Sword Douluo Wanted to Break a Spear with His Sword?

The Tyrant Spear Intent, suppressing all other Spear Intent?

Yin Chuan knew that being a little arrogant would bring rewards, and sure enough, good stuff came its way.

If you're the best in the world, the system will definitely give you some gold coins, right?

As for family and influence...

"Xiao San, it's time to establish a sect."

Yin Chuan looked at Tang San.

"Uncle, you mean?"

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Is it finally going to become a sect?

Oh my god!

Could it be that...

Tang San was so excited that his breathing became rapid, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

Tang Sect!

If the Tang Sect could reappear in the Douluo Continent

He would even be willing to have his Uncle become his godfather!

"That's right, establish a sect."

"Xiao San, you know your Uncle's ambitions lie elsewhere. The task of establishing a sect will be entrusted to you."

Yin Chuan spoke casually, but to Tang San, it sounded like heavenly music!

"Uncle, how about we call it Tang Sect?"

Tang San asked cautiously.

Although he really wanted to rebuild the Tang Sect, his Uncle's opinion was also very important.

If his Uncle doesn't agree with the name Tang Sect, then he can only make do with the Tang Sect for now and deal with it later.

The Tang Sect is a thing of the past.

My Uncle is right in front of me.

We can't let the past cause us to miss out on the people in front of us, can we?

The Tang Sect can be established at any time, but the opportunity to honor one's Uncle is invaluable, as it is often too late.

"Tang Sect, Tang San, okay, this one will do."

Yin Chuan seemed to be murmuring in a low voice.

Whatever.

He didn't care anyway. This sect was just a tool for Di Tian and the others to see. They had to take the blame and do the dirty work.

It couldn't be better if Tang San took the initiative.

"Thank you, Uncle!"

"Uncle, please accept a bow from the Xiao San!"

Tang San was overjoyed and stopped walking. He blocked Yin Chuan and immediately kowtowed three times and nine times.

My Uncle is so kind.

They even helped him fulfill his wish to rebuild the Tang Sect. With such family, what regrets could one possibly have in life?

Tang San's eyes filled with tears. It seemed that all the hard work he had done in the Tang Sect in his previous life had finally paid off, and good fortune was waiting for him here!

If he had known that jumping off the Ghost's Sorrow would lead him to his Uncle, he would have jumped long ago!

"Alright, Xiao San, no need for such a grand gesture."

Yin Chuan had no choice but to help Tang San up.

Oh no, Tang San is even more feudal than he thought.

"Of course, Uncle. You are my second parents, my provider. It's only right."

Tang San nodded emphatically and said very seriously.

Two lifetimes

So far, only his Uncle has been able to enter his heart.

If the timing hadn't been wrong, he would definitely have confessed his past and present lives to his Uncle.

"Get up first, we're here to challenge you."

"Xiao San, the fate of the Tang Sect hinges on this battle. You'd better be fully prepared."

Yin Chuan smiled helplessly and offered a reminder.

"Good!"

"The Xiao San will definitely not let her Uncle down!"

Tang San was extremely excited and stood up, his eyes filled with serious fighting spirit. This was the Tang Sect's debut battle!

On the other side.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu arrived at a small restaurant. After Ning Rongrong showed a token,

The waiter's expression changed, and he led the two to the second floor, where they met Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, who had been waiting there.

"Rongrong, is this your classmate?"

"What should I call you?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Xiao Wu with a friendly expression.

"Rongrong."

Sword Douluo stood behind Ning Fengzhi, gazing at Ning Rongrong with doting eyes.

"Dad, her Xiao Wu."

Ning Rongrong introduced herself with a smile.

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly.

He wasn't very interested in Xiao Wu.

What interested him even more, no, what interested him extremely was Yin Chuan.

"Rongrong, where is the teacher in Yin Chuan you mentioned in your letter?"

Ning Fengzhi's gaze was scrutinizing yet held a hint of expectation.

Soul Emperor under 25 years old!

Possessing Martial Soul Fusion Skill, he defeated the Golden Iron Triangle.

Such a genius could easily win first place even in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Tournament.

If we could recruit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it would be an incredibly wonderful thing.

Moreover, through Ning Rongrong's constant praise and protection, Ning Fengzhi could also see his girl's feelings for this teacher from Yin Chuan.

He himself wholeheartedly agreed.

With Yin Chuan's talent, it's almost inevitable that he will become Titled Douluo in the future.

Ning Fengzhi was naturally pleased that his daughter and sect would be secure for the next hundred years, and was even a little afraid that the perfect husband he had in mind would slip away.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were somewhat displeased with Yin Chuan's attitude.

After all, she's a granddaughter I've watched grow up.

They were just lured away by Yin Chuan like that; no wonder Jian Gu and the other two were devastated.

Moreover, given how talented Yin Chuan is, it would be a lie to say they have no ideas.

Bone Douluo stayed at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to guard the home.

Sword Douluo, unable to contain his curiosity, followed along, wanting to test Yin Chuan's abilities.

"Yes, Rongrong, where is Yin Chuan?"

"Blue Silver Tyrant Spear..."

"I've never heard of this Martial Soul before, but both Yin Chuan and Tang San have Martial Soul. It shouldn't be Mutated Martial Soul, but rather some kind of unique family-inherited Martial Soul."

"I just wonder how that Blue Silver Tyrant Spear compares to my Seven Kill Sword?"

Sword Douluo narrowed his eyes, his fighting spirit rising, and the Seven Kill Sword involuntarily appeared in his hand, emitting a series of sword cries.

From Ning Rongrong's description, it's not hard to see that the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear is a top-tier Power Attack System Martial Soul.

This aroused Sword Douluo's curiosity, making him want to compete with him.

"Dad, Grandpa Jian, I'll take you to see Teacher Yin Chuan right away!"

"You'll be very surprised when you see it!"

"He is the most perfect man in the world."

Ning Rongrong's sweet, lovestruck expression made Sword Douluo grind his teeth.

Their competitive spirit intensified even further.

Hmph, he'd like to see what kind of brat has managed to be so infatuated with his Rongrong!

[Side Quest Triggered: King of Weapons]

[Sword Douluo has developed a competitive spirit towards you. Let him see what a true weapon is. The spear is the King of Weapons; the so-called sword is nothing but a fancy facade. How easy it is to break a sword with a spear!]

[Reward: King of Weapons (Blue Silver Tyrant Spear passive skill, suppresses the combat power of all weapon Martial Soul by 20%)]

"King of Weapons?"

Yin Chuan had already checked into a branch of the Rose Hotel, suddenly opened her eyes.

Suppress all weapon Martial Soul,

This is great stuff!

Overbearing!

"Sword Douluo, you're using your sword to attack my spear?"

"Does he really think he's a sword saint?"

Yin Chuan only cared about the reward of the King of Weapons and completely disregarded the fighting spirit of the Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo was merely a few decades older than him.

His cultivation level is a bit too high.

Let alone being at the same cultivation level, even without using Soul Skill or Soul Power, Yin Chuan could make Sword Douluo question his existence.

Let Sword Douluo know what it means to be stronger with an inch longer!

In a real fight, Yin Chuan was not afraid at all. His Spear Technique was not for nothing; that Blue Silver Tyrant Spear was not just for show.