A Single Punch Crushes Ghost Douluo

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

Upon hearing the order, Ghost Douluo, who stood nearby, nodded. At the same time, a black shadow appeared behind him.

Then, his body turned into a mass of black mist and abruptly rushed toward Qin Feng and the other three in the stands.

"Xiong Er, you handle this."

Seeing this, Qin Feng slightly turned his head and looked at Xiong Er beside him.

With Xiong Er's strength, even without revealing his true form, he could crush Ghost Douluo with sheer physical power.

"Alright."

Xiong Er did not refuse. Looking at Ghost Douluo charging toward him, disdain flashed through his eyes.

If this were Bald Bear Ridge, this man would not even be qualified to set foot inside.

As Ghost Douluo reached him, Xiong Er rose to his feet, leaped from his seat, and swung his fist at the black mist before him.

"Humph! You overestimate yourself!"

Seeing this, Ghost Douluo snorted coldly, mockery flashing in his eyes.

He was a Title Douluo. Even without using any Soul Skills, he was not someone a low-level Soul Master could withstand.

He immediately accelerated and charged at Xiong Er.

Bang!

In an instant, the two figures collided with a dull thud.

Boom!

Immediately afterward, a figure was sent flying and smashed into the ground with a thunderous crash.

That figure was none other than Ghost Douluo!

Ghost Douluo lay sprawled on the ground, his arm that had clashed with Xiong Er's covered in crimson blood.

"Th... that's impossible!"

Ghost Douluo struggled to his feet. Ignoring the pain in his arm, he raised his head and looked at Xiong Er with shock and deep confusion in his eyes.

Although he was not a Soul Master known for defense, he should not have been injured so easily. Besides, neither of them had used a Soul Skill.

Unless this man's Soul Power was above rank ninety-five, but was that even possible?

There were only so many Title Douluos on the continent. He was certain that this man was not among them.

"What?!"

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted as she watched from the side, her face filled with shock.

She knew Ghost Douluo's strength better than anyone. While fighting above his rank was unlikely, he had never lost against weaker Soul Masters!

"Too weak. You're not even one ten-thousandth as strong as that big bald guy."

In midair, Xiong Er put his hands on his hips and shook his head disdainfully.

Bald Qiang could at least exchange a few moves with him through physical strength alone, yet this man could not even withstand one punch.

Hearing the mockery, anger appeared on Ghost Douluo's face, but he had no strength to refute it. After all, he had truly lost to this man.

"Who are you, sir?"

At that moment, Bibi Dong took a deep breath and fixed her gaze on Qin Feng.

However, Qin Feng did not answer. His consciousness sank into the system, and when he saw the one million Shock Value on his character panel, a smile appeared on his lips.

Sure enough, the Golden Generation was utterly incomparable to Bibi Dong!

After all that effort, he had only earned two hundred thousand Shock Value from the Golden Generation.

But Bibi Dong had contributed eight hundred thousand Shock Value in no time at all.

Coming back to his senses, he turned his gaze toward Bibi Dong.

"Your Holiness, have you forgotten so quickly what happened in the Star Dou Great Forest?"

Qin Feng replied with a smile.

"It was you!"

Hearing that answer, Bibi Dong instantly understood everything.

No wonder these people did not fear Spirit Hall, and no wonder Ghost Douluo had lost. If they were Extreme Douluos, Ghost Douluo's defeat was not undeserved.

"What is your purpose in coming here?"

Bibi Dong asked in a deep voice. The hand gripping her scepter turned slightly pale.

Although her strength made dealing with Extreme Douluos no problem, she had to conceal her power because of the divine position.

If these people truly started fighting, it would be troublesome.

"Purpose? Naturally, it was to witness Your Holiness's beauty."

Qin Feng answered casually as he patted Brother Qiang beside him, signaling that it was time to leave.

He had earned over a million Shock Value here anyway, so leaving now was no loss.

If he waited until Qiandao Liu and the Title Douluos from the Hall of Offerings emerged, leaving later would be much harder.

It was not that he feared Qiandao Liu. His own strength was simply too low. If Brother Qiang and Xiong Er were occupied fighting and had no time to look after him, would he not be dead?

"You!"

Bibi Dong was somewhat enraged by those words.

Sure enough, this man had not changed his bad habits from two years ago.

She truly did not know what charm he possessed to make two Extreme Douluos follow him.

"Your Holiness, I shall take my leave."

With that, Qin Feng headed toward the exit of the Great Soul Arena.

Seeing this, Bald Qiang and the others hurriedly followed him.

The soldiers surrounding the Great Soul Arena were about to stop them, but then they noticed Bibi Dong's gaze.

Helplessly, they could only allow the group to leave.

"Your Holiness, are we really just letting them leave like that?"

After Qin Feng and his group had gone, Ghost Douluo asked unwillingly.

They had injured him and still left unharmed. Was that not the same as trampling Spirit Hall's dignity beneath their feet?

"What else could we do? Two Extreme Douluos—who could stop them if they wanted to leave?"

Bibi Dong's expression was equally grim, but she knew that if they truly fought, only Spirit Hall would suffer.

With two Extreme Douluos, even if Qiandao Liu came in person, he would only be beaten.

"Whew! We cannot let them keep acting so arrogantly!"

Bibi Dong stared at Qin Feng's departing back and muttered quietly.

They dared to enter Martial Soul City and mock them this time. Who could guarantee that next time, they would not shit right on Spirit Hall's heads?

"Notify all Title Douluos of Spirit Hall. We will head to the Xingdou Great Forest on another day!"

Bibi Dong glanced at Ghost Douluo and spoke coldly.

"Your Holiness, won't the Title Douluos of the Elders' Hall alone be insufficient?"

Ghost Douluo hesitated upon hearing this.

That one punch had nearly killed him. Were the Title Douluos of the Elders' Hall not simply going there to die?

"I know. I will discuss it with the Grand Offering."

Bibi Dong nodded. Though she was reluctant, she had no better option.

Although she and Qiandao Liu were at odds, with two Extreme Douluos, asking him for help was the only good solution she had.

After leaving the Great Soul Arena, Qin Feng and his group directly departed Martial Soul City.

"Your Highness, are we going back?"

Dajin looked at Martial Soul City behind them, then turned to Qin Feng beside him.

"Why go back? We're going to Tiandou City."

Qin Feng shook his head. One million Shock Value was not enough—he had not earned nearly enough yet.

With that, Qin Feng had Brother Qiang take him to Tiandou City.

At the same time, within the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

"School Master, Flandre requests an audience outside."

Inside the main hall, a member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School knelt on one knee and spoke respectfully.

"Flandre?"

Hearing that name, Ning Fengzhi raised his head, confusion flashing in his eyes.

Naturally, he knew Flandre. He was the dean of Shrek Academy, the academy Rongrong was currently attending.

What puzzled him was why Flandre had come to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School. Could something have happened to Rongrong?

"Let him in."

Without thinking further, Ning Fengzhi waved his hand.

"Uncle Sword, why do you think Flandre has come this time?"

After his subordinate left, Ning Fengzhi looked at Sword Douluo beside him.

"I don't know."

Sword Douluo shook his head, equally puzzled.

Logically, if Flandre had business with them, he should have contacted the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School through Rongrong. Why had he come personally?

Before long, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School member who had just left returned to the main hall with a man whose hair was a complete mess.