Gu Rong Actively Challenges, Only Seeking Breakthrough? Duel Outside the City, Qian Yu: I'll Satisfy You! (Seeking Follow-up Reads!)

The two left the Great Soul Arena and headed straight back to the Quiet Garden.

However, the moment they pushed open the courtyard gate, Qian Yu's footsteps faltered.

In the center of the courtyard, a gaunt man who looked like a walking skeleton stood waiting.

He kept his hands behind his back, his deep-set eyes locked onto Qian Yu, burning with an undisguised, fanatical fighting spirit.

Qian Yu's expression remained calm as he shifted to half-block Bibi Dong behind him, speaking indifferently:

"To arrive uninvited and even use the power of spatial teleportation...

It seems I guessed correctly. It really is you, Gu Rong.

By seniority, I suppose I should even call you Uncle."

Gu Rong waved his hand nonchalantly, cutting Qian Yu off:

"The blood ties between our two families are far too distant; there is no need to follow those genealogical rankings. It sounds awkward.

You and I can simply address each other as peers."

Gu Rong stared at Qian Yu, the fighting spirit in his eyes growing even more intense:

"Besides, based on the strength you displayed at the Great Soul Arena just now, and that Dark Sacred Dragon martial soul, you are more than worthy of being treated with seriousness and deserve to be called my peer!"

Qian Yu nodded slightly.

Sensing that Gu Rong currently possessed only pure fighting spirit and held no malice toward Martial Soul Hall, Qian Yu's tense nerves relaxed just a fraction.

In truth, the malice Gu Rong held toward Martial Soul Hall in the original story had left a deep impression on Qian Yu.

"Since that is the case, then I shall not stand on ceremony."

Qian Yu smiled faintly.

"I wonder, what advice do you have for me, given that you went out of your way to use your spatial abilities to find me?"

Gu Rong paused, a look of complex lamentation appearing on his face:

"Watching your performance earlier, with your monstrous talent, breaking through to become a Titled Douluo in the future will be a simple matter.

But I am different..."

Gu Rong let out a long sigh, his tone tinged with a sense of unwillingness and urgency:

"I am already old, and my cultivation has fallen into a dead-end bottleneck.

If I rely solely on my own bitter training, I fear it will be difficult to cross that threshold.

I must utilize the pressure of a sufficiently powerful external force to help me shatter this bottleneck through a life-or-death struggle!"

Gu Rong clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles popping with a crisp sound:

"I must break through to the Titled Douluo realm within the next few years.

Otherwise, there won't be much potential left in me, and my life will stop right here!"

Qian Yu immediately understood his intent, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth:

"So, you want to borrow the ultimate pressure of my Dark Sacred Dragon to force out the potential of your Bone Dragon martial soul?"

"Exactly!"

Gu Rong did not hide his objective, shouting aloud.

"Let's have a satisfying fight!"

Qian Yu glanced around the quiet courtyard and calmly proposed:

"If we fight here, I fear a single move would level this garden to the ground.

We cannot unleash our full power here; let's go outside the city."

Gu Rong readily agreed, a brilliant light erupting in his eyes as he laughed heartily:

"Good!

How refreshing!

The wilderness thirty miles outside the city—I shall go ahead and wait for you there!"

As soon as his voice fell, the space around Gu Rong rippled, and his entire body instantly merged into the void, vanishing from the spot.

Bibi Dong looked at the place where Gu Rong had disappeared, frowning slightly, her tone carrying a hint of gravity:

"Brother Yu, Gu Rong has been famous for a long time, after all.

He is only two levels away from being a Titled Douluo.

His Bone Dragon martial soul is even more unpredictable.

Are you truly going to engage in a life-or-death struggle with him?"

Qian Yu took Bibi Dong's hand and chuckled, his eyes filled with absolute confidence:

"Rest assured, Dong'er. He wants to use my pressure to break through, and I happen to want to use this fine whetstone of his to practice my skills.

