Chapter 45: You Are Too Arrogant

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"Xiao Wu, which adjective do you think should be used to describe his statement just now?" Nan Feng turned his head to look at Xiao Wu, who was sneaking a listen not far away.

"Asshole!" Xiao Wu did not hesitate in the slightest.

Jin E's expression froze, but before he could fly into a rage, Nan Feng spoke again, "Think clearly, this is the Pope's territory, and it is also my territory. Are you sure you want to disrespect me here?"

Jin E frowned, "What, are you threatening me now?"

"Kid, don't be ungrateful. A Hundred Thousand Year Transformed Spirit Beast is not something you can hold onto. Without us backing you up, even Bibi Dong wouldn't be able to stop those Title Douluo from making a move."

"Damn it! You've gotten used to being a bandit, haven't you?" Nan Feng's face fell.

"Qian Xunji was just as high-sounding when he moved to snatch Tang Hao before; now you want to pull the same trick?"

"And 'hand over one to keep one'? How are you guys so arrogant?"

"You piece of shit."

Jin E's expression froze, "You..."

"You what? Qian Xunji threw his own life away to snatch the Blue Silver Emperor; now, do you want to try it too?" Nan Feng said.

"Don't you be ungrateful!" Jin E was furious.

"I'm ungrateful to your mother!" Nan Feng looked speechless.

"I killed two Spirit Douluo Elders of the Clear Sky Sect single-handedly to help that asshole Qian Xunji get back at them, and what about you lot?"

"Damn it, when we were hitting the Clear Sky Sect, you all hid in the Elder Hall and didn't even dare to let out a fart, just terrified that the other side would risk their lives to take two of you down."

"How are you so arrogant now? You want me to give you one?"

"Damn it! Am I your daddy?"

"You..."

"You what? Keep yapping and I'll peel your crocodile skin off to make a belt!"

Jin E's expression darkened, and his Peak Douluo soul power surged out, intending to teach this foul-mouthed brat a lesson.

"Oh, what is the Second Elder trying to do?"

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly rang out, and she stood in front of Nan Feng, dispelling the pressure of the soul power.

"Bullying the young with your status? Tsk~ how interesting." Bibi Dong's face was full of mockery.

"Not moving for decades, and the moment you do, it's to bully a sixteen-year-old child. You truly live up to the name Jin E Douluo! I admire you!"

Jin E's expression stiffened; he suppressed his anger and withdrew his soul power.

"Bibi Dong, he doesn't know any better, but you should. If you had killed these two Transformed Spirit Beasts outside and absorbed their Spirit Rings and soul bones, the Elder Hall wouldn't have said a word against you. But now, you've brought the Transformed Spirit Beast back, and everyone has seen it..."

"So you want a piece of the pie?" Bibi Dong interrupted.

"On what grounds? Because you're old? Or because you're thick-skinned?"

"You're over a hundred, nearly two hundred years old, how have you regressed as you've aged? When a child is hungry, they look for their own parents, but you?"

"Hungry? Why come to me? Do you think I'm your mother?"

"Oh, excuse me, I don't have an asshole son as old as you. I'd even find you too ugly to be a grandson."

"You!" Jin E turned red with rage.

"You what? Can't you understand human speech?" Bibi Dong asked.

"My hint for you to get lost was so obvious, why are you still standing here? What, don't understand? Do you have to force me to say it explicitly?"

"Fine!"

"Elder Jin E, do me a favor: get lost, quickly, rolling and crawling, in a nice round shape!"

Jin E's expression completely collapsed, "Bibi Dong, do you really think I can't deal with you?"

"You are too arrogant!"

As the words fell, Jin E's Level 95 soul power pressed toward Bibi Dong.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

"Is that it?" Bibi Dong looked disdainful.

The soul power pressure of a Level 95 could only bluff Spirit Masters below Level 95, and even then, only on a psychological level. She was Level 97 now; if they really fought, this old thing Jin E couldn't do anything to her. "You..." Jin E was stunned.

Level 97?! Is this the power of Twin Martial Souls? "Alright, stop with the 'you, you, you'. If you want to snatch it, just do it, don't bother with the fake politeness," Bibi Dong said.

Jin E frowned, "Bibi Dong, don't think that just because your Twin Martial Souls level up quickly you can do whatever you want. You are only Level 97."

"If you don't dare to move, then get lost!" Bibi Dong was getting impatient.

"Bark, bark, bark, all you know is how to bark like a dog. If you've got the guts, then make a move!"

Jin E took a deep breath and gave Bibi Dong a cold look.

He turned and left.

"???"

Nan Feng was completely bewildered.

"Is this old thing part turtle? How can he endure so much?"

Bang! Bibi Dong raised her hand and punched Nan Feng, knocking him to the ground, "Can you be more careful when I'm not around? How many times can you use that Invincible Golden Body of yours?"

The unscathed Nan Feng lay on his side on the ground, looking up at Bibi Dong, "Didn't I have confidence in you?"

"He's a Level 95 old thing who ran over to cause trouble, couldn't you sense it?"

The Saintess Hall was very close to where Bibi Dong worked in the Pope Palace; as long as there was a conflict of soul power here, she could sense it very quickly.

"And what if I hadn't come over?" Bibi Dong looked speechless.

Nan Feng paused, "Then I would have had to make a move myself."

"You?" Bibi Dong's eye twitched slightly.

"Do you have that ability?"

Nan Feng's support abilities are indeed unsolvable, but he himself, what kind of attack power does he have? Even if he had some, as a measly little Soul King, could he really hurt Jin E?

"You're actually questioning my strength?" Nan Feng stood up from the ground and took out a dagger.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly and examined this thing carefully, "Where did you get this?"

A top-tier item forged from rare metal! "Yue Guan gave it to me," Nan Feng said.

"I told him before that I wanted a handy weapon for self-preservation, preferably one that could be used to ambush people, so he ran to Gengxin City and got me this thing. It's so useful!"

A Spirit Master's strength and defense are all closely related to their own martial soul, but what if they don't have time to activate their martial soul? "And I coated it with poison!" Nan Feng said.

"Deadly poison!"

The corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched, "You wouldn't happen to..."

"It's exactly what you're thinking," Nan Feng said.

Title Douluo? Peak Douluo? Aren't they still human? He only needs to close the distance, complete the Possession, and pick up this dagger coated in deadly poison.

Then, complete madness!!

Eyes, throat, temples, heart, damn it!

Saikō ni hai te yatsu da!!!

Three seconds of time is enough for him to do whatever he wants! "You this..." Bibi Dong's expression was somewhat unnatural.

"Take it easy."

When Nan Feng was in Slaughter City, he was the most normal one.

But after leaving Slaughter City, compared to the people around him, she suddenly discovered that this kid was actually not normal at all! Could a normal person take a knife, stab it into their own brain, and stir it frantically?

And what was that "Saikō ni hai te yatsu da"? "Did you misunderstand something?" Nan Feng's face showed a strange expression.

He had indeed done some bizarre things before, but those were merely performance art.

Besides, it doesn't hurt for him.

With sufficient soul power, his horse won't let him feel even a shred of pain; even if he sticks a knife into his brain and stirs it frantically, at most he just feels his brain is a bit itchy—pain is impossible!

Of course, when performing Possession, the pain of the new body cannot be eliminated.

However, if someone has already forced him to use such a moronic move that hurts the enemy by a thousand and damages himself by eight hundred, then it must be a life-or-death moment! Can he still care about whether it hurts or not? He must take the other party up to heaven with him! (End of this chapter)