Shrek Seven Monsters Split Apart! Seven Treasures Turn to Glazed, I Don't Care What Level You Are

If she could take this person as a disciple,

Bibi Dong had the confidence.

She would only need thirty years...

No.

She would only need twenty years.

She could cultivate a twin-martial-soul genius at the Title Douluo level.

After all, as the owner of the Devouring Soul Spider Emperor martial soul,

Bibi Dong naturally understood what methods could be used to elevate strength at the fastest speed.

No wonder he could be titled as the Death God Douluo.

But what a pity.

This child belongs to the Black World...

Bibi Dong's fanaticism only lasted for a short while before she gradually calmed down, a trace of regret revealing itself in her eyes.

She could now more or less empathize with that feeling of wanting to take someone else as a disciple,

only for the other party to refuse with some reason, leaving her utterly helpless.

Ah, wait.

Take a disciple?

Bibi Dong seemed to have suddenly thought of something, her complexion turning extremely unsightly.

One had to know that upon seeing Tang Chuan's spirit skills,

even she herself could not control the urge bubbling up to take him as a disciple.

Could it be that the teacher of Tang Chuan from the Black World was...

The moment Bibi Dong thought of this possibility,

her mindset instantly imploded even further.

[Successfully absorbing the first spirit ring,]

[Tang Chuan felt quite satisfied with the acquired spirit skill.]

[After experiencing a few days of long-distance travel,]

[the group finally arrived at the destination of this trip, the headquarters of Spirit Hall—Spirit City.]

[Perhaps because the Martial Soul Tournament was being held these few days,]

[the entire Spirit City was exceptionally lively, with people coming and going in the bustling streets and alleys, occasionally accompanied by the simultaneous booming of fireworks.]

[Looking at the dazzling array of merchandise all around,]

[Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, who had been playing wild in the wilderness for a month, could no longer restrain themselves.]

[Their shopping hearts were beating wildly.]

[Then the two little girls looked eagerly at Tang Chuan and Lan Yin.]

[Only at this moment,]

[Lan Yin calmly protected Tang Chuan behind her, pointed in a certain direction, and spoke.]

["Rongrong, the people who are here to pick you up have arrived."]

[Ning Rongrong was startled, raising her head to look.]

[Sure enough, she saw two familiar figures rapidly rushing toward this side.]

["Wow, Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa, I'm right here!" Ning Rongrong waved her hand happily.]

[The arrivals were none other than the missing Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.]

[The two had obviously recovered from their injuries and gathered here to discuss ways to rescue Ning Fengzhi.]

[Yet they never expected that at this moment, the aura of the sect token on Ning Rongrong's body would suddenly appear nearby.]

[That was why they had hurried over to confirm.]

[Only,]

[when the two saw Ning Rongrong cheerfully waving at them]

[while simultaneously holding hands with a blue-haired little handsome boy of the same age,]

[the expressions of the two old men both became somewhat subtle.]

[After the three exchanged greetings,]

[Ning Rongrong quickly revealed to them the matter of Tang Chuan and the others helping her obtain her first spirit ring.]

[Hearing this, Sword and Bone Douluos also respectfully cupped their fists toward Lan Yin and Tang Chuan,]

[expressing gratitude at the cost of owing the two a favor.]

[Ning Rongrong did not expect to part ways with Tang Chuan so soon, feeling some reluctance in her heart.]

[Fortunately, both sides agreed to reunite at the Martial Soul Tournament later.]

[Only then did Ning Rongrong leave with Sword and Bone Douluos, looking back every three steps.]

[In order to bring Lan Yin's state to her peak,]

[the two spent a full several hours]

[summoning all the Blue Silver Grass in the several forests surrounding Spirit City.]

[With everything ready,]

[the two settled Xiao Wu in the inn and then hurried toward the venue of the Martial Soul Tournament.]

[However, by this time,]

[the Upper Three Sects and Spirit Hall had already broken out into an all-out war.]

[Sword Douluo was even locked in a fierce battle with Spirit Hall's Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo.]

[Ning Rongrong, following closely behind Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi, caught sight of Tang Chuan at a glance and immediately reunited with the two,]

[excitedly recounting everything that had just happened.]

[Meanwhile, Ning Fengzhi stood to the side, curiously sizing up Tang Chuan and Lan Yin.]

[Especially upon learning that Lan Yin was a Title Douluo with a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, even he could not quite suppress the excitement in his heart.]

