Chapter 151 I'm sorry, brothers. Chapter 151 I'm Sorry, Brothers
"Teacher." Qian Renxue stood up from the sofa and bowed slightly to Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly, "Qinghe, as the Crown Prince, you should have the dignity of a Crown Prince, even when facing me."
Although Ning Fengzhi said this, it was clear from the slight upturn of his lips that he was very pleased with Xue Qinghe's respect.
Ning Fengzhi was very satisfied with his disciple.
It wasn't his status as the Crown Prince, but the refined temperament he possessed, which was exactly the same as his own when he was young.
"Etiquette must not be disregarded." Qian Renxue said calmly. "Teacher, is there something you need?"
After saying this, Qian Renxue glanced at Lu Feng without leaving a trace.
Lu Feng's mind stirred, and their eyes met instantly, both flashing with cunning.
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi walked up to Lu Feng and said with a light smile, "Brother, I am Ning Fengzhi. I came uninvited, which is truly abrupt."
His smile was easy to feel friendly, without a trace of threat.
Looking at Ning Fengzhi before him, Lu Feng was not fooled by his appearance.
On the contrary, Lu Feng's first impression of him was: a ruthless and ambitious man.
Although Ning Fengzhi appeared handsome and refined, his words carried a grand and imposing air, clearly not something an ordinary person could possess.
Lu Feng smiled and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "So you are Sect Master Ning of the number one support sect in the world. I've heard so much about
you. I am Lu Feng, a nobody." "Hahaha, don't speak of your humble beginnings, for when the winds of change rise, you will rise to power," Ning Fengzhi said loudly.
He took out the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow he had just bought from his soul tool and placed it on the table.
"In my opinion, Brother Lu Feng is no nobody. With this Zhuge Repeating Crossbow, one day Brother Lu's name will surely resound throughout the entire Douluo Continent."
Upon hearing this, Lu Feng's lips curled into a slight smile. As expected of a sect master, his words were indeed pleasant to hear.
However, Lu Feng instantly realized something. The auction house claimed to protect the privacy of its guests, but before he had even left, Ning Fengzhi had come knocking on his door. Qian Renxue's words about the complex background of the auction house proved true.
Ning Fengzhi sat down on the sofa, smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Lu Feng, I heard from the auction house that this weapon is yours. Forgive my intrusion, but may I ask if you acquired this weapon by chance, or did you forge it yourself?"
Lu Feng smiled slightly; the top-ranked player had taken the bait.
"When I was training in the Star Dou Great Forest, I accidentally entered an ancient sect's secret realm." Lu Feng didn't directly answer Ning Fengzhi's question, but instead kept him in suspense.
"An ancient sect's secret realm?" Two questioning voices sounded simultaneously.
The Douluo Continent has developed for countless millennia, with the tides washing away the sands of time, and new generations replacing the old. Many things from ancient times have been lost, such as the method of making soul tools.
The existing soul tools are basically inherited from large families, or discovered by explorers in secret realms or tombs.
Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Oh? Brother Lu, could you tell me about it?"
After witnessing the power of this crossbow, he immediately had the idea of mass-producing it.
The direct descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School lacked combat power and could only rely on other Soul Masters for protection. Although the power of this crossbow was only at the Soul Venerable level, it at least gave them some ability to protect themselves.
Lu Feng coughed lightly and said seriously, "In ancient times, there was a mysterious sect called the Tang Sect. The Tang Sect disciples only used Soul Power cultivation as an auxiliary skill; their main focus was on Soul Guidance Devices."
Ning Fengzhi seemed to understand something and took out a pistol-like object from his robes. Lu Feng looked closely; this was the first item he had seen at the auction house.
"According to the sect's ancient records, long ago, the manufacture of Soul Guidance Devices on the continent was very advanced. It's just that for some reason, it suddenly declined," Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice.
Lu Feng nodded and said with a faint smile, "I obtained the crafting methods for several soul tools from the Tang Sect's secret realm. This hand crossbow is one of the simplest ones."
At the same time, he silently thought to himself, "Tang San, the waters of the major sects are too deep for you to handle. Let me bear the burden of those damned gold soul coins for you."
"I see," Ning Fengzhi said, suddenly understanding.
After obtaining the crossbow, Ning Fengzhi had studied it briefly. With his keen eye, he could naturally tell that the weapon's production time was definitely within the last three years.
Ning Fengzhi had only approached the seller of the crossbow with a try-it-out mentality. Unexpectedly, the other party was actually the manufacturer of this weapon.
Moreover, according to Lu Feng, he had even more powerful weapons!
A thoughtful glint appeared in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. "Lu Feng, I wonder if you can mass-produce this? If so, I would like to buy it directly from you."
Lu Feng smiled. "Of course, the process of making the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow is not complicated. There are only 36 steps, 24 precautions, 12 temperature control points for refining, and 6 special treatment methods for the materials."
As he spoke, he took out a blueprint from his soul tool.
"This is the manufacturing blueprint. Sect Leader Ning, please take it if you need it." Lu Feng said with a faint smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Renxue couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Hmph, money-grubber! He says it's simple, but he practically has 'I want more money' written all over his face," Qian Renxue thought to herself.
"Hahaha," Ning Fengzhi laughed heartily upon hearing this.
"Brother Lu is truly amusing. Although I don't understand the technology, I respect every technical person."
"How about this, I'd like to hire Brother Lu as the chief consultant for crossbow manufacturing. Name your price, what do you say?"
Lu Feng couldn't help but grin.
