"Old man! Are you alright?!" Bone Douluo immediately caught the falling Sword Douluo.
Ning Fengzhi also poured Soul Power into Chen Xin's body as if it cost nothing, healing him.
Chen Xin slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he said after opening them was...
"Fengzhi, I... broke through to Rank 97! Hahaha!"
The bottleneck that had trapped him for years had finally shattered.
At that moment, Chen Xin felt utterly refreshed!
"I know, Uncle Sword... I know..." Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin with equal excitement.
He knew just how deep Chen Xin's obsession with Rank 97 had been, and he was sincerely happy for him.
At that moment, Lin Ya descended from the sky as well.
"Let me handle it."
Lin Ya walked up to Chen Xin, and Twin Hands materialized behind him out of thin air.
Red and blue light fell upon him, and the horrifying wounds covering Chen Xin's body quickly healed.
Lin Ya even casually reattached his severed arm.
"Perfect. Absolutely perfect."
Chen Xin moved his arm around. It was exactly the same as before, without even the slightest discomfort.
Chen Xin looked at Lin Ya excitedly. "If it weren't for you, I never would've broken through to Rank 97. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to save this arm either. If you ever need anything in the future, I'll spare no effort to help!"
"No need to be so polite. It was just a small favor." Lin Ya did not think much of it.
Meanwhile, Ning Fengzhi looked seriously at Lin Ya. "Actually, there is a way. Lin Ya, do you want a Titled Douluo?"
"Huh?" Lin Ya was utterly baffled.
What did that mean? Was he planning to give Sword Douluo to him?
Seeing Lin Ya's expression, Ning