Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

"Roar!"

The giant beast roared, and a scarlet light shot out from its single eye, heading straight for Liu Erlong.

Liu Erlong sneered, her Fire Dragon Martial Soul roaring as flames transformed into a long dragon that crashed head-on into the light.

With a deafening roar, the shockwave destroyed all the surrounding trees. Lu Yu hurriedly activated his soul power to protect himself and barely managed to stabilize his body. He was shocked by Liu Erlong's strength.

This behemoth was at least ten thousand years old, yet it was completely suppressed by Liu Erlong's Fire Dragon Martial Soul! The battle lasted for a while, and the behemoth let out a mournful cry, its massive body crashing to the ground, its blood-red single eye gradually losing its luster.

Liu Erlong put away her martial spirit, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and turned to look at Lu Yu: "Kid, what are you standing there for? Come over and help deal with the soul bone!"

Just as Lu Yu was about to step forward, he suddenly felt a powerful aura coming from behind. Before he could react, a large hand gripped his shoulder, his soul power was instantly sealed, and he was lifted into the air! "Lu Yu!"

Liu Erlong roared, his golden longsword already drawn, its sword energy soaring into the sky, locking onto the blurry figure, "Let him go, or I'll make you regret ever being born!"

The figure sneered and quickly flew away into the distance with Lu Yu.

Liu Erlong roared, and his Fire Dragon Martial Soul erupted once more, transforming into a streak of fire in pursuit.

Lu Yu's mind raced, and he forcefully activated his soul power, instantly unleashing the magic-suppressing domain within his body, causing the surrounding soul power fluctuations to vanish abruptly.

The figure was clearly caught off guard by this move; its soul power faltered, and its body plummeted downwards.

Lu Yu seized the opportunity to break free, his soul rings lit up, and he activated his Soaring Nine Heavens soul skill, transforming into a streak of light and flying towards Liu Erlong. After landing, he immediately assumed a fighting stance, warily watching the figure.

The figure landed slowly, and the moonlight shone down, revealing a refined yet dignified face.

The man was dressed in a magnificent robe, exuding an extraordinary air, and his eyes held a scrutinizing gaze.

Lu Yu frowned, but his soul power probe was like a stone sinking into the sea; he couldn't sense the other party's strength at all.

Liu Erlong was suddenly taken aback, sheathed his golden sword, and whispered, "Sect Master Ning?"

Lu Yu's heart skipped a beat. Sect Master Ning? Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? Isn't that... Ning Rongrong's father? His "father-in-law"?

He suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and awkwardly scratched his head: "Um... Sect Leader Ning, hello."

Ning Fengzhi's gaze was sharp as he looked Lu Yu up and down, his tone calm yet imposing: "You're Lu Yu? Rongrong often mentions you."

He paused, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, "I was entrusted by Rongrong to come and take you away from the Star Dou Great Forest, so that you won't get into trouble in this dangerous place."

Liu Erlong frowned, glanced at Lu Yu, and slowly nodded: "Since it is Sect Leader Ning's will, I have no objection."

But this kid is my student, so you have to guarantee his safety.

"nature."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, but his gaze remained fixed on Lu Yu. "Let's go, young man, let's talk as we walk."

Lu Yu was filled with trepidation as he followed behind Ning Fengzhi, while Liu Erlong stayed behind to deal with the giant beast's soul bones.

The night breeze in the Starry Sky Forest was cool, and the moonlight filtered through the treetops, casting dappled shadows. Yet, Ning Fengzhi's silhouette made Lu Yu feel an invisible pressure.

"Sect Leader Ning, thank you for saving us."

Lu Yu tentatively spoke, trying to ease the tension.

Ning Fengzhi did not stop walking, but his voice was indifferent: "No need to thank me."

My only purpose in coming here is for Rongrong.

She seems to have fallen deeply in love with you.

He stopped, turned around and looked directly at Lu Yu, his gaze sharp. "But I don't quite understand why she values ​​you so much."

Lu Yu's heart tightened, and he forced himself to say, "Rongrong...we are friends, we trust each other."

"friend?"

Ning Fengzhi sneered, his tone laced with sarcasm, "Young man, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is the number one support sect in the world. Rongrong is the apple of my eye, and the people who pursue her are all better than you in terms of talent and background."

"What makes you think you're good enough for her?"

Lu Yu was stunned, his cheeks flushed slightly, but he forced himself to remain calm: "Sect Leader Ning, my feelings for Rongrong are sincere."

As for my strength, I'm working hard to improve it, and I will definitely not let her down!

Ning Fengzhi narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "Sincere? Not enough."

The future wife of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's sect leader needs to be protected by someone with sufficient power.

"Your talent is at the Soul Master level, and while your soul skills are somewhat unique, in my opinion, they are far from sufficient to shoulder this heavy responsibility."

He paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, "However, Rongrong cares about you, and I'm willing to give you a chance."

"Chance?"

Lu Yu was taken aback.

Ning Fengzhi stood with his hands behind his back, his aura suddenly rising, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze: "Attack me."

