Douro Continent

Chapter 272 The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Surprise (Part 2)

Given that these two powerful offensive Title Douluos possess the strongest support martial soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, how many people could possibly stand against them?

The white-robed elder, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at Ning Rongrong, indicating that she could begin.

Ning Rongrong didn't stand on ceremony and quickly loaded the Zhuge Divine Crossbow with a series of clanging sounds.

Ning Fengzhi's gaze remained fixed on his daughter. Just as the machine was about to be completed, Ning Rongrong suddenly moved her left wrist slightly, and three black shadows shot out silently, forming a triangular shape and heading towards Chen Xin's chest.

"Well done." Sword Douluo Chen Xin didn't make any move. Just as the three silent sleeve arrows were about to hit him, suddenly, the air seemed to distort slightly. The three sleeve arrows froze in mid-air at the same time. The next moment, they fell to the ground in six pieces, each one split in the middle.

That was sword energy, sword energy bursting forth from his body. He hadn't even used his martial spirit.

The instant the three silent sleeve darts landed, a powerful hum, completely opposite to their silence, accompanied by a clanging metallic sound, erupted. Sixteen jet-black iron crossbow bolts shot out from the Zhuge Divine Crossbow. The clanging sound had barely begun when the bolts were already in front of Sword Douluo.

The white-robed elder, Chen Xin, was slightly startled and subconsciously raised his right hand. His decades of rich combat experience allowed him to sense the intensity of his opponent's attack from the slightest clues. How could someone skilled in attack possibly ignore his opponent's attack?

With his fingers pointing like knives and his right palm flipped up, the air seemed to be torn apart, and a white stream of air swirled out from his palm. In that instant, it was as if a giant sword was blocking his way.

Clang, clang, clang—a series of rapid booms rang out. Sixteen ripples splashed across the white light unleashed by Sword Douluo. Just as the sword energy swept across his palm, and the old force had just dissipated before the new force was generated, Ning Rongrong's left hand swept across her chest. Accompanied by a fine buzzing sound, a puff of mist spewed out from the gap in her bodice, heading straight for Sword Douluo.

Chen Xin was stunned for a moment. "The poisonous thing is here?" He turned around on the spot. Although his right hand had swung, he still had his left hand. His left hand swept out, not only dispersing the mist, but also dispersing the steel needles hidden under the mist.

"Grandpa Sword is so awesome!" Ning Rongrong excitedly ran towards Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo smiled slightly and said, "The power of these hidden weapons is indeed quite good, especially that crossbow bolt that made a sound just now. Its impact was very strong. If a Soul Master below level 40 is not careful, he simply cannot withstand it."

Ning Rongrong had now reached within ten meters of Sword Douluo and said proudly, "Of course! In the Soul Arena, we defeated a team of level 40 Soul Masters using the concentrated attacks of the Zhuge Crossbow. The more people using it simultaneously, the greater its power. However, the Zhuge Crossbow still poses no threat to Grandpa Sword!"

As she spoke, she stomped her foot as if in a fit of pique, and three dark figures suddenly appeared silently from the outside of her left thigh, along with a throwing knife that flew out from the toe of her foot. The throwing knife was aimed straight at Sword Douluo's face, while the three silent dark figures attacked Sword Douluo's lower body.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong was less than ten meters away from Sword Douluo. Within this short distance, the hidden weapon flashed by in an instant. At the same time, she stomped down with her other foot, and the same attack reappeared like a wave. Her aim was to find a time gap in Sword Douluo's defense.

Sword Douluo exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Good heavens, it's not over yet!" He spread his hands apart in front of his chest at the same time. Naturally, he would not release his soul power directly, as that would hurt Ning Rongrong. With a flick of his sleeve, two sharp streams of soul power were suddenly released. Under the pull of the airflow, a total of two throwing knives and six small crossbow bolts were simultaneously swept away.

With a sharp crack, the clanging of metal mechanisms rang out almost simultaneously. It turned out that Ning Rongrong had silently cocked the second mechanism of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow. Sixteen more crossbow bolts were released in an instant at such close range, along with the piercing shards on her chest.

The crossbow bolts and steel needles formed an almost seamless attack; if Sword Douluo were to be even slightly careless, he could be immediately harmed.

"Good!" Chen Xin shouted. "My body is like a sword."

In an instant, the courtyard seemed to blaze with light, a blinding metallic luster erupting forth. The white-robed elder before Ning Rongrong transformed into a whirlwind of metal, a piercing screeching sound filling the air as all the projectiles that flew towards him—steel needles and crossbow bolts alike—vanished into scattering iron filings. Behind him, a massive, ancient sword, two meters long and half a foot wide at the blade, floated in mid-air. Two yellow, three purple, and four black spirit rings—a total of nine—coiled around it. This was the Sword Douluo's sword. A top-tier weapon spirit.

