Chapter 166: Tang Shenwang's Physical Condition, A Year of Change
"Ah?"
Tang San's heart skipped a beat, not understanding what exactly had happened to his body.
Yu Xiaogang paced back and forth for a moment before slowly speaking.
"You should remember that six years ago, I warned you not to add a soul ring to your second martial soul before your first martial soul reached the Title Douluo level, right?"
Tang San summoned his Haotian Hammer, and four pale yellow soul rings slowly appeared.
"Master, I remember. Does the pain in my body have something to do with this?"
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened as he nodded.
"Before you, there were only two known twin martial soul owners in the continent, and the first one died from cultivating both martial souls simultaneously."
"Ah?"
After hearing the explanation from his master, Tang San's face changed drastically. Was he going to suffer the same fate?
Seeing the panic on his disciple's face, Yu Xiaogang slowly began to reassure him.
"Don't worry, your situation hasn't reached that point. I will help you resolve the conflict between cultivating twin martial souls. Before that, stabilize your current cultivation."
"Thank you, Master, I understand."
When Tang San heard that his master could solve the problem, his face immediately showed joy, and he respectfully nodded to Yu Xiaogang.
After instructing Tang San to familiarize himself with his soul skills, a trace of worry appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face.
"It seems that I'll have to go ask Bibi Dong about the cultivation method for twin martial souls. I suppose it's time to put my old face on the line."
If Ning Bei were there, he would tell him, "What face do you have? You're always showing off those ten core competences of yours to deceive others."
Moreover, this time, Master was actually being a bit too clever. Six hundred-year-old soul rings were hardly enough to cause a twin martial soul user to explode, and that's not even mentioning that Tang Shenwang had a full set of hundred-year soul bones, which had improved his physique.
The reason for his physical pain was simple: the pig's torso bone continuously produced toxic gases, and Tang Shenwang, due to his pride, had stopped using this soul bone technique. As a result, the toxic gas trapped within the soul bone couldn't be released. Couldn't it hurt?
In other words, Tang San was holding in so much pressure that it was causing internal injury!
A year passed slowly.
During this time, Ning Bei took Nami to the seaside again, where she obtained her third soul ring, which came from a black-patterned hermit crab with nearly 5,000 years of cultivation. Nami's soul power level had already reached level 37, and this was before taking the Purple Heart Breaking Dan and the Three-patterned Qing Ling Dan.
Nami's third soul skill was just as Ning Bei had expected, called "Tide's Blessing." It enhances the soul skills of teammates, inflicts additional tidal damage, and slows down enemies.
This made it hard for her teammates to figure out which path she was walking as a soul master. As of now, Nami had developed as a soul master in control, healing, offense, and support.
This also made Ning Bei more worried about her fifth soul skill.
During this year, the rest of the team had not slacked off on their cultivation either.
The highest-ranked was Xiao Wu, who had already reached level 56. Long Nianbing had successfully broken through to Soul King rank. After absorbing a soul bone and her fifth soul ring, her soul power level reached 55, just below Xiao Wu.
Both Ah Du and Ye Yin Zhu's soul power had also reached level 50, and they just needed one more soul ring to become Soul Kings.
Even the laziest Ning Rongrong had improved her soul power to level 49, and both Ah Du and Ye Yin Zhu were preparing to hunt for a soul ring once she reached level 50.
The most shocking progress came from the little cat, Nami. With the help of Ning Bei's pills and domains, her cultivation had skyrocketed to level 48, which made her teammates fear the terrifying pace at which she was growing.
Ning Bei's soul beast army had not been left behind either.
Da Ming, Er Ming, and Ah Bao had successfully surpassed 200,000 years of cultivation. Ah Zhu , Yao Yao, Chang´e, and Wang Wang had slightly lower levels, but they were close to breaking through to 200,000 years.
The Heavenly Tribulations of the soul beasts and the thunder from the pills Ning Bei occasionally made had become food for Lei Yuan Yuan, which also raised its momentum. Ning Bei guessed that, thanks to its ability to release thunder, Lei Yuan Yuan had already reached the strength of a Super Douluo.
The most important thing on Ning Bei's mind was still the two little ones living on the ninth floor of the Dan Tower: Little Snowflake and Little Hailstorm.
After a whole year of nurturing by the thunder, they had successfully broken through to the 100,000-year level, and today was the day they would face the Thunder Tribulation.
Looking at the thunderclouds in the sky, Ning Bei smiled faintly at Lei Yuan Yuan on his shoulder.
