Tang Chen Accepts the Challenge, Feng Zhi Promotes (Bonus Chapter for Book Friend Jiu Xing Ge)

Clear Sky Sect's base, Clear Sky Castle.

Bai Xiuzhu, a woman of the Speed Clan, was not qualified to meet Tang Chen. She could only hand Qian Xunji's letter over to Tang Zhen.

On the training grounds.

Tang Chen was training his two fine grandsons, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao.

His granddaughter Tang Yuehua had not awakened the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul and could not cultivate. She would never become a Spirit Master in her life, which disappointed him somewhat.

He could not brag before Qian Daoliu that his granddaughter Tang Yuehua had the potential to become a Titled Douluo.

Qian Daoliu, where was your granddaughter?

Oh, right, he had no granddaughter!

Not being able to take a jab at Qian Daoliu took a little joy out of life.

"Father, there is a letter for you, but its origin is unknown." Tang Zhen respectfully handed over the letter.

Tang Chen accepted it.

From the outside, the letter looked ordinary, unlike those of royalty and nobility, which bore gaudy embossed patterns.

But as a Tang Family man with Tang Syndrome, who often panted like an ox, he had a large nose and a keen sense of smell. One sniff told him this letter was anything but ordinary.

"This familiar scent..."

Tang Chen opened the letter, pulled out the paper, and saw the blood-red writing upon it.

Without bothering with the contents first, he brought the paper close to his nose and sniffed it.

"The scent of the purest Bloody Mary, a specialty of Hell Road in Slaughter City."

As Tang Chen spoke, his gaze changed, and he began seriously examining the words on the paper.

The blood-colored message was brief and conveyed only one meaning: someone wanted to challenge him.

The other party was offering a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone as the entry fee, and if he wanted it, he had to win the challenge.

Tang Chen rubbed his chin with his right hand and burst into hearty laughter.

"Interesting, interesting! This is truly far too interesting!"

"It has been too long. Ever since my Soul Power Level reached level 97, I have lost track of how many days it has been since anyone dared challenge me!"

"Whoever you are, since you dared take the initiative to challenge Tang Chen, come at me!"

"The mysterious Armor Douluo who appeared in Heaven Dou City and caused such a commotion!"

Tang Chen's booming laughter drew curious looks from Tang Zhen and his three sons.

Unlike Tang Chen, who was laughing heartily, Tang Zhen was filled with worry.

Clear Sky Sect's status as the Number One Sect Under Heaven rested entirely upon the fearsome reputation his father Tang Chen had forged: "Mighty Clear Sky Sect, peerless War Soul Hammer."

That mysterious Armor Douluo, who had appeared in Heaven Dou City several months ago and indiscriminately slaughtered criminals, was not Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu was a gentleman and his father's friend. When the two sparred, they always stopped short of going too far.

Even if they were injured, the wounds were minor and would heal after a few days of rest.

But that mysterious Armor Douluo was truly a living killing star.

Like Demon Subduer descending from heaven, truly the Sui God among men.

If he and Father fought with everything they had, that man's battle instincts were formidable, and he would never retreat a single step.

Tang Zhen sucked in a cold breath.

If Father won without suffering irreversible serious injuries, then all would be well.

But if both sides were badly injured, the consequences would be unthinkable.

What if they lost arms or legs, or their Soul Power fell?

The current Clear Sky Sect had no one but Father, a level 99 Limit Douluo, and himself, Tang Zhen, a mere level 93 Titled Douluo, to hold the fort.

One sect with two Titled Douluo was the envy of the world.

But only after sitting in the position of the Number One Sect Under Heaven and handling the sect's daily affairs did one understand how immense the pressure was.

If Clear Sky Sect lost Father's protection—the legendary figure of the Spirit Master World, one of the Two Peaks, a level 99 Limit Douluo—the consequences would be unthinkable.

Even if Spirit Hall did not intervene, he alone could not suppress those ambitious sects below them or maintain Clear Sky Sect's position as the Number One Sect Under Heaven.

For the sake of caution, Tang Zhen began plotting, and a cold glint flashed through his eyes.

The Clear Sky Twin Stars, standing nearby, did not have as many thoughts as Tang Zhen.

They only knew that a Spirit Master at the Limit Douluo level intended to challenge their invincible grandfather.

