Douluo: As a Healer, Carrying a Sniper Rifle Is Perfectly Reasonable

System:

Luo Hao did not hesitate for a moment.

Of course, he chose option 3.

So...

Luo Hao once again activated his award-winning acting mode.

Luo Hao's expression gradually turned bewildered.

"Ah?"

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"What kind of place is that?"

"Is it very impressive?"

Luo Hao put on an innocent smile and asked curiously, "My dad said I'm going to become a Titled Douluo someday. Does your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have any Titled Douluo?"

Hearing Luo Hao say that...

Both Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo were left speechless.

"Good lord, what kind of person is this brat's father? Does he think Titled Douluo grow on trees, fooling his own kid like that?"

"Ahem~"

Sword Douluo cleared his throat before explaining, "Naturally, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has Titled Douluo."

There was even a trace of pride in his tone.

"Wow, really?"

"My dad said joining a sect costs lots and lots of Gold Soul Coins."

"But I don't have any money."

Luo Hao put on a dejected expression.

Sword Douluo was just about to speak.

But Ning Rongrong interrupted him again.

With a grand wave of her hand, Ning Rongrong declared:

"It's fine!"

"As long as you give me that roasted bear paw!"

"I'll guarantee that you can join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"Ah? Really?"

"That's great~"

Luo Hao showed a delighted expression.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was one of the continent's top sects...

It would not really be of much help to him.

But it was only a three-month trip anyway, and he would be going back soon.

Whether he joined or not did not really matter.

As long as he built a good relationship with Ning Rongrong, everything would be easy.

"Mm!"

"Then it's settled!"

"From now on, you're a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Ning Rongrong walked up to Luo Hao.

She patted him on the shoulder.

Then gave him an encouraging look.

Immediately afterward, she darted past Luo Hao.

She grabbed the roasted bear paw Luo Hao had just finished cooking and took a huge bite.

"Rawr~"

"Emmmm..."

"Hey, Rongrong, wait—"

Sword Douluo still did not fully trust Luo Hao.

So he wanted to stop Ning Rongrong from casually eating food from a stranger.

But by the time he reacted...

Ning Rongrong had already bitten off a huge chunk of bear paw.

=== Healing-Type Martial Soul?? ===

Ning Rongrong took a bite, then suddenly froze.

"Rongrong! Are you alright?!"

Seeing this, Sword Douluo rushed to Ning Rongrong's side.

"Rongrong, what's wrong? Could the bear paw be poisonous?"

Sword Douluo's pupils contracted sharply as Soul Power erupted from his body, blasting Luo Hao far away.

"Fuck—"

Luo Hao was caught completely off guard.

He was struck by Sword Douluo's Soul Power shockwave.

His whole body flew like a tattered sack.

He was sent hurtling backward.

Then slammed viciously into a large tree.

Rustle—

The tree shook violently several times.

A few withered yellow leaves drifted down.

"Mmm..."

"It's just..."

Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks, tears welling in her eyes.

"What is it, Rongrong? Are you alright?!" Seeing that Ning Rongrong was about to cry, Sword Douluo became frantic.

"It's just too delicious!"

"Wuwuwu..."

"I've never had roasted bear paw this delicious before!"

"The chefs of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are all useless!"

"When I get back, I'm firing every last one of them!"

With her mouth stuffed full of bear paw, Ning Rongrong puffed up her cheeks and spoke angrily.

"Whew, as long as you're alright. You scared Grandpa Jian half to death," Sword Douluo said with a sigh of relief.

"Ow, that hurts like hell!"

"Old man, that was attempted murder!"

"Just because I said a few things about you!"

"You're abusing your power for personal revenge!"

"You shameless old bastard—ow!"

"Bullying the young with your age! No martial virtue at all!"

"Is everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect like this?!"

Elsewhere.

Beneath a large tree.

Luo Hao clutched his butt.

His face twisted in pain.

He had truly not expected this.

Sword Douluo had nearly killed him just because he didn't believe him.

If his Nine Star Hegemony Body Art had not already reached LV4, and if the Nanotech Armored Suit had not automatically covered his back when he hit the tree, that blow might really have cost him his life.

I'd heard long ago that people on the Douluo Continent never cared about martial virtue. This time, I really saw it for myself.

Titled Douluo in particular are all bastards. Every one of them loves bullying the weak, and they don't even spare children. So it was all true, Luo Hao cursed inwardly as he held his butt.

"Ah!"

"Are you alright?!"

"Grandpa Jian, what are you doing? He's still a child!"

Ning Rongrong also saw Luo Hao's miserable state.

She hurriedly finished the bear paw in her hand.

Only then did she run over to Luo Hao.

"Th-This...?"

Sword Douluo was stunned as well.

It wasn't because Ning Rongrong cared about Luo Hao.

It was because—

That casual burst of Soul Power he had released just now would have seriously injured even a Soul Elder.

Yet this kid...

Could still move!!!

That was practically impossible!!

It completely overturned everything he knew!

"Hiss—"

"Old man, you really hit hard!"

"Tell me the truth, were you planning to kill me and inherit my family recipe?" Luo Hao grumbled.

"I-I'm sorry..."

"It's all my fault..."