"Yuan Yuan, it's up to you!"
Lei Yuan Yuan looked at the scene in the sky with excitement, licking its tongue.
"Don't worry, Daddy, I've got this."
"Mm!"
Ning Bei felt a bit helpless at the name, but after all, Lei Yuan Yuan was his creation, so calling him that was not wrong.
Just as he finished speaking, the thunder tribulation in the sky struck heavily toward Little Snowflake and Little Hailstorm, who were in the Seven Treasure Forest.
The two little sisters looked up at the thunder above their heads in fear. This was the first time they had faced such a scene.
Fortunately, Yuan Yuan didn't make them wait long. It flew straight toward the sky and swallowed the thunder in its mouth.
After a while, having absorbed the eighteen bolts of lightning, Lei Yuan Yuan patted its swollen stomach and happily returned to Ning Bei's shoulder.
"All done, Daddy!"
Ning Bei smiled and patted Yuan Yuan, taking a Beast Power Pill from his pocket and tossing it into Yuan Yuan's mouth.
This pill didn't do anything for Lei Yuan Yuan, but it was just tasty, something for a snack.
Seeing that the thunder tribulation had disappeared, Little Snowflake and Little Hailstorm happily came over to Ning Bei, rubbing against his legs.
Little Hailstorm had eaten a Transformation Pill half a year ago and had transformed into a little blue-haired girl.
"Now you're both Beast Kings. Can you stop acting like little children?"
The two little girls immediately started shedding tears, as if they were abandoned puppies.
Ning Bei sighed helplessly. Did this really have anything to do with the new rulers of the extreme north? Would the God's Trial judge me as failing?
Fortunately, the Ice God's Third Trial only cared about the soul beasts' cultivation levels, not other factors. As Ning Bei sighed, the familiar voice echoed in his mind.
"Ice God's Third Trial: The cultivation of new kings for the extreme north has been completed. Reward: Ice God compatibility increased by 10%, second martial soul soul ring age increased by 10,000 years, and one divine gift soul ring! Current Ice God compatibility: 30%."
Hearing this wonderful voice, Ning Bei's eyes lit up.
"How is it, Ning Bei? Did you complete the trial?"
Before Ning Bei could respond, Tianmeng was slapped away by Snow Emperor.
"I told you many times, be respectful to the Ice God!"
Tianmeng got up and pitifully looked toward the Ice Emperor, but didn't get any comfort. Even after a year, the Ice Emperor still didn't show any kindness to this fatty.
Looking at the interactions between the three of them, Ning Bei couldn't help but smile.
"It's done. I got the soul ring age increase and a divine gift soul ring. Now, we just have to wait..."
Before Ning Bei could finish, the cold voice echoed in his mind again.
"So fast this time?"
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Chapter 167: The Fourth Trial of the Ice God
"Ice God's Fourth Trial: The trial of strong individuals, defeat five or more Title Douluos and gain their recognition. The reward will be given according to completion!"
"?????"
Ning Bei sighed, marveling at how quickly the Fourth Divine Trial had come, while also contemplating the feasibility of its content.
It was important to note that in Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, including Ning Fengzhi, there were only three Title Douluos. Even if you counted Dugu Bo, there were only four. That left two more to find.
Thinking about Tianmeng's two "assistants" nearby, Ning Bei's smile began to shift into something a bit more sinister.
However, the part about the reward being based on the opponent's strength caught his attention. Could it be that the reward would vary depending on the strength of the opponent?
If that were the case, then the porcupine (porcupine, a spiny fish-like creature) and snake spear wouldn't be worth considering. Defeating them wouldn't bring much satisfaction and would affect the reward's richness.
"What's the matter, Lord Ice God?"
The Snow Emperor's voice interrupted Ning Bei's thoughts, and he quickly glanced at her, apologizing for his distracted state.
"It's nothing, just that the Fourth Trial's content has been released."
"Really?"
The Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor, along with Tianmeng who was lying on the ground, all became excited. It was the same story every time: the sooner Ning Bei became a god, the sooner they could ascend as well.
"Yes, the trial requires defeating five or more Title Douluos."
"Isn't that easy? You already have three in your family, and your two little girlfriends have three as well!"
Tianmeng quickly began arranging the trial participants for Ning Bei, only to be met with a roll of Ning Bei's eyes.
"Do you really need to say that? The rewards are based on the strength of the opponents. What's the point of fighting those Title Douluos guarding the gates?"
