"Great, I'll try this grenade."
Ning Zhaoming stepped forward and picked up a grenade. He followed Ning Fengzhi's instructions, pulled the pin, and tossed it into the corner of the hall, about six meters away from them.
Five seconds later, a deafening boom rang out. The grenade exploded violently, gunpowder blasting outward as its terrifying power erupted. The surrounding walls came crashing down, sending clouds of dust billowing through the air. Chen Jianjun hurriedly raised a defensive barrier, shielding them from the blast.
The hall had collapsed, and the explosion had been deafening. The sect disciples were startled. Then, as they realized what had happened, they shouted:
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!!"
In an instant, dozens of experts rushed to the hall.
"Impudent! Who dares attack the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"
"Surrender at once!"
"..."
Chen Xin and Gu Rong arrived with them, hurrying to Ning Xiuyuan and the others.
"Sect Master, what happened? Where are the scoundrels who destroyed our sect?"
"Well..." Ning Xiuyuan was about to explain, but Gu Rong continued indignantly:
"Hmph! If I find out who did this, I'll hang him up, peel his skin off, and flick his little thing until he begs for death!"
Hearing their voices, Chen Jianjun stepped forward and raised his right hand.
Smack! Smack!
"You two little punks, get lost! I was testing a Soul Skill just now. Is there a problem?"
At that, Chen Xin and Gu Rong quickly waved their hands. "Ah, so it was you, Father. Nothing to worry about, nothing to worry about."
"Uncle Chen, sorry for the trouble, sorry for the trouble."
The two turned and ushered the crowd away.
"Go on, move along. Don't crowd around here. It's nothing. Elder Sword Douluo was testing a Soul Skill. Everyone, clear out!"
At that, the crowd