Let's go, it's time to keep our appointment. We shouldn't keep him waiting."

The Dark Sacred Dragon martial soul, while lacking spatial attributes, was absolutely a superior martial soul to Gu Rong's Bone Dragon!

That fact alone made crushing Gu Rong an effortless task!

The two figures flashed, transforming into streaks of light as they sped toward the outskirts of the city.

Thirty miles outside the city, on a desolate Gobi desert.

A wild wind howled, whipping up a sky full of dust and sand.

Gu Rong stood with his hands behind his back, his body radiating astonishing fluctuations of soul power that caused the surrounding space to subtly distort.

Seeing Qian Yu and Bibi Dong appear, a terrifying brilliance erupted in Gu Rong's eyes as he laughed heartily:

"Well come!"

Qian Yu settled Bibi Dong at a safe distance before walking forward alone, his tone indifferent:

"Since you seek a breakthrough, show me all your trump cards.

If you hold anything back, I fear you won't just fail to break through today—you will die here."

A fanatical fighting spirit emerged on Gu Rong's gaunt face as he shouted:

"Just as I intended!

Today, I shall let you witness the true power of my Bone Dragon!"

"Bone Dragon, possess!"

Following Gu Rong's roar, the phantom of a massive, stark-white bone dragon manifested behind him.

A cold, eerie aura surged into the sky.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!

Eight soul rings lit up in succession beneath Gu Rong's feet.

Gu Rong stared fixedly at Qian Yu, his voice low:

"Qian Yu, reveal your martial soul!"

Qian Yu's expression remained calm as he took a light step forward.

"As you wish."

"ROAR--!"

A heaven-shaking dragon roar resounded across the wilderness, and the ultimate darkness instantly swallowed the swirling sand and wind.

The massive, noble phantom of the Dark Sacred Dragon descended proudly behind Qian Yu, appearing like a god ruling over the world.

The terrifying pressure belonging to a superior true dragon bore down directly upon Gu Rong.

Watching Gu Rong, whose very bones were trembling, Qian Yu slowly raised a hand, his calm tone laced with extreme dominance:

"Come, let me see just how hard your bones truly are."

Feeling the terrifying oppression brought by the Dark Sacred Dragon, Gu Rong did not retreat; instead, the fanaticism in his eyes burned to its peak.

Gu Rong shouted:

"What an overbearing bloodline pressure!

It is worthy of being an ultimate martial soul!

Qian Yu, my soul power has reached the peak of level 88, so you had better be careful!"

Before the words had even faded, Gu Rong's figure flashed, utilizing spatial power to vanish into thin air.

The next second, he appeared directly behind Qian Yu.

"Third soul skill, Bone Spike Thrust!"

Several sharp, stark-white bone spikes tore through the air, whistling with lethal force as they struck toward Qian Yu's heart.

Facing this swift and vicious ambush, Qian Yu did not even turn his head.

He merely raised his right hand casually and flicked it backward.

"BANG--!"

A dense aura of darkness transformed into an impenetrable shield of shadow dragon scales.

Gu Rong's bone spikes, capable of piercing metal and stone, slammed into the scales.

They shattered instantly like rotten wood, turning into a cloud of bone dust!

Qian Yu slowly turned around, his tone remaining light and breezy:

"A peak level 88 Soul Douluo—your speed and use of space are not bad.

However, if this is the extent of your attacks, it isn't even enough to serve as my warm-up."

Qian Yu watched Gu Rong, who had been forced back several steps, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth:

"Gu Rong, show me some real skill.

If you don't hold the resolve to kill me, you will never even touch the threshold of a Titled Douluo in this lifetime."

Gu Rong shook his arm, which had been numbed by the impact, and instead of being discouraged, he let out a hearty laugh:

"Hahahaha!

Good!

What a fine Dark Sacred Dragon!

Since that is the case, I shall stop holding back!

Qian Yu, take this!"