"Uh? Then where do you plan to find your opponents?"
Ning Bei thought for a moment, then smiled mysteriously at Tianmeng and the others.
"First, I'll deal with Grandpa Bone and Grandpa Sword. The rest, I've got it covered."
Without waiting for a response, Ning Bei went directly to find Ning Fengzhi and the others.
The three of them looked at Ning Bei with confusion, wondering why he had urgently called them over for something important.
"Bei'er, is there something important?"
"Father, I..."
Ning Bei was about to tell them the content of his divine trial when something suddenly occurred to him. His eyes fixed intently on Ning Fengzhi.
Does an auxiliary-type Title Douluo count?
Ning Fengzhi felt uneasy under his son's intense gaze, his confusion deepening.
"What is it?"
"Father, please step forward!"
"Huh?"
Ning Fengzhi was taken aback as he looked at Ning Bei but didn't ask further and walked to the front to stand.
"What's going on? You—"
Before Ning Fengzhi could finish, Ning Bei swiftly executed a sweeping kick to his legs.
Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone stared at Ning Bei in shock, not having time to intervene.
Is this a power grab?
With a "thud," Ning Fengzhi, caught off guard, stumbled and fell on his bottom, his cane flying far away. The whole event happened so quickly that he didn't even have time to scream out in pain, only staring in shock at his son, the "model child."
"I was hit? I was hit by my own son?"
As Ning Fengzhi was filled with confusion, Ning Bei eagerly looked at him from the ground.
"Father, do you submit?"
"I submit to you..."
Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to utter a swear word, Ning Bei's meaningful glance stopped him from finishing his sentence.
"I... I submit?"
Seeing Ning Bei nodding at him reassuringly, Ning Fengzhi could only hold back his questions and seriously nodded.
"The Medicine God Douluo's strength is beyond measure, I submit."
Having defeated one Title Douluo, Ning Bei closed his eyes in anticipation, hoping to see a progress prompt for the divine trial.
But unfortunately, Ning Bei's "bugging" tactic did not receive recognition from the divine trial.
Ning Bei sighed and walked over to help Ning Fengzhi up.
"It's no use! It didn't work!"
The three men's confusion reached its peak, and Gu Rong impatiently pulled Ning Bei aside.
"What's going on?"
"Sigh, my Fourth Divine Trial requires defeating five or more Title Douluos, so..."
Ning Bei paused here, looking at Ning Fengzhi with an apologetic expression.
Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth, feeling a lump in his throat, unsure whether to say what was on his mind.
"Now it seems, auxiliary-type Title Douluos don't count in this range, so, Father, your Title Douluo status doesn't count for this!"
Seeing Ning Bei's dismissive expression, Ning Fengzhi could no longer hold back his anger. Looking around, he finally found his cane in the distance, picked it up, and charged toward Ning Bei, his usual dignified manner gone, replaced by an almost frightening snarl.
"I'll kill you, you little..."
Fortunately, Chen Xin and Gu Rong's attention was drawn by the content of Ning Bei's divine trial, and they quickly held onto Ning Fengzhi's arms, preventing him from advancing.
"Bei'er, finding six strong attack Title Douluos isn't easy. Even if we include control-type, it's hard to gather them, unless we go to the Spirit Hall..."
Upon hearing Chen Xin's words, Ning Fengzhi's anger faded, and he resumed his usual scholarly composure, clearing his throat twice.
"Bei'er, what's your plan?"
"I originally planned to find Grandpa Bone and Grandpa Sword to gather two, but after seeing you, I had a new idea. Now, it seems that doesn't help. As for the rest, I have my own plan. I'll handle it later."
When Ning Bei mentioned this again, Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened.
Ning Bei knew he had gone a bit too far, so he quickly flashed a smile at him in an attempt to ease things.
"Since that's the case, we won't ask any further. Let's spar first. I'd like to see what level you're at now."
Chen Xin's eyes were filled with satisfaction, but there was also a glimmer of excitement.
Saying that, Chen Xin walked toward the hall's exit.
"Let's go, Bei'er, to the Seven Treasure Forest."
Ning Bei rolled his eyes at Chen Xin, thinking to himself that the old man was really quick to act.
"No need, Grandpa Sword. Come here!"
"Hmm?"
Chen Xin gave Ning Bei a puzzled look but didn't ask further, stepping up to his side.
Ning Bei waved to Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, signaling them to join him.
