Lin Qiu looked at Qian Daoliu's old face, which was beaming like a chrysanthemum, and a sudden mischievous urge welled up inside him.
He had just obtained his Eighth Soul Ring, and he also had a devastating trump card like the Nine Secrets: Jie.
He'd been worrying about not finding a decent punching bag to test his strength on.
And Qian Daoliu, a level 99 Peerless Douluo with tough skin and thick bones who could fly, was practically the perfect test subject!
With that thought, Lin Qiu stopped and looked at Qian Daoliu with an amused expression.
"Old man."
Lin Qiu pulled his hand from his pocket and rolled his wrist. "Since we've run into each other, I'd like to ask you for a favor."
Qian Daoliu immediately perked up.
This was a perfect chance to curry favor with this "ancestor"!
"Just say the word, Xiao Qiu!"
Qian Daoliu thumped his chest. "If it's within my power, I won't refuse! Do you want rare treasures? A Soul Bone? Or is there someone you can't stand? I'll go wipe him out for you right now!"
Lin Qiu shook his head.
"Nothing that complicated."
He pointed to an open patch of ground nearby and grinned, showing two rows of pearly white teeth.
"I just broke through, and I'm itching for a fight."
"I want to find someone to spar with."
"Of everyone in Spirit Hall, you're about the only one who's halfway decent and can take a few of my moves."
"How about... we have a little match?"
The moment he said that, the air around them fell completely silent.
The smile froze on Qian Daoliu's face.
He blinked, wondering if he'd heard wrong.
"You want... to spar with me?"
Qian Daoliu pointed at himself, his tone strange. "Xiao Qiu, you're not