Chapter 196 Watch closely, this sword strike will be very…
Jiang Nian nodded, stood up and said.
"Sect Master Huyan, why don't we start now?"
"After I finish this, I still need to go to other sects."
"Alright! Since His Highness the Holy Son is so confident, then I'll have a friendly spar." Huyan Zhen laughed heartily, almost floating on air.
This Holy Son is still too young. No matter how powerful he is, it's impossible for him to be a Title Douluo at such a young age, right?
Even if he were a Title Douluo, he wouldn't be flustered at all!
The other elders also relaxed, and even began to imagine who would use that soul bone.
Huyan Zhen's strength ranks among the top in the entire continent. Even the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan might not be able to break through his defenses, let alone a young man who is not even twenty years old.
"The Holy Son is still too young, he doesn't know how powerful the Sect Master is."
"Hmph! So what if he's a genius? The difference in cultivation years can't be made up for."
"That's right, that's right, our Elephant Armor Sect can add another soul bone!"
No one considered whether Jiang Nian would give it to them. As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, his every word and action represented the Spirit Hall, how could he break his promise?
So, they weren't worried at all!
"Brother Jiang Nian, Hu Yanzhen is a Title Douluo..." Zhu Zhuqing tugged at his sleeve, raising her head with worry in her eyes.
"It's alright, just keep an eye on things from the side." Jiang Nian gently patted the girl's head and followed Hu Yanzhen out of the main hall first.
Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly at his back, touched her head, tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear, and blinked.
"Zhuqing, let's go." Qingyu smiled and took her wrist, following Jiang Nian's steps.
"Okay."
Zhu Zhuqing twitched her cat ears, her heart filled with excitement.
So, she could feel gentleness too.
Jiang Nian and Hu Yanzhen arrived at the training ground. Many Elephant Armor Sect disciples, who had come to join the fun, cheered for their sect leader.
Zhu Zhuqing tried to cheer him on in a low voice, but it was too soft to match the burly men.
After a few shouts, her cheeks flushed, she sat down, panting slightly.
"Teacher, will Brother Jiang Nian win? He's a Title Douluo!" Zhu Zhuqing asked worriedly. In her mind, a Title Douluo was practically omnipotent.
"Yes, he will. No one in this world has been born yet who can defeat him."
"Oh…"
Zhu Zhuqing felt a little more at ease. She blinked, leaned on Qingyu's lap, and quietly looked at the boy below.
He was so handsome and gentle.
Compared to her fiancé, he was a million times better.
They were both men, so why was there such a huge difference?
"Teacher, does Brother Jiang Nian...do you have a fiancée?" Zhu Zhuqing asked tentatively, her heart pounding.
"Hmm? This...I really don't know." Qingyu recalled the lively blonde girl who could possess everything this boy had without hesitation.
She must be the most important person to Jiang Nian, right?
"He probably...maybe he does. You'll know when we get to the Spirit Hall."
Zhu Zhuqing gave a soft "hmm," her eyes filled with a hint of disappointment.
So, Brother Jiang Nian already had someone he loved.
The girl composed herself, her expression returning to its usual coolness. She sat obediently, gazing at the boy below, lost in thought.
"Your Highness, I apologize for any offense."
"Hmm."
Hu Yanzhen activated his Spirit, his Diamond Mammoth stepping onto the battlefield, roaring to the sky as his standard Spirit Rings lit up.
Seeing this, Jiang Nian also held his Heavenly Umbrella, revealing his own Spirit Rings.
Zhu Zhuqing had never seen Jiang Nian's Spirit Rings before and was curious about what the Spirit Rings of this continent's number one genius were like.
When the multicolored spirit rings appeared beneath his feet, everyone in the training ground was dumbfounded.
Crimson red, and strange spirit rings radiating golden light.
Even a thousand-year spirit ring was the lowest grade; not even a hundred-year one could be seen!
"Has our sect leader kicked a hornet's nest this time?"
"Damn! Three hundred-thousand-year spirit rings?! The sect leader only recently became a Title Douluo, can he win?"
Hu Yanzhen was shocked, completely dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Had they bought spirit rings wholesale?
So many hundred-thousand-year spirit rings, just waiting for him, right?
And he'd actually become a Spirit Douluo?!
Hu Yanzhen felt a bit of a blow, but he still believed he wouldn't lose!
"Ninth Spirit Skill, Heavenly Might Descends!"
Instantly.
A huge meteorite appeared above Jiang Nian's head, the gravity making it difficult for him to move.
Using his strongest spirit skill right at the start of the fight, he was really afraid of losing…
Jiang Nian flicked his Heavenly Dao Umbrella, and the silver umbrella surface instantly began to change, transforming into a silver longsword in less than half a second.
A five-colored sword aura pierced the sky, and the piercing cries of birds penetrated everyone's ears.
"Heavenly Dao Sword Manual, Eighth Form: Annihilation!"
Whoosh!
The originally five-colored sword aura was instantly enveloped in layers of thick black mist. Jiang Nian's eighth soul ring suddenly emitted light, and he swiftly unleashed a sword strike!
Bang!
The meteorite in the sky instantly shattered into fragments and exploded. Hu Yanzhen's expression changed drastically, exclaiming that it was impossible.
He was a Title Douluo!!!
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"
Hu Yanzhen's diamond mammoth rapidly enlarged, swinging its fist towards Jiang Nian.
With each step, the entire earth shook violently.
Jiang Nian was enveloped in black mist, his eyes terrifyingly cold.
The silver longsword in his hand was stained with murderous aura, like a death god emerging from hell.
Hu Yanzhen was briefly affected, then suddenly felt his body freeze in place, out of control.
Jiang Nian casually unleashed another sword strike, flattening a distant mountain peak, and sending Hu Yanzhen flying.
His prized Martial Soul True Body was nothing but paper in his eyes.
"Impossible! How could the Sect Master possibly lose!"
"Two swords! He defeated a Title Douluo with just two swords?!"
Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth, staring blankly at the frighteningly cold boy, wondering how his strength could be so formidable?
He even treated a Title Douluo like a stray dog on the street, easily trampled.
"Brother Jiang Nian, so amazing..."
Qing Yu ruffled her hair, a smile playing on his lips.
He had many more strengths to offer.
Hu Yanzhen finally stopped, crashing into a pillar. His Martial Soul was shattered, and countless ribs were broken.
The number one defensive Martial Soul on the continent—he was utterly defeated, a truly unacceptable sight.
"Cough cough..." Hu Yanzhen coughed up blood, his smile turning bitter.
Indeed, he had overthought things.
Since the other party dared to offer a Soul Bone as a reward, they must have been confident.
"Alas, he was greedy..." Jiang Nian, regaining his composure, slowly approached, holding the Heavenly Dao Umbrella.
"Completely convinced."
(End of Chapter)