Use your most powerful methods to show me whether you are worthy of standing beside Rongrong.

Lu Yu's heart raced. Ning Fengzhi's strength was unfathomable, and his soul power level was at least that of a Soul Douluo! But he had no choice. He took a deep breath, his soul rings lit up, and four soul rings surrounded his body. The anti-magic domain was activated first, attempting to suppress Ning Fengzhi's soul power.

Ning Fengzhi remained unmoved, a slight smile appearing on his lips: "An interesting soul skill, but unfortunately, it's useless to me."

With a gentle wave of his hand, Lu Yu's domain instantly collapsed, and the backlash of his soul power caused him to groan and retreat several steps.

"Come again!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice was cold, but his eyes held a hint of expectation.

Lu Yu gritted his teeth and activated his Soaring Nine Heavens Soul Skill. His figure transformed into a streak of light, and a long sword of soul power condensed in his hand. The sword light was like a rainbow, and it pierced straight into Ning Fengzhi's chest.

This attack must be launched with full force! Appreciation flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. He raised one hand slightly, and a beam of light flashed. Lu Yu's sword light shattered instantly, and he was sent flying several meters away, crashing to the ground with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad, this is interesting."

Ning Fengzhi walked over slowly, his tone still calm, "But it's not enough."

Stand up and continue.

Lu Yu struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes burned with an indomitable fighting spirit: "Sect Leader Ning, I will not give up!"

His soul power erupted once more, activating his third soul skill. Space distorted, and an invisible spatial blade slashed towards Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi slightly shifted his body to easily dodge, and nodded, saying, "Spatial ability, rare indeed."

Unfortunately, his control over the situation was too weak.

He raised his hand, and an invisible force locked Lu Yu firmly in place, rendering him unable to move.

"Sect Leader Ning, I..."

Lu Yu gritted his teeth and tried to struggle.

Ning Fengzhi interrupted him, his tone softening slightly: "Your potential is good, but you're still far from meeting the requirements to protect Rongrong."

Go back and cultivate diligently. If one day you can get me to use my full strength, perhaps I will consider your request.

Lu Yu's heart skipped a beat, realizing this was Ning Fengzhi's test. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I understand."

Sect Leader Ning, I will prove myself!

Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly, turned and left: "I hope you keep your word."

Let's go, Rongrong is still waiting for you.

Lu Yu clenched his fists, watching Ning Fengzhi's retreating figure, a burning fighting spirit igniting in his heart.

The road ahead is long, but for Ning Rongrong, he will never back down!
Lu Yu stood in the martial arts arena of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Sunlight filtered through the tall glazed tile tower, casting dappled shadows that reflected on his resolute yet slightly tense face.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze. The disciples of the sect formed a circle, whispering among themselves, their eyes focused on the two people in the center of the room—Lu Yu and Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Lu Yu, do you dare to fight me?"

Ning Fengzhi's voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable authority. The glass pagoda in his hand floated, emitting a soft, seven-colored light.

He was dressed in a blue robe, with a refined and scholarly air, and a meaningful smile on his lips.

Lu Yu took a deep breath and fixed his gaze on Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi was a Title Douluo-level existence with unfathomable strength, while I was only at the Soul King level, the difference between us was like an insurmountable chasm.

But he did not back down, a fighting spirit igniting in his eyes: "Since the sect leader has such an interest, Lu Yu will certainly accompany him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold, mechanical voice rang in Lu Yu's mind: "Mission triggered: Defeat or be defeated by Ning Fengzhi."

Task Reward: Skill level may increase or decrease, depending on the outcome.

Lu Yu frowned slightly. This system was causing trouble again! But he didn't have time to think about it. Ning Fengzhi had already taken a stance, and seven-colored light emanated from the glass pagoda in his palm. It was gentle but contained a terrifying pressure: "Lu Yu, I have suppressed my strength to the Soul Emperor level. Let's have a fair fight. You can do whatever you want!"

"Thank you for showing mercy, Sect Master!"

Lu Yu clasped his hands in a fist salute, his soul power instantly boiling. The Zeus Martial Soul appeared behind him, and a phantom of a god-king surrounded by lightning stood proudly, with crackling electric arcs and a scorching smell permeating the air.

He shouted in a low voice, "First Soul Skill, Thunder!"

In an instant, Lu Yu moved like lightning, a blinding bolt of lightning condensing between his hands, piercing straight at Ning Fengzhi like a spear.

The Thunder Soul Skill is not only swift, but also carries the passive effect of the Zeus Martial Soul—each attack deals 6% continuous damage, and the stronger the soul power, the more significant the effect.

The lightning tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for Ning Fengzhi's chest.

Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly. The glass pagoda in his hand flashed, and seven-colored light transformed into a barrier in front of him.

The lightning struck the barrier hard, exploding with a deafening roar, sending arcs of electricity scattering, and scorching the ground.

Ning Fengzhi swayed slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "What a powerful soul skill! This lightning power can actually shake my defense?"

Lu Yu pressed his advantage, using a strange footwork technique to close the distance like a ghost, his hands crackling with lightning once more: "Sect Master, be careful!"