He nodded and said seriously, "Sect Master Ning, the fewer people who know about this weapon manufacturing, the better. I hope your sect will maintain secrecy."
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were serious as he said, "Brother Lu, rest assured, I have my own arrangements. Moreover, I swear on my martial spirit that I will not reveal Brother Lu's information."
Lu Feng smiled slightly, "Sect Master Ning, you flatter me. Then let's have a pleasant cooperation."
Ning Fengzhi stayed for a while longer, then left the private room under the pretext of business.
Once the gate was completely closed, Qian Renxue said teasingly, "Brother Lu, my teacher is no ordinary person. You'd better be careful. Don't suddenly become a live-in son-in-law after you arrive at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"Brother Qinghe, how can you slander your own teacher like that?" Lu Feng said with a faint smile.
"Besides, what's wrong with being a live-in son-in-law? I've had a weak stomach since I was a child, I'm naturally suited to being a kept man!"
"Hmph." Qian Renxue snorted coldly and said nothing more.
She realized that Lu Feng was a sly little devil.
Under normal circumstances, when a Soul Master accepts a gift from a certain power, he implicitly joins that faction.
But what about Lu Feng?
He takes the benefits from the Spirit Hall, hangs out at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy all day, and then goes to woo the ladies of the Star Luo Empire. Now, he's even thinking of becoming a live-in son-in-law of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
In all her years, Qian Renxue had never seen such a shameless person.
Ning Fengzhi stepped out of the auction house. An old man had been waiting for him for some time. "Sect Master, we should go back."
The old man wore a snow-white robe, had an ancient appearance, and his long silver hair was neatly combed back.
Although his aura was concealed, every gesture he made revealed a sharp edge. If one had to describe it, it was like a sharp sword.
The middle-aged man nodded. "It's time to go back. Uncle Jian, what do you think of Lu Feng?"
The old man opened his half-closed eyes, a glint of light flashing in them. "Just as you said, this young man will surely achieve great things in the future!"
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"Oh? Uncle Jian's evaluation of him is so high?" Ning Fengzhi said with a faint smile.
Chen Xin nodded and slowly said, "His soul power exceeds level forty, and he's at most thirteen or fourteen years old. I wonder which family he belongs to."
"Thirteen years old?" Ning Fengzhi could no longer remain calm and exclaimed in surprise.
Ning Fengzhi had a special soul skill that allowed him to discern a soul master's soul power. In his perception, Lu Feng's soul power did indeed exceed level forty.
However, he hadn't expected Lu Feng to be so young.
Among the soul masters recorded on the continent, his talent was enough to rank him in the top ten.
"I wonder how Qinghe met him. Such a brilliant person, I've never heard of him before," Ning Fengzhi sighed.
As a supporter of the Heaven Dou Empire, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had a very close relationship with the royal family.
However, in Ning Fengzhi's heart, the sect's interests far outweighed those of the empire.
If given the opportunity, he would definitely try his best to bring Lu Feng to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Ning Fengzhi lowered his head slightly, his eyes thoughtful. "I wonder what that kid likes. Perhaps I can take advantage of the weapon forging opportunity to win him over."
"Fengzhi, let's go," Chen Xin said calmly.
Although Chen Xin was somewhat surprised by Lu Feng's talent, he only sighed.
He had seen far too many geniuses in his life.
A surge of soul power rose from Chen Xin, enveloping the two of them. Then, the two soared into the air and quickly disappeared into the horizon.
In the VIP room.
"Lu Feng, have you made up your mind? To sell these weapons to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" Qian Renxue frowned as she looked at the messy weapons on the table.
After Ning Fengzhi left, Lu Feng showed Qian Renxue several hidden weapons.
Triple crossbow, Seven Star Crossbow, Sand-Spitting Shadow...
With each weapon Lu Feng took out, Qian Renxue's mood grew heavier.
The most powerful one, the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, actually possessed the power to kill a Soul Master with an ordinary person.
If all the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were equipped with these weapons, their combat power would rise several levels.
Frankly speaking, they would already possess the qualifications to become the number one sect in the world.
"Your Highness, why do you seem a little unhappy? Are you and Sect Master Ning just master and disciple in name only?" Lu Feng chuckled.
"Brother Lu, the relationship between a sect and an empire isn't as simple as you think," Qian Renxue shook her head.
"No emperor wants a tiger lurking next to his palace,"
Lu Feng's lips curled into a sly smile. "Brother Qinghe, I'm giving you these blueprints for free. If the Heaven Dou Empire's million-strong army were equipped with these weapons, even ten Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Schools could easily take them down."
Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at Lu Feng; naturally, she wouldn't tell him that her position as crown prince was a dud.
Forget a million-strong army; even if only a hundred thousand were equipped, her 'sister' from the Spirit Hall would probably lose sleep.
"This guy has really given me a big problem." Qian Renxue looked up at Lu Feng, her eyes flickering uncertainly.
Back in Notting City's Spirit Hall, she had been attracted by Lu Feng's 'selflessness'.
Their second meeting at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy revealed that Lu Feng was actually a self-serving individual. Everything he did was ultimately for his own benefit.
Now, looking at the various weapons on the table, Qian Renxue felt a jumble of thoughts.
Her intuition told her that whether he was selling weapons to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School at a high price or giving them away for free, he definitely had ulterior motives. With
over ten years of experience in the underworld, Qian Renxue knew perfectly well that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
"Whoosh."
Qian Renxue waved her hand, collecting all the weapons from the table.
"Brother Lu, I will remember this kindness. Qinghe will definitely repay it in the future," Qian Renxue said solemnly.
