Qian Yu's Peach Blossom Luck

"What do you mean, 'what'? Since you attacked us without cause, we have the right to kill you!" Ning Rongrong was not one to tolerate the Peerless Dragon Duke and Meng Yiran.

Ning Rongrong directly addressed Meng Yiran.

"Little girl, that's going too far." Dragon Duke Meng Shu, who doted on his granddaughter, couldn't stand seeing Ning Rongrong bullying Meng Yiran.

He couldn't help but get angry and reprimanded Ning Rongrong.

Seeing Meng Shu scolding Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo couldn't stand it.

Seventh Spirit Skill—Seven Kill True Body, was directly unleashed.

He had already locked onto the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch. If they dared to say another word, Sword Douluo would likely attack.

Sensing a life-or-death crisis, the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch exchanged a look. The Dragon Duke gritted his teeth and said to the Snake Matriarch, "Old woman, it seems our legend has long since faded on the Douluo Continent. Today, let us show them that we are not to be trifled with."

"Senior, although you are a Title Douluo, we, the Peerless Dragon Snake, are not to be trifled with either."

Golden dragon shadows entwined with azure scales, the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch's staffs crossed in the air, and the immense, continuous force of their Dragon Snake Assault exploded!

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword light slashed down. The golden-azure gale fiercely collided with the silver-white sword waves, the explosions shaking the mountains and forests. The residual force kicked up gravel. The Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch's faces turned red as they concentrated their power to resist, barely blocking that domineering sword move.

"Interesting." Sword Douluo expressed slight admiration that an 85-level Soul Douluo and a 68-level Soul Emperor could withstand his attack through a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

For the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch, being able to block a Title Douluo's strike with a Martial Soul Fusion Skill was enough to make them proud.

Just as the two sides were in a stalemate.

Meng Yiran stepped forward and said to Ning Rongrong.

"I see you are all soul masters. How about I duel one of you? The winner gets ownership of these two spirit beasts."

Meng Yiran could tell that the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch were no match for Sword Douluo. She changed her strategy, preparing to win ownership of these two Phoenix-tail Crested Serpents through a duel.

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong, Qian Yu, Dugu Yan, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ye Lingling, and Sword Douluo all smiled strangely.

They happily agreed. "Let's not say we're bullying you. I'll let you choose any one of us to fight. If you win, we'll consider you victorious. Of course, Lingling and I are support soul masters and won't participate."

Ning Rongrong, acting as the group's spokesperson, addressed Meng Yiran.

"You..." Meng Yiran felt insulted by Ning Rongrong.

"Yiran." The Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch wanted to shield Meng Yiran. At this moment, she stepped forward, and the Dragon Duke was about to reprimand her.

But when they heard Qian Yu and the others agree to Meng Yiran's duel request, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yiran's strength is second to none among her peers. As long as she picks someone younger to fight later, winning will be easy."

Snake Matriarch Chao Tianxiang thought to herself.

The Dragon Duke thought the same.

With that in mind, the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch began to size up Qian Yu and the others.

They saw Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling were level 30 support system soul masters, clearly not suitable opponents.

Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan had already reached the Soul Ancestor level.

The Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch felt as if they had seen a ghost.

"Grandpa, Grandma, what's wrong?" Meng Yiran curiously asked when she saw how shocked they were.

"It's nothing. Grandpa and Grandma are helping you choose an opponent. You can't choose those two support types. You also can't choose the one in the leather outfit and the purple-haired one, as they are already level 40."

"As for the one in the pink dress with rabbit ears, she's worth considering. Although she's also level 30, she's not as terrifying as the others." The Snake Matriarch said to her granddaughter, Meng Yiran.

"Grandpa, Grandma, what about that young man?" Meng Yiran felt a pang of sadness hearing that Xiao Wu and the others were at least level 30.

It was clear that Xiao Wu and the others were younger than her, yet their cultivation levels were higher.

