Douluo Dalu (Soul Land): Star-Breaking Sword God

Soul Land—Chapter 112: Sword Douluo's Killing Intentions

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince's schemes are becoming more and more sinister."

"Teacher overpraises me." The two of them understood each other, and the smiles on their lips were a little playful.

The matter of Tang San's hidden weapon has come to an end for the time being. You and I just need to wait for the harvest." 

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ling Qianyao. "This little friend Ling Qianyao, since you can crack Tang San's hidden weapon after the matter is completed, my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will also give you a generous reward.

Fifty percent of the benefits belong to little friend Ling."

Ling Qianyao nodded in thanks.

Sword Douluo suddenly walked to Ling Qianyao's side at this moment. Ling Qianyao immediately stood up to greet him and bowed. "Meet Your Majesty."

"Well," Chen Xin stroked his beard, his eyes stern, and suddenly a sword intent was directed at Ling Qianyao. This sword's intent was not hostile but carried a sense of testing.

Ling Qianyao did not retreat and greeted him brazenly.

Chen Xin's sword intent surged like a tide, sharp and powerful, while Ling Qianyao's sword intent was full of a domineering aura, conveying the momentum of dominating everything and being the only one.

The two sword intents collided fiercely in the air, forming a gorgeous sword light curtain. The sword energy surged, and a powerful gale made the clothes of everyone present flutter.

The nearest table had been broken into pieces, with wood chips flying in the air.

Ning Rongrong shrank her neck and hid behind Ning Fengzhi. She pulled at the corner of Ning Fengzhi's clothes with her hands and quietly poked her head out to look at the scene near Ling Qianyao.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and there was a special meaning in his gaze when he looked at Ling Qianyao. 'No wonder Uncle Jian often mentions this boy. The so-called natural treasures are just opportunities for him. His true value is far beyond the measurement of these external things.

With extraordinary talents and swordsmanship talent, he will be a super Douluo in time. No wonder Qinghe values him so much.'

Qian Renxue smiled and looked at Ling Qianyao with gentle eyes as if she was gazing at a treasured object she cherished very much, pride evident in her expression.

After a while, Sword Douluo and Ling Qianyao put away their sword intent simultaneously, and the strange aura in the box disappeared.

"Okay, okay," Chen Xin said with a hearty smile. "Qianyao, I haven't seen you for so long, but your sword intent has improved. I am impressed."

Ling Qianyao touched his nose and smiled. "It's just luck. I just practiced diligently and achieved a little success. Compared with Your Majesty, I am still far behind."

Sword Douluo shook his head. "Luck?" He sighed. "The improvement of sword intent cannot be achieved by only luck.

It requires persistent pursuit and understanding of one's swordsmanship. Simple training cannot improve so quickly. Sometimes I have to admit that your swordsmanship talent is too good. Many people practice swordsmanship for a lifetime, and it is difficult to reach your current level."

He couldn't help but recall that when he enlightened Ling Qianyao, he only taught him sword intent and swordsmanship. After one day's effort, he reached the initial level of the second stage of swordsmanship.

If he hadn't been accustomed to the deeds of geniuses and his own sword heart wasn't stable, he would have been completely shocked that day.

"Is Ling Qianyao very powerful?"

Ning Rongrong came out and suddenly asked with curiosity in her eyes.

Ning Fengzhi nodded. "His talent is indeed extraordinary."

"Oh~" Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ning Fengzhi suddenly handed a token to Ling Qianyao and said, "Qianyao, this is the VIP token of my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

With this token, you are a distinguished guest of my sect. No matter where you go, you will be treated with courtesy and protection.

At the same time, this token also symbolizes your cooperation with my sect. If necessary in the future, you can mobilize some resources of my sect with this token.

My Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect welcomes you to visit at any time. If you encounter any trouble, you can come to me, your uncle."

The address changed from young friend Ling to Qianyao, the change was really fast. No wonder this guy is an old fox.

Ling Qianyao accepted it with a smile. "Thank you for your kindness, Master Ning. I will remember it in my heart."

Ning Fengzhi raised his eyebrows but didn't care that Ling Qianyao didn't call him uncle, and nodded.

Ling Qianyao returned to the Royal Fighting Team. Ning Rongrong arrived just in time, so she walked over to Shrek. Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo followed, curious to see what the members of Shrek looked like and what was so special about them.

The three of them approached the box of Shrek Academy together. As soon as Ning Rongrong entered, she smiled and greeted Xiao Wu beside Tang San, "Hey! Long time no see, Xiao Wu."

Sword Douluo's eyes were stern. After a flash of light, he followed Ning Fengzhi into the box and stood against the wall.

Flanders and the others went to greet them and chatted with Ning Fengzhi.

Xiao Wu heard her name and turned her head, seeing Ning Rongrong. She smiled and took her hand to chat. However, her pupils suddenly contracted, and her palms began to tremble uncontrollably.

She keenly sensed that the Sword Douluo who entered with Ning Rongrong exuded a breath that made her palpitate. It was an overwhelming pressure she had never felt before.

'Title Douluo! This is one of the two Title Douluos in Rongrong's family! What should I do? What should I do? If my identity is exposed,

Brother San—

Mom—' she muttered anxiously in her heart, with fear in her eyes.

"What's wrong with you, Xiao Wu?" Ning Rongrong asked, noticing her strange behavior. Xiao Wu was usually lively and cheerful, calm and carefree. This was the first time she saw her in such a distraught state.

'What's wrong with me? I'm going to die, it's all your fault!' Xiao Wu almost blurted out this sentence.

She tried to stay calm and managed to force a smile. "No, nothing. Rongrong, I might just be a little tired."

Ning Rongrong was half-believing and half-doubting but still said with concern, "Then do you want to rest first? Don't push yourself too hard."

"Yeah." Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked Ning Rongrong, "Rongrong, are we best friends?"

"Of course," Ning Rongrong nodded. "There are not many friends at Shrek Academy that I like, and you, Xiao Wu, can be considered one of them."

"Then, if someone bullies me, will you help me?"

"Bully you? Humph, which power is he from? Has he asked my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Let him try!"

Xiao Wu felt relieved immediately and glanced in the direction of Sword Douluo and the others. Seeing no movement, she was reassured.

Sword Douluo narrowed his eyes and moved his lips slightly.

Ning Fengzhi, who was chatting and laughing with Flanders, had his eyes flicker for a moment and continued their conversation. After a while, he found an excuse to leave.

On the way back to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect—

Ning Fengzhi looked solemn. "Are you sure? Uncle Jian?"

"No mistake. That is the transformed hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast."

(End of this chapter)