The Feast Begins

The two men's auras grew ever more powerful.

With a rumble, they spread outward in all directions like a mountain range.

The merchant caravan's horses standing on the distant road could not help rearing up and neighing, throwing the horses into disorder.

Yet everyone in the caravan was filled with excitement. They desperately held their horses steady as they watched from afar, witnessing the clash of auras between Sword Douluo and Clear Sky Douluo.

This was Clear Sky Douluo!

In the past, ordinary passersby only knew of Titled Douluo, but they had no idea who Clear Sky Douluo was.

After all, it had nothing to do with them. He was too far removed from their lives.

But now, he was the Clear Sky Douluo who had put up five million Gold Soul Coins in the Heaven Dou Report!

The instant anyone saw Tang Hao, they thought of the glittering five-million-Gold-Soul-Coin bounty from the Heaven Dou Report.

Their eyes lit up.

Their feet simply could not bear to move away.

But more often than not, after seeing Clear Sky Douluo and Sword Douluo clash in aura, they ran madly toward the city.

Not because they feared being caught in the crossfire.

This was the territory of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Whether it was the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect or those two Titled Douluo, they believed those great figures would never let them get hurt under such circumstances.

They were going to call others over.

Come quickly and watch two Titled Douluo fight!

This was a spectacle rarely seen even once in decades.

If they missed it today, they would surely regret it when they heard others bragging about it in the future!

Tang Hao noticed the excitement in the eyes of those people on the road and was slightly surprised.

The residents of Seven Treasure City were somewhat more confident in their attitude toward Titled Douluo than people in other cities.

"So, how about a fight?!"

Sword Douluo's aura was razor-sharp, his eyes shining brighter and brighter. He suddenly stepped forward like a longsword piercing the sky and said with a broad smile.

Tang Hao's aura responded at once, becoming even more vast and majestic. Retracting his gaze from the passersby, he looked at Sword Douluo, who wanted to fight him, and felt a headache coming on.

Sword Douluo, Chen Xin, inheritor of the Seven Kill Sword Family.

He had always been a powerful contender for the title of possessing the continent's most offensively powerful Martial Soul.

Thus, when he was still young, Chen Xin's father had once brought him to the Clear Sky Sect to challenge the Clear Sky Sect's Great Sumeru Hammer.

Back then, Chen Xin had been a high-spirited youth and naturally refused to be outdone. He had insisted on challenging every young genius of the Clear Sky Sect with his sword.

At the time, Tang Hao had still been thin, nowhere near as powerful and broad-shouldered as he was now.

The one who stepped forward to meet him was Tang Hao's older brother.

Tang Xiao, a brother more than fifteen years his senior.

Unsurprisingly, in that battle between the Seven Kill Sword and the Clear Sky Hammer, the Clear Sky Sect had once again claimed victory.

But because of that, the inheritor of the Seven Kill Sword had always harbored a thought.

The desire to contend with the Clear Sky Hammer.

Now that the Clear Sky Sect had gone into hiding, only Tang Hao remained, walking this land.

Therefore, upon hearing that Tang Hao was coming to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to seek a powerful Martial Art, Sword Douluo's fighting spirit had surged. He wanted to have a match with the recently most renowned Clear Sky Douluo.

Tang Hao felt helpless. Seeing the blazing fighting spirit in Sword Douluo's eyes, his gaze shifted slightly toward Ning Fengzhi, who stood nearby.

Fight?

He had no interest in this sort of battle born of youthful rivalry, nor did he wish to fight the host at the gates while he had come seeking a Martial Art.

Ning Fengzhi beside him thought the same, though he had not expected his own Sword Douluo to be so fired up.

The moment Tang Hao arrived, he had already been impatient to challenge him.

Ning Fengzhi did not know whether to laugh or cry. He persuaded Sword Douluo, "Uncle Chen, as the saying goes, is it not a joy to have friends come from afar? Brother Hao is also an honored guest, and he has just endured a long journey."

