Chapter 162: Qian Renxue and Lv Lingqi

Nan Feihuang secretly observed Shrek's strength; apart from Dai Mubai, who was already level thirty-seven when he appeared and had only broken through to level forty after two years of cultivation, the rest were all merely at the Soul Elder level.

The strongest, Tang San, should be around level thirty-nine, while the weakest, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, were roughly level thirty-four, with the others hovering in that range.

This is Shrek without the Immortal Herbs; even if they are geniuses, they are ultimately too young, and there is absolutely no chance of winning.

The starters and the substitutes are at the same level; it is definitely impossible for them to win the championship in this tournament, and whether they can even enter the Finals depends on a bit of luck.

Nan Feihuang and Tang San were conversing when an discordant voice came from the side: "Where did this bunch of toads come from, coming to this Elite Tournament to make a spectacle of themselves?"

They had seen that familiar school uniform before; it was the people from Canghui Academy.

"Your Excellency Bone Douluo, my brother-in-law is still young and only focuses on cultivation, so he is ignorant of social etiquette. Please do not take offense!"

"Brother Xue, long time no see. How have you been these past two years?" Nan Feihuang said happily.

This was not feigned; although he had maintained correspondence with Qian Renxue over these two years, opportunities to meet were rare after all, and she was clearly here specifically to see him now.

Nan Feihuang nodded, "I have heard of him. It is said that this Shi Nian's martial soul is very special, named Residual Dream, capable of creating various illusions that confuse people to death within them. Whether in attack or defense, it is quite bizarre; even Spirit Masters of the same level are very unwilling to cross swords with him."

"Alright, Uncle Bone, do not blame a child." Ning Fengzhi stepped out to smooth things over, "What I said was just the usual talk repeated by the higher-ups of various factions. Young friend Feihuang, as the heir to the Gu Lei Kingdom, has likely heard it until he is sick of it, so it is normal for him to be unable to help feeling sleepy for a moment."

Two voices rang out simultaneously; one was, of course, Xue Qinghe, who was habitually maintaining her Crown Prince persona while speaking up for Nan Feihuang, and the other was Lv Lingqi, who was cursing, though fortunately, she was a mute bride.

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master Ning Fengzhi, and the Title Douluo known for his top-tier defense and bizarre attacks, Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

"Damn it, I'll let you know who the toad is!"

"Whoever wears shit-green clothes is the toad. It's a pity you didn't wear hats of the same color, otherwise it would be perfect, haha!" the Canghui people mocked.

In the future, it could at least be used to strengthen the strength of his subordinates.

Xue Qinghe's expression changed, and she looked at Ning Rongrong with some dissatisfaction; this kind of tattling behavior was truly uncomfortable to witness.

"Many thanks for your understanding, Sect Master Ning," Nan Feihuang said gratefully; he was also adept at being duplicitous.

The group did not converse for long, as the Spirit Fighting matches in the main area were officially starting today, and they had to rush back to the Gu Lei Kingdom to participate in their own regional tournament.

Although Xue Qinghe still had much to say to Nan Feihuang, there was no rush; they could continue their correspondence by letter in the evening.

Lv Lingqi was also thinking no less, "So this guy is Xue Qinghe? The one Feihuang said is Qian Renxue in disguise? She is still quite concerned about my Feihuang, but I don't know what she looks like; she definitely isn't as pretty as me. Trying to scheme against my man—should I find an opportunity to poke a few transparent holes in her!"

"(Who are you, you old geezer? Is it your place to gossip about my man? Anyway, you can't understand what I'm saying right now, so I'll curse you out first. Once I get stronger later, I'll poke you with the Feilian Halberd like I'm poking a pig or a dog)..."

Shi Nian coldly glanced at the two groups, Shrek and the Gu Lei Team, before leaving with the Canghui people. Watching Shi Nian's back, Flender, Old Zhang, and even Jia Chong, this Spirit Douluo, were still somewhat on guard; it seems this Shi Nian's reputation on the continent is not very positive.

