I’ve already become a titled Douluo, and only now the system arrives?

Chapter 32: Plucking Wool from Ning Fengzhi, and a Challenge with Sword Douluo

"Is there a problem?"

Qin Xiao frowned slightly, "Of course, if you really want to say it, I won't stop you."

After all, people have their own mouths and are free to say what they want.

Of course, the right to refuse is in their own hands. They can say whatever they want, right?
Uh?
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were both somewhat taken aback, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Especially Sword Douluo, who felt that at this time, it seemed impolite to ask Qin Xiao for a sparring request.

"This is a master. Just by speaking, he left us speechless." He valued Qin Xiao even more in his heart.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong spoke crisply, "Your Highness, here's the thing. Grandfather Sword wants to spar with you, I wonder if you would agree?"

After listening to Ning Rongrong's words, Sword Douluo gave her a grateful look. He was really glad to have her.

Ning Fengzhi also relaxed, showing a smile of relief on his face.

He's truly his father's clever daughter.
Tsk.

Such a caring little girl.

A sparring match? Qin Xiao was startled.

If that's the case, it's not impossible.

In fact, for Qin Xiao, this was also a good thing.

He knew very well that improving his strength in isolation was not enough. Fighting with strong opponents was also a way to quickly enhance his abilities.

The insight he gained from fighting the Titan Giant Ape and mastering the Thunder Emperor's Finger was a good example.

Originally, he was pondering where to find some strong opponents to fight and improve himself, and now Sword Douluo had come to him?
"But."

"Rumor has it that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is rich enough to rival nations, so wouldn't it be a pity not to take this opportunity to pluck some wool?"

Qin Xiao thought to himself.

He looked at the two or three hundred gold soul coins in the spatial soul-guiding device and fell into thought.

"I'm afraid I cannot agree to that."

Qin Xiao shook his head, "You should see that my cultivation time is very precious."

"Oh."

After hearing Qin Xiao's words, Ning Rongrong was somewhat disappointed.

Sword Douluo sighed.

Indeed, with Qin Xiao's age, he should devote all his time to cultivation.

Only someone like him, who was older and had almost exhausted his potential, would think of seeking breakthroughs by fighting unorthodox battles.

However, at this moment, Ning Fengzhi stepped forward with a warm smile, "I'm a few years older than you, may I call you Brother Qin?"

What? Call me brother, then what should I call you? Ning Rongrong immediately frowned and said nothing.

She felt that she needed to have a good talk with Ning Fengzhi about this issue.

As the saying goes, "One does not slap a smiling face." Qin Xiao immediately responded with a smile, "Brother Ning, don't be so formal."

"Hahaha, good."

Ning Fengzhi laughed heartily. At the same time, a black card appeared in his hand with a flash of light: "Meeting is fate. This black card contains one million gold soul coins. Just for calling me brother, please don't refuse.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can only offer these local specialties."

Qin Xiao: ''
Indeed, Ning Fengzhi, with his deep pockets, is generous.

To know, one million gold soul coins is an astronomical figure for most soul masters.

"Brother Ning, you're really too kind. How can I accept this?"

Qin Xiao said he was embarrassed, but his body was very honest.

He quickly pocketed the black card.

Everyone was speechless. What happened to being embarrassed?

We didn't notice that for half a day.

However, Qin Xiao's next words made Sword Douluo startle.
"Just now, I had a new realization. How about we spar to verify it?" he asked Sword Douluo.

God, just now!
After hearing Qin Xiao's words, Sword Douluo couldn't help but complain inwardly.

"Of course, if it's difficult for you, then forget it."

Seeing Sword Douluo hesitate, Qin Xiao spoke again.

After all, he wasn't just taking Ning Fengzhi's money for nothing. The opportunity was given to Sword Douluo; it was up to him to make use of it.

"It's not difficult at all!"

Sword Douluo quickly replied, "How about we go to the dense forest ahead?"

He said, pointing in the direction Qin Xiao and Zhu Zhuqing had just returned from.

Qin Xiao nodded, "No problem."

Saying so, he led the way into the forest.

Seeing Sword Douluo about to follow, Ning Rongrong, remembering Qin Xiao's terrifying strength, wanted to warn Sword Douluo to be careful.

"Grandfather Sword, wait. When you fight with Qin Xiao, you must be..."

However, before Ning Rongrong could finish, Sword Douluo interrupted her, "Rongrong, don't worry. I will definitely be merciful and control my strength, so I won't hurt Qin Xiao."

Huh?
Ning Rongrong was startled. That's not what I meant!

But before she could speak again, Sword Douluo had already disappeared from her sight.

"Dad, aren't we going to watch?"

Ning Rongrong asked Ning Fengzhi.

"The aftermath of a battle between two Titled Douluos is very powerful and dangerous. They will be restrained if we are there. Let's wait here. The battle shouldn't take long to finish."

Ning Fengzhi said softly.

"Okay then." Ning Rongrong pouted her lips. Even if she was unwilling, she obediently waited.

Meanwhile.

Several miles away from Shrek Academy, Qin Xiao and Sword Douluo stood opposite each other.

"Dust Heart, 96th level Titled Douluo, Seven Kill Sword as martial soul!"

After Sword Douluo finished speaking, an ancient-looking longsword appeared in his hand. With a casual flick of his right hand, he created a series of sword hums.

"Qin Xiao, 92nd level Titled Douluo, Thunder Emperor as martial soul!"

As Qin Xiao's voice fell, startling thunder arose.

Arcs of electricity, like serpentine lightning, roamed around him, making him look extraordinary.

He appeared like a deity walking among mortals.

The Thunder Emperor, one of the ten fierce beings in human form. When it became a martial soul, the Thunder Emperor and Qin Xiao were inseparable.

"Thunder Emperor martial soul, why have I never heard of it?"

After hearing Qin Xiao's words, Sword Douluo tried hard to recall any information about the Thunder Emperor martial soul.

However, to his disappointment, he couldn't find any information.

"Senior, there are so many martial souls in the continent, it's impossible for you to have heard of all of them."

"Haha, young friend, you're right. I was too fixated. Today, I really want to see the mystery of this Thunder Emperor martial soul that created an 18-year-old 92nd level Titled Douluo!"

Sword Douluo laughed heartily, pointing his sword at Qin Xiao.

At the same time, nine soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black, emerged from under his feet.

"Then, senior, be careful!"

As Qin Xiao spoke, he also summoned his own soul rings.

However, just the first soul ring made Sword Douluo gasp in shock, exclaiming, "The first soul ring, red!"

"How can the first soul ring be red!"

(End of Chapter)

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