Ye Yu's words left Yang Wudi completely puzzled: "True Fragrance Principle? What do you mean?"
Ye Yu gave a faint smile: "You'll understand in a moment."
Ye Yu looked at Niu Gao and asked: "Elder Niu, is there more to eat?"
Niu Gao exclaimed: "You really have an enormous appetite, the kitchen is still cooking."
"Is there any roast goat?"
Ye Yu's question stunned Niu Gao and made Yang Wudi frown: "Kid, what do you mean?"
His nickname was Old Goat, and Ye Yu specifically asked to eat roast goat at this moment, clearly mocking him.
Ye Yu shook his head: "No meaning."
"Hmph, I see you are just making insinuations."
Ye Yu sighed helplessly: "If that's how you want to see it, then whatever, I'll just call you roast goat."
Yang Wudi's face darkened: "Call me Yang Wudi."
Ye Yu shook his head: "Call you Yang Wudi? You're not worthy."
Yang Wudi's face was sullen: "I'm not worthy? Below a Titled Douluo, I am invincible!"
Ye Yu looked down on him: "Who dares to call themselves invincible before me?"
Yang Wudi was furious: "How arrogant."
Tang San said: "Elder Yang, how about we make a bet?"
Yang Wudi was disdainful: "You don't even have the qualifications to bet with me."
Tang San provoked: "Are you afraid?"
Yang Wudi laughed: "Below the title rank, I dare call myself invincible, why would I be afraid?"
"Alright then, let's have a match. If I win, Elder, you must promise me one thing. If I lose, you can deal with me as you wish."
Yang Wudi found it laughable: "How foolish, fine, I'll compare with you. If I lose, not just one thing, anything is fine."
Yang Wudi glanced at Ye Yu, planning to teach both a lesson, and said: "Both of you can come at me together."
Tang San asked: "Are you sure?"
Yang Wudi laughed: "Fools, just two young ones, do you think I can't handle just one?"
Tang San nodded: "Alright."
Tang San stepped forward and said: "Tang San, seventeen years old, rank sixty-one Control Type War Soul Emperor."
Hearing this, Yang Wudi was startled, seventeen years old and rank sixty-one?
This was simply unbelievable, far more exceptional than Tang Hao back in the day.
"No wonder you're Tang Hao's son, but rank sixty-one is still far beneath me, even if you were rank eighty-one, you would still be no match for me."
Yang Wudi looked at Ye Yu and asked: "And you?"
Ye Yu said: "Seventeen years old, rank sixty-nine Support Type Soul Emperor."
Yang Wudi was even more shocked, rank sixty-nine?!!
Seventeen years old and already rank sixty-nine, this was absolutely astounding! What shocked him further was that he was a Support; how on earth had he cultivated.
After his shock, Yang Wudi understood: "No wonder you dare challenge me, control, attack, and support for boosting status, not bad, but the level gap still can't be closed. What's more, my combat power as Yang Wudi transcends levels, an eighty-nine rank Strong Attack Type Soul Douluo."
"Come! I won't go easy on you just because you're young; on the contrary, I'll take this seriously and defeat you in an extremely short time!"
Ye Yu wasn't very interested: "Xiao San, I won't participate."
Yang Wudi frowned: "Not participating? Looking down on me, Yang Wudi? Even the two of you together are no match for me, let alone just one."
Ye Yu sighed lightly: "Your chances to win would be greater if just one of us comes at you, are you that eager for me to join?"
"Hmph, even if both of you join, I will still win, feel free to attack together."
Niu Gao, Titan, and Bai He at the side did not remind Yang Wudi. In fact, they hoped Yang Wudi would lose, so they naturally wouldn't tell him who Ye Yu was.
Ye Yu nodded: "Alright, I'll satisfy your request, but I won't fight, Xiao San, it's up to you, I'll support you from behind."
Tang San nodded: "Okay."
Yang Wudi laughed: "As a support, isn't your role to stay behind and rely on others to win? Still thinking of getting involved? Ridiculous."