Regardless of Lu Feng's intentions, the priority was to retrieve the blueprints. However, the destination wasn't the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, but the Spirit Hall.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Nestled among the mountains, a bustling city rose from the ground.
Seven Treasure City was much smaller than Heaven Dou City, less than a tenth its size. Yet, this was merely a sect, a place where a few thousand people lived.
"Pah, rich dog!" Lu Feng muttered under his breath, looking at the eighty-meter-high city walls.
From the outside, it was undeniably built according to the standards of a capital city.
Entering the city, one felt a sense of vast emptiness. A straight avenue stretched out before a pagoda-shaped building over two hundred meters tall came into view.
Two squads of knights in gleaming silver armor stood imposingly on either side of the pagoda. An uninformed person might mistake it for the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
"Mr. Lu, the sect leader and elders are waiting for you," a servant at the entrance said respectfully.
Lu Feng nodded, casually glancing at the man. Based on Luo Wupao's keen intuition, this ordinary-looking man was a powerful expert with a soul power exceeding level fifty.
A Soul King was powerful enough to support a small family. Yet, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he was merely a gatekeeper.
Entering the council hall, the space was easily over a thousand square meters. The luxurious, retro decorations were striking; Lu Feng glanced around, recognizing only gold.
Everything blatantly proclaimed wealth.
At the far end of the hall, Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a pristine white robe, sat on the central sofa.
To his left was an elderly man with white hair and beard, also in a snow-white robe. His eyes were slightly closed, yet he exuded an aura of supreme authority.
To his right, the old man was gaunt, his muscles and skin withered. His frame was astonishingly large, making the originally spacious sofa appear considerably smaller.
"Brother Lu Feng, you've finally arrived," Ning Fengzhi said, standing up with a smile.
As he moved, the two elders beside him also stood up and nodded slightly to Lu Feng.
Both Title Douluos had seen the weapon Ning Fengzhi had brought back.
To them, the weapon's power was less than a finger's width, but they saw in it an opportunity for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to advance further.
"Greetings, Sect Master Ning, greetings to the two seniors," Lu Feng said solemnly, clasping his hands in a fist salute.
He and Ning Fengzhi were like brothers, but in front of Title Douluos, Lu Feng restrained his manners.
"Haha, Brother Lu Feng, no need for formalities. Make yourself at home here,"
Ning Fengzhi said, pulling Lu Feng to sit beside him.
He showed no airs of a sect master, genuinely treating Lu Feng like a nephew.
Lu Feng smiled calmly and said, "Sect Master Ning, the weapon materials should be as specified in the blueprints. As for the manufacturing process, I will personally demonstrate it."
Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about forging. I'll prepare a small banquet to welcome Brother Lu. Later, I'll arrange for someone to show you around and let you appreciate the scenery of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
Upon hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Lu Feng's lips. Putting everything else aside, Ning Fengzhi's manners were indeed impeccable.
Ning Fengzhi's courteous manner made Lu Feng feel somewhat embarrassed to scheme against him.
Lu Feng's sale of weapons to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wasn't just about making some pocket money. More importantly, he was scheming against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Spirit Hall.
In the original story, Tang San sold many hidden weapons to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. During the Soul Hunting Operation, the Spirit Hall dispatched four Title Douluos, but they only severely injured the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, not annihilating them.
Lu Feng revealed information about these hidden weapons in front of Qian Renxue, and even gave her the blueprints. Naturally, he hoped that the Spirit Hall would deploy a more elite force in the future.
As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Lu Feng planned to give them a few more large weapons.
Ideally, both sides would perish together.
This way, Lu Feng would have the opportunity to plan for maximum benefit.
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After confirming his relationship with Zhu Zhuqing, Lu Feng would stay in the Star Luo Empire for a long time to help her clear obstacles.
Naturally, Lu Feng would become an adversary of the Heaven Dou Empire.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would naturally be an enemy.
As for why they didn't form an alliance?
Lu Feng didn't believe that two forces could unite based on a few marriages.
Moreover, a half-dead ally is the best ally.
At a 'simple' banquet, Lu Feng fully witnessed what the evil aristocratic class was all about.
At the table, Lu Feng couldn't name a single dish. The only one he could taste was the paw of the Thousand-Year Terrorclaw Bear, because he had roasted it once in the Star Dou Forest.
Now, this bear paw, after being carefully prepared by the chef, was presented like a work of art, and its flavor was enhanced several times over.
However, the extravagance reflected behind it made Lu Feng secretly gasp.
After the meal, Lu Feng and his companions strolled to a viewing platform. Standing here, gazing outwards, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School unfolds before one's eyes.
"Brother Lu Feng, what do you think of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" Ning Fengzhi said loudly, head held high.
Lu Feng looked out; rows of buildings stood majestically, their grandeur breathtaking. In the distance, rolling mountains appeared and disappeared amidst the swirling clouds and mist, like a traditional Chinese ink painting.
"Not bad, a fine place. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School truly deserves its reputation as the number one auxiliary sect in the world," Lu Feng said earnestly.
His words were full of sincerity, not only for his appreciation of the scenery but also for his praise of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
"Hahaha."
Ning Fengzhi laughed heartily, beckoning to the side and calling out gently, "Xiao Ya, come here."
At this moment, a woman in a light blue dress walked gracefully towards them.
Her figure was elegant, her steps light, and her long, glossy black hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall. Her delicate face featured arched eyebrows and eyes like clear springs.
"Big Brother."
She moved gracefully to Ning Fengzhi, bowed slightly, and gave a greeting, her voice clear and melodious.
