"Can you stop talking about that?!" Ning Fengzhi considered himself well-bred and a man of excellent character. But after meeting Ye Yin, all his self-control seemed to vanish. "What else do you have to say besides that?! Also, don't call me 'Father-in-law' anymore! You haven't even received my approval yet!"
Ye Yin silently took out a Soul Cleansing Fruit. "Father-in-law," he began, "I'm young and still trying to build my foundation. My status isn't high enough yet. This is our first meeting, and I wasn't prepared. I haven't prepared Rongrong's betrothal gift. But I promise everything will be there in the future. Please accept this Soul Cleansing Fruit for now."
Ning Fengzhi's expression instantly froze. "A Soul Cleansing Fruit! Is this the Soul Cleansing Fruit you gave Rongrong?!"
Ye Yin nodded.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened, his expression as spectacular as could be. Inside, he was even more excited. "Oh, my dear son-in-law," he said, "what are you saying? What betrothal gift are you talking about? We're family, there's no need for formalities. I am very much in favor of and agree with your and Rongrong's relationship."
He eagerly took the Soul Cleansing Fruit. Could taking it really evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? From now on, I, Ning Fengzhi, will also become a Spirit Douluo!
Sword Douluo Chen Xin coughed, giving Ning Fengzhi a look of disappointment. "Hmph, Fengzhi, look at yourself," he said. "You don't look like a parent at all! You, the father, have agreed, but I, the Grandpa, haven't agreed yet. Don't think that bribing Fengzhi with some Soul Cleansing Fruit will be enough. Unless you can protect Rongrong, I will not agree."
Ye Yin chuckled. "Grandpa Sword."
Chen Xin's sword qi was imposing. "Don't call me 'Grandpa Sword!' I don't fall for that!"
"If you don't use your Spirit," Ye Yin said, "let's spar a bit. And you let me have ten moves first, to see what my abilities are like?"
"Oh?" Chen Xin suddenly smiled. "Kid, you don't think that just because I don't use my Spirit, you're my opponent, do you? Even if I don't use my Spirit, everyone in Shrek Academy combined isn't my opponent. I know you have three purple Spirit rings and some confidence, but that confidence isn't enough."
Ning Fengzhi also looked at Ye Yin in surprise. "You're not joking, are you? A support-system Spirit Elder challenging the world's strongest attacking Titled Douluo?"
Ye Yin shook his head repeatedly. "How could I have such a thought? I just want to show you my abilities, that's all."
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin nodded. "Alright," Chen Xin said. "Then let us see what you can do."
Chen Xin grabbed Ning Fengzhi with his left hand and Ye Yin with his right. The three figures swiftly left the hotel. When Ye Yin felt everything clear again, he had already arrived outside Soto City.
"As expected of Sword Douluo, such incredible speed," Ye Yin said.
Chen Xin's long white hair and white robe moved without wind. His eyes narrowed slightly. "Make your move," he said. "Let me see what your ten moves are capable of."
Ye Yin chuckled. "Then I apologize for offending you."
Three Spirit rings rose from beneath Ye Yin's feet. The first Spirit ring flashed five times. The third Spirit ring flashed five times.
His first Spirit Ability, Curse, and his third, Organ Curse, launched ten black rays toward Chen Xin. The first five black rays landed, and five negative statuses descended on Chen Xin: paralysis, cramps, drowsiness, spirit power dissipation, and blindness.
Chen Xin immediately felt something was wrong. Something very seriously wrong. His whole body was numb, and fine pains started everywhere. His arms, thighs, stomach, and even his head were aching with cramps. He felt extremely sleepy, and his spirit power was uncontrollably dissipating outwards. No matter how he circulated his cultivation technique, he couldn't stop it.
But there was no expression on his face. "You have some tricks, but not many," he said.
Immediately after, the next five black rays landed. His right leg temporarily couldn't be imbued with Spirit power, his right arm trembled, his throat would cough blood whenever he used Spirit power, his left leg shortened by fifty percent, and his head enlarged by eight hundred percent.
Another five negative effects descended. One after another, the effects kept appearing. When the third effect landed, Chen Xin began to cough coolly. Every time he coughed, he would cough up blood.
"Uncle Sword, what's wrong?" Ning Fengzhi immediately asked with concern. A Titled Douluo suddenly coughing blood? That certainly couldn't be related to Ye Yin. A Spirit Elder could never injure a Titled Douluo.
Chen Xin raised his trembling right arm, indicating that he was fine. The next second, his body began to lean to the left. "What's going on?!" he exclaimed. "Cough! Cough!" He jumped forcefully with his right leg to stabilize his body. "Ah!" That numbing pain brought a wave of tingling pleasure throughout his body. What was wrong with his left leg? Where was his leg? The more he tried to use Spirit power to resist Ye Yin's skill effects, the more severely he coughed, and the more blood he spat out.
Ning Fengzhi suddenly spoke. "Uncle Sword, why has your head become so big?!"
"My head has become so big?" Chen Xin reached up and touched it. Only then did he realize how much his head had enlarged. At this point, even a slight movement of his head could make him lose his entire center of gravity. Especially now that only one leg could touch the ground, it was even harder to control. If it were anyone else, they would have fallen to the ground and not been able to get back up.
"Good, good, good," Chen Xin gritted his teeth. "You really have some tricks." This was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre method. "Since that's the case," he said, "then it's my turn!"
Chen Xin circulated his Spirit power and coughed violently. He flashed toward Ye Yin. His shrunken left leg lifted, and he kicked toward Ye Yin's chest. Ye Yin stood rooted to the spot, motionless. But this kick landed right beside him. He had missed. Instead, Chen Xin almost fell over due to his large head. He did a mid-air somersault and landed steadily again. He threw a punch, aiming for the head. Coincidentally, this punch also missed.
Chen Xin: ???
Chen Xin did another somersault, attacked again, and still missed. He did another somersault, attacked again, and still missed.
[Resentment from Chen Xin +50!]
[Resentment from Chen Xin +51!]
"What's going on?!" Ning Fengzhi also found this scene extremely strange. Uncle Sword missed an attack? Even if he was holding back, he wouldn't hold back this much, would he?
Ye Yin just stood there, motionless. When Ye Yin saw that the fifth Curse effect was blindness, he knew he was stable. Blindness wasn't about losing sight and being unable to see. It was about making one's attacks unable to hit the target. Just like Chen Xin now. Let alone Chen Xin using his fists, even if he used his sword, he wouldn't hit. If he used a Spirit Ability, then it would be useless.
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