The Clear Sky Sect Felt Isolated

The sudden attack startled everyone in the hall into standing, but not one person spoke. They all watched to see what would happen.

Boom! Nine Soul Rings appeared beneath Gu Rong's feet: two yellow, two purple, and five black. The presence of a Titled Douluo poured out of him. His Bone Dragon Martial Soul did not appear, but a layer of bone enveloped his body.

The bone extended into a small bone wing that caught Tai Tan's fist without suffering a scratch. Neither Gu Rong nor Qian Xunling budged an inch.

"A bone Martial Soul?" Tai Tan exclaimed. He pulled back his fist, concealing the pain in his hand, and said, "Those are some hard bones."

"I never expected the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to find a Titled Douluo who's also a Battle Soul Master. From now on, the balance among the Upper Three Sects will be completely rewritten." Yu Yuanzhen's brows were full of regret amid his surprise.

Tang Xiao and Tang Chen stood up, their Clear Sky Hammers already in hand. They truly had not expected Tai Tan's punch to leave their opponent completely unharmed.

Was this the gap between a Titled Douluo and a Soul Douluo?

Qian Xunling looked at Gu Rong and chuckled. "Old fellow, you're pretty good at taking advice. You figured out how to shrink the bones down to the size of armor, so you can use them for both defense and attack. It actually looks the part."

"Hehe." Gu Rong was also somewhat pleased with himself, but outwardly he replied, "You think I never thought of using the Bone Dragon this way? I didn't use it before because there was absolutely no need."

"Tch, all right. I won't argue with you. Go on and enjoy yourself in secret." Qian Xunling waved a hand and shook his head.

"Kid, I'm helping you right now. You could at least give me some face." Gu Rong looked at Qian Xunling indignantly.

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, looked at the two of them, then turned to Tai Tan and said apologetically, "Everyone from the Clear Sky Sect, we were somewhat in the wrong just now. Please be magnanimous. Could we let the matter rest here? Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will provide compensation afterward."

Gu Rong had already made a move.

That meant the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could not possibly stay out of it.

Qian Xunling smiled. Gu Rong, that old fellow, had a pretty bad temper, but he was a solid and loyal man.

Seeing a Titled Douluo standing in his way,

Tai Tan hesitated and looked back at Tang Xiao and Tang Hao.

Tang Xiao was also undecided. If they fought, they might not win, but if they did not, it would tarnish the Clear Sky Sect's current prestige.

Just then, Xue Ye spoke. "Young sect masters, today is my grand ceremony. Could you give me a little face and stop here?"

Xue Ye smiled and walked down from the throne.

"Wait a moment," Qian Xunling suddenly said.

Everyone turned to stare at Qian Xunling in surprise once more.

Ning Fengzhi and Xue Ye practically wore out their eyes signaling to Qian Xunling, silently pleading with him not to stir up trouble. But Qian Xunling paid their looks no heed and stared at Tai Tan.

"Old fellow, the matter between you and me can be put behind us today, but the matter between your son and me can't." Qian Xunling looked at Tai Nuo, who was hiding beside Tang Hao and Tang Xiao and had been glaring at him in anger.

Tai Nuo gritted his teeth and sneered without a trace of fear. "What do you want? Without Young Master Ning and that Titled Douluo senior protecting you, I'd tear you apart right now."

Tai Tan also sneered as he looked at Qian Xunling. "What do you want? Revenge for Tai Nuo humiliating you in public last night? Are you capable of it?"

Bibi Dong clenched her fists, her chest tight with frustration, and shouted, "Martial Uncle isn't afraid of you! You're all a bunch of horrible people!"

"Shut up!" Tai Tan glared at Bibi Dong, only for Gu Rong to block him. Gu Rong's face was angry. "Sir, aren't you going a bit too far, using your strength to bully the weak?"

Tai Tan sneered and did not answer.

Qian Xunling spoke. "I'm not one to hold much of a grudge, but I'm no great saint either. If someone provokes me, I'll certainly pay them back twice over. How about this? I won't bully you, so we don't disturb the harmony between your great sects. Tai Nuo and I will fight one-on-one, life or death. How about it?"

"Immortal, are you really going to do this?" Ning Fengzhi's first thought was worry. He continued, "You're a healing-type Soul Master. Tai Nuo's Martial Soul is the Great Strength Gorilla, a pure attack-type Martial Soul, and his Soul Power is at the Soul Ancestor level."

Hearing the proposal,

the members of the Clear Sky Sect burst out laughing.

Even Tang Hao, who had found Qian Xunling somewhat interesting, was now looking at him as though he were an idiot.

Only Tang Yuehua looked dejected. She looked at Qian Xunling and opened her mouth, but said nothing, only pressing both hands to her chest.

Gu Rong also tried to stop him. "Kid, are you crazy? That's no way to vent your anger."