The two, just like Chen Xin, stepped forward and stood in front of Ning Bei, confusion in their eyes.
Without further explanation, Ning Bei wrapped his soul power around the three men, and in a flash of light, all four disappeared from the hall.
The next moment, they arrived at the Ice God Palace.
Looking at Ning Fengzhi and the others glancing around in confusion, Ning Bei laughed and said:
"Father, Grandpa, this is the Ice God Palace. After I completed my second divine trial, I gained the right to freely enter and leave here."
"I see. The power of the gods is indeed profound. I can't sense where this palace is located."
Chen Xin nodded, amazed by the grandeur of the divine power.
Leading them to the central plaza, which was a wide open area made of ice, Ning Bei asked:
"Now, Grandpa, who wants to go first?"
Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone exchanged looks and saw excitement in each other's eyes.
"I'll go first!"
"Why should you go first? I should go first! Old sword man, step aside."
Watching the two argue for the first move, Ning Bei and his father exchanged glances, both with an expression that said, "As expected."
"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, stop arguing. Let's play rock-paper-scissors!"
"Hmph!"
"Hmph, come on!"
In the end, Chen Xin won the right to go first, leaving Gu Rong feeling quite frustrated.
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong stepped back nearly a thousand meters, leaving plenty of space for the two to showcase their skills.
"Grandpa Sword, please show me. This is the first time we've fought, right?"
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Chapter 168: Ning Bei vs Sword Douluo
After hearing Ning Bei's words, Chen Xin smiled and nodded. The Seven Killing Sword appeared in front of him, and he waved at Ning Bei.
"Come, Bei'er!"
Seeing Chen Xin also take his stance, Ning Bei was no longer going to hold back. He wanted to see how strong he was at the moment.
"Grandpa Sword, have you ever been kicked by light?"
"Huh?"
Chen Xin was slightly taken aback, not understanding what Ning Bei meant by this.
While he was in a daze, Ning Bei's figure disappeared from his original spot. The next moment, he reappeared at Chen Xin's side, his right leg glowing brightly.
"Speed-level weight, Light-speed kick!"
"Bang!" Chen Xin's body was sent flying at terrifying speed, crashing hundreds of meters away into the ice valley. There was a loud sound as the ice shattered and scattered.
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, who were watching, both narrowed their eyes. After exchanging glances, they shook their heads, indicating that they didn't even see Ning Bei's movement clearly.
"This kid has grown incredibly fast."
A few seconds later, Chen Xin landed back in front of Ning Bei, stepping on his Seven Killing Sword. His lips had a trace of blood, and his gaze was serious.
"Terrifying speed and attack power. I won't hold back anymore."
"It's because I know you'll hold back, Grandpa Sword, that I did that. Let's play seriously now. Don't worry, I have recovery pills!"
After hearing this, Chen Xin nodded, relieved, and prepared to fight Ning Bei with all his strength.
He then activated his martial soul's true form.
"Seventh Soul Skill—Seven Killing True Form."
A massive Seven Killing Sword floated in the air, and both grandfathers stood across from each other. When Ning Bei saw that Chen Xin was about to get serious, he didn't hesitate either. His Ice Snow Goddess martial soul appeared behind him, and five soul rings—three orange and two red—appeared in sequence.
"Sixth Soul Skill—Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect."
The massive Seven Killing Sword transformed into tens of thousands of smaller flying swords, rushing toward Ning Bei. Seeing this, Ning Bei wasn't flustered at all. He loved dealing with attacks like these that weren't overly powerful but came in large numbers.
"Radiant Wall!"
With his left arm's soul bone skill activated, a barely visible soul power wall appeared in front of Ning Bei.
At that moment, tens of thousands of flying swords arrived in front of him and crashed into the Radiant Wall.
The wall rippled, much like a quiet lake starting to drizzle.
A few seconds later, Chen Xin's attack was completely exhausted, and Ning Bei smiled, raising his hand and sending all the flying swords back with even greater power.
Seeing this, Chen Xin furrowed his brow, and with a light wave of his hand, sword energy began to swirl around him like a tornado.
"Fourth Soul Skill—Sword Shadow Overload."
The flying swords returned by Ning Bei changed their original flight path as soon as they touched the sword energy. Some flew upwards, some dropped to the ground, and others crashed into the distant ice valley.
For a moment, the entire Ice God Palace was filled with the sharp sound of metal colliding.
