"Hiss..."
"Twelve years old, level thirty-nine..."
They had not even finished reeling over Ning Rongrong being level thirty-six.
Now here came someone at level thirty-nine?
Was she even human?
"A bunch of useless trash!"
"Remember, being a genius is merely the threshold for earning an audience with me!"
Ning Rongrong planted both hands on her hips, the contempt in her eyes almost taking physical form as it fell upon the Imperial Fighting Team.
Everyone: "..."
They surrendered. They truly surrendered!
They could not beat her in a fight, their backgrounds were inferior to hers, and their talent had been utterly crushed. What was there left to compare?
Could someone please let them get up?
Their knees were practically rubbed raw from being stuck here!
Chu Sheng glanced sideways at Ning Rongrong, who was still clowning around, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
As expected of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's young miss, the Little Demoness.
When it came to throwing her weight around, she had one routine after another.
Her personality was pretty good.
At least she behaved herself around him.
Love-addled, but the one she loves is me?
Then there's no problem!
"Enough. I admit you are more outstanding than Yanyan. Let her go."
Just then, a voice reached them first, followed by the appearance of a dark-green figure.
He held his hands behind his back, his face expressionless, but both hands were clenched into tight fists.
Dugu Yan was the most excited when she saw who had arrived.
"Grandpa?!"
She was puzzled. Why was Dugu Bo here?
She was also thrilled. Dugu Bo's sudden appearance could rescue her from this sea of fire and suffering.
So what if she was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's young miss?
Her grandfather was a Titled Douluo. Even the mighty Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not dare offend him lightly.
"P-Poison Senior!"
"Your Eminence!"
Everyone knelt on the ground with their palms pressed together, unable to move.
They could still speak, however, as long as they maintained the posture for catching the sword.
The Imperial Fighting Team breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of Dugu Bo, excitement stirring in their hearts.
With a Titled Douluo stepping in, the other side had to show him some respect!
Besides, this was no bitter blood feud, merely a trivial matter.
Minor clashes between Soul Masters were perfectly normal.
Dugu Bo's arrival surprised Chu Sheng a little, but it also made sense.
With the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well "drawn" away by the system, Dugu Bo had no reason to guard an empty shell.
Without the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well suppressing the poison within him, Dugu Bo had little time left, and Dugu Yan was his only remaining family.
Protecting his family in the last moments of his life, spending a little more time with her...
Upon seeing Dugu Bo, Ning Rongrong immediately positioned Chu Sheng in front of herself as a shield.
She clutched his sleeve and poked her little head out from behind him.
"Darling, can you beat him?"
Even Ning Rongrong thought she had gone mad when she asked that.
Chu Sheng was only eighteen. How could he possibly match a Titled Douluo?
Unfortunately, her grandfathers, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, had yet to arrive. If either were here, why would she fear Dugu Bo?
At those words,
Chu Sheng turned his head toward Ning Rongrong, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes.
This girl trusts me that much?
"Yes."
Chu Sheng nodded and answered honestly.
At level sixty-six, he had dared openly take Dugu Bo's belongings, even though they had not fought.
Now that he was level eighty-four, dealing with Dugu Bo would be as easy as taking something into his hand!
Besides, his combat strength could not be explained through the Soul Master system.
"Huh?"
Ning Rongrong froze, blinking with an adorably vacant expression.
Wait, you really can beat Dugu Bo?
Are you bullshitting?
However unimpressive Dugu Bo might be, he was still a Titled Douluo!
Everyone present was a Soul Master. No matter how quietly Ning Rongrong and Chu Sheng spoke, they could hear the conversation clearly.
The corner of Dugu Bo's eye twitched, and he nearly burst into curses.
A junior with a few strange tricks up his sleeve dared disregard even a Titled Douluo?
The Imperial Fighting Team laughed in anger as well. They admitted they were weak.
But a Titled Douluo was not molded from clay. This fellow had truly lost his mind.
"Really?"
Ning Rongrong swallowed, her voice trembling as she spoke.
"What's so difficult about it? It's just a matter of one sword stroke."
Chu Sheng spread his left hand, utterly unconcerned.
"Three million sword immortals in the heavens must all lower their brows before me!"
With that, Chu Sheng raised his sword and slashed down again.
He moved so quickly that even Dugu Bo failed to react.
The Imperial Fighting Team had only just felt their restraints release when they were immobilized once more!
This time, Dugu Bo was immobilized too!
"???"
Dugu Bo knelt on the ground with his palms pressed together, a trace of astonishment still on his face.
"Holy shit!"
Whether it was the Imperial Fighting Team, the members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect hidden nearby, or Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, all cried out in shock.
Even Dugu Bo himself could not hold it in.
That sword stroke had no destructive power whatsoever, but it was profoundly humiliating!
The man kneeling there was a Titled Douluo!
They had previously thought controlling a Soul Emperor was his limit. Now... even a Titled Douluo was on his knees!
Dugu Bo neither spoke nor raged. He was... testing things!
He activated Martial Soul Possession, but could not use his Soul Skills.
He mobilized his Soul Power, but could not use his Head Soul Bone either.
He unleashed his Soul Power, yet still could not break free...
It seemed that unless his opponent withdrew the sword, he could only remain in this posture.
His opponent had used neither a Martial Soul, Soul Power, nor a Soul Skill...
An "innate skill"? Who the hell was he trying to fool?
"Boy, you're really something!"
Dugu Bo stared fixedly at Chu Sheng and spoke through gritted teeth.
He, Dugu Bo, had fallen this time, but he did not believe his opponent could actually do anything to him, nor that he could keep holding up that sword forever!
Ning Rongrong was numb, unsure what to say.
Chu Sheng's sword stroke seemed to have no power at all, but calling him the greatest controller under heaven would not be an exaggeration!
With anyone working alongside Chu Sheng, would killing anyone not be absurdly easy?
Dugu Yan's crimson lips parted slightly, but she stopped herself from speaking.
Her grandfather had fallen!
Her grandfather had actually fallen!
The Imperial Fighting Team trembled, saying nothing.
As though a thought had struck them, their spirits suddenly improved a little.
Even a Titled Douluo knelt when their opponent swung his sword. So what if small fry like them could not stop it?
Thinking of it that way made them feel much better.
But... they could not keep kneeling like this forever, could they?
Time ticked past, and the expressions of Dugu Bo and the others grew increasingly ugly.
Baking beneath the blazing sun, Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan sweated nonstop, their misery beyond words.
"Boy, at least say something!"
Dugu Bo finally ran out of patience and snapped.
He had "praised" Chu Sheng as "really something," yet the other party ignored him completely, not even sparing him a glance.
That dismissive attitude infuriated him.
Yet there was nothing he could do!
He had tried every method available. Nothing worked!
As long as his opponent held up the sword, he could not escape this posture of kneeling with his palms pressed together.
"Old bastard, do you deserve a response?"
Before Chu Sheng could speak, Ning Rongrong stepped forward and pointed at Dugu Bo.
When this old bastard arrived, he had acted as though he could control the situation and settle everything, looking so lofty and superior.
Fortunately, her man was a cut above him and had subdued him with a single sword stroke.
At those words,
Dugu Bo trembled all over, staring fixedly at Ning Rongrong.
Fury, trembling, chills!
This damned girl really knew how to infuriate him!
He was a dignified Titled Douluo. After carelessly falling victim to a trick, he was being humiliated like this by a junior!
This was simply... simply... utterly inhuman!
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