They did not believe their grandfather would lose this battle between Limit Douluo.

But in a battle between experts of the same level, their grandfather might very well use the Great Sumeru Hammer's Ring Detonation ultimate technique in actual combat.

Witnessing a practical demonstration of the Great Sumeru Hammer's Ring Detonation would bring enormous benefits to their growth.

"Grandfather, victory is certain!" Tang Hao shouted, raising the Clear Sky Hammer high.

Tang Chen laughed even louder at the sight.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's base, within Seven Treasure City.

After Ning Fengzhi finished reading the letter Tang Zhen had urgently sent through a member of the Speed Clan, a smile appeared on his face.

There was no warmth in that smile, only the cruelty of finally having found his target.

"What a rare opportunity." A cold light flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

He hoped both sides would be severely injured, lose arms or legs, and suffer a major decline in strength.

Then he would seize the opportunity to lead men in capturing the heavily injured Qian Xunji alive and offer him as a sacrifice to his father, whose body had been reduced to nothing but bones.

"Uncle Gu, since we have received news of this battle between Limit Douluo, let us spread it throughout the entire Spirit Master World." Ning Fengzhi stood up excitedly, spread his arms, and spoke.

"Fengzhi, you want those who bear grudges against the mysterious Armor Douluo to learn the news and use them as cannon fodder?" Bone Douluo Gu Rong guessed Ning Fengzhi's intentions.

"Uncle Gu knows me best."

The two exchanged a glance, and both revealed cruel smiles.

Those Spirit Masters from the small families of the Spirit Master World could die if they wished.

Being able to contribute their lives to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was their blessing.

Gu Rong did not know how strong Qian Xunji was, but he knew exactly how strong Tang Chen was.

No one could emerge unscathed after facing the Great Sumeru Hammer's Ring Detonation at full force.

The only outcomes of taking it head-on were death or serious injury.

Once Qian Xunji was severely injured, with less than one-tenth of his battle strength remaining and his flight speed reduced to less than a tenth of its former level, they would have a chance to kill him.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's base.

Like Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen also received the urgent letter Tang Zhen had sent through a member of the Speed Clan.

Unlike Ning Fengzhi, he did not think so much about it.

Regarding this battle between Limit Douluo, he was more interested in knowing exactly how great the gap between himself and a Limit Douluo was.

"I hope to see both sides fight with all their strength, rather than merely spar until a point is made." Yu Yuanzhen spoke with feeling.

Spirit City.

Worship Hall.

Ning Fengzhi had spread news of the mysterious Armor Douluo challenging Tang Chen everywhere.

Qian Daoliu only received this information several days later.

The person challenging Tang Chen could never be his useless son.

It was rare for someone to dare challenge Tang Chen. He had to go show his support.

Bibi Dong, who was reading and writing nearby, turned the matter over and over in her mind.

Yet she could not recall any incident from her previous life, when she was seven years old, in which someone had challenged Tang Chen.

Ever since awakening her martial soul, fragmented memories had intermittently surfaced in her mind. After more than a year, she had finally remembered everything from her previous life.

She was Bibi Dong, Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, Pope of Spirit Hall, and Empress of the Spirit Hall Empire.

A pitiful woman who deeply loved the God of Love's disciple Yu Xiaogang, yet was defiled by that bastard Qian Xunji, ruining her entire life.

What confused the reborn Bibi Dong, however, was that the one who had taken her as a disciple in this life was not that bastard Qian Xunji, but that old fool Qian Daoliu.

As for her bastard master from her previous life, he had already run away from home for more than a year.

Rather than staying in Pope Palace and properly handling documents, that bastard Qian Xunji had actually left Spirit City, and no one knew where he had gone.

His excuse for leaving home was, "Going out to find a Pope's wife, striving to marry and have children within three years."

Others might not understand Qian Xunji, that older single man, but how could Bibi Dong not understand him?

It would be a cold day in hell if that bastard could take a fancy to those ordinary, self-confident women outside with mediocre talent and mediocre strength.

Although Qian Xunji was a bastard, scum, and a man who understood neither love nor romance, Bibi Dong had to admit that he was not a lecher like Dai Mubai.

Qian Xunji in her previous life had almost never gone near women.