Yang Wudi was a bit disappointed, planning to end this quickly, his Martial Soul appeared, an Artifact Martial Soul, a black spear.
The spear's shaft was eight feet long, its tip four feet, and yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, the eight best soul rings swirled around the spear, radiating a brilliant glow.
Tang San released his Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass radiant blue, six soul rings rhythmically around him, yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black.
Yang Wudi was surprised, starting from the fourth soul ring they were all Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings.
"Indeed, more exceptional than Tang Hao in his youth. But why isn't your Martial Soul Vast Heaven Hammer?"
"With Brother Yu supporting me, I don't need the Vast Heaven Hammer."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi grew even more furious, laughing in anger: "Fine, fine, fine, it looks like you need to witness my might!"
The constant boasting in front of him infuriated Yang Wudi.
Tang San's Eight-Spider Spear emerged from his back, astonishing Yang Wudi; it was an External Soul Bone.
Tang San prepared fully, while Ye Yu from behind released his Martial Soul, Nine Spirits Black Begonia, augmenting Tang San's attributes.
Tang San knew Ye Yu was the continent's number one Support Soul Master now, feeling the massive enhancements to speed, strength, all attributes, he felt his powers surge.
Full strength made him confident, but with Ye Yu's enhancement, Tang San felt certain of victory.
At this moment, Yang Wudi was stunned, eyes wide, staring dumbfounded at Ye Yu behind him.
"This soul ring configuration… impossible?!"
Yang Wudi thought he was seeing things, but it was indeed black, black, black, red, red, red.
"Who is he? Why does he have such a soul ring configuration? Is it a deception?"
He couldn't believe it was true, starting from Ten-Thousand-Year, three one hundred thousand-year, how could such a configuration appear.
Feeling Tang San's power surge, he realized this wasn't an illusion.
Tang San activated his Slaying God Domain, causing Yang Wudi's strength to diminish. Yang Wudi was momentarily stunned: "Slaying God Domain, at seventeen you already possess it."
Yang Wudi's face grew serious, believing Ye Yu and Tang San's words weren't foolish after all.
"Far beyond my expectations, no wonder they're confident, but I must still win, so…"
Whoosh!
Yang Wudi exploded with his full power, the sixth soul ring on his Soul-Breaking Spear emitted a black glow, and in an instant, the Soul-Breaking Spear merged into Yang Wudi's body, his momentum soaring, unleashing an impossibly sharp aura, transforming into a black light circumventing Tang San, and flashing towards Ye Yu.
This was his Sixth Soul Skill, Unity of Man and Spear, incredible speed, immense power, single-target focused attack, penetrative of all.
Flashing to Tang San's back, Yang Wudi simultaneously guarded against Tang San, knowing he would try to block him. However, Yang Wudi was a bit stunned because even though Tang San reacted, he did nothing.
This puzzled him: "Did he give up?"
Not thinking further, Yang Wudi stared sharply at Ye Yu: "Your reliance to win is your teamwork, but if I defeat your support, you'll surely lose!"
In the next second, Yang Wudi was almost upon Ye Yu, Tang San still hadn't moved, and Ye Yu stood in place.
"Haven't reacted yet? After all, as support, it's impossible for you to respond quickly. Although you have terrifying talent, you're still too naive, so careless. As control, you should guard your support, and as support, you should depend not only on your team for protection but also on yourself and the terrain for opportunities to protect, truly disappointing."
As Yang Wudi thrust forward, Ye Yu's right fist suddenly blasted out, right arm transforming into a Dragon Arm.
This punch was so fast, Yang Wudi couldn't even react.
Boom!!
With a loud explosion, Yang Wudi's scream was drowned out as he flew back, crashing down a hundred meters away on the ground with a thud.
In contrast, Ye Yu stood in place unmoved.
"How is this possible?!!"
Yang Wudi was stunned, looking at Ye Yu in the distance.
Ye Yu sighed lightly: "I already said I didn't want to take action, yet you foolishly insisted on coming over, so I had no choice but to act."