Douluo: Martial Soul Black Hole, Inheriting the God of Destruction at the Start

Clearly, he had won that last exchange with great difficulty!

"Good! A 100,000-year spirit skill is truly worthy of being a 100,000-year spirit skill! Brother Wuhui, you won this bout!"

Yang Wuhui's powerful attack left Chen Xin quite satisfied, and he said with a smile.

"You flatter me, you flatter me! Shall we continue?"

"Continue. I still have one self-created spirit skill—Man-Sword Unity! At the same time, it is the strongest technique I have mastered! I hope you will allow me to witness another spirit skill from your 100,000-year spirit ring, brother!"

The previous exchange had already allowed him to successfully find the opportunity to break through.

However, in order to probe Yang Wuhui's strength, he had to temporarily suppress the spirit power that was on the verge of breaking through.

"Very well!"

Unaware of Chen Xin's true objective, Yang Wuhui directly activated another skill from his 100,000-year spirit ring.

"Ninth spirit skill, Divine Dragon Heaven-Slaughter Slash!"

Accompanied by a dragon's roar erupting from the Chixiao Blade, a streak of red light slashed rapidly toward Chen Xin.

Seeing this, Chen Xin's pupils constricted sharply; he dared not show the slightest negligence.

He immediately unleashed Man-Sword Unity, merging his own body with the Seven Kill Sword.

"Self-created spirit skill, Man-Sword Unity!"

Following Chen Xin's roar, the sword transformed into a shooting star, meeting the red light head-on!

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The two attacks collided frantically in mid-air, emitting crisp sounds like metal striking metal.

The shockwaves from their clash caused the surrounding vegetation to snap one after another, and deep fissures appeared in the ground from the impact of their attacks.

Because if they continued to fight, this entire mountain peak would likely be destroyed by them.

After stopping, Chen Xin gave Yang Wuhui a meaningful look, then cupped his hands and said, "Brother Wuhui, I have sensed the opportunity to break through, so I will not keep you company any longer. Farewell!"

"Understood, please go ahead!"

Subsequently, Sword Douluo transformed into a streak of light and departed.

At this moment, the onlookers finally snapped back to reality.

"Father, is that Lord Chixiao? He was actually able to trade blows evenly with Grandpa Sword! Aside from Grandpa Bone, I have never seen anyone who could be a match for Grandpa Sword! Most importantly, he actually has a 100,000-year spirit ring!"

"That's right, he is Lord Chixiao! Having watched the duel just now, I hope you understand, Rongrong, that your Grandpa Sword and the others are not invincible. Therefore, you must change your temperament in the future. Otherwise, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later!"

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong muttered, "I know! I will change!"

"Sigh."

Hearing his daughter's words, Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly.

No one knows a daughter better than her father; from her expression, he knew she hadn't taken it to heart.

At this moment, he suddenly looked at Yang Ziyuan, who was chatting and laughing with Xue Qinghe, "I hope he can be the one to make Rongrong change."

Afterward, having received their payment, Yang Ziyuan and his party left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

However, what Yang Ziyuan and the others did not expect was that Sword Douluo, who should have gone to break through, suddenly turned back.

"Uncle Sword, how is this person's strength?"

After sending Ning Rongrong away, Ning Fengzhi asked with a grave expression.

"Very strong! If I didn't have your support, I would be at best evenly matched with him!"

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi was extremely shocked.

"How is that possible? Isn't his rank lower than yours?"

"I actually find it incredible as well, but that is the truth! Perhaps it is because of the 100,000-year spirit ring! Fengzhi, do you remember Tang Hao?"

"Him? Why bring him up?"

"Back then, the Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, was a level 95 Super Douluo just like me. But what was the result? After Tang Hao absorbed his 100,000-year spirit ring, he relied on the secret technique of Ring Detonation to beat him into a state of critical injury! And that was even without Tang Hao having absorbed a 100,000-year spirit bone!"

"Are you saying that Yang Wuhui has already absorbed a 100,000-year spirit bone?"

"Correct! Having absorbed a spirit bone, he is not only a higher rank than Tang Hao was back then, but he also possesses two additional 100,000-year spirit bone skills! That is why I am not confident in my ability to take him down!"

"Uncle Sword, do you think you could take him down after you break through to level 96?"

