Sword Douluo Chen Xin Was Defeated

Two days passed. Suddenly, two powerful auras approached at high speed. At the same time, the system, which had been quiet for so long, issued a mission.

"Face the formidable Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo and teach them how to behave. Show them the might of the Flame Emperor Sect."

Mission 1: Have Hua Xiong defeat Bone Douluo. Reward: Hua Xiong comprehends a Trait suited to him.

Mission 2: Have Guan Sheng defeat Sword Douluo. Reward: One Random Summoning Card.

Yang Xiu studied the sudden missions carefully. Hua Xiong's mission was a little dicey, but a Trait mattered too much to pass up. It would make Hua Xiong more than an ordinary Super Douluo. He had his martial technique, Hundred-Mile Slash, which counted as a powerful Self-Created Soul Skill on Douluo Continent. But against a warrior with a Trait, Hua Xiong would still be the one taking a beating even if that warrior's Soul Power was slightly lower. So even if Hua Xiong had to fight with his life on the line, he had to complete this mission.

Hua Xiong, Guan Sheng, and Zhao Wuji soon arrived. Before long, Bai Kai came with his daughter. After greeting Yang Xiu, Bai Kai got straight to the point. This matter concerned them, after all.

"Sect Master, are people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect coming?"

"Probably. Two of them are very strong. We'll wait here; I doubt they'll take long. Oh, Wuji, go keep an eye on Xiao Wu. Don't let her run around and get spotted, or this could turn into a fight to the death." This was not the original story, and they had no ties to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Faced with the temptation of a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, Yang Xiu would not gamble on what was in their hearts.

"I understand, Sect Master." Zhao Wuji answered solemnly, knowing how important this was, and quickly left.

Zhao Wuji soon found Xiao Wu chatting with Tang San. When she had sensed the powerful auras, she had wanted to bring Tang San over to take a look. But then she had wondered whether they belonged to someone outside the Flame Emperor Sect and remembered the matter with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She knew auras that strong belonged to Titled Douluo, so she had stayed away.

"Little Rabbit, go back to your room with Xiao San. Don't stay outside," Zhao Wuji said bluntly.

"Teacher Zhao? Did something happen?" Tang San asked.

"People from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are here. Take Xiao Wu back to your room. That's enough questions."

Tang San still wanted to ask more. He had plenty of doubts, but Xiao Wu spoke before he could. There was no playfulness in her voice.

"Brother San, let's go back."

Tang San was frustrated, but in the end he said,

"All right."

Once Zhao Wuji saw them go back, he returned to Yang Xiu. By then, Flender had led Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo in.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo stormed inside. Then Sword Douluo sensed Guan Sheng's and Hua Xiong's auras. He could not gauge Yang Xiu's strength, only tell that the young man was no weakling. But given Yang Xiu's age, he paid him little mind.

He sent a voice transmission. "Fengzhi, Old Bone. Don't be rash."

"Uncle Jian, are they strong?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

"One aura is a little weaker than Old Bone's. Another is about the same. The third is unfathomable—possibly stronger than me."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment.

"Understood."

Only then did Ning Fengzhi notice their clothes. People from the Flame Emperor Sect? And they aren't even the two Titled Douluo mentioned in our intelligence?

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, we underestimated the Flame Emperor Sect."

Gu Rong swallowed and sent a voice transmission. "They're from the Flame Emperor Sect? They have this many Titled Douluo?"

Their exchange took only an instant. By then, they had come close to Yang Xiu and the others.

Ning Fengzhi spoke. "You are from the Flame Emperor Sect, I take it? May I ask how my daughter offended you? One of your people struck her. If she gave offense, would you tell me how?"

Gu Rong spoke up as well. "Hand over the person who hit Rongrong, or don't blame us for what happens next." Though uneasy, he refused to lose ground in bearing.

Yang Xiu had been wondering how to complete the missions, and now Bone Douluo had stepped forward of his own accord. Amusement colored his voice.

"Oh? And what exactly would you do?"

"Uncle Gu,

Let me handle this. Please don't say any more." Ning Fengzhi had no desire for a head-on clash. Spirit Hall posed too great a threat. His daughter had been hit, but it had happened between youngsters, and he knew her temperament all too well. Perhaps suffering this once would even help her grow. "Fengzhi, we can't bear to see Rongrong suffer the slightest grievance, much less be struck," Bone Douluo said unhappily.

Yang Xiu smiled as he watched them argue. Ning Fengzhi had little choice in the matter: he was only a Soul Saint, and a support-type at that. Finally, Yang Xiu spoke.

"Sect Master Ning, how about this? I'll propose something fairer. I'm sure you know your daughter's temper better than anyone. Some things shouldn't be said, and saying them comes at a price."