Ning Fengzhi smiled at Lu Feng and introduced her, "Brother Lu Feng, this is Ning Ya, my sixteenth sister. You young people should have more to talk about, so let her accompany you around."
"Sixteenth sister?" Lu Feng wondered to himself.
Ning Fengzhi's father is really something.
No, judging from her and Ning Fengzhi's appearances, they probably aren't siblings.
Lu Feng nodded slightly and said politely, "Thank you for your trouble, Miss Ning Ya."
Ning Ya looked up, her gaze meeting Lu Feng's, and a gentle smile appeared on her face: "Young Master Lu, you're too kind."
On the viewing platform.
Ning Fengzhi stood quietly, a gentle breeze ruffling his clothes. The warm smile that had been on his face slowly faded, replaced by a deep and calm expression.
"Uncle Jian, do you think there really are weapons in this world that can harm a Title Douluo?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Chen Xin put his hands behind his back, looked up at the clear, high sky, and fell into deep thought.
His mind unconsciously drifted back to his long and arduous path of cultivation.
He had displayed extraordinary talent from a young age, and by the age of 40, he had become a level 61 Soul Emperor.
It was also in that year that, in a sparring match, he lost to Gu Rong, who was 37 years old and level 58 at the time. From then on, the two forged a deep friendship.
Faced with defeat, he did not give up, but instead constantly honed his "Heart Sword."
This enlightenment lasted for 12 years.
Twelve years later, his fighting style was no longer limited to the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul; everything in the world could be his sword.
That year, at the age of 52, he successfully broke through to level 90, becoming a Title Douluo.
Fifty-two years had passed, each breakthrough accompanied by sweat and blood. The forging of the Title Douluo title had consumed countless efforts and involved countless life-or-death trials.
Now, someone was telling him that an ordinary person with no soul power foundation could defeat him with just a weapon.
This scene was so unbelievable that Chen Xin couldn't even imagine it.
After pondering for a long time, Chen Xin slowly spoke, his voice low: "It is said that in ancient times, the power of soul tools was beyond imagination. However, nowadays, these things are too rare, and very few people know about them."
After speaking, he paused slightly, a thoughtful light flashing in his eyes, and then said: "What Lu Feng is talking about may be one of the soul tools."
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, without saying a word.
A moment later, as if suddenly remembering something, his brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself, "Tang Sect, I've never even heard of it before."
Chen Xin turned slightly, his gaze calmly fixed on the distant, undulating mountains, and slowly said, "In this world, even the most powerful sects cannot escape the erosion of time and will eventually perish."
"The Spirit Hall may seem prosperous, but it has only existed for ten thousand years."
"Even a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast, possessing almost heaven-defying strength and a long lifespan, can still be killed."
"Time flows on, but only a sword remains."
His words were light and breezy, yet they revealed a sense of detachment born from experience.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong had been listening for a long time, and finally couldn't help but sneer, "Sword Man, all you know is sword practice. I think you've gone mad from it all. All you talk about is your sword, can it feed you?"
With that, Gu Rong rolled his eyes disdainfully.
Upon hearing this, Chen Xin stiffened his neck and widened his eyes: "You have the nerve to talk to me like that? Your mind is cluttered, you're always thinking about this and that, no wonder you haven't broken through to level ninety-six yet!"
"You're talking nonsense!" Bone Douluo jumped up upon hearing this, his face turning red with anger.
The two of them started arguing back and forth.
If there were outsiders present at this moment, seeing these two Douluos, who were usually high and mighty and invincible, arguing like children, they would probably be shocked to the point of dropping their jaws.
Ning Fengzhi stood aside, helplessly rubbing his forehead.
These two elders had been fighting their whole lives, neither willing to concede to the other. Their personalities were so different, yet they were always together, causing his ears a lot of suffering.
However, he knew in his heart that although these two were verbally abusive, they would definitely go through fire and water for each other when it mattered.
In fact, Ning Fengzhi believed what Lu Feng said. After all, before meeting Lu Feng, he would never have believed that there was a weapon in this world that could instantly kill a Soul Master.
Thinking of this, a surge of ambition quietly welled up in Ning Fengzhi's heart.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed firmly on the southern part of the continent. At the very center of that continent stood the sacred ground in the hearts of Soul Masters—the Spirit Hall.
A glint of light flashed in his eyes.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would surely stand tall on the Douluo Continent!
Meanwhile, Lu Feng and Ning Ya strolled leisurely down the street.
A gentle breeze lifted a corner of Ning Ya's skirt; she gracefully tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her movements elegant and captivating.
Disciples from various sects passed by, their gazes falling curiously upon them, before gathering in small groups to whisper amongst themselves.
Ning Ya was a well-known figure in the sect.
She was the youngest sister of Sect Master Ning Fengzhi, only nineteen years old this year, yet possessing exceptional talent, already reaching level forty in Soul Power. Such an achievement was considered outstanding among the younger generation.
Her reputation within the sect even surpassed that of Ning Rongrong.
Although Ning Rongrong was exceptionally talented, she was still just a young girl with an immature air about her. Ning Ya, on the other hand, had blossomed into a graceful young woman, a beloved "princess" in the sect.
Most importantly, she was still unmarried.
"Miss Ning, what's that place?" Lu Feng pointed to a noisy area.
"That place?"
Ning Ya tilted her head slightly, following Lu Feng's finger, a faint smile playing on her lips, her voice soft and melodious. "It's the sect's Soul Arena, where disciples spar with each other."
"Soul Arena?"
Lu Feng's heart skipped a beat, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes. "Then let's go take a look."
Seeing Lu Feng's eagerness, Ning Ya couldn't help but smile.
