Chapter 77 The Death of Bone Douluo

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so nervous..." Lang Lei smiled, but the tense atmosphere didn't dissipate; instead, it became even more serious.

"Young Brother Lang Lei, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has, after all, a connection with you..."

"Think carefully before you speak, otherwise, I can't guarantee I won't do something outrageous," Lang Lei said with a smile.

Ning Fengzhi immediately shut up. He knew that if he tried to fool the other party just because he was young, he would probably suffer a big loss.

"Kid, don't be so hot-blooded! This is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, not your home!" Unable to contain himself, Bone Douluo slammed his fist on the table and roared.

"Uncle Bone!" Ning Fengzhi quickly stopped Lang Lei before he could react.

Lang Lei's expression remained unchanged, still wearing a smiling face: "Oh? It seems Bone Douluo isn't too satisfied with me. How about... a sparring match?"

"Lang..."

"Just what I wanted!"

As he spoke, Bone Douluo approached Lang Lei and threw a punch.

"Weak and powerless..." Lang Lei said, throwing a punch back.

With a loud "bang," Bone Douluo Gu Rong was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall of the sect master's hall.

"Grandpa Bone!" Ning Rongrong quickly ran over and helped Bone Douluo up.

"If you activated your Martial Soul, you might be able to fly even closer," Lang Lei joked.

"You!" Bone Douluo was speechless. He had just used 100% of his strength, after all, Ning Rongrong had said that Lang Lei had killed the 100,000-year-old soul beast Titan Giant Ape.

But the result also shocked him and me; he was completely outmatched in terms of strength and physical prowess...

"We have witnessed His Majesty Lang Lei's strength; it is indeed extraordinary. He must have taken a path that is unimaginable to ordinary people," Ning Fengzhi said in a show of support.

Sword Douluo was also secretly shocked, confirming that Lang Lei indeed possessed the strength of a Title Douluo.

"Hehe~"

"Sect Leader Ning, have you ever experienced despair?" Lang Lei suddenly spoke, his expression calm, no longer the smiling face he had before.

Ning Fengzhi's face stiffened, his lips moved, and he didn't know what to say.

"In order to ensure that we children would inevitably die, the scoundrel in Sect Master Ning's words ruthlessly abandoned us in the Star Dou Great Forest."

"Even high-level Soul Masters walk with extreme caution there, let alone us?"

"Despite living in constant fear, every day our comrades still die for their fallen friends."

"Finally, after a heavy rain, amidst blood and tears, I was the only one left..."

Although Lang Lei spoke calmly, everyone present could still hear the suppressed, overwhelming rage in his words.

"We grew up in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, grateful for the kindness of our upbringing. But with each death, that kindness diminishes, and slowly, only hatred remains..."

"At that time, I was overwhelmed by hatred and determined that if I had the chance, I would storm the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and do everything in my power to slaughter them without leaving a single survivor..."

"You brat! How dare you do this!"

Bone Douluo roared, activated his Martial Soul, and then unleashed three more Soul Skills before charging forward and punching Lang Lei in the chest.

Lang Lei neither dodged nor evaded; the Eye of the Lightning Element appeared at his waist, covering his entire body with a dense network of electric currents.

"Uncle Bone! Stop it!"

"Old man! Come back!"

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo realized what was happening and hurriedly tried to stop them, but it was too late.

Lang Lei withstood the attack from Bone Douluo with his bare body. The electric current on his body instantly paralyzed Bone Douluo, rendering him unable to move.

The bladeless sword instantly appeared in Lang Lei's right hand, piercing through Bone Douluo's chest.

Fresh blood gushed from Bone Douluo's mouth.

"You threw that punch with the intention of killing me, didn't you?" Lang Lei said softly. "Why didn't you wait for me to finish speaking?"

With a flick of his sword, Lang Lei unsheathed his blade, a surge of lightning element flowed into Bone Douluo's body, and then he kicked Bone Douluo away.

Ning Rongrong was completely terrified and stood frozen in place.

Sword Douluo hurriedly caught Bone Douluo Gu Rong, but as soon as he touched Bone Douluo, an electric current that was hard for him to bear surged through his body.

"The Seven Treasures are famous..."

"Clang—"

Ning Fengzhi originally wanted to use his martial soul to help Sword Douluo, but a sword carrying lightning was thrust into his hand, which startled him so much that he withdrew his martial soul.

"If you make a move, then I will assume that Sect Master Ning is assisting this ant who dares to try and kill me," Lang Lei said coldly. "I never show mercy when dealing with enemies."

Ning Fengzhi was now in a dilemma: should he save Bone Douluo and fall out with Lang Lei, or should he remain silent?

"Feng Zhi..." Bone Douluo shook his head weakly, then pushed Sword Douluo away, indicating that the two of them didn't need to worry about him.

Just now, he clearly realized the gap between him and Lang Lei; they were simply not on the same level!

The moment Lang Lei made his move, all he felt was suffocation...

He never imagined that one day he would actually be defeated by his own temper.

"Lang Lei, for my sake..." Sword Douluo was about to offer some advice when Lang Lei interrupted him.

"I have already used the money I owe you for saving my life elsewhere," Lang Lei said. "And today, I can also promise that I will not settle accounts with either of you, unless you and Ning Rongrong attack me first."

Sword Douluo, no longer choking, looked at the stunned Ning Rongrong and sighed helplessly.

"Haha, it's alright. Rongrong is safe, so I'm relieved. Cough cough—" Bone Douluo laughed loudly, then aggravated his injuries and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

"Old bones!"

"Honestly, it makes me sound like the villain." Lang Lei flicked his finger, and a cluster of flames quickly flew towards the penetrating wound on Bone Douluo's chest.

With a loud "boom," thunder and fire collided, creating a massive explosion that sent Sword Douluo flying.

Bone Douluo was nowhere to be seen.

"Ding, the accumulated layer of chilling aura has increased by 1."

"Old bones!"

"Uncle Bones!"

"Grandpa Bones!"

Three mournful cries rang out, filled with grief.

"He who kills will be killed by men," Lang Lei said calmly. "That includes me, of course."

"If you have the guts, you may attack me and kill me to avenge Bone Douluo..."

Even so, none of the three dared to make a move again.

If he were all alone, Sword Douluo would certainly be filled with righteous indignation and avenge his old friend, but he cannot do so now.

Bone Douluo is dead. If he were to fall as well, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's legacy might not be able to be preserved...

He had absolutely no confidence in defeating Lang Lei. After all, he couldn't possibly kill Bone Douluo, who had already awakened his Martial Soul, in such a short time.

"So, no one's making a move?" Lang Lei asked, looking around.

Silence reigned all around...

"Alright, it seems you guys are quite reasonable after all." Lang Lei regained his smiling demeanor. "Then let's continue our conversation~"

"A gentleman uses words, not fists. If it can be discussed, why resort to violence?"

"You agree, right?"

(End of this chapter)

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