"That young man... Grandpa and Grandma can't tell." The Snake Matriarch and the Dragon Duke exchanged a look and shook their heads at Meng Yiran.

"Ah. Is he not a soul master?" Meng Yiran's eyes darted around quickly.

"Grandpa, Grandma, I choose that young man for the duel." Meng Yiran announced to the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch.

"Yiran, I think the one in the pink dress would be safer." The Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch seemed very wary of Qian Yu.

Qian Yu responded with a smile.

His brilliant smile entered Meng Yiran's eyes.

Meng Yiran's desire to fight Qian Yu grew stronger.

"Grandpa, Grandma, I've decided."

"Hey, I've chosen my opponent. It's the only male in your group."

"What's your name?" Meng Yiran asked Qian Yu, her face unusually flushed.

"Qian Yu," Qian Yu replied unhurriedly.

"Pfft." Hearing that Meng Yiran had painstakingly chosen Qian Yu as her opponent.

Ning Rongrong almost burst out laughing: "Are you sure? You want to choose Qian Yu as your opponent? How about this, I'll give you a chance to choose again."

Ning Rongrong added fuel to the fire as she spoke to Meng Yiran.

Meng Yiran's anger flared instantly, but seeing Qian Yu's handsome and rugged appearance, she suppressed her temper and said, "No, thank you. I choose Qian Yu as my opponent."

"Good luck then," Ning Rongrong said with a mischievous grin at Meng Yiran.

Afterward, the two sides pulled apart.

Meng Yiran and Qian Yu stood at opposite ends, about 50 meters apart.

The Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch were on Meng Yiran's side, while Sword Douluo, Ning Rongrong, and others were on Qian Yu's side.

Meng Yiran very demurely began to introduce herself: "Meng Yiran, 15 years old, Martial Soul Serpent Cane, level 30 Soul Elder."

After speaking, Meng Yiran looked at Qian Yu with anticipation, awaiting his personal information.

"Qian Yu, 15 years old, Martial Soul: Desert Eagle, level 49 Battle Soul Elder."

As soon as Qian Yu's personal strength was revealed.

Meng Yiran stood frozen in place.

The Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch also looked as if they had eaten feces.

"What? A level 49 Soul Ancestor at 15 years old, almost reaching Soul King, what kind of little monster is this?" the Dragon Duke said with a wry smile to the Snake Matriarch.

"Yiran, let's concede," the Snake Matriarch also felt that Meng Yiran couldn't win against this little monster Qian Yu.

But Meng Yiran only stared blankly for a moment before recovering and saying to the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch, "Grandpa, Grandma, I want to try."

Then Meng Yiran took the initiative to attack Qian Yu.

"Be careful, First Spirit Skill Blade: The Serpent Cane's snake mouth spits poison blades, shooting out from a distance, carrying a potent snake venom, capable of firing multiple light shadows in succession."

Meng Yiran reminded Qian Yu as she unleashed her Spirit Skill.

Qian Yu smiled slightly in response.

The Ultimate Ice enveloped his body.

No poison could invade.

Meng Yiran's attack froze several meters away from Qian Yu.

"Such terrifying ice control ability," the Snake Matriarch praised Qian Yu's ice control.

"It's not just ice control, his ice seems different, as if it counters all potent poisons," the Dragon Duke, as a Soul Douluo, had far superior insight than the Snake Matriarch, a Soul Emperor.

"Alas, this child Yiran is just willful and disobedient, she wouldn't listen when I told her to choose the one in pink," the Snake Matriarch couldn't help but complain.

"Hehehe, old woman, what do you say we have this young man become our grandson?" the Dragon Duke chuckled at the Snake Matriarch.

"Don't be ridiculous. Behind him is a Title Douluo, how can you possibly ask him to be your grandson-in-law?"

On the field, Meng Yiran once again used her Second Spirit Skill, Snake Body. Meng Yiran's body twisted like a snake, boneless and supple, closing in on Qian Yu.

"Be careful, Second Spirit Skill—Snake Body." Meng Yiran reminded Qian Yu again.