"After all, this isn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Not everyone will indulge her. You may not like hearing that, but it's the truth, isn't it?"

"Here's my proposal. My people will fight Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo one-on-one, two matches in all. If we lose, the Flame Emperor Sect will help the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect once when it faces trouble in the future. If we win, we let this matter end here. Either way, the Flame Emperor Sect will be a friend to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect from now on. What do you say?"

Yang Xiu was giving Ning Fengzhi a way to save face. He did not want to burn his bridges with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. It was true that his people had struck Ning Fengzhi's daughter, and true that Ning Fengzhi knew her temperament. But if Yang Xiu wanted him to swallow his anger willingly, he had to give a little ground.

Ning Fengzhi fell silent and looked at the daughter beside him. When will she grow up? Perhaps she'll only grow once she realizes I can't help her with everything.

Ning Fengzhi sent a voice transmission. "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, are you confident?"

Gu Rong replied by voice transmission, "I haven't fought them. I can't say."

Sword Douluo sent a voice transmission. "Winning or losing no longer matters much. I'll do my best. Perhaps you're right—we've spoiled Rongrong. I hope this experience changes her."

When someone else held the stronger hand, your own mistakes came into focus, and you had to face reality.

In the past, if anyone had dared say they had spoiled Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo would have gone to have a talk with them. Now someone thought exactly that, but he found having that talk was easier said than done.

"May I ask whether you can speak for the Flame Emperor Sect?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

"I forgot to introduce myself. Yang Xiu—the Xiu from 'fight to the death.' Sect Master of the Flame Emperor Sect."

Flender heard Yang Xiu and thought, I'd suspected it all along. So it really is true.

"So you're the Sect Master of the Flame Emperor Sect," Ning Fengzhi said. "Sect Master Yang, you're remarkably young. We accept your proposal."

Yang Xiu sent a voice transmission to Hua Xiong beside him.

"Hua Xiong, your future depends on this. Win, and it will reward you. So as long as no one dies or is crippled, you know what to do."

Hua Xiong knew "it" meant the system. Everyone who had been summoned knew about it, and he understood what a reward from it meant. Excitement surged through him, and his aura swelled.

"Then Hua Xiong will face Bone Douluo, and Guan Sheng will face Sword Douluo," Yang Xiu said. "Fight in the mountains outside. Don't cause too much damage or disturbance."

"Understood, Sect Master." Hua Xiong stared at Bone Douluo, his fighting spirit blazing. He was the first to charge out, and soon four figures vanished into the distance. Not long after, another figure followed: Tang Hao. He had arrived when Ning Fengzhi did. His son was here, after all, and he wanted to see who had come. He had stayed hidden, so no one noticed him. In the end, only Zhao Wuji and Yang Xiu sensed him leave.

At the spot where Zhao Wuji had been beaten in the original story, four figures stood facing one another. Time seemed to freeze. Hua Xiong moved first, summoning his Martial Soul. The other three summoned theirs in response.

Hua Xiong looked at Bone Douluo, who had summoned his Martial Soul, and burst out laughing. He drew his great blade and plunged into battle. His soaring fighting spirit and reckless, all-out attacks forced Bone Douluo, caught off guard, to dodge again and again. Even Bone Douluo, who loved a fight, was baffled. How deep a grudge does he hold? He almost wanted to curse. The man was a complete lunatic. But Hua Xiong gave him no time to open his mouth. One killing move after another, honed on the battlefield, drove straight for his vital points. At the same time, Guan Sheng and Sword Douluo clashed. Guan Sheng's rank 97 Soul Power and two red Soul Rings nearly scared Sword Douluo out of his wits. He had thought they were evenly matched, but the gap between rank 96 and rank 97 was already vast—not to mention those Soul Rings. As the battle wore on, Sword Douluo went from holding his own to slowly losing ground. Wounds began to appear on his body. He realized Guan Sheng's fighting techniques, like those of the man nearby, were meant to kill. And why could these men unleash so many Self-Created Soul Skills as if plucking them out of thin air? Time flew. After taking a thorough beating, Sword Douluo raised the white flag first, without Guan Sheng even having to reveal his trump card. Feeling the many wounds left by the back of Guan Sheng's blade, Sword Douluo's face burned with humiliation. He began to regulate his breathing, but the injuries to his body and face would not heal anytime soon. His old face smarted at the thought.

Just then, Yang Xiu's system chimed.

"Guan Sheng has defeated Sword Douluo. Congratulations, host. Mission completed. Reward: Random Summoning Card."

Yang Xiu, who was waiting with Ning Fengzhi and the others, froze for a moment.

"I didn't expect their fight to end first."

How will the other fight turn out? I hope Hua Xiong doesn't disappoint.