She moved gracefully behind Lu Feng, saying softly, "Okay, I heard from my elder brother that Young Master Lu is a cultivation genius."
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(ps: The comic sets Chen Xin's age level)
In the martial arts arena, over a hundred disciples gathered.
On the arena, two Soul Masters were fighting. The referee was Lu Feng's acquaintance—Soul Douluo, Gu Lin.
Lu Feng and Ning Ya's arrival immediately attracted a large crowd.
"Damn, who is that guy? He's so close to my goddess Ning!" a tall, thin Soul Master exclaimed.
"Bamboo Pole, that's clearly my goddess!" a chubby Soul Master beside him frowned.
"Fatty, are you out of your mind? Our goddess is about to be tricked by someone else."
Lu Feng ignored the onlookers' comments and turned his gaze to the Soul Arena.
On the arena, the Soul Master with the sword spirit was exactly level 41, six or seven levels lower in Soul Power than his opponent. However, he was suppressing the other Soul Master with his superb swordsmanship.
The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, in terms of both martial soul quality and combat skills, far surpassed ordinary soul masters, as evidenced by the colors of the fragments that fell from the arena.
Most were yellow and purple, with one or two black ones mixed in.
Lu Feng, with a thought, picked up the dozen or so fragments on the arena.
He picked up one yellow martial soul fragment [Steel Rod], one
purple martial soul fragment [Whirlwind Sword], and one
black skill fragment [Yi Sword Technique].
The battle between the two soul masters quickly came to a conclusion, with the sword-wielding soul master winning despite being of a higher level.
Gu Lin cleared his throat and announced loudly, "The winner of the thirty-second match of the Soul Sect Challenge is Lin Feng. The rankings of the winner and loser are swapped."
His words were met with cheers from the arena.
Seemingly noticing Lu Feng's interest in the ranking competition, Ning Ya softly said, "The sect encourages its disciples to cultivate, adopting a ranking system similar to the Great Soul Arena, with a grand competition held every year."
Lu Feng looked at the cheering crowd and nodded, "Young people are truly energetic."
"Haha." Ning Ya couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh upon hearing this, "I heard from my older brother that you're not even fifteen years old yet, how come you seem so mature?"
Lu Feng smiled; having been in the Soul Master world for many years, he was quite the seasoned veteran. In his eyes, these sect disciples all exuded a kind of naive foolishness.
At this moment, the fat Soul Master walked up to Lu Feng, a faint wisp of Soul Power emanating from his body.
"Brother, what is your cultivation level? What is your ranking within the sect?" the fat man said loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around turned their attention to him.
Lu Feng and Ning Ya's close proximity had already aroused the dissatisfaction of a large group of 'competitors,' who wished they could take their place.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's challenge competition did not have stages; all disciples were ranked uniformly. In other words, even Soul Master level disciples can challenge Soul Sect masters or even Soul Kings.
"Look, it's Senior Brother Wang Gang, ranked twenty-eighth!"
"Senior Brother Wang Gang has level forty-seven soul power, and his martial soul is Fatty Tiger. This is going to be interesting."
Lu Feng waved his hand. "Brother Fatty Tiger, I'm not a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
His eyes darted around, a sly smile playing on his lips. He said, "But I love making friends, Brother Fatty Tiger, how about we have a friendly martial arts contest?"
Just as Wang Gang was about to agree, a hearty laugh rang out from the crowd. "Haha, Brother Lu Feng, it really is you!"
Lu Feng looked in the direction of the voice and saw Chen Chen pushing through the crowd and walking towards him.
Upon seeing this, Fatty immediately bowed respectfully to Chen Chen, saying, "Greetings, Senior Brother Chen."
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School encourages competition among disciples. The ranking of fellow disciples is not based on age or length of time in the sect, but on the order of the ranking matches.
Of course, support-type soul masters have their own separate ranking list.
"Brother Chen, how have you been?" Lu Feng greeted with a fist and palm salute.
"Haha, our battle that day was evenly matched, and I was even thinking of inviting you to visit our sect. I didn't expect to meet you again so soon," Chen Chen said loudly.
Chen Chen gestured towards Gu Lin on the arena and continued, "Brother Lu, our last sparring session wasn't quite satisfying. Why don't we take this opportunity to have a proper match?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur arose around him.
Who was Chen Chen?
In recent ranking competitions, Chen Chen had always come out on top. He was the undisputed senior brother of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's younger generation.
His soul power had already reached level fifty-two, and he was just over twenty years old.
And this person in front of him could actually fight Chen Chen to a draw?
Wang Gang had already retreated into the crowd. He stroked his chin and looked Lu Feng up and down. "This person looks ordinary, but upon closer inspection, there seems to be a domineering aura hidden between his brows."
"Hiss~!"
The fat man gasped. "Judging from his age, he's definitely not over twenty. Could he be another Soul King?"
Hearing this, his tall, thin companion mocked, "Fatty, I think you're just a coward."
"Bamboo pole, you're talking nonsense!"
The sun was setting, and the sky was dyed orange-red.
The stands around the martial arts arena were already full of people. Not only were the sect disciples watching, but many elders were also paying attention to this soul battle.
Chen Chen's name was known to everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
An opponent he valued so highly must naturally be a powerful figure.
Everyone was incredibly excited, rubbing their hands together, unable to contain their fighting spirit.
Of course, Gu Lin was an exception.
He had witnessed the entire battle between the two last time, even intervening at the end to stop their soul power clash.
He wasn't sure who was stronger now.
However, the most crucial point was that Lu Feng was only at the Soul Master level and was no more than fifteen years old.
