmosphere so contrived that you could practically dig a three-bedroom apartment out of your toes, Xuan Hao, lying on the ground, sighed and naturally raised his hand to gently pat Liu Erlong's thigh.

He looked at Liu Erlong, who was staring blankly, and said in a negotiating tone, with an extremely innocent expression, "Sister Erlong, no matter how anxious you are... in front of so many people, you can't just force yourself on me, can you?"

These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"It's not what you think!!!"

Liu Erlong let out a scream of utter despair, feeling utterly humiliated and indignant. She sprang up from Xuan Hao as if electrocuted, not daring to look at the strange, shocked, and even somewhat "caught in the act" gazes of Ning Rongrong and the others at the door. She transformed into a blur, smashing through the crowd and rushing out of the cubicle as if fleeing.

Watching Liu Erlong's retreating figure, the girls at the door suddenly snapped out of their daze.

"Xuanhao! You big pervert!"

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth in anger and quickly ran in with Xiao Wu and the others. They hurriedly helped Xuan Hao, who was lying on the ground, to his feet, their eyes full of scrutiny and reproach.

"Hey, that's enough, stop fooling around..."

Xuan Hao was being helped up by the group of women, and he waved his hands helplessly, panting weakly: "I'm so weak right now, even breathing and talking are difficult, so please don't bother me."

Ning Rongrong held his arm while staring suspiciously into his eyes, her beautiful eyes full of scrutiny: "Then tell me honestly, what you said in public just now... and what you said on the ground just now, was it true? You wouldn't really be with Dean Erlong..."

"I'm really impressed with you, don't you think?"