After the last sword strike, Chen Xin stopped his spinning sword energy and looked seriously at the ground. But what shocked him was that Ning Bei's figure had disappeared again.
The next moment, he felt a terrifying aura next to him, and once again, he was kicked away.
Gu Rong clicked his tongue, watching as Chen Xin fell into a losing position. This was something even he couldn't manage.
"Fengzhi, will Bei'er do this to me later?"
Cough Cough, Gu Shu, don't worry, I'll remind Bei'er not to kick your face."
"Hmm?"
Gu Rong looked at Ning Fengzhi with a confused expression, not understanding how the usually gentle Ning Fengzhi could say such venomous words.
A few seconds later, Chen Xin appeared once more in the air, his clothes tattered and looking somewhat disheveled, but his eyes were full of excitement.
"Bei'er, be careful from now on."
"Come on, Grandpa Sword!"
"Eighth Soul Skill—Seven Killing Thunder Strike, One Sword Breaking the Sky!"
Soul power behind Chen Xin transformed into four massive arms of a giant demon, holding the divided Seven Killing Sword in each hand. Then, all four arms swung simultaneously, creating a crescent-shaped slash rushing toward Ning Bei.
This move had been used before during the battle with the Sacred Light Sea Urchin, so Ning Bei was no stranger to it. The second orange soul ring on his Ice Snow Goddess martial soul slowly lit up.
"Emperor's Palm—Great Cold, No Snow!"
Terrifying soul power gathered in front of him to form a massive ice snow palm, which struck directly at Chen Xin's slash.
More loud crashes echoed, and the central plaza was filled with flying ice chunks and debris, blocking the view of the spectators.
Just as Ning Fengzhi and the others were waiting eagerly, two voices echoed from the ice mist.
"Ninth Soul Skill—Divine and Demon Dual Slashes!"
"Emperor's Sword—Ice Extremes, Peerless!"
One side held a terrifying Seven Killing Sword, while the other held an ice sword made entirely of cold ice. It was a direct clash of swords.
"Has Old Sword gone crazy?"
Gu Rong shouted in surprise as he watched the spectacle in the sky.
Ning Fengzhi didn't say much, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared quietly in his hand. If the situation took a turn for the worse, he was ready to use his ninth soul skill for both of them.
The two massive swords clashed, sending a terrifying soul power shockwave outwards.
After a few seconds of holding the position, the Seven Killing Sword energy began to dissipate, signaling the end of the battle.
"You two stop immediately!"
Perhaps it was because of Gu Rong's angry shout, or maybe both combatants had already realized the outcome, but the two massive swords slowly dissipated into the air.
Minutes later, everything settled. Chen Xin and Ning Bei appeared once again before the others.
Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi quickly walked over to them.
"Hiss!"
Although they knew that duels between swordsmen often ended in either death or severe injury, seeing Chen Xin's miserable state made Gu Rong gasp in surprise.
At that moment, both of his arms were bent at strange angles, his chest sunken in, with numerous frostbite marks.
Meanwhile, Ning Bei appeared to be in much better condition. He had a slight trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth, indicating he only suffered minor injuries.
"Bei'er, how could you be so reckless? This was just a sparring match!"
Ning Fengzhi looked angrily at Ning Bei, clearly not understanding what respect between strong individuals meant.
Ning Bei ignored him and quickly pulled out a life-saving pill, shoving it into Chen Xin's mouth. The old man was in no condition to keep fighting!
Thankfully, the effect of the pill never disappointed. The frostbite on Chen Xin's body rapidly receded, and "cracking" sounds could be heard coming from his arms.
Half a minute later, Chen Xin had fully recovered. He raised his hands, cracked his fists, and then looked at Ning Bei.
His eyes held both complexity and approval.
"Bei'er, you won!"
Ning Bei breathed a sigh of relief and took out a fifth-grade recovery pill, swallowing it himself. After his injuries fully healed, he cupped his hands toward Chen Xin.
"Grandpa Sword, lucky, just lucky!"
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong couldn't help but roll their eyes at the shameless display, especially since the Sect Guardian Douluo had been beaten half to death, yet Ning Bei still called it "lucky."
With the battle with Chen Xin over, Ning Bei's mind was greeted by that cold voice.
"Ice God Fourth Trial: The trial of strong individuals, defeating the 98-level Title Douluo Chen Xin. Current completion: 1/6."
Upon hearing this, Ning Bei's eyes lit up with excitement, and he smiled at Ning Fengzhi and the others.
