A cold glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
Even with a large army, if a Title Douluo is determined to leave, your three thousand troops may not be able to stop him.
If it really comes to a fight to the death, then you, Northern Territory, shouldn't even think about easily wiping out my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
He placed all his hopes on Tang Qing's youthful vigor.
However, Tang Qing's reaction was completely unexpected.
The young man on horseback, after hearing his words, parted his thin lips slightly.
What if I say no?
What?
Ning Fengzhi was completely stunned.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were also taken aback.
No?
How could he say no?
This doesn't make sense!
"You arrogant brat!"
"This is outrageous!"
Chen Xin and Gu Rong reacted instantly and flew into a rage.
What utter contempt!
He wouldn't even deign to accept their challenge!
"Clang!"
The Seven Kill Sword was drawn once more, its sharp sword energy soaring into the sky!
The phantom of the bone dragon loomed behind the ancient banyan tree, its chilling soul power causing the air to distort!
A great war is about to break out!
Just then, a black-clad figure flashed out from behind Tang Qing.
Zhu Zhuqing dismounted gracefully and nimbly, landing steadily in front of Tang Qing's black horse.
The black, tight leather pants perfectly accentuated her stunningly long legs and shapely curves, exuding a wild allure.
But at this moment, there was no trace of coquetry on her stunningly beautiful face, only a resolute expression.
She was terrified.
Under the oppressive aura of those two titled Douluo, her delicate body trembled slightly, and even breathing became difficult.
But she did not back down an inch.
She wanted him to know that she wasn't just a pretty face hiding behind him.
"You are not allowed to hurt him!"
The girl's clear, cold voice rang out, tinged with a slight tremor.
Tang Qing looked at the slightly slender figure in front of her, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.
A warm feeling washed over me.
Although with her strength, she couldn't stop anything at all.
But this sentiment is enough.
"Zhu Qing, step back."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a gentle quality.
Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip, but eventually obediently stepped aside.
Tang Qing turned his gaze back to the two men opposite him, who were locked in a tense standoff.
"What, you want to fight me?"
"Uncle Sword! Uncle Bone! Stop!"
Ning Fengzhi broke out in a cold sweat and rushed forward, blocking the two Title Douluos.
Are you kidding me!
If we make a move now, wouldn't that be playing right into their hands?
Those three thousand Xuanjia soldiers are still lurking behind!
After stopping the two, Ning Fengzhi turned to face Tang Qing and deeply, deeply lowered his proud head.
"I wouldn't dare!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. My two uncles acted rashly and had no intention of offending us."
Ning Fengzhi raised his head, his face now bearing that polite smile again, but this smile was more unsightly than a grimace.
"Your Majesty is so young, yet you are already a titled Douluo."
"This combat prowess and talent are already at the pinnacle of this era, far beyond our reach."
"Proposing a duel is by no means an attempt to be an enemy of His Majesty. It is merely... merely a desire to personally experience His Majesty's divine might, so that the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School may be convinced of their defeat and submit to His Majesty in the future, thus preventing them from harboring any disloyal thoughts."
These words were perfectly crafted, both praising Tang Qing and justifying his own motives.
Tang Qing's lips curled slightly.
Ning Fengzhi is quite a character.
Able to bend and stretch.
Tang Qing's voice rang out softly.
"Enough talk, let's fight!"
Before he could finish speaking...
His figure had already floated up, silently detaching from the horse's back, and slowly rising into the air.
Without any external soul power or wings, he simply rode the wind as if the sky were his own territory.
Opposite them, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo exchanged a glance, then simultaneously took to the air, facing Tang Qing from afar.
In front of the mountain gate.
Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and all the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School held their breath and looked up at the three figures in the sky.
They all wanted to see just how powerful this mysterious and mighty Blue Silver King really was.
In mid-air, Tang Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his black clothes fluttering slightly in the wind.
He looked calmly at the solemn expressions of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo opposite him.
The next moment.
A vast and boundless pressure, as powerful as the sea and as imposing as a prison, suddenly descended from his body!
That wasn't malevolent energy, but rather the purest, most condensed, and most terrifying pressure of soul power!
The sky seemed to darken at that moment!
The wind has stopped, and the clouds have stopped!
The entire mountain gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was completely enveloped by this terrifying pressure!
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, who were the first to be affected, had their expressions change drastically!
Faced with this overwhelming pressure, they felt like a small boat in a raging storm, in danger of capsizing at any moment!
"This...this is..."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong's voice trembled, his eyes filled with horror.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and he squeezed out a few words, one by one, with great difficulty.
"Level 97!"
He screamed in shock, his voice trembling.
"You're actually a level 97 Title Douluo!!"
"No! The sheer power of this soul force far surpasses that of others of the same level... How is this possible!"
These words were spoken.
The entire room fell silent!
Whether it was Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, or the three thousand disciples, everyone's mind went completely blank at this moment!
The entire room fell silent!
In the dead silence, Ning Rongrong's mouth opened slightly.
What?
Class of '97?
She stared intently at the black figure in the sky, feeling as if her worldview had been turned upside down at that moment.
He...he's only twenty years old!
Despite being recognized as the number one genius of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and with the support of countless resources from the sect, he has only just reached the level of a Soul Venerable at level thirty-five.
But this man, who is only four years older than him, is already a level 97 Title Douluo?
This...this is no longer genius.
This is a monster! This is a god!
The gap is so large it's despair-inducing!
On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing also covered her mouth with her small hand, her clear and beautiful eyes filled with shock.
She knew he was very strong.
But she never imagined it would be this strong.
Level 97!
This is a rare find even in the temples of the two great empires!
He had actually reached the pinnacle of the entire continent.
Ning Fengzhi's bitterness deepened as he looked up at the figure and let out a long sigh.
"Truly... an amazing talent."
"However, even at level 97, defeating the combined forces of Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone is by no means an easy task."
"When our sect's two Guardian Douluos join forces, they are practically invincible against Limit Douluos! Their offense and defense are perfectly integrated, leaving no openings!"
"Your Majesty, you are still young and arrogant."
Tang Qing raised his eyes and glanced at Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
"Then let me see what you're capable of!"
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