"As for sparring, why don't we discuss it after Brother Hao has settled in?"

As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi also smiled apologetically at Tang Hao. "Brother Hao, Uncle Chen is simply a little too excited after hearing that you were coming. His fighting spirit got the better of him; he means no harm."

"Besides, after learning that you would be coming to Seven Treasure City, Uncle Chen was the happiest of all. He even had someone clear out a courtyard specifically so he could speak with you through the night."

More like fight through the night.

Tang Hao's lips twitched inwardly. He might have believed it if it were someone else, but Sword Douluo?

If Sword Douluo did not try to fight him on the spot, Tang Hao would think he had recently cultivated his temperament and greatly improved his self-restraint.

"Mm. Brother Jian, since Sect Master Ning has said so, let us save our battle for another time."

The future was the future. It wasn't now, anyway.

Tang Hao looked at Sword Douluo. Sword Douluo had originally been brimming with fighting spirit, but seeing his own sect master speak this way, he snorted softly and withdrew his aura.

Before outsiders, he had always given Ning Fengzhi a little more face as the sect master.

The auras of both men gradually receded.

Ning Fengzhi let out a breath of relief. In his heart, if Sword Douluo and Clear Sky Douluo started fighting near the city gates, it would be far from ideal.

He had always promoted the idea that the Upper Three Sects stood united.

Thus, after seeing Tang Hao and Sword Douluo both withdraw their auras, he breathed a great sigh of relief and smiled. "In that case, please allow Brother Hao and Pavilion Master Ye to enter the city and rest first."

"Ning has also prepared wine and dishes, and we have only been waiting for you all to arrive before opening the feast."

Tang Hao had no objections. Ye Xilan, standing beside him, had also decided to follow Tang Hao, so she turned her gaze toward him.

Tang Hao nodded. "Alright. Then I'll trouble Sect Master Ning."

Smiling, Ning Fengzhi gestured invitingly. "Then, please."

The contest of auras quietly came to an end.

When the distant crowd saw the two Titled Douluo, whose auras had been so imposing moments ago, suddenly withdraw their presences and head together toward the city gates, they hurriedly moved aside to clear a path.

At the same time, they felt somewhat regretful.

They felt they had missed out on a spectacular battle.

Seeing that the Titled Douluo had not started fighting, the plump nobleman atop the caravan let out a sigh of relief.

But when he saw the regretful expressions around him, he immediately snorted coldly. "You're disappointed? If they had really fought, we wouldn't even have been able to run away."

"A bunch of country bumpkins who have no idea how terrifying a Titled Douluo's battle is."

With a stern expression, the plump nobleman reprimanded the people in the caravan he had hired.

He had hired these people to protect him and his goods, not to watch a show and gossip.

The caravan guards moved their lips, but since they truly had no grounds to argue, they did not dare retort. Still, someone asked indignantly:

"Has Viscount actually seen a Titled Douluo fight before?"

The plump nobleman looked toward the voice and discovered that it came from a hot-blooded young brat at the front of his caravan.

The boy looked only twelve or thirteen, with a crew cut, like an inexperienced youngster who had only just been sent out to gain experience.

He immediately laughed.

"Little brat, how could someone like you possibly know the strength of a Titled Douluo?"

"Hurry up and deliver this batch of goods into Seven Treasure City. Once that's done, your escort mission will be complete."

The plump nobleman had no interest in arguing about something so boring with a little brat. He only wanted to hurry to Seven Treasure City and enjoy himself in the arms of beautiful women.

The crew-cut little brat remained unconvinced and wanted to ask more, but an old man beside him hurriedly pulled him back.

"Hey, Xiao Yanzi, just quiet down. That man is a great lord who survived the Beast Tide two years ago."

"On the frontline battlefield of the Star Dou Great Forest, he truly saw great figures like Titled Douluo fight."