Battle Against Bone Douluo

A spar between two Title Douluo-level fighters naturally could not take place within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Setting aside everything else, the aftershocks from their match alone could probably wipe the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect off the map.

Thus, the four of them headed into the deep mountains behind Seven Treasures City. After traveling more than ten kilometers inward, they stopped.

"What is this?"

Zhao Xuan looked at the devastated forest before him, surprise appearing on his face.

Amid these rolling mountains was an expansive stretch of flat land. More importantly, it appeared to have been man-made. Looking around, Zhao Xuan guessed that several mountain peaks had been leveled, then buried beneath soil and broken trees.

"Ahem..." Ning Fengzhi suddenly coughed twice before speaking faintly.

"This was caused by Sword Uncle and Bone Uncle's usual sparring matches."

Zhao Xuan looked toward the two Douluo. Sword Douluo stared at his nose, his nose at his heart, looking utterly calm, while Bone Douluo smiled at Zhao Xuan.

That smile on his gaunt face suddenly made him seem all the more sinister and terrifying.

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, then smiled at Bone Douluo. "Senior, please go easy on me later."

Bone Douluo chuckled. "Kid, don't be so modest. This old man is under a lot of pressure too."

The two exchanged smiles before flying toward the wasteland plain ahead.

After landing, they stood at opposite ends, facing each other from one or two hundred meters away.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin's expressions instantly turned solemn as they stared intently at the two.

Chen Xin frowned slightly and asked with some concern, "Fengzhi, does this kid really possess the strength of a Title Douluo? Old Bones won't accidentally kill him, will he?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and shook his