Ning Fengzhi said leisurely, "When Rongrong stepped forward and he decisively stopped, I became suspicious. When Rongrong returned safely with Sword Uncle's severed arm and spirit bone, I knew who he was! You all know him too!"
"Oh?" Bone Douluo's frown deepened.
"Who is close to Rongrong, shares her temperament, and would never harm her in the slightest?"
"Who would go to such lengths to protect the Mistress of Myriad Beast Hall?"
"Who, at that age, possesses strength capable of rivaling a Titled Douluo?"
"Who would not dare use his martial soul or spirit rings for fear of exposing his identity?"
"Who, when fighting us, would ignore me and only have it out with Sword Uncle?"
"There is only one person on the entire continent who meets all those conditions!"
A smile curled across Ning Fengzhi's lips.
Sword Douluo's eyes widened. Who would dare have it out with him and constantly want to beat him up? Wasn't it obvious?
He said in shock, "Sect Master, you're saying that bastard was Little Jiu! How is that possible? Didn't Qian Daoliu kill him?"
He felt utterly miserable. He had always wanted to beat that brat up before he fully matured, but he never got the chance. Well, this was the consequence!
That kid was a complete monster. Sword Douluo's scalp tingled. If that bastard had used the Life Evil Ring, he would have been crippled even if he survived!
"Spirit Hall's report said that he was wounded by Qian Daoliu's sword, with his fate unknown! Combined with the information Dragon Duke provided, he once fought Sea God Douluo Posey. Therefore, he should have been confident that he could escape from a Peerless Douluo!
"So, he went to Spirit Hall to court death in order to obtain the secret of cultivating divine power!