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"You said the Seven-Colored Giant Python is highly venomous, but what's your proof? Have you personally witnessed it poison someone to death?"
The cultured man questioned, fanning himself continuously with his folding fan, as if trying to enhance his presence with the action.
"Of course, I have!"
The big man yelled angrily.
"I had a brother who was hunting in the forest when he encountered a Seven-Colored Giant Python. He just accidentally scraped his skin on one of its scales, and he immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to move. By the time we carried him back, he was already dead!"
The big man's face turned red as he loudly recounted his experience, as if that would prove his point was correct.
"Haha, that's just your side of the story! Who knows if what you're saying is true or false? The Poison Mandra has historical records; many ancient texts mention its potent toxicity, enough to destroy a town!"
The cultured man was not to be outdone. He used ancient records, attempting to overpower the big man with knowledge.
"Ancient records? Can those things be trusted? Maybe they were all made up by ancient people! How could what I saw with my own eyes be false?"
The big man widened his eyes, showing disdain for the cultured man's statement.
The two argued for a few more sentences, neither able to convince the other, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
Just then.
Dugu Bo lightly coughed, then slowly walked into the middle of the crowd.
"Both of you, stop arguing."
Dugu Bo's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.
Everyone's gaze turned towards him. They saw an old man with a stern face and deep eyes, yet with a head full of green hair, exuding a mysterious aura, which made them feel a hint of curiosity towards him.
"Who are you? Why do you tell us to stop arguing? Do you understand poisons?"
The big man looked at Dugu Bo, full of defiance.
Dugu Bo smiled faintly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He said indifferently:
"Who I am is not important; what's important is that I understand poisons far better than you."
"Oh, quite the big talk! Then tell us, which is more venomous, this Seven-Colored Giant Python or the Poison Mandra?"
The cultured man also looked at Dugu Bo provocatively. He didn't believe this old man who suddenly appeared could have any profound insights.
Dugu Bo said unhurriedly:
"Both the Seven-Colored Giant Python and the Poison Mandra are highly venomous, but their toxic characteristics and modes of action are completely different and cannot be simply compared."
"Hmph, that's as good as saying nothing! Aren't you just trying to fob us off?"
The big man grumbled discontentedly.
Dugu Bo ignored the big man's complaint and continued:
"The Seven-Colored Giant Python's venom is primarily a neurotoxin. It can quickly attack the human nervous system, leading to symptoms like full-body paralysis and difficulty breathing. Indeed, as you said, once bitten, the consequences are unimaginable. However, precisely because this toxin acts relatively quickly and is easier to detect, as long as measures are taken promptly after being scratched by the Seven-Colored Giant Python's scales or bitten, there is still a certain chance of treatment."
Everyone listened and nodded, feeling that Dugu Bo made some sense.
Although the big man was still somewhat unconvinced, he didn't retort again.
Then, Dugu Bo turned to the cultured man and said in a soft tone:
"As for the Poison Mandra's toxin, it is a chronic poison. It can spread through air, water, and other channels, and after entering the human body, it gradually erodes various organs, causing people to be poisoned unknowingly. This toxin has a longer incubation period, and initial symptoms may not be obvious, making it easy to overlook. By the time it's discovered, the poisoning is often very deep, making treatment extremely difficult. Therefore, to some extent, the Poison Mandra's toxicity might be even more dangerous."
Upon hearing this, the cultured man's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Dugu Bo to be so knowledgeable about the Poison Mandra's toxicity; his own words just now seemed rather superficial in front of him.
"However…"
Dugu Bo changed the subject. He distorted his neck, smoothed his flowing green hair, and said:
"When it comes to the most potent poison, neither the Seven-Colored Giant Python nor the Poison Mandra even rank."
"What? There's something even more formidable than these two venomous beasts?"
Everyone's eyes widened in surprise. They had originally thought the Seven-Colored Giant Python and the Poison Mandra were already extremely formidable poisons, but they hadn't expected Dugu Bo to say there was something even more powerful.
"In this World, there is also a poison called Ice-Sealed Sunset. It grows at the extremely cold mountain peaks of the Douluo Continent, containing the purest ice power between heaven and earth. The toxicity of this poison is incredibly powerful; even a light touch can instantly turn a person into ashes. Moreover, its toxin is highly contagious; once it appears in one place, all surrounding living creatures will hardly escape. The sun itself Pallez in comparison to it."
Dugu Bo said slowly, his eyes revealing a deep sense of reverence.
Everyone listened and couldn't help but gasp.
They had never heard of such a poison, nor could they imagine its toxicity being so terrifying.
"Is the Ice-Sealed Sunset you mentioned really that powerful? How come we've never heard of it?"
A young man couldn't help but ask.
Dugu Bo smiled faintly, disdainfully saying:
"It's not strange that you haven't heard of it, because this poison is extremely rare, and its growing environment is very special, making it impossible for ordinary people to approach. I only learned of its existence by chance."
"Then how do you know its toxicity? You're not just bragging, are you?"
The big man was still somewhat skeptical of Dugu Bo's words. He felt that this Old Poison might be intentionally trying to scare them.
Dugu Bo's expression darkened slightly, and his gaze sharply fixed on the big man:
"I, Dugu Bo, have devoted my life to studying poisons and never speak falsehoods. Every word I say is based on facts. If you don't believe me, you can ask those true masters of poison arts; they must have heard of the Ice-Sealed Sunset's fearsome reputation."
The big man felt his hair stand on end under Dugu Bo's gaze.
Upon hearing Dugu Bo speak his own name, everyone couldn't help but show surprised expressions.
"You are Dugu Bo? The Dugu Bo known as Poison Douluo?"
The cultured man asked in surprise, his eyes filled with awe and admiration. He looked at Dugu Bo with a look of disbelief.
Dugu Bo nodded slightly, "That's right, it is I."
"Hmph, you say you are Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, but who can prove it? Are we supposed to believe you just because you say so?"
The big man was the first to jump out and question.
"Exactly, exactly! In this day and age, there are so many people impersonating experts. What evidence do you have to make us believe you are the famous Poison Douluo?"
Another person echoed.
The cultured man also looked puzzled at this point:
"Senior Dugu Bo's reputation is far-reaching, but we can't just accept it based on your word alone. Do you have anything that can prove your identity or a unique display of poison arts to show us?"
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