"Father, Grandpas, I've completed one-sixth of my divine trial!"
The three of them smiled in response to Ning Bei's words.
Chen Xin waved at Gu Rong, signaling that it was now his turn.
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Chapter 169: Ning Bei vs Bone Douluo
Upon seeing Chen Xin's actions, Gu Rong's expression darkened instantly.
The 98th-level old swordsman has already been beaten, and I will probably face the same result.
Cough, "Bei'er, let's just make sure to call it a draw in the end!"
Ning Bei smiled and nodded in agreement with Gu Rong's suggestion.
Chen Xin sneered at Gu Rong. "What a joke, don't you have any pride left as a Title Douluo?"
Gu Rong didn't care to look at the old swordsman's expression and stood firmly in the center of the plaza.
"Come, Bei'er!"
Ning Bei wasn't planning to go easy. Using Chen Xin as a sharpening stone had already made him take his current strength seriously.
Moreover, Ning Fengzhi had been giving him intense eye signals.
Though it was meant to be a light spar, Gu Rong didn't dare slack off and immediately summoned his martial soul's true form.
"Seventh Soul Skill—Bone Transformation Divine Dragon!"
A massive bone dragon appeared above Ning Bei's head. Seeing this, Ning Bei also didn't hesitate, summoning his Ice Snow Goddess martial soul.
"Grandpa Bone, I have two moves that I haven't tested the power of. I'll use these two!"
"Alright, show me. I'll let you witness the world's greatest defensive martial soul."
Ning Bei nodded without worrying about the old man not being able to handle it. After all, he had the life-saving pills just in case.
Then, Ning Bei communicated with the bones in his body, activating the torso bone and the left leg bone. Soft white and emerald green glows flickered.
"Pride of the Ice and Snow Emperors!"
The combined power of the Ice and Snow Emperors formed a massive blizzard whirlwind, merging white and green, and it rushed toward the bone dragon in the sky.
Old Bone's pupils contracted sharply. "Damn, you really do think highly of me!"
"Fifth Soul Skill—Bone Dragon Phantom. Second Soul Skill—Bone Dragon Armor."
A second enormous undead bone dragon appeared in front of Old Bone, and both bone dragons were covered in thick armor.
After releasing two layers of defense, the blizzard whirlwind collided with them.
The sound of cracking bones echoed throughout the Ice God Palace.
Ning Fengzhi stared in bewilderment at his son. Did my eye signals just go to waste? Are you playing with bones now?
Facing the two bone dragons being torn apart by the blizzard whirlwind, the dragons began to shake and fall apart.
Seeing the exaggerated power of his move, Ning Bei quickly reduced his soul power output. Only then did Old Bone manage to hold on.
As the storm dissipated, Old Bone's martial soul true form was revealed. The armor from the second soul skill was now in pieces, but luckily, no real harm was done to the old man.
After taking a beating, Gu Rong felt embarrassed. Thinking back on Chen Xin and Ning Bei's battle, there had at least been some back-and-forth. He needed to regain some face.
"Bei'er, that was impressive. Now, it's my turn. Eighth Soul Skill—Gate of Space."
Ning Bei hadn't expected the old man to become so competitive. He calmly activated the Eternal Frost Domain, knowing that Old Bone's eighth soul skill was related to space.
A circle of ice-blue domain slowly spread outwards, and the bone dragon in the sky instantly disappeared.
The next second, Ning Bei felt a spatial fluctuation behind him and smiled slightly.
"Grandpa Bone, found you."
He focused his domain on the space behind him, and the bone dragon, which was about to break through the space, was shocked to realize it couldn't tear open the space again.
Ning Bei immediately jumped several hundred meters away, releasing the ice to unfreeze the space, as this technique consumed too much, and he couldn't maintain it for long.
The bone dragon's figure reappeared.
"What is going on?"
"Grandpa Bone, my domain can freeze time and space. I just froze the place you came out of."
"This…"
After hearing Ning Bei's explanation, both Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi clicked their tongues in surprise. What's the point of fighting now? The eighth soul skill was useless.
Seeing that Old Bone was still stunned, Ning Bei couldn't help but smile mischievously.
"Grandpa Bone, now it's my turn. This is the last move!"
With that, the fifth red soul ring on his Ice Snow Goddess martial soul shone brightly.
The Snow Goddess behind him raised both hands in a bottle-holding gesture, mirroring Ning Bei's movements in front.
"Fifth Soul Skill—Dawn Goddess' Forgiveness!"