He activated his Thunder Soul Skill once more, and the lightning transformed into countless tiny electric snakes, surging towards Ning Fengzhi in a massive, overwhelming manner.

The continuous lightning damage caused Ning Fengzhi's seven-colored light to dim slightly, and his brows furrowed, clearly not expecting Lu Yu's attack to be so fierce.

"interesting!"

Ning Fengzhi chuckled softly, and the glazed pagoda in his hand shone brightly. Nine illusory figures rose from behind him, each radiating a powerful soul force, like nine glazed war gods, their oppressive aura overwhelming the entire scene.

Lu Yu's pupils constricted sharply, his heart filled with shock: "A Title Douluo?! How is this possible!"

He clearly remembered that in the original story, Ning Fengzhi's soul power was always unable to break through to the Soul Saint level due to the limitations of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. However, the Ning Fengzhi before him clearly displayed the aura of a Title Douluo! Lu Yu's mind raced: "Could it be the influence of the system? This world is very different from the original story. The overall strength of Soul Masters has improved?"

"Lu Yu, focus on the battle!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice pulled him back to reality. The nine phantoms waved their hands in unison, and the seven-colored light transformed into countless glass blades, which shot towards Lu Yu in a barrage.

Each flying blade carried a sharp whistling sound, as if it were tearing the air apart.

Lu Yu dared not be negligent, and his soul power circulated wildly within his body, making the light of the Zeus Martial Soul even more intense.

He shouted in a low voice, "Third Soul Skill, Thunderclap!"

A thick bolt of lightning shot out from his palm, colliding with the flying blade and unleashing a deafening roar.

Although the lightning pillar dispersed some of the flying blades, several still managed to break through, grazing Lu Yu's shoulder and leaving streaks of blood.

"pain!"

Lu Yu gritted his teeth, his clothes stained with blood, but his fighting spirit burned even brighter in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, lunged forward, and assumed the starting stance of Jeet Kune Do: "Sect Master, take this!"

Lu Yu moved like the wind, unleashing Jeet Kune Do's ultimate techniques, back punch, and inch punch in succession. Each strike was imbued with the power of thunder, the wind from his punches was fierce, and the air was filled with bursts of explosions.

The essence of Jeet Kune Do lies in using the opponent's force against them, integrating the opponent's attacks into one's own rhythm, and creating continuous pressure.

Although Ning Fengzhi was strong, he was forced to retreat repeatedly by Lu Yu's continuous attacks because he actively suppressed his strength and his soul skills were slightly slow.

"Master!"

Lu Yu threw a punch, the fist tip wrapped in lightning, and slammed it hard into Ning Fengzhi's glass barrier. The barrier cracked and made a crisp sound.

Ning Fengzhi swayed, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes: "This fist technique... can actually suppress my soul skill?"

"Fist behind back!"

Lu Yu gave Ning Fengzhi no chance to catch his breath. He turned around and threw a back punch like a meteor, which was accompanied by a burst of lightning. Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to dodge to the side. However, Lu Yu's attack was like a tidal wave, continuous and unstoppable: "Inch Punch!"

He lunged forward, his fist exploding at extremely close range, the power of thunder striking Ning Fengzhi's left shoulder precisely, causing him to tremble.

A hint of admiration flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, but his tone still carried the authority of a sect leader: "Lu Yu, you are indeed extraordinary! But if that's all, you're not enough!"

The light from the glass pagoda in his hand surged, and the nine phantoms roared in unison. The seven-colored light transformed into a giant pillar of light, shooting straight at Lu Yu.

Lu Yu's heart tightened, knowing that this was Ning Fengzhi's killing move.

He took a deep breath and activated his fifth soul skill, "Sealing Fate."

Suddenly activated, the lightning power of Zeus's Martial Soul transformed into an invisible chain, wrapping around Ning Fengzhi's body.

Sealing Fate can temporarily weaken the effect of the opponent's soul skill. Ning Fengzhi's pillar of light was greatly reduced in power. Lu Yu took the opportunity to dodge and his fist wind rose again: "Jeet Kune Do, break!"

His movements were as swift as lightning, his fists flashing in a blur. The power of thunder and the ferocity of Jeet Kune Do were perfectly combined, each punch precisely striking Ning Fengzhi's weak points.

Although Ning Fengzhi was strong, his soul skills were restricted under the suppression of the Soul Emperor level, and he gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

Lu Yu's fist technique was like a storm, and amidst flashes of lightning, Ning Fengzhi's seven-colored light was completely suppressed.

"Final blow!"

Lu Yu roared, unleashing all his soul power. The light of the Zeus Martial Soul reached its peak, and he threw a punch. The power of thunder transformed into a thunder dragon, roaring as it crashed into Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi tried to resist, but the thunder dragon was unstoppable and crashed hard into his chest. The seven-colored barrier shattered, and he was knocked back several steps. His left cheek was slightly swollen, indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, Lu Yu emerged victorious.

The disciples surrounding the training ground were completely silent, their eyes filled with shock. (End of Chapter)