"Fine, let these brats see what it means to be outmatched," Gu Lin sighed inwardly, watching the excited crowd.
Overall, Gu Lin was quite satisfied with this year's disciples.
However, some of them, having remained within the sect, had been blinded by the glory of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"You tell me, between Senior Brother Chen Chen and that person, who is stronger?" the fat Soul Master rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with excitement.
Upon hearing this, the tall, thin Soul Master grinned. "Is there even a question? It must be Senior Brother Chen Chen. His self-created Gale Sword Technique has even been praised by Elder Sword."
Just as the onlookers were waiting for the Soul Battle to begin, three figures appeared on the stands of a distant high-rise building.
The three were none other than Ning Fengzhi from the sect, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
"Uncle Sword, who do you think will win between these two?" Ning Fengzhi asked doubtfully.
Chen Xin pondered for a moment, "If they were the same age, Lu Feng would win. However, their Soul Power differs by a whole stage, and Chen'er has already begun cultivating the Heart Sword. This battle will likely be difficult for Lu Feng."
"Hmph, I'm more optimistic about that kid Lu Feng,"
Bone Douluo sneered, speaking mockingly. "Since you support your grandson, then I'll support someone else."
Chen Xin glanced at him and said calmly, "Bone, how about we make a bet? Name your stake."
Unexpectedly, Gu Rong immediately shook his head. "Hmph, Sword Master, you think you can take advantage of me so easily? A bet is fine, but I'm betting on that brat Chen Chen to win."
"Old geezer, no wonder you're still unable to break through level ninety-six at your age."
"Sword Master, I'll fight you to the death!"
(End of Chapter)
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1.8times+Chapter 155 Deliberately Unleashed a Powerful Punch Chapter 155 Deliberately Unleashed a Fist
"Clang!"
A crisp sword sound rang out.
Chen Chen wore a relaxed and self-satisfied smile. "Chen Chen, Martial Soul Seven Kill Sword, Level 52 Power Attack Soul King, please enlighten me!"
A faint soul power surged from his Martial Soul, a gentle breeze stirred, and his long hair swayed lightly in the wind.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"Senior Brother Chen Chen is as handsome as ever, even I can only temporarily avoid the limelight!"
"I heard that Senior Brother Chen has obtained Elder Jian's inheritance and has begun practicing Heart Sword. It seems that before long, another elder will be added to the ranks."
On the other side, Lu Feng stretched out his arms, a dense black light adhering to his hands.
"Lu Feng, Martial Soul Iron Fist, Level 43 Power Attack Soul Master, please enlighten me."
As his words fell, the noisy hall immediately became quiet.
The fat Soul Master was taken aback, rubbing his eyes as he carefully counted the Soul Rings on Lu Feng's body. "Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, four Soul Rings in total, that's right."
His brows furrowed, and he exclaimed, "He's only a four-ring Soul Master?"
A few breaths later, in the audience, the disciples sized up Lu Feng standing on the stage, discussing amongst themselves.
"What's going on? A Soul Master dares to challenge Senior Brother Chen Chen?"
"Tch~, he's just handsome. I think he's nothing special, just waiting to be beaten up by Senior Brother Chen."
"You're all mistaken, aren't you? I remember Senior Brother Chen said that this person and he would fight to a draw. Moreover, this Soul Battle was initiated by Senior Brother Chen."
Lu Feng stood on the stage, a faint smile on his face.
He was standing some distance from the audience, but he could still hear the disciples talking about him.
Surprise, doubt, belittling.
Occasionally, there would be a word or two of praise, but it was quickly drowned out by the crowd.
Lu Feng didn't take these comments to heart, just smiled and let them pass. He had heard similar words countless times in the Soul Arena.
"Hoo~"
Lu Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
An invisible wind swirled up from beneath Lu Feng's feet, flowing gently across the stage. Before the battle even began, the disciples in the audience felt a killing intent.
"Sword Master, is this kid your private disciple?" Gu Rong looked at Lu Feng on the stage and asked suspiciously.
Bone Douluo didn't understand swordsmanship, but he and Chen Xin had spent many years together, and they knew each other's moves perfectly.
And what Lu Feng was using at this moment was clearly Chen Xin's 'Heart Sword Intent'.
Swordsmen cultivate their minds to be as pure and resilient as a sword.
The noise and temptations of the outside world are like withered leaves in the wind, easily defeated in the face of this sword-like mind.
"Old Bones, that's why I said you need to read more books. This sword intent is just a state of mind. As long as the Soul Master's heart is unbreakable, no matter what kind of martial soul it is, it will be the same when used." Chen Xin mocked without any restraint.
"A swordsman cultivates three things: the sword, the heart, and the self. Forget it, sword cultivation demands too much from the brain; you probably wouldn't understand anyway."
Gu Rong's face darkened, and he immediately retorted, "Hmph, according to you, Chen Chen hasn't even grasped the basics after a year of practice, does that mean he's an idiot?"
Hearing this, Chen Xin frowned. "Chen Chen's talent is no less than mine. However, under the sect's protection, his growth has been too smooth, which is actually detrimental to his mental cultivation."
"Oh, I remember now. Back when someone was a Soul Emperor, it seems they lost to me when I was only a Soul King."
Looking at Gu Rong's hateful mocking face, Chen Xin's anger flared. Even with his current state of mind, he wanted nothing more than to throw a punch and smash that ugly face.
On the arena, Gu Lin stared intently at the two who had taken their stances and announced, "Soul Battle, begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Chen's eyes sharpened, the Seven Kill Sword flashed with a cold light, and a chilling aura emanated from him.