[Thus, after politely expressing gratitude to the two for saving Ning Rongrong's life,]

[Ning Fengzhi tentatively inquired whether the two had any thoughts of joining the sect.]

[Yet a single sentence from Tang Chuan completely blocked off his thoughts.]

["Can the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect help me wipe out the Clear Sky Sect?"]

[This sentence directly choked Ning Fengzhi into complete silence.]

"Hmph, mere Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, how could it possibly be mentioned in the same breath as my Clear Sky Sect?"

Tang Hao let out a cold snort with an impatient expression.

He harbored an exceptionally intense sense of belonging toward the Clear Sky Sect.

After all, it was because of him back then

that the illustrious number-one sect in the world was forced to seal itself off and retreat from the world.

Therefore, regarding the Clear Sky Sect,

Tang Hao had always carried a sense of guilt and responsibility.

Thus, he absolutely did not allow anyone to insult his sect.

Yet upon hearing these words,

Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong of the White World frowned in unison.

Even Ning Fengzhi, who was always scholarly and gentle, gradually wore a hint of gloom on his face.

"Oh, interesting, Your Excellency Haotian seems quite confident in his own strength." Sword Douluo raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth curving into an indifferent arc.

Tang San and the Shrek group felt their hearts skip a beat,

and they hurriedly stepped out to smooth things over.

"Uncle Ning, Senior Sword Douluo, my father spoke without thinking, please don't take it to heart."

"That's right, Rongrong, everyone is on the same side, please definitely don't have internal strife at a time like this."

"Let it go, let it go, it's not worth it, it's really not worth it."

Although Ning Rongrong was burning with anger in her heart,

she also knew that now was not the time to quarrel.

In the end, amidst the comfort of the Shrek group and her teacher, she forcibly suppressed her temper,

merely pulling Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing to walk off to the very edge,

putting distance between herself and Tang San and Tang Hao.

Tang Hao knew he had spoken out of turn,

and in his heart, he also felt some regret.

However, as a Title Douluo,

making him apologize at this moment was definitely out of the question.

After all, he still had his pride to maintain.

Not far away, Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, seeing that both sides had already developed a rift,

instantly bloomed with joy,

even feeling somewhat regretful that the two sides hadn't just started fighting outright so they could watch a good show.

[Boom.]

[The crowd was attracted by the massive commotion.]

[Turning their heads, they saw that Golden Crocodile Douluo had already been defeated in Sword Douluo's hands.]

[The other factions, led by the Upper Three Sects, also gradually suppressed the powerhouse figures of Spirit Hall.]

[The situation displayed a one-sided trend.]

[However, Tang Chuan knew that the battle was still far from over.]

[Accompanied by a dazzling golden light soaring into the sky,]

[Qian Daoliu, who had unleashed his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul Avatar, appeared at the very top of the Spirit Hall palace.]

[A single feather flying out from just one Angel Judgment]

[virtually wiped out the vast majority of the powerhouses on the field.]

[It made people involuntarily marvel at the terrifying might of a rank-99 Limit Douluo.]

[Though Sword Douluo tried his utmost, he ultimately failed to injure Qian Daoliu,]

[suppressed by his terrifying momentum to the point of being unable to advance an inch.]

[Had the Asura Demon Sword not been blocking the front,]

[he likely would have long since lost the strength to continue fighting.]

["Seven Treasures Turn to Glazed, one: Power."]

["Sword Grandpa, Rongrong will help you beat the big bad guy!!!"]

[At this very moment, Ning Rongrong directly broke free from her father's hand, picked up the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and rushed howling in front of Sword Douluo, attempting to block Qian Daoliu's momentum.]

[Yet her power was ultimately still too weak.]

[She was quickly blown flying by the gale,]

[crashing to the ground with a cry of "Waah."]

[The golden feather followed closely behind.]

["Rongrong!!"]

["No." Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi watched with eyes splitting from grief and rage.]

[At this critical juncture,]

[Tang Chuan seized the opportunity when everyone else was too late to rescue her,]

[brushing past countless feathers with a footwork that looked perilous to outsiders]

[yet carried not a single shred of risk for himself, and rapidly rushed in front of Ning Rongrong.]

[The three spirit skills of Soul Devouring, Soul Severing, and Soul Swallowing were unleashed simultaneously.]

[Tang Chuan gripped the enlarged Clear Sky Hammer and heavily smashed it toward the incoming feather.]

[The moment of collision—]

[the terrifying explosive shockwave instantly submerged his figure.]