Snake Spear and Porcupinefish

"A visit requires mutual willingness. Our Holy Son is cultivating and has no time to visit your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo, please leave."

Salas refused outright.

Sword Douluo had already run out of patience. Whenever he saw the once lively and clever Ning Rongrong reduced to such a listless state, his heart twisted in pain.

With a flick of his Seven Kill Sword, a stream of Seven Kill Sword energy grazed past Salas's body, tearing apart and collapsing the roof of the Spirit Hall Temple.

"Salas, I have no time to waste with you. Hand Qiangu Aoshi over. As long as he behaves, I will not harm a single hair on his head."

"Otherwise, I'll use you today to see whether my Seven Kill Sword is still sharp!"

A chill ran down Salas's back. The roof beneath his feet shook violently, forcing him to leap onto another rooftop.

He summoned his martial soul, his entire body shrouded in light. Eight soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and four black—rose from beneath his feet.

He roared furiously:

"Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, are you truly going to make enemies of Spirit Hall?"

Ning Fengzhi hesitated for a moment, but ultimately made up his mind.

This was not Spirit Hall itself, merely a Spirit Hall Temple.

Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not to be trifled with either. As one of the three upper sects of Douluo Continent, as long as they did not directly attack Spirit Hall, dealing with a platinum bishop of a Spirit Hall Temple would not spiral beyond control.

"Uncle Sword, don't kill anyone. Just take Qiangu Aoshi away."

With Ning Fengzhi's approval, Sword Douluo no longer had any reservations.

Sword in hand, he charged straight toward the Spirit Hall Temple.

Salas flushed crimson with rage as several soul rings on his body lit up.

"Outrageous! Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, if you dare storm the Spirit Hall Temple today, then await Spirit Hall's thunderous wrath tomorrow!"

Deep within the Spirit Hall Temple.

Qiangu Aoshi pulled open the door and looked up at the sky. He sensed Sword Douluo's sharp, imposing aura.

A strange gleam flashed through his eyes.

I finished off Flender and Liu Erlong's batch of experience points this afternoon, and by evening, Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi have delivered another batch.

Coming to the Heaven Dou Empire was definitely the right choice. Breaking through to Titled Douluo is not far away now.

Still, this battle probably won't be easy...

Before Qiangu Aoshi could even greet Zhu Zhuqing, two figures clad in golden armor arrived at his side.

"Holy Son!"

Qiangu Aoshi looked over and recognized them at once.

"Elder Snake Spear, Elder Porcupinefish, why are you here?"

These two golden-armored figures were Snake Spear and Porcupinefish, the two Titled Douluo responsible for protecting Qian Renxue.

Snake Spear Douluo cupped his fists and said:

"Holy Son, the Young Mistress sent us to support you."

"The moment you arrived in Heaven Dou City, you fought the Golden Iron Triangle and caused such a huge commotion. The Young Mistress predicted that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not let this go, especially after what you did to Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Sword Douluo is immensely powerful, especially with Ning Fengzhi supporting him. The Titled Douluo with the greatest attack power on Douluo Continent, aided by the number one auxiliary soul master on the continent—even the two of us might not be his match."

"Let's leave first. We can remember today's humiliation and settle accounts with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in the future."

Qiangu Aoshi said nothing more. Raising a hand, he summoned his martial soul, the Coiling Dragon Staff. His outrageous soul ring configuration—one yellow, two purple, three black, and one red—rose beneath his feet.

The fierce pressure of that hundred-thousand-year soul ring made even Snake Spear and Porcupinefish's expressions change, leaving them shaken by Qiangu Aoshi's soul ring configuration.

Qiangu Aoshi spoke righteously.

"Elders, look at the situation now."

"Sword Douluo has already come to our doorstep. Bishop Salas suffered such humiliation only because he was protecting me."

"If I leave today, what right would I have to remain the Holy Son?"

"If you two elders wish to leave, then go ahead. Today, I'll weigh Sword Douluo's strength and see whether the Seven Kill Sword is sharper, or the Coiling Dragon Staff is mightier."

Snake Spear and Porcupinefish were deeply shaken.

Looking at Qiangu Aoshi's young face, they could not help but feel somewhat ashamed of themselves.

No wonder he could become the Holy Son. This conviction and courage won the heartfelt admiration of the two Titled Douluo.

They exchanged a glance, both feeling their blood boil. Qiangu Aoshi was willing to fight Sword Douluo to defend Spirit Hall. If the two of them left now, could they still call themselves men?

Snake Spear Douluo laughed boldly.

"If the Holy Son has such resolve, then we brothers will go mad with you for once and see just how strong Sword Douluo truly is."

Porcupinefish Douluo grinned.

"Same here."

Qiangu Aoshi was delighted. If he faced Sword Douluo alone, whether he could win remained uncertain.

But with Snake Spear and Porcupinefish's help, victory was certain today.

He would gladly accept Sword Douluo's soul power.

Qiangu Aoshi gave Zhu Zhuqing a look, telling her to stay in the Spirit Hall Temple and not run around. He then headed toward the battlefield with Snake Spear and Porcupinefish, the two Titled Douluo.

With a thunderous crash, Salas flew backward like a sandbag and slammed into a wall, smashing it half apart.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Salas's eyes were bloodshot with fury.

"Chen Xin, Spirit Hall will not let you off!"

Sword Douluo lifted his chin arrogantly. Hailed as the continent's number one in attack power, he was naturally overflowing with pride.

"Then come and try!"

The moment his words fell, two furious shouts rang out.

"Then let's try!"

"Chen Xin, do you think Spirit Hall has no one?"

The two golden-armored figures met Chen Xin in battle. The three swiftly became entangled in combat, and the force of three Titled Douluo weighed down the entire sky.

Qiangu Aoshi stepped out slowly and first came to Salas's side. He raised a hand to help him up, then used the healing ability of the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone to treat Salas's injuries.

His voice was gentle, as though it carried a convincing power.

"Bishop Salas, you did very well. Leave the rest to us."

Salas was already several decades old, yet hearing Qiangu Aoshi comfort him, he somehow felt his nose sting.

Looking at Qiangu Aoshi's young face, Salas felt dazed for a moment before his spirits surged.

With such a Holy Son, Spirit Hall's future was bright.

"This old man was incapable and disgraced Spirit Hall..."

The fierce battle in the sky continued.

Sword Douluo was indeed powerful. His cultivation was profound, with ninety-sixth-rank soul power and the peerlessly sharp Seven Kill Sword martial soul.

But Snake Spear and Porcupinefish were no weaklings either. Anyone who could become a Titled Douluo was a living legend.

Working together, Snake Spear and Porcupinefish made even Sword Douluo feel somewhat troubled.

"Seven treasures turn to glazed tile: first, strength; second, speed; third, attack..."

Ning Fengzhi's expression was grave. He had assumed Qiangu Aoshi was alone, but he had not expected two Titled Douluo to be guarding him.

Thinking about it, that made sense.

How could a dignified Holy Son possibly have no one protecting him?

Under Ning Fengzhi's enhancement, Sword Douluo's presence surged. Like a war god descended, he drove Snake Spear and Porcupinefish back step by step.