"Whoosh!"
His first spirit ring shone, and a sword's cry rang out.
The Seven Kill Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if responding to its master with a telepathic connection. A powerful surge of spirit energy erupted from his body, creating a violent storm that swept across the surroundings.
Chen Chen gripped the Seven Kill Sword with both hands, his gaze fixed on Lu Feng, and said, "This is my first spirit skill: Blade. After years of cultivation, I have created another move: Blade Storm."
"Brother Lu, be careful!"
The next moment, dozens of blades flashed with cold light, pointing directly at Lu Feng's face.
Facing these oncoming blades, Lu Feng dared not be careless, his expression becoming serious.
Chen Chen was no ordinary player in the Soul Arena.
A genius who created his own spirit skill.
The senior disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
A Soul King at only twenty years old.
Any one of his achievements was unmatched.
Lu Feng could sense that besides the turbulent waves of soul power, the sword blade also exuded an unstoppable, unparalleled aura.
Facing such an opponent, Lu Feng's emotions began to boil.
A golden glint flashed in his dark eyes.
The next moment, this golden light instantly spread throughout his entire body, enveloping his hair, skin, and even clothes in a brilliant gold.
Third Soul Skill: Iron Fist of Justice!
On the field, Chen Chen's sharp sword intent swept across the entire arena, creating a gust of wind.
Even though the audience was quite a distance away, the disciples felt a sense of unease.
However, the sword intent permeating the stage melted away instantly, like ice meeting the blazing sun.
A wind blade over six feet long broke through the golden light's defense, but it completely turned into green smoke just three feet before reaching Lu Feng.
"This..."
On the high platform, Chen Xin looked at the golden light surrounding Lu Feng and pondered.
"What's wrong? Sword Master, is there a problem with his defensive soul skill?" Gu Rong asked疑惑地.
Chen Xin shook his head. He felt that Lu Feng's soul skill was somewhat familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere, or heard of it before.
After a long while, a glint flashed in Chen Xin's eyes. He raised his head and looked towards the south of the continent, slowly uttering eight words.
"Immune to all evils, self-contained barrier."
Gu Rong frowned slightly and said, "Sword Master, what riddle are you talking about again? Is this kid's soul skill as mysterious as you say?"
Chen Xin shook his head and sighed, "No, it's just that this soul skill of his reminds me of an old friend."
Gradually, the wind on the arena stopped.
Lu Feng stood quietly in the arena, not even the hem of his clothes was dirty.
Chen Chen looked at Lu Feng and smiled, "As expected, Brother Lu's strength has increased again after obtaining the fourth soul ring. Your third soul skill is still as indestructible as ever."
Lu Feng smiled slightly, "Brother Chen, your sword intent is also quite good. No wonder you are the number one among the younger generation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
Lu Feng wasn't using a defensive soul skill, but rather a small domain created using the [Light] and [Holy] attributes.
Chen Chen smiled without saying a word. Although his attack was neutralized, his fighting spirit only increased.
"Hah!"
Chen Chen shouted, and the black soul rings around him shone.
Suddenly, a terrifying aura emanated from his body. A sharp sword aura swirled around him, enveloping his body.
Lu Feng's eyes turned purple; in his eyes, the soul power surrounding Chen Chen was almost tangible.
"Brother Lu, you are a guest of the sect, so let's stop here for now. This is my fifth soul skill. If you can withstand it, you win."
Chen Chen's voice came through the soul power storm, and Lu Feng could feel that Chen Chen's breathing had become somewhat heavy.
"Brother Chen, please make your move. My iron fist is itching for action."
A sly smile appeared on Lu Feng's lips, and powerful soul power burst forth from his body.
At the same time, his fourth soul ring lit up, and the golden light on his body seemed to intensify even further.
"Whoosh!"
A crisp sword cry shattered the silence of the air.
Chen Chen's soul power coalesced into a tornado, and he took a step forward, thrusting his longsword straight at Lu Feng.
His eyes were cold as frost, and his speed was incredibly fast, as if he had transformed into a sharp sword.
Where the sword cry rang out, the soul power in the air condensed into countless transparent sword blades, flashing with a cold light, seemingly following Chen Chen's figure as if they had a mind of their own.
Fifth Soul Skill: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!
Gu Lin felt the overwhelming momentum contained in the sword cry and nodded to himself, his eyes full of admiration.
Gu Lin frowned as he looked at Lu Feng, who was only assuming a simple defensive stance.
"Is he scared out of his wits?"
At the same time, his body emitted a faint fluctuation of soul power, ready to come to Lu Feng's rescue at any moment.
Swish—
In an instant, the Seven Kill Sword pierced straight in front of Lu Feng, its speed of attack surprising Lu Feng.
Boom~
Lu Feng took a step forward with his right foot, the terrifying force causing the ground to cave in. He slightly shifted his body, clenched his left fist, and gathered power behind him, a dense black light appearing in front of him.
The next instant, a blue sword aura ten feet wide swept in, accompanied by a violent gale, hurtling towards Lu Feng's position.
This sword aura was Chen Chen's true killing move.
He transformed his body into a sword, drawing upon the soul power in the air to condense a sword momentum. If an ordinary person faced this move, they would feel not fighting a Soul Master, but facing the power of heaven and earth.
Unexpectedly, facing this overwhelming sword aura, Lu Feng did not dodge.
His soul power condensed in his fists, his whole body flashing with golden light. He swung his left fist, unleashing a surge of soul power energy that slammed into the oncoming sword aura.
100,000-year Soul Bone Skill: Invincible Golden Body!