"I don't know!"

He was unclear about the effects of Yang Wuhui's two spirit bone skills, so it was difficult to judge rashly.

Hearing Chen Xin's answer, Ning Fengzhi felt filled with apprehension toward Yang Wuhui.

On the other side, just as Yang Ziyuan and his companion returned home, a servant ran over to report that someone had come to visit.

"Family Head, there is someone outside named Prince Xue Xing who wishes to see you!"

Hearing that the visitor was Prince Xue Xing, Yang Wuhui felt a bit puzzled.

"Didn't the people from the imperial family just leave? Why has another one come? Could it be that they want to revoke the position of City Lord of Hanhai City?"

"Grandfather, we only just parted ways with Xue Qinghe, how could he have brought the news back so quickly? In my opinion, this Prince Xue Xing must be here to visit you on his own accord!"

"Oh! Then please invite him in!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Prince Xue Xing was quickly ushered inside.

"Prince Xue Xing, I wonder what brings you here today?"

"Your Excellency, Xue Xing has come today to make friends with you!"

"Make friends?"

Hearing this, Yang Wuhui became even more puzzled.

"Prince Xue Xing, I am not sure what kind of friendship you wish to establish with me?"

Yang Ziyuan was also quite curious about this.

"Your Excellency, please take a look!"

As he spoke, Prince Xue Xing took a skull bone out from his soul tool.

"A spirit bone? What is the meaning of this?"

"Your Excellency, this spirit bone was produced by a Scarlet Flame Fox over thirty thousand years old. Although its grade is not the highest, it is a rare mental-type skull bone. Compared to other spirit bones, it can certainly be considered a high-quality item!"

"Not bad!"

Seeing that Yang Wuhui was interested, Prince Xue Xing continued, "If Your Excellency absorbs it, your strength will surely improve! And this is a gift from me to you!"

"This gift is too valuable. I cannot accept it!"

Yang Wuhui did not want to accept it.

Although this spirit bone was good, he did not know what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd, so he refused.

"Your Excellency, what does it matter? I already said, I am here to make friends. This spirit bone is the proof!"

-08-11 00:52:15 Author: Kuangbiao de Xianyu

Seeing Prince Xue Xing speak in such a manner, Yang Ziyuan roughly understood the other party's intentions.

"Grandfather, it is nothing more than making a friend, you should just accept it!"

After saying this, Yang Ziyuan gave him a wink.

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Seeing this, although Yang Wuhui did not understand why Yang Ziyuan wanted him to accept it, out of trust, he still put the spirit bone away.

Seeing Yang Wuhui accept it, the corners of Prince Xue Xing's mouth curled into a smile.

"It is getting late, I will not disturb your rest any longer, I shall take my leave!"

"Very well, walk slowly!"

Seeing the other party leave without even looking back, Yang Wuhui became even more confused.

"Ziyuan, what exactly does Prince Xue Xing mean? Could it be that he really came to make friends? But this gift is a bit too valuable! Or is it that people from the royal family are all this generous?"

Recalling that Xue Qinghe had gifted the position of city lord without a second thought earlier, Yang Wuhui suddenly felt that the people of the royal family were all foolish and wealthy.

"Grandfather, you are overthinking it! The reason Prince Xue Xing gave you a spirit bone is fundamentally to borrow your influence!"

"Borrow influence?"

"That's right! As far as I know, this Prince Xue Xing supports Prince Xue Beng. However, with their current strength, they cannot shake Xue Qinghe's position at all. Therefore, in order to seize power, they have no choice but to win over every force they can reach. And as a Title Douluo with a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, you are their primary target for recruitment!"

"However, this person is quite clever. He knew that Xue Qinghe had contacted us beforehand, which is why he brought such a heavy gift to befriend you. This way, regardless of whether he succeeds or fails, he is guaranteed to win!"

"How so?"

"If he succeeds, he can use your influence, Grandfather, to win over court officials; if he fails, it does him no harm, and he can even sow discord between us and Xue Qinghe! After all, everyone in Tiandou City knows that Prince Xue Xing and the Crown Prince are on bad terms. You just hosted Xue Qinghe, and now you are hosting Prince Xue Xing; such an action is very easy to make people let their imaginations run wild!"