"Audacious scoundrel, how dare you speak so insolently within our school's territory."
Ning Jue shouted slogans loudly, inciting several Core Disciples to make the first move.
Devil Bear Douluo's brow furrowed at the sight; he knew this fight was unavoidable.
But the gap in strength was quite vast. He glanced at Hall Master Chu Feng, as if asking where his confidence came from.
So he could only bite the bullet and charge; dying in battle was better than waiting for death.
"Fourth Spirit Ability: Valley Titan Strength."
It tripled his attack power and strengthened his physical body.
"Third Spirit Ability: Berserk Bear's Roar."
It unleashed a sonic attack dealing over half the damage of a Spirit Avatar, while continuously weakening the defense of those within a certain area.
The Berserk Bear was serious enough, but his ability was truly underwhelming.
This roar made him the target of the Core Disciples' concentrated fire, as a flurry of punches and kicks rained down on him.
The roar had no effect at all; instead, it restricted his own movements. By the time he tried to parry and counter...
Bang, bang, bang. His arms, legs, and face were swollen everywhere; he was beaten black and blue.
Devil Bear Douluo endured the pain. His dignity prevented him from bowing his head, forcing him to act as if it were nothing.
But the Core Disciples' ridicule was real.
"This is the strength of a Spirit Hall Elder? I thought they'd be really strong, but they're just weaklings."
"Haha, the three of you came here just to die."
"Surrender quickly, and maybe we'll leave your corpses intact."
The Core Disciples were quite sharp-tongued; hearing their words, Ning Jue smiled comfortably.
Thinking that they hadn't even forced the use of the Seven-Story Pagoda, Devil Bear Douluo felt he had completely lost face.
Heavenly Wind Douluo also felt a fire igniting within him. When had Spirit Hall ever suffered such humiliation?
Chu Feng shrugged; he could only feel that his pig teammates were impossible to carry.
With such an obvious gap, how could these two Titled Douluo be feeding like their brains were rusted?
Bang!
Sure enough, in the next second, Heavenly Wind Douluo was thrown back along with the whirlwind he had conjured, crashing heavily into a flowerbed in the courtyard; his ribs were likely broken.
They had just experienced Chu Feng's nine dragons divine fire cover yesterday and were suffering again today. Honestly, it was pitiable, but that's what happened when they didn't follow orders.
"When did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School become so strong?"
Heavenly Wind Douluo's innocence finally began to face the harshness of reality.
"Hmph, there's more than you can imagine. Everyone in our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can now evolve their Spirits, and we have all sorts of super Hidden Weapons."
Ning Jue bragged without concealment and thrust out his sleeve.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
Three small sharp arrows tore through the air, hurtling forward.
This was certainly not the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle. According to the disciples' chatter, these things were called Pagoda Thorns.
"Paltry tricks."
Chu Feng slightly raised his eyes, and the three arrows shattered several meters away from him.
This posed no threat to him; the only thing it proved was that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had completely changed.
In such a short time, while providence had only just begun to circulate throughout the Douluo Continent, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's progress was indeed rapid.
But this was only from a mortal's perspective. From a god's perspective, it appeared quite ordinary.
At this moment, Devil Bear Douluo dragged his body toward Chu Feng and whispered, "Hall Master, I think we should retreat."
This attitude was different from the original work Chu Feng had read, but it made sense upon reflection.
He couldn't even get past the gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, so what else could he do? He didn't want to die so pathetically.
But Chu Feng looked at him expressionlessly. "I just said, I want their lives. How can I leave before I've taken them?"
"Hall Master? Don't be so stubborn..." Devil Bear Douluo still wanted to persuade him.
But Chu Feng had already ignited a wisp of simple divine force, charging into the crowd with an imposing aura.
Those Core Disciples were still chatting and laughing flippantly, not noticing at all.
By the time they noticed, or rather, even when they mobilized their Titled Douluo-level strength at top speed...
They still couldn't withstand Chu Feng's single step onto the ground. Suddenly, over a dozen Core Disciples were sent flying a hundred meters away from him.
Dust rose, courtyard walls shattered, and even the thirty Pagoda Towers still floating in the sky were shaken.
Ning Jue's smile vanished instantly. He flickered several times and landed on a boulder nearest to the sect's inner gate.
"Don't worry, everyone. This guy's spirit power isn't even dense enough. I see he's just a brute."
"On my command, fire! Fire!"
Ning Jue's aura had weakened, but he remained stubborn.
As he spoke, the thirty Seven-Story Pagodas began to spin. All the Core Disciples stood at different spots, holding their breath and concentrating.
The pride of the other spectating disciples returned to their faces, and they all looked at Chu Feng with disdainful eyes.
It turned out that firing arrows wasn't literal; instead, sharp blades from the Pagoda Towers were flying down from the sky one by one.
These blades were quite similar to the Pagoda Thorns. Though made of fine steel, they carried a floating Baleful Aura.
But none of that mattered. This was exactly what Chu Feng was looking forward to; he wanted to see what kind of tricks the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile was up to.
Moreover, he hadn't tried the divine force he had stripped from the Rakshasa God yet; he would take this opportunity to test it out.
Furthermore, this divine force was no longer Rakshasa divine force. After being transformed through Daoist techniques and refined, it should be Primordial Chaos divine force—an enhanced version of the original Primordial Violet Qi.
With this thought, Chu Feng concentrated his mind. A phoenix's cry resounded through the clouds as a Golden Phoenix with five-colored wings slowly emerged behind him.
After absorbing Primordial Chaos Qi, the phoenix became the Dark-Yellow Golden Phoenix. As it spread its wings, the impurities erupted like steam.
Then Chu Feng soared upward, and the phoenix swept out a layer of rosy light, crushing all the Pagoda Demon Sabers into powder.
Seeing things go south, Ning Jue summoned his own Seven-Story Pagoda and pressed it directly down onto Chu Feng's head, almost exhausting all of his spirit power.
But it wasn't enough; it was far from even scratching Chu Feng's itch.
Devil Bear Douluo's expression changed rapidly; he truly couldn't understand the profoundness of the Hall Master's moves.
"Why does it feel like the Hall Master's strength exceeds that of His Holiness the Pope?" Heavenly Wind Douluo couldn't help but exclaim.
At this moment, Chu Feng waved his hand lightly, and the Dark-Yellow Golden Phoenix separated from him, actively crashing into the Seven-Story Pagoda.
The Core Disciples stared intently; they still didn't think Chu Feng had much chance of winning.
But Chu Feng only thought their lives were coming to an end; he was about to start harvesting these arrogant fools.
Boom!
Ning Jue's Seven-Story Pagoda suddenly exploded. After a few joyful cries, the Dark-Yellow Golden Phoenix soared through the sky, continuing its attack on the other Pagoda Towers.
Meanwhile, Chu Feng's hands were as sharp as blades. Like willow leaves passing through gaps, the throats of the Core Disciples were silently slit open.
Furthermore, Chu Feng didn't get a single drop of blood on him. He utilized his Primordial Chaos Aura to perfection, protecting his body with Qi with extreme proficiency.
As for those Core Disciples, their blood scattered across the sky like willow catkins, dressing the natural green of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in a new coat of deep vermilion.
Ning Jue watched this scene in horror, his eyes bulging as if spring-loaded; he wanted to run.
Chu Feng, however, had already locked onto him and said in a theatrical tone, "Give me your life!"
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