"Grandpa Sword is so amazing!" Ning Rongrong clapped her hands, standing still. She could clearly feel the extremely sharp soul power sweeping past both sides of her body the moment Sword Douluo released his martial soul. She knew, of course, that if it were an enemy, they would probably have been cleaved into pieces by now.

Seeing Ning Rongrong run up to him, Sword Douluo Chen Xin patted her head and smiled, "You're amazing too! You even forced out Grandpa's martial soul. For a soul master of your level, let alone a support type, even a power-attack type might not be able to do that. This hidden weapon is indeed unique. Especially its surprise."

Ning Rongrong nodded in deep agreement, saying, "That's right. My third brother said that hidden weapons must be sudden, catching the enemy off guard, to unleash their maximum power." Before she finished speaking, Ning Rongrong's nodding motion suddenly became a little more pronounced. With a snap, a cold light shot out from behind her, heading straight for Sword Douluo's face.

The distance was simply too close. Even a powerful expert like Sword Douluo couldn't possibly dodge a crossbow bolt fired from a machine gun at such close range. He could certainly defend himself. However, his martial soul was far too domineering. Ning Rongrong was right in front of him; if he used his martial soul, Ning Rongrong would inevitably be affected. With his overwhelming martial soul power, the little princess before him would surely die.

The thought flashed through Chen Xin's mind in a split second. Helpless, he had no choice but to bite down on the incoming crossbow bolt.

At this moment, Sword Douluo was like Zhao Wuji, who had suffered from Tang San's hidden weapons. Although the crossbow with its tightly packed crossbow was powerful, it was no match for Sword Douluo's teeth. However, as soon as the crossbow bolt was squeezed, the venom inside immediately sprayed out and directly into Sword Douluo's mouth.

Fortunately, the venom had not yet been modified by Tang San's new version. Nevertheless, Sword Douluo immediately felt his tongue completely paralyzed. Alarmed, he flashed away, spitting the venom and crossbow bolt aside while simultaneously creating distance between himself and Ning Rongrong.

Seeing Sword Douluo's panicked appearance, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo Gu Rong were both startled and hurriedly went to meet him. Ning Rongrong also didn't expect that her powerful grandfather Sword would actually fall for it, and she panicked as well, running towards Sword Douluo.

"No, girl, don't come any closer. This old Grandpa Sword can't take this much!" Sword Douluo mumbled incoherently, while simultaneously gathering his soul power and forcing it into his tongue. To expel the poison, he had to bite the tip of his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of purplish-black venom mixed with blood. His expression eased slightly. With his soul power of over level ninety, even the deadly poison of Poison Douluo Dugu Bo might not be able to harm him, let alone this small amount of poison. But the suddenness of the poison entering his mouth was something Sword Douluo had never expected.

"Rongrong, kneel down," Ning Fengzhi shouted sternly.

Ning Rongrong didn't dare to step forward. She knelt down on the spot, looking pitiful, her eyes reddening and tears about to fall.

Bone Douluo immediately objected upon seeing this, flashing to Ning Rongrong's side and pulling her into his arms. "Feng Zhi, what are you doing? It's that old bastard Chen Xin's own incompetence, how can you blame our Rongrong? As the saying goes, all's fair in war. This only proves the effectiveness of these hidden weapons. Rongrong, not bad, you've really avenged your Bone Grandpa. Haha, it's been many years since I've seen your Sword Grandpa so pathetic. You truly have the cunning and resourceful style of your Bone Grandpa."

"Uncle Bone, you..." Ning Fengzhi was speechless. The same situation had happened countless times before. Whenever he wanted to discipline his daughter, it was either Uncle Sword or Uncle Bone who would step forward. These two elders were people even he dared not offend.

Ning Rongrong slid out of Bone Douluo's arms and ran quickly to Sword Douluo. This time, without Ning Fengzhi saying anything, she knelt down in front of Sword Douluo, tears streaming down her face. "Grandpa Sword, Rongrong was wrong. Please punish Rongrong."

Seeing the panic and regret in his daughter's eyes, Ning Fengzhi was taken aback. In his memory, he had never mistaken his little devil daughter for someone else. It seemed that the trip to Shrek Academy was indeed worthwhile.

By this time, Sword Douluo had recovered, the remaining poison having been expelled after spitting out that mouthful of venom. He quickly reached out and picked up Ning Rongrong in front of him.

(End of this chapter)