As the words fell, Ning Bei and the Snow Goddess brought their hands down simultaneously, releasing a terrifying beam of extreme cold light.
If Gu Rong and the others weren't mistaken, they saw the surrounding space freeze where the beam passed.
Old Bone trembled at the sight, his eyes more serious than ever. He didn't dare slack off and immediately activated his second and fifth soul skills to enhance his defenses before releasing his ninth soul skill.
"Ninth Soul Skill—Heavenly Bone Divine Dragon Wave!"
The purple beam and ice-blue beam collided in midair and were instantly crushed. The ice-blue light didn't lose any momentum and slammed into the two bone dragons.
The sound of freezing filled their ears.
Moments later, two massive bone dragons appeared in midair as ice sculptures.
They were magnificent, like works of art.
Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi stood there, mouths agape, unable to speak for a while.
Seeing that Old Bone couldn't escape, Ning Bei quickly flew to the ice sculptures and touched them.
A moment later, Old Bone's figure was freed from the ice sculpture, exiting his martial soul true form and shivering.
"Bei'er, you won. You really have no respect for the elderly or the young!"
Ning Bei hurriedly gave him a recovery pill, and Old Bone took it without hesitation.
Feeling his body and internal injuries slowly recovering, Old Bone exhaled a long breath of cold air.
"Haha, Grandpa Bone, I couldn't resist, just got a little too excited!"
The three of them glared at Ning Bei, who was clearly taking revenge for the old men constantly pulling him by the back of his neck when he was young. It was definitely that!
After finishing the battle with Old Bone, the familiar cold voice sounded in Ning Bei's mind.
"Ice God Fourth Trial: The trial of strong individuals, defeated the 97-level Title Douluo Gu Rong. Current completion: 2/6."
Upon hearing this wonderful prompt, Ning Bei grinned and shared the good news with the three in front of him.
After hearing Ning Bei's words, the three smiled.
Chen Xin waved at Gu Rong, signaling that it was now his turn.
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Chapter 170: Ning Bei vs Bone Douluo
"Aren't you going to tell me what's going on, Big Brother?"
Ah Bao saw the disappointed expression on his face and immediately asked with concern.
Ning Bei waved his hand dismissively.
"It's nothing major. My divine exam requires me to defeat six Title Douluos, and I want to see if you two can count as part of the challenge."
The two of them immediately understood, their faces lighting up with excitement as they looked at Ning Bei.
"Then, Ning Bei Brother, have you completed the exam?"
Ning Bei shook his head, causing the two of them to feel a bit disappointed.
"Although you both have combat strength equal to a Title Douluo, you don't count as part of the exam. But don't worry, I already have a suitable target."
After putting the two back into the Dan Tower, Ning Bei sat down and began to restore his soul power.
Not sure how much time had passed, there was a knock on the door. Ning Bei, feeling curious, walked over to the door, opened it, and found Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe.
"Why are you here?"
"Why? Can't I come and see you?"
Ning Bei welcomed the little angel into the room, and she removed her disguise.
"Of course. It's just that before, I always came to find you, didn't I?"
Qian Renxue didn't tease and replied calmly, "Xue Ye invited your father to a banquet at the palace. I've already handed the invitation to Teacher."
"Really? What does Xue Ye want?"
A hint of confusion appeared in Ning Bei's eyes as he wondered why the old man was looking for his father.
"It's nothing major, just wanting to ask about the situation of the second team of the Tiandou Royal Family. After all, he gave me the position, and I have to give him some feedback, right?"
Ning Bei nodded in understanding. His woman had come at just the right time, and he had something to discuss.
He pulled Qian Renxue over to the bed, and after a brief cuddle, Ning Bei slowly began to speak about his divine exam.
"When we get to Soul Hall, let's meet your grandfathers."
"Sure, didn't we already agree on this?"
The little angel was slightly puzzled, not understanding why this was being brought up again.
"This time it's different. My divine exam might require challenging your grandfathers."
"Huh? Did you get a new divine exam?"
Qian Renxue's eyes lit up when she heard Ning Bei's explanation.
"Yes. I need to defeat six Title Douluos, and the stronger the opponent, the greater the reward."
"Wow! This is really tough!"
Qian Renxue's eyes widened. She didn't care much about the rewards, but it had been a while since she saw Ning Bei fight, and she didn't think he would be a match for her grandfathers.
Seeing that the little angel didn't believe in him, Ning Bei's expression darkened. He pulled her over and placed her on his lap.
