Ning Fengzhi: Titled Douluo, Terrifying Indeed

Location: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

Rumble!

Pale lightning churned through the dark clouds like silver snakes, pouring down with the rain to drench the earth.

Roar!

A massive dragon's roar resounded through heaven and earth. At almost the same moment, every disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect looked up in unison, their eyes filled with delight as they watched the enormous Bone Dragon rolling through the clouds!

"Level 93! Today, this old man has finally broken through to Level 93!"

Bone Douluo's hearty laughter rang out from within the clouds.

For a Titled Douluo, each level was a separate heaven. Though Levels 92 and 93 appeared to differ by only one level, their combat strength was worlds apart.

After breaking through to Level 93, Bone Douluo's strength had likewise undergone an earth-shattering transformation.

Before long, the dark clouds dispersed, and sunlight once again shone upon the earth. Bone Douluo, dressed in black robes, was already seated in the council hall.

Directly across from Bone Douluo sat a handsome young man with silver hair and white robes, his bearing otherworldly.

Even though he did nothing but sit quietly in his chair, the vigorous Sword Intent emanating from him could still be felt.

This man was none other than Sword Douluo Chen Xin!

Although he appeared to be a young man, he was actually the same age as Bone Douluo, already more than seventy years old.

As for the appearance of Titled Douluo, it was largely a matter of personal preference; one's appearance was generally shaped by one's state of mind.

The reason Bone Douluo looked like an old man was that his mentality was that of a man in his sixties. Naturally, he had no desire to maintain the appearance of a youth.

On the throne at the center of the Great Hall sat a young man with a face like polished jade and an elegant demeanor.

He wore an embroidered azure-cloud robe, Heavenly Silkworm Cloud-Silk Shoes on his feet, and held the North Sea Pearl Staff in his hand. Noble air radiated from every inch of him. He was Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

"Uncle Bone, Uncle Sword, this is the intelligence the scouts just sent over. Take a look for yourselves."

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Ning Fengzhi handed the confidential report in his hand to Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

Sword Douluo's sharp gaze swept across the note. When he saw that Spirit Hall had acted and slaughtered all of Clear Sky Sect's branches, he too was startled by Spirit Hall's ruthless methods.

When he saw that Qian Daoliu had personally acted and severely wounded Tang Hao, his eyes revealed deep apprehension.

Ning Fengzhi clearly noticed the change in Sword Douluo's expression. Curious, he asked, "Uncle Sword, is a Level 99 Limit Douluo truly so powerful that he could so easily severely injure the Clear Sky Douluo?"

Chen Xin fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, "A Level 99 Limit Douluo's strength has already completely surpassed all common sense. Put simply, even if Old Bone and I joined forces, with your support on top of that, we probably wouldn't even last a few exchanges against a Limit Douluo!"

Hearing Chen Xin's words, shock inevitably appeared in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

"Even the three of us together are no match for Qian Daoliu? Uncle Sword, is this so-called Invincible in the Sky really that formidable?"

Sword Douluo nodded solemnly. "My father was once a Level 98 Titled Douluo. With the powerful Seven Kill Sword in his hand, he believed himself invincible in this world apart from the two Peerless Douluo."

Sword Douluo paused, then continued, "In pursuit of the true pinnacle of the sword path, he resolutely challenged Qian Daoliu. Yet Qian Daoliu blocked all seven of my father's kill strokes without suffering the slightest injury, then severely wounded my father with a single strike. Later, my father died from his severe wounds..."

As he spoke, sorrow surfaced in Chen Xin's eyes.

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly said, "Uncle Sword, my condolences."

Chen Xin waved a hand. "It's nothing. They're all matters of the distant past."

Then Chen Xin continued, "Once a Soul Master reaches the Titled Douluo realm, every level gained brings an earth-shattering change in strength."

"According to my father, Titled Douluo between Levels 90 and 94 are ordinary Titled Douluo. For every level their Soul Power increases, their total Soul Power increases by twenty percent."

"After Level 95, however, an earth-shattering change occurs. Levels 95 through 99 are known as Super Douluo."

"A Level 96 Super Douluo has twice the Soul Power of a Level 95 one. A Level 97 Super Douluo has three times the Soul Power of a Level 96 one, and so on. A Level 98 has four times the Soul Power of a Level 97, while a Level 99 has five times the Soul Power of a Level 98!"

"Based on these figures, Qian Daoliu's total Soul Power is roughly twenty times that of my father! That is why a Level 99 Titled Douluo is also called a Limit Douluo, or a Peerless Douluo!"

"On this continent, the only strong people I know of who have reached the Limit Douluo realm are Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect and Qian Daoliu of Spirit Hall. But Tang Chen's whereabouts remain unknown, so on this continent, Qian Daoliu is the only Peerless Douluo!"

As Chen Xin spoke, sharp Sword Intent rose within his heart. He too longed deeply for a higher realm. Would I ever have the chance to draw my sword against Qian Daoliu in this lifetime?

Bone Douluo beside him felt the same way. He had only just advanced from Level 92 to Level 93, yet he could already feel the earth-shattering change in his strength. What kind of splendor would the even higher Super Douluo and Limit Douluo possess?

Ning Fengzhi, meanwhile, sucked in a breath of cold air. "A Limit Douluo is terrifying indeed!"

Ning Fengzhi thought for a while, then asked, "Then how did Tang Hao escape from Qian Daoliu? Logically speaking, facing Qian Daoliu, Tang Hao should have faced certain death!"

Sword Douluo pondered for a moment before replying, "I don't know that, but one thing is certain: Qian Daoliu definitely held back. Though Tang Hao managed to defeat Qian Xunji through certain means, against Qian Daoliu, Tang Hao would not even have the chance to fight back. If Qian Daoliu truly wanted to kill Tang Hao, he could have killed him in a single exchange."

"However..."

Sword Douluo changed the subject, battle intent rising in his heart. "If I ever get the chance, I truly want to spar properly with Tang Hao and see whether his Clear Sky Hammer is more domineering, or whether my sword is sharper!"

As he said this, intense battle intent appeared in Sword Douluo's eyes.

"Tch~"

However, upon hearing Sword Douluo's words, Bone Douluo beside him let out a disdainful snort.

Hearing Gu Rong's laugh, Sword Douluo immediately felt insulted.

"Old Bone, what do you mean by that? What's with that laugh? And what's with that look in your eyes?"

"You boast all day long, but you can't even break my defense, and you want to fight Tang Hao? Tang Hao pinned Level 95 Qian Xunji to the ground and beat him senseless."

"Old Bone, what do you mean? I'm telling you, I've tolerated you for a long time. Did breaking through to Level 93 make you so full of yourself? Did it? How about we have a match?"

"A match it is. Who's afraid of whom? Let me tell you, you old sword bastard, I've tolerated you for a long time too. You only broke through to Level 93 a few months before me, yet you flaunt it in front of me every day. If you don't accept it, then come at me."

The two old men in their seventies and eighties pointed at each other's noses and cursed furiously. Sword Douluo even had the Seven Kill Sword in his hand.

Watching the situation before him spiral out of control, Ning Fengzhi felt the veins on his forehead throbbing. He nearly wore out his Lip Skin before finally separating the two.

Looking at Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo sitting on opposite sides and sulking at each other, Ning Fengzhi felt utterly exhausted!

This is too hard.