"The sect master is right."
After hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, everyone felt that he made sense.
In that case, there was indeed no hurry to capture a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.
Just then, Bone Douluo suddenly turned his gaze toward Sword Douluo beside him. His smile vanished, replaced by a frown. "Coward, I've put up with you long enough. Could you stop looking me up and down? Don't make me think you're plotting something indecent."
"Hahaha."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Caught red-handed, Sword Douluo gave an awkward laugh. "I just wanted to ask if you had time."
Bone Douluo's frown deepened. "For what?"
"I wanted to invite you..."
"For a drink?"
"No." Sword Douluo shook his head, awkwardly rubbing his hands together. "I wanted to invite you outside Spirit City for a fight."
Just as I thought...
After hearing Sword Douluo's words, Bone Douluo understood.
That was no surprise.
With Sword Douluo's strength soaring, it would have been strange if he hadn't wanted to settle the score with Bone Douluo and wipe away his past humiliation.
Still, he shook his head and said:
"...You're level 97, and I'm level 96. Wouldn't I have to be out of my mind to spar with you? Or do you think I enjoy getting beaten up?"
Huh?
After hearing Bone Douluo's response, Sword Douluo actually looked incredulous. "No way, no way. The famous Bone Douluo is chickening out already?"
"Get lost!"
"Don't think I don't know you're trying to goad me. I'm not falling for that."
"I still have important business the sect master assigned me. I can't be bothered to waste time with you."
With that, Bone Douluo started walking away.
Sword Douluo, on the other hand, grew anxious.
"Wait! Don't say I won't give you a handicap. How about I only