"Smack, smack," several slaps followed.
Qian Renxue's face instantly flushed red, and she angrily asked, "What are you doing?"
"You don't believe in your own man, shouldn't I punish you?"
"Who doesn't believe? Can you really defeat my grandfathers?"
Qian Renxue stammered, and her guilty expression revealed her thoughts at the moment.
"Don't worry, I just defeated my two grandfathers. If your grandfathers don't all team up to beat me, I believe I can handle them."
Upon hearing these words, Qian Renxue's mouth dropped open in shock.
"Are you that strong now?"
She had heard of the titles of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. To be called the world's number one attacking Douluo and number one defensive Douluo, how could they be just anyone?
Even so, her man had defeated them.
"Are you sure your two old grandfathers didn't go easy on you?"
Ning Bei's face turned darker after hearing this. What was wrong with this woman? He was about to put the little angel back on his lap.
Qian Renxue struggled to escape from his grasp, blushing and shouting, "I believe, I believe! Just stop!"
"That's more like it!"
"Hmph, next time, I'll have the grandfathers gang up on you!"
Ning Bei chuckled as he looked at the little angel glaring at him. He teasingly said, "It's okay, when the time comes, we'll combine forces, and even if those old guys all attack together, it will be pointless!"
"Hmph, I won't help you!"
Before she could react, Ning Bei moved quickly, appearing in front of her and dragging her onto his lap again.
"You're defying me now! Say, who are you helping?"
As he spoke, his hands kept landing on her soft spots, making crisp slapping sounds.
"I'll help you, okay? Stop hitting!"
After a while, the little angel finally gave in under his domineering ways, glaring at him with a hint of resentment.
After comforting her for a while, the little angel finally got down to business.
"Will us teaming up affect your divine exam?"
Ning Bei thought for a moment before replying, "It's fine. We'll team up first, and this is not only to complete the divine exam but also to gain your grandfathers' recognition. If it doesn't work, I'll challenge them one by one."
The little angel shyly glanced at him, feeling deeply satisfied that this man hadn't forgotten his promise to her.
After saying goodbye to the little angel, Ning Bei went to the training field to observe the soul fight training of the little ones.
He saw the figure of the little cat moving like a ghost on the stage.
Meanwhile, in the center of the stage, Long Nianbing was warily watching the surroundings, always on the lookout for Zhu Zhuqing's attack. Several Morning Dew blades hovered around him, ready to form an ice formation to trap the little cat if she made a mistake.
Because of this, Zhu Zhuqing didn't rush in and kept moving, looking for an opportunity.
Finally, when Long Nianbing looked away for a brief moment, Zhu Zhuqing saw the opening and charged forward with all her might.
"First Soul Skill—Phantom Thrust of the Underworld."
Sensing the little cat's attack, Long Nianbing's lips curled into a strange arc.
"I've been waiting for this, Morning Dew Blade—Ice Snow Sigh."
The ice-blue blade formation formed a cage, trapping the little cat in the center.
"Miss Zhu, you lost."
"Not necessarily, Third Soul Skill—Underworld Slash!"
The cold voice of the little cat came from behind Long Nianbing, and Zhu Zhuqing, who was in the middle of the Morning Dew Blade formation, suddenly vanished.
This was the little cat's fourth soul skill, Underworld Shadow Clone. After realizing that the opponent had intentionally exposed an opening for her to attack, Zhu Zhuqing decided to turn the situation around.
She used the clone to lure the opponent into using control skills, while the real body circled around and launched an attack from behind.
The little cat's strategy was good, but the empty stage wasn't exactly friendly to her, as she was a sensitive, attack-oriented soul master.
How could Long Nianbing not recognize that the one in front of him was a clone?
"Fifth Soul Skill, Melody of the Earth!"
The Underworld Slash of the little cat hit a soil-colored shield made of kitchen knives, making a crisp sound.
Zhu Zhuqing furrowed her brows, a bad premonition rising in her heart.
As expected, after blocking her attack, the shield suddenly exploded, scattering like fireworks and attacking the little cat from all directions.
The little cat didn't react in time, and the soil-colored sharp knives pressed against her forehead.
"I admit defeat."
Zhu Zhuqing's voice sounded very flat, and after admitting defeat, she walked off the stage, though her tightly clenched fist showed that she wasn't satisfied.
But she wasn't someone who couldn't accept defeat. She would go home and practice harder to win next time.