Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze toward the entrance of the hall and saw a young man walk in with a smile on his lips. He carried himself with ease, his brows radiating a heroic air. Confidence and high spirits filled his entire being, and coupled with his already striking appearance, he even left Ning Fengzhi stunned for a moment.
But when Ning Fengzhi saw the scene behind him, his face turned deathly pale.
A small cauldron floated behind Xiao Wujiu, with two figures suspended in midair on either side of it. They were none other than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two guardian Douluo!
He stared at the sight in disbelief, finding it utterly absurd!
One was Chen Xin, the level ninety-six Sword Douluo, hailed as the Title Douluo with the strongest offensive power. The other was Gu Rong, the level ninety-five Bone Douluo, hailed as the Title Douluo with the strongest defense. Yet both had been subdued by a mere youth?
Chen Xin's white robes were stained black, and he looked rather disheveled. He had clearly been defeated head-on.
Gu Rong, meanwhile, still had intact robes and did not appear nearly as bedraggled. However, his face was filled with despondence and unwillingness, as though he had been captured outright.
As the master of a sect, and the man who had developed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to its present state, Ning Fengzhi was undoubtedly among the very best when it came to intellect, aside from strength.
Yet even he was stunned by what lay before him. The strongest offense had been defeated in a direct clash, while the strongest defense had been captured without a scratch.
Was this even right?
Ning Fengzhi forcibly suppressed the surging waves in his heart, maintaining a calm exterior as best he