Chapter 49: The Arrival of Sword Douluo

Hearing this familiar voice, Ning Rongrong's figure trembled, and she hurriedly looked around; when she saw that familiar white figure, the tears in her eyes immediately flowed out.

"Wuwuwu... Sword Douluo, Sword Douluo."

Ning Rongrong flew into the white-robed old man's embrace, her tears flowing endlessly as if they were free.

It made the white-robed old man's heart ache.

"Sword Douluo... no way, that pit-digging Ning Fengzhi wouldn't have let this old guy Chen Xin run over here, would he?" Shi Quan only felt a headache coming on.

According to the original work, given how much Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo doted on Ning Rongrong, seeing her look so aggrieved, they would inevitably investigate it thoroughly.

Sure enough.

Chen Xin hurriedly hugged her small, delicate body with heartache, "Rongrong, what's wrong? Did you suffer some grievance? Tell Grandfather, Grandfather will vent your anger for you."

As he finished speaking, Chen Xin's gaze swept over everyone present.

His sharp gaze hung over everyone's head like a sharp sword.

Even Qin Ming, as a teacher, could not help but feel a bone-chilling coldness erupt throughout his entire body when facing Chen Xin's gaze.

Hearing Chen Xin's words, Ning Rongrong did not speak, but just buried herself in Chen Xin's arms and cried loudly, as if she wanted to recount all the grievances she had suffered over the past few days.

This appearance made Chen Xin, who usually doted on her greatly, feel even more heartache, followed by a sky-high rage; the sharp aura made the faces of everyone present turn pale.

Qin Ming looked at Shi Quan, then at Ning Rongrong and the white-robed old man, and combining their conversation, he gritted his teeth, stepped forward, bowed, and asked cautiously: "Senior, are you His Excellency Sword Douluo?"

"Hmph, you know, yet you still don't confess honestly." Chen Xin's sharp gaze landed on Qin Ming, and the aura unique to a Title Douluo permeated the air; Qin Ming's face immediately turned incomparably pale.

Shi Quan stepped forward, cupped his hands, and saluted: "Shi Quan pays respects to His Excellency Sword Douluo."

Hearing Shi Quan's voice, Sword Douluo's gaze could not help but fall upon Shi Quan.

In the blink of an eye, Shi Quan felt as if his entire being had been seen through by Sword Douluo.

"Sword Douluo, it was him who bullied me, he even used Blue Silver Grass to whip me!" Ning Rongrong said while sobbing, looking aggrieved; that pitiful appearance made one feel very sorry for her.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xin gently patted Ning Rongrong's back and comforted her softly: "It's alright, Grandfather is here, no one will dare to bully you anymore."

The gentle voice faded, and in the next second, it turned into a cold and sharp tone: "That guy Fengzhi handed Rongrong over to you to teach her, not for you to bully her at will. You actually dared to use your martial soul to hit Rongrong; do you really think that just because you are a genius, you can be arrogant and rely on your talent?"

Everyone's expression tightened; how could they not understand Ning Rongrong's identity now? Calling Sword Douluo 'Grandfather' and having the surname Ning—it was obvious that this Ning Rongrong was the only daughter of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master Ning Fengzhi, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

With such an identity, Shi Quan actually dared to bully Ning Rongrong? And even dared to whip her with his martial soul; if this isn't courting death, what is?

Shi Quan smiled bitterly and hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, this is a misunderstanding. At the time, I was only teaching her. I can explain. I can assure you that everything I did was in accordance with what Uncle Ning said to teach her earnestly; I never overstepped, and I wouldn't dare to bully Rongrong..."

"A misunderstanding?" Before Shi Quan could finish, Sword Douluo sneered and interrupted, saying indifferently: "I will naturally ask that guy Fengzhi about this matter clearly. Since you say this is teaching, then today, as an elder, I will also properly teach you a lesson!"

"..." Shi Quan felt a chill in his heart, realizing he couldn't avoid a beating. He had to admit defeat when necessary, so he said flatteringly: "Your Excellency is a Title Douluo, what a magnificent figure. It is my good fortune to be taught by Your Excellency."

"..." Chen Xin.

Hiss...

One has to admit, this kid is really good at talking.

"Hmph, don't think that just because you said a few nice words here, I will go easy on you." Chen Xin looked at Shi Quan with a cold gaze, "Speak with your own true ability. Your soul power is at Twenty-second Level Soul Power, and I will also suppress my soul power to the twenty-second level. How much you can learn depends on your own ability."

"Twenty-second level? Are you joking with me?" Shi Quan's eyes widened.

This old bastard Sword Douluo is truly shameless; I praised him so much, and he still wants to use soul power!

The Seven Kill Sword that has absorbed nine Soul Rings, even without using soul power, is not something a Spirit Master like him can block, yet now he tells me he will use twenty-second level soul power.

Isn't this clearly trying to beat him to death?

"Many thanks to Senior for your magnanimity; you are indeed worthy of being His Excellency Sword Douluo, who possesses a righteous sword bone," Shi Quan said through gritted teeth.

Even with Sword Douluo's thick skin, being praised like this by Shi Quan in front of everyone, his expression couldn't help but feel a bit smug.

But thinking of Ning Rongrong's aggrieved appearance, he still decided in his heart to give the Shi Quan before him a harsh lesson.

As a result, when Ning Rongrong heard that Sword Douluo was not only using his martial soul but also intended to use soul power, her expression immediately became conflicted. Recalling everything Shi Quan had said, she gritted her teeth and said: "Sword Douluo, won't you beat him to death like this? How about... forget it?"