He was quite familiar, despite it being his first time meeting Nan Feihuang, calling him 'young friend' so intimately.

Bone Douluo looked puzzled; both of them should have been talking to him just now, yet he felt as if they were arguing with each other.

The two girls' eyes met; even though they should have been united against outsiders, everyone seemed to see a flash of 'bzz-bzz' lightning collisions between them.

Among peers, any grievances should be resolved by themselves; now it had caused Nan Feihuang to be viewed with hostility by a Title Douluo.

Hearing Nan Feihuang's introduction, the group looked at each other in dismay. There was actually such a martial soul? Indeed, who would want to fight a bizarre guy when you don't even know where your opponent is?

However, Nan Feihuang thought of something. According to the original story, Shi Nian should have already obtained that ten-thousand-year gem-type mental illusion Head Bone by now; gem-type head bones are also quite rare.

Although he himself had no interest in this soul bone, he had many people under his command.

"Feihuang!" A familiar voice came, and Nan Feihuang turned his head to see three people walking toward them.

Is it necessary to go tell on him to Grandpa for such a small matter?

What Ning Rongrong had just whispered in his ear was reporting how Nan Feihuang had just ignored Ning Fengzhi.

"Hmph, I thought the Flying General Nan Feihuang, who is touted as miraculous, was some incredible character; it turns out he is just a brat who doesn't understand etiquette," Gu Rong said coldly.

Although he felt it was strange, he was not angry; after all, Xue Qinghe spoke to him with great courtesy, and as for that mute girl, with her 'ah-ah-ah' sounds, he truly could not understand her. It was impossible that she had the audacity to curse him; he did not believe a mere Spirit Ancestor had such guts.

"Daddy, Bone Grandpa!" Ning Rongrong also happily ran to the two elders and began whispering in their ears.

"Little brother, do you know this Shi Nian? I see the teachers are all very wary of him," Nan Feiling asked curiously.

Seeing that Tailong was about to make a move and the Canghui Academy was also prepared for battle, at this moment, a vigorous yet somewhat cold voice rang out, "What are you doing?"

Seeing this person, Flender and Zhao Wuji's expressions changed, and they hurriedly blocked their students; this person was not to be trifled with.

Ning Fengzhi had no reaction throughout, but Bone Douluo looked at Nan Feihuang with some dissatisfaction.

However, even if Shi Nian were given ten more guts, he likely wouldn't dare to lay a hand on the son of the Profound Ice Douluo. Now, this Tang San, who wasn't even a Spirit Ancestor yet, probably wouldn't give him any reason to kill.

Hearing this voice, the students of Canghui Academy dared not be presumptuous anymore and hurriedly separated to both sides. Behind them, an old man of about sixty years old walked over, dressed in white Spirit Master attire, his face cold.

Nan Feihuang had to find another opportunity.

"Who are you calling a toad?" Tailong of the Power Clan had a fiery temper and dashed out without any patience.

"Moreover, this person is vicious and vindictive. His soul power reached the peak of Spirit Emperor several years ago; by now, he should have already broken through to level seventy."

And he is a pivotal figure in the Heaven Dou Empire.

Qian Renxue thought to herself, "This girl must be the Lv Lingqi that Feihuang mentioned, his first love. Hmph, she is indeed beautiful, but it is merely the youthful passion of their younger days. She is also a mute, and her talent is nothing special; she is simply unworthy of Feihuang. If she dares to have any improper thoughts, I will use the Angel Light to purify her filthy soul."

He was one of the most difficult Spirit Saints to deal with, Residual Dream Shi Nian.

"Hmm?" Hearing the other's voice, the two looked at each other subconsciously again.

In fact, her main purpose for coming here today was just to take a look at Lv Lingqi.

Now that she had seen her, apart from that face, the rest was nothing special.

(End of chapter)