Tailong Comes Knocking

Under Titan's warm hospitality, Ye Feng and his group arrived at a VIP room.

"Patriarch Titan, are you ready on your end?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

"Haha, we've been waiting for you." Titan laughed.

"Oh, right. Is he the child you mentioned?"

Titan shifted his gaze and looked up at Ye Feng.

Some time ago, Bone Douluo had visited and told him about Ye Feng's background, while also asking for news about the Speed Clan.

Being watched by a Soul Douluo like Titan, Ye Feng's expression did not change in the slightest. He stepped forward two paces and looked at Titan openly. "This junior is Ye Feng. Greetings, Senior Titan."

"Haha, no need to stand on ceremony. We of the Four Great Clans are bound together, and Old White Bird and I go way back. Since you're his descendant, you're my junior as well."

Seeing how composed Ye Feng was, a trace of approval flashed through Titan's eyes.

He and Bone Douluo were old friends as well, and Bone Douluo had told him a little about Ye Feng. In particular, he had been immensely shocked upon hearing that Ye Feng possessed Innate Full Soul Power.

Furthermore, Ye Feng was Ning Fengzhi's disciple and carried the identity of the Speed Clan, making Titan feel even more warmly toward him.

"Old White Bird?" Although Ye Feng knew who Titan meant, he could only pretend to be confused at this moment.

"Uh, that's your Great Grandfather. We're used to calling each other whatever we please, so I forgot to change the way I addressed him." Titan laughed awkwardly.

Calling an old brother by his nickname in front of the younger generation made him feel a little embarrassed.

Upon hearing Ye Feng's name, a glint flashed across the face of a young man standing behind Titan.

That look made it seem as if he were very interested in Ye Feng.

Sensing the blunt stare, Ye Feng raised his head and looked toward him.

"Haha, this is my disappointing grandson, Tailong. Why haven't you greeted Sect Master Ning and Senior Sword Douluo?" Titan reached out and smacked Tailong, speaking irritably.

At this time, Tailong looked only thirteen or fourteen years old. His rugged face still carried a hint of youthful immaturity.

After receiving a slap from the old man, Tailong obediently stood up and bowed to Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.

"This junior, Tailong, greets Sect Master Ning and Senior Sword Douluo."

Hearing Tailong's name, Ye Feng looked at him curiously. So this was Tailong!

After lunch, the Strength Clan had more or less finished their preparations.

Titan did not bring many people with him. Aside from Tailong, who would be setting out with them, there were several other second-generation disciples about the same age as Tailong's father.

With the Strength Clan joining the party, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo no longer stayed with Ye Feng.

At Titan's invitation, they entered the Strength Clan's carriage.

As it happened, Ning Fengzhi also wanted to build a good relationship with the Strength Clan. If possible, it would be even better if he could bring the Strength Clan into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

After all, a pure strength-type Spirit Master clan like the Strength Clan possessed formidable combat power.

Clearly, Ning Fengzhi did not understand Titan, much less know that he was a diehard supporter of Tang Hao. There was simply no possibility of winning him over.

After Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo left, only Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong remained in the carriage.

"Brother Ye Feng, are you in there?"

Just then, a familiar voice sounded from outside the door.

Ye Feng opened the carriage door and found that it was Tailong.

"You're Tailong, right?" Ye Feng looked at Tailong curiously, unable to understand why he had come looking for him.

"What do you mean, Tailong? With our relationship, you should call me big brother!" Tailong said unhappily.

"Hehe."

Ye Feng did not entertain him at all. Going by his mental age, he was already an adult, while Tailong was no more than a brat in his eyes.

"What, are you looking down on me?" Tailong glared at Ye Feng, clenching his fists as if he were ready to let Ye Feng have a taste of them.

"Oh? You want to fight me? So that's your real purpose?" Ye Feng asked with amusement.

Tailong's little scheme could not possibly be hidden from him.

"What? Aren't you a genius with Innate Full Soul Power? Don't tell me you're scared?" Tailong mocked.

"Haha, if you wanted to fight, you should've just said so. Come on, let's find somewhere to settle this one-on-one." Ye Feng's eyes lit up. He also wanted to see Tailong's current strength.

"Brother Ye Feng, I'll help you beat him up too." Ning Rongrong raised her fist from the side.

"Fine, I won't bully you two either. Come at me together!" Tailong declared boldly.

To him, one extra person made no difference. Judging by Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong's ages, they had probably only awakened their martial souls not long ago. No matter how talented they were, they could not be that strong.

If he had not been bored sitting in the carriage, he would not have come looking for them.

Before long, the three of them jumped down from the carriage and stood in the road, ready to fight.

Naturally, their actions did not escape the notice of Ning Fengzhi and the others.

"That brat is always causing trouble for me. Let's see if I don't beat his backside raw." A fierce expression appeared on Titan's face.

Fighting was one thing, but the key was not to bully the weak. How had the Strength Clan produced such a person?

"Hehe, it's nothing. It's fine for youngsters to spar and exchange pointers. Don't worry, your boy knows his limits." Ning Fengzhi was rather pleased to see this scene.

He felt that sometimes, it was good for Ye Feng to learn that there was always someone stronger out there.

On Ye Feng's side, he had no idea that Ning Fengzhi and the others had already noticed their movements. But even if he had known, he would not have cared. It was only a spar; it was no big deal.

Soul Masters needed to experience battle in order to grow faster.

"Tailong, Martial Soul: Great Ape. Level twenty-three Attack-type Great Soul Master. Please instruct me." Standing on the ground, Tailong was the first to announce his rank.

"Ye Feng, Martial Soul: Sharp-tailed Swallow. Level fourteen Attack-type Soul Master."

"Ning Rongrong, Martial Soul: Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. Level eleven Support-type Soul Master."

Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong announced their ranks in turn.

The moment they finished speaking, Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong made the first move.

Ye Feng summoned his Martial Soul and used Martial Soul Possession, while Ning Rongrong summoned the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and applied support effects to him.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, reveal your brilliance. First: Strength." Ning Rongrong stood on tiptoe and spun gracefully in place as though dancing.

Her first soul ring rose and enveloped the seven-colored pagoda. At Ning Rongrong's gesture with her left hand, a beam of colored light shot out and covered Ye Feng.

Feeling Ning Rongrong's enhancement soul skill, Ye Feng willed it and activated the Strength Amplification he had simulated as well. With the two enhancement effects stacked together, his strength instantly increased by forty percent.

With his strength boosted by nearly half, Ye Feng was eager to try it out. Perhaps he could compare strength with Tailong now.

On the other side, Tailong let out a low roar and used Martial Soul Possession as well. His body began changing rapidly.

His already muscular body swelled even further, especially the muscles in his arms, which nearly doubled in size.

At the same time, his arms lengthened, extending all the way down to his knees.

Black fur also grew over the arms exposed by his short combat outfit, making him look like a humanoid gorilla.

"Wow, your Martial Soul is so ugly!" Ning Rongrong cried out when she saw Tailong's appearance.

"Pfft!" Ye Feng could not hold it in and burst out laughing.

The two of them made Tailong's face darken. He wished he could beat them both up on the spot.