The two charged towards each other at extremely high speed, like two streaks of golden and blue light colliding.
Boom—
The two attacks collided, the energy explosion causing a violent boom, shaking the entire venue.
Golden light and pale blue sword energy intertwined.
Whoosh—
the energy storm formed by the interwoven golden light and sword energy was instantly shattered.
With a powerful roar, the force of the impact caused even the hard stone slabs beneath their feet to crack inch by inch.
Under the overwhelming shockwave of soul power, the audience couldn't help but close their eyes and cover their ears, barely able to withstand the howling wind.
The next moment, all the disciples' hearts suddenly clenched.
A heavy pressure of soul power emanated from the arena, like a mountain crashing down, making it hard for everyone to breathe. Those disciples with lower soul power turned pale, only able to gasp for air. Several disciples above the Soul Master level
barely opened their eyes, and the next moment, their gazes narrowed, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.
On the arena, Gu Lin instantly appeared in front of Chen Chen. His arms crossed over his chest, a hemispherical soul power shield enveloping the two of them.
At this moment, Lu Feng threw out his right fist, and a large fan-shaped area in front of him suddenly erupted with soul power.
First Soul Skill: Heavy Punch, Second Form!
Fourth Soul Skill: Deliberate Blast Punch!
"Boom!" A deafening roar,
as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, erupted.
Lu Feng's surging soul power almost solidified, like a golden dragon carrying world-destroying power, slamming heavily into Gu Lin's soul power shield.
In an instant, light radiated, white light intertwining and resisting the earth-yellow soul power shield.
Energy spread wildly outwards like ripples, and the arena floor, unable to withstand the pressure, developed a network of fine cracks centered on the point of impact, rapidly spreading throughout the entire arena.
Boom!
To everyone's astonishment, the next moment, accompanied by a deafening roar, the entire arena completely collapsed.
Everyone in the arena stared dumbfounded at the ruins of the arena, their eyes glazed over.
At this moment, an eerie silence fell over the scene.
What just happened?
Why did Elder Gu Lin suddenly intervene?
Was the battle already over?
Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong on the viewing platform were also filled with shock.
They clearly captured what had happened on the arena in that instant.
Yes, the outcome was decided.
Especially Chen Xin and Gu Rong, as Title Douluos, felt it most deeply. They knew clearly that if Gu Lin hadn't intervened to block Lu Feng's attack, it was uncertain whether Chen Chen would have survived.
Chen Xin sighed and then turned to leave. He was now somewhat worried about his disciple's mental state.
Chen Xin was gratified that Chen Chen had such an opponent. Because he himself had learned from his defeats and then broken through in one fell swoop.
But at the same time, he felt somewhat sad.
Chen Chen's talent was in no way inferior to his; he could be called a genius.
However, the Douluo Continent was never short of geniuses.
In Chen Xin's era, the most discussed figures were Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen. These two names were like two mountains, weighing heavily on the hearts of every genius Soul Master.
The next generation saw the emergence of Tang Hao and Bibi Dong.
Despite being juniors, their strength and talent far surpassed those of the previous generation.
Now,
Chen Xin looked at Lu Feng on the stage, his heart filled with emotion. He seemed to see a new moon rising.
No matter how brilliant the stars, how could they rival the moon's brilliance?
As Chen Chen's master, he even worried that Chen Chen might become despondent.
On the martial arts stage, Chen Chen stood frozen in place. His wide eyes were filled with disbelief and terror.
His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and his body was visibly trembling.
As his opponent, he felt the impact of Lu Feng's punch most acutely.
The terrifying power of his soul force was like a mountain crashing down, striking straight at his soul. If it weren't for the elder's intervention, he felt he would probably be dead.
Lu Feng looked at the two opposite him and laughed, "Seventh Master, impressive skill! You actually blocked my strongest move with your bare hands."
Although his opponent was a Soul Douluo, Lu Feng showed no restraint.
"Hmph, you have a ruthless soul skill. If I hadn't intervened, someone might have died," Gu Lin said viciously.
Lu Feng smiled apologetically and clasped his hands, saying, "My soul skill becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent. Brother Chen is a genius that appears once in a century, so naturally I wouldn't dare to hold back." Lu
Feng's fourth soul skill could absorb the opponent's attack and then counterattack with double the damage.
Theoretically, as long as he can withstand a strike from a Title Douluo, this counterattack will have the power of a Title Douluo.
Generally speaking, a Soul Master can only withstand damage exceeding two stages of their own power.
For example, an ordinary Soul Master, even a purely defensive one, can at most withstand the fifth Soul Skill of a Soul King, and absolutely cannot withstand the attack of a Soul Emperor.
However, Lu Feng has a heaven-defying skill:
Invincible Golden Body!
For a short time, he is immune to all physical damage, and his own strength doubles.
This Soul Bone skill, combined with his fourth Soul Skill, plus Luo Wupao's assistance, would give him the confidence to defeat Zhao Wuji even in his prime if he returned to the Star Dou Forest.
At this moment, Chen Chen lowered his head dejectedly and said, "Brother Lu, I lost this round."
He smiled bitterly. Although he was somewhat unwilling, he knew that he had lost completely.
If it weren't for Gu Lin's intervention, he would be dead by now.
This was hard for Chen Chen to accept.
They were evenly matched in their last encounter. How could he have lost so miserably this time?
Such a crushing defeat—anyone who didn't know the situation would have thought their soul power levels had swapped.
Chen Chen dragged himself away slowly, somewhat doubting his existence, his eyes filled with confusion.
(End of Chapter)
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