Ning Rongrong's feelings toward Shi Quan were actually very complex. On one hand, she had decided she wanted to rely on her own ability to surpass him and didn't want to become what Shi Quan called a 'useless person'. On the other hand, she felt that she had indeed suffered grievances over the past few days, and facing the person she loved and was closest to, all the grievances in her heart erupted uncontrollably.

Sword Douluo glared, looked awkwardly at Ning Rongrong in his arms, then at the people around him. He had already disregarded his reputation to prepare to teach Shi Quan a lesson, and now that it was about to start, Ning Rongrong said to forget it—wouldn't he, a Title Douluo, become a joke?

Shi Quan looked at Sword Douluo's unpredictable expression and said helplessly: "Rongrong, no need. It is my honor to be taught by Your Excellency."

"This kid is indeed not bad." Chen Xin looked at Shi Quan.

With a way out, Chen Xin's mood improved a bit. Originally, no matter how he looked at Shi Quan, he found him unpleasant, but now he felt a bit better, thinking that he could go a little easier when he struck later.

Chen Xin said proudly: "Since that is the case, for Rongrong's sake, I will not use soul power; you only need to persist in my hands for the time of one stick of incense."

"This Shi Quan is truly bold!"

Yu Tianheng and the others all gave Shi Quan a thumbs-up in their hearts; even Ning Rongrong had spoken up for him, yet he still dared to ask for instruction from Chen Xin.

Chen Xin gently placed Ning Rongrong aside and said softly: "Rongrong, wait here for a moment. Grandfather will help you properly teach this kid a lesson. Don't worry, Grandfather will only make him suffer a little, I won't do anything to him."

After soothing Ning Rongrong, Chen Xin walked forward a few steps and said indifferently: "Use all the moves you can. I am very curious about how long you can actually persist."

"I request Senior's instruction." Shi Quan's gaze focused on Chen Xin. After taking a deep breath, he summoned his martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, and his entire body's power slowly condensed. However, there was a hint of excitement in the depths of his eyes; being able to spar with Chen Xin, one of the strongest on the continent, Shi Quan also wanted to see just how strong he was now.

Chen Xin smiled faintly, his wrist turned, and a thin stick of incense appeared in his hand. With a light rub of his fingers, the incense lit up.

Just as the incense landed on the ground, Shi Quan's first Soul Ring suddenly lit up, and a large amount of Blue Silver Grass grew rapidly toward Chen Xin's direction.

He raised his right hand, clenched it, and a thin, long Blue Silver Vine Whip landed in Shi Quan's hand. Then, his arm moved like a spirit snake emerging from its cave, and the Blue Silver Grass in his hand immediately whipped toward Chen Xin with a sharp wind.

Feeling the flow of the surrounding air, Chen Xin was also startled. Most of his attention had been on the vines spreading toward him, but he hadn't expected such a powerful vine whip to suddenly fly out from within the vines.

Facing the sudden vine whip, Chen Xin's reaction was equally swift. He raised his hand, turning his index and middle fingers into a sword. There was no soul power fluctuation radiating from his body, but those fingers were like an incomparably sharp long sword. With just a simple swipe, the Blue Silver Vine was severed instantly.

"Sword Qi?" Shi Quan's expression remained unchanged. While stepping on Nine Shadows Movement to retreat rapidly, the Blue Silver Vine Whip in his hand continued to dance with the White Python Whip Technique. The sharp and heavy vine whip turned into afterimages, continuously whipping toward Chen Xin.

Even if the vine whip was severed by Chen Xin, it would quickly grow back and continue to whip toward him.

"This whip technique is somewhat interesting."

Chen Xin was slightly surprised in his heart. Looking at the Blue Silver Grass approaching his feet, while using his sword fingers to deal with the long whip, strands of sharp Sword Qi erupted from his body. In just an instant, all the Blue Silver Grass was severed inch by inch.

The White Python Whip Technique could be recorded in the Nine Yin Nine Yang True Scripture, so it naturally had its own wonders. This White Python Whip Technique was relatively easy to practice and master quickly, and with the addition of the Divine Art, as Shi Quan's strength increased, his speed in practicing various basic Martial Arts also increased day by day. Even though Shi Quan rarely used this White Python Whip Technique in his daily life, when he truly used it, its momentum was not weak at all.

"This alone won't stop my pace." After a quick contact, Chen Xin had also roughly figured out the power of Shi Quan's White Python Whip Technique. With Sword Qi surging around his body, he strode toward Shi Quan.

The Blue Silver Grass that Shi Quan produced through Growth could not hinder Chen Xin in the slightest.

Seeing Chen Xin charging toward him, Shi Quan did not panic in the least; he used White Snake Exits Cave once more, the vine whip in his hand striking straight toward Chen Xin's chest like a venomous snake.

Chen Xin pointed his sword fingers straight out, aiming directly at Shi Quan's vine whip, and at this moment, the second Soul Ring beneath Shi Quan lit up; the incoming vine whip suddenly emitted a burst of ink-colored light, and Chen Xin almost instinctively turned his sword fingers into a palm.

With fingers pressed together like a blade, he flipped his right palm, and the air seemed to be torn apart; a white current of air swirled out from his palm, and in that instant, it was as if a giant sword were blocking horizontally before him.

Decades of rich combat experience allowed him to sense the strength of an opponent's attack from the slightest clue; how could someone skilled in attacking possibly ignore an opponent's strike?

(End of this chapter)