Qian Xunling glanced at the two of them and said, "I know what I'm doing."

Then Qian Xunling looked at Tai Tan. "Well? Do you need to ask your master for permission?"

Tai Tan clenched his fists, but he did look at Tang Xiao. Tang Xiao looked at Xue Ye, then at the various sects in the hall. He could clearly sense a hint of estrangement, as though the Clear Sky Sect were the ones looking for trouble for no reason.

The proposal was a reasonable compromise. Tang Xiao nodded. "Fine."

Before long, the hall originally intended for the feast had been cleared into an open dueling ground. Only Qian Xunling and Tai Nuo stood at its center.

Having a hotheaded youngster stand up to the Clear Sky Sect and slap them in the face was deeply satisfying to the great sects, Xue Ye included. But their expressions were grave, and they did not favor Qian Xunling's chances.

After all, even Gu Rong, who knew Qian Xunling best, looked grave. He whispered to Ning Fengzhi beside him, "Fengzhi, if things go wrong in a moment, how about I step in and save that kid?"

Ning Fengzhi bore the pressure and nodded. "Mm."

As though he had seen through their intentions, Tai Tan spoke from across the hall. "Ning Fengzhi, that kid just said it was a fight to the death. His Excellency the Titled Douluo beside you had better follow the rules."

Ning Fengzhi smiled awkwardly and turned his gaze to Qian Xunling.

The only person with a different expression was Bibi Dong. Her fists were clenched and the corners of her mouth were raised. She could finally see Martial Uncle beat that gorilla until he was crawling all over the ground looking for his teeth.

Tai Nuo rolled his neck, stared at Qian Xunling, and sneered. "There's still time to regret it."

Qian Xunling merely smiled.

At Qian Xunling's contemptuous manner, anger burned in Tai Nuo's heart. At the thought that he could finally beat Qian Xunling to death, his chest heaved uncontrollably. He raised a hand and said, "Level forty-two Battle Soul Master, Tai Nuo."

Four Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet, two yellow and two purple.

His talent was inferior to that of the two young sect masters, and he was already thirty, but the Soul Emperor level was enough to crush most Soul Masters.

Qian Xunling did not return the greeting. He raised a hand and said, "Come at me."

"You won't even use your Martial Soul? Do you have a trump card, or are you an idiot?" Tai Nuo sneered and charged at Qian Xunling. "I think you're just an idiot!"

"Second Soul Skill: Fist Weighing a Thousand Jun!"

Tai Nuo leaped in front of Qian Xunling. The phantom of the Great Strength Gorilla merged with him, and both fists smashed down with tremendous force.

Qian Xunling's Soul Power surged from nothing to the level of a level fifty Soul King!

"A Soul King!"

"That kid is actually a Soul King!?" Gu Rong exclaimed.

It was not just Gu Rong. Everyone who saw it was shaken.

Even Tang Hao, the current genius, was only at the Soul King level.

But Tang Hao was twenty this year, and this young man was definitely not yet twenty.

Tai Nuo was stunned for a moment, but his fists continued to smash down.

Qian Xunling drew back to gather force, without even displaying a Soul Ring. He channeled Soul Power into his fist and, relying solely on the boost Soul Power gave his body, punched Tai Nuo in the abdomen.

With a boom, Tai Nuo separated from his Martial Soul. Blood spurted from his mouth as he tumbled backward again and again, stopping only after he struck a stone pillar.

Qian Xunling chuckled. "You can take a beating."

Qian Xunling beckoned with his fingers and continued, "Come on, get up. Didn't you want to teach me a lesson? This is your best chance, so don't go down so soon."

"Cough, cough, cough." Tai Nuo staggered to his feet. He had never imagined this result: someone had beaten him into this state without even using a Martial Soul. Even Tang Hao might not have managed it.

"Tired?" The corners of Qian Xunling's mouth rose as he walked over slowly. "All right, then I'll come to you."

Every step Qian Xunling took seemed to land on Tai Nuo's heart. He had never felt fear in all his life, but now he felt an extraordinary fear, like some warning from the unseen.

"No..." Tai Nuo looked up to shout that he surrendered, but he saw Tai Tan's furious face and clenched fists. The words were on Tai Nuo's lips, yet he could not say them, and he began to stammer.

"What a sorry sight. In that case, it's my turn." Qian Xunling chuckled. His Soul Power abruptly soared from the Soul King level to the Soul Emperor level. Before anyone could react, Qian Xunling stamped his foot and moved with incredible speed to Tai Nuo's front,

his right hand wreathed in lightning and a savage grin on his face. He reached for Tai Nuo's heart, piercing straight through his chest. Qian Xunling grasped the heart, crushed it with force, then withdrew his hand.

Tai Nuo's burly body fell.

Just then, Tai Tan let out a furious roar. "Tai Nuo!"