"Do you have any questions?"
Qin Xiao frowned slightly, "Of course, if you really want to say something, I won't stop you."
After all, it's their freedom to say whatever they want; the mouth is on their own face, isn't it?
Of course, the right to refuse is in my own hands; it doesn't matter what they say, does it?
Uh?
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were both somewhat taken aback and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Especially Sword Douluo, who felt that at this time, it seemed a bit impolite to further request a spar with Qin Xiao.
"This is a master. Just by speaking, he's left us with nothing to say," he thought more highly of Qin Xiao.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong spoke crisply, "Your Highness, the situation is like this. Grandpa Sword would like to have a spar with you, I wonder if you would agree?"
After listening to Ning Rongrong's words, Sword Douluo cast a grateful look her way; he really had not doted on this girl in vain.
Ning Fengzhi also relaxed and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
She truly is daddy's little helpful girl...
Pah.
She really is a thoughtful little padded jacket.
Spar? Qin Xiao was taken aback.
If that's the case, it wasn't out of the question.
In fact, this could be a good thing for Qin Xiao.
He knew all too well that training in isolation wasn't enough to improve one's strength. Battling against powerful fighters was also a quick way to enhance one's abilities.
The comprehension of Lei Emperor's Finger during the battle with the Titan Ape was a good example.
He had been contemplating where to find some powerful fighters to spar with to improve himself, and here was Sword Douluo, presenting himself?
"But..."
"Rumour has it the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is as rich as a nation; wouldn't it be a shame not to take advantage of this opportunity to fleece them a little?" Qin Xiao thought to himself.
He looked at the two or three hundred golden soul coins in the Spatial Soul Guidance Device and pondered.
"I'm afraid I cannot accommodate your request," he said.
Qin Xiao shook his head, "You should be able to see that my training time is very precious."
"Oh..."
After hearing Qin Xiao's words, Ning Rongrong felt somewhat disappointed.
Sword Douluo sighed.
Certainly, with Qin Xiao's age, he should spend all his time on cultivation.
Only someone like him, who had aged and had nearly exhausted his potential, would think of fighting others to seek a breakthrough.
However, at this moment, Ning Fengzhi took a step forward with a warm smile on his lips, "I am a few years older than you, may I address you as Brother Qin?"
What? Call me 'Brother,' and what should I call you in return then? Ning Rongrong frowned and said nothing on the spot.
She felt that she needed to have a serious discussion with Ning Fengzhi about this issue.
As the saying goes, "don't slap a smiling face," Qin Xiao immediately responded with a smile, "Brother Ning, don't be so polite."
"Hahaha, alright."
Brother Ning laughed heartily, and in the same motion, a black card appeared in his hand with a flash of light: "Meeting is destiny, and this Black Card contains one million gold soul coins. Just for calling me 'Brother,' please don't refuse.
The Seven Treasures Glaze Sect only has these local products to offer."
Qin Xiao: '....'
It sure was a generous move by the wealthy Ning Fengzhi.
You should know, one million gold soul coins is an astronomical sum for the vast majority of Soul Masters.
"Brother Ning, you're really too generous. How can I accept this..."
Qin Xiao said he felt uneasy, but his body was very honest.
He quickly pocketed the Black Card before anyone could react.
"...."
Everyone was at a loss for words. What happened to feeling uneasy?
We didn't see through it for half a day.
However, what Qin Xiao said next left Sword Douluo astounded.
"Senior Sword, I've had another insight just now. How about we spar to verify it?" he asked, looking at Sword Douluo.
Damn it, just now!
After hearing Qin Xiao's words, Sword Douluo couldn't help but complain in his heart.
"Of course, if it's too much trouble for you then forget about it."
Seeing Sword Douluo hesitate, Qin Xiao added.
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 too much trouble at all!"
Sword Douluo immediately replied, "How about we head to the dense forest up ahead?"
As he spoke, he pointed in the direction Qin Xiao had just returned from with Zhu Zhuqing.
Qin Xiao nodded, "No problem."
Saying so, he took the lead and walked into the dense forest.
Seeing Sword Douluo following, Ning Rongrong remembered how formidable and powerful Qin Xiao was and wanted to warn Sword Douluo to be careful.
"Grandpa Sword, wait a moment. In your fight with Qin Xiao, you must be..."
However, before Ning Rongrong could finish, Sword Douluo interrupted her, "Rongrong, don't worry. I will definitely show mercy and control my strength. I won't hurt Qin Xiao."
Huh?
Ning Rongrong was stunned, that's not what I meant!
But before she could speak again, Sword Douluo had already disappeared from her sight.
"Dad, shouldn't we go take a look?"
Ning Rongrong asked Ning Fengzhi.
"The aftermath of a battle between two Titled Douluos is very powerful and dangerous. They would be held back if we were there. Let's just wait here. The fight shouldn't take too long to finish."
Ning Fengzhi said softly.
"Alright then." Ning Rongrong pouted her lips. Despite her reluctance, she obediently waited.
...
Elsewhere.
A few miles away from Shrek Academy, Qin Xiao and Sword Douluo stood facing each other.
"Chen Xin, level-96 Titled Douluo, Martial Soul Seven Kill Sword!"
As Sword Douluo finished speaking, an ancient-looking long sword appeared in his hand. At the same time, his right hand casually drew a sword flower, emitting a series of sword chants.
"Qin Xiao, level-92 Titled Douluo, Martial Soul Thunder Emperor!"
As Qin Xiao's voice fell, the sound of thunder followed.
Arcs of electricity, like thunder snakes, writhed around his body, lending him an extraordinary aura.
He looked like a deity walking amongst mortals.
One of the Ten Ferocities of the Thunder Emperor, a humanoid being. When it manifested as a Martial Soul, the Thunder Emperor Spirit and Qin Xiao were inseparable.
"Thunder Emperor Spirit, why have I never heard of it?"
After hearing Qin Xiao's words, Sword Douluo racked his brains for any records of the Thunder Emperor Spirit.
Unfortunately, he came up with nothing.
"Senior, with so many Martial Souls in the continent, it's impossible for you to have heard of them all," Qin Xiao said.
"Haha, young friend, you're right. I was too fixated. Today, I really want to see what's so mystical about this Thunder Emperor Spirit, that it could create a level-92 Titled Douluo at the age of eighteen!" Sword Douluo laughed heartily, pointing his sword from a distance at Qin Xiao.
At the same time, yellow, purple, and black, nine soul rings emerged one after another from beneath him.
"Then be careful, Senior!"
As Qin Xiao's voice fell, he too unhesitatingly summoned his own soul rings.
However, just the appearance of the first soul ring already deeply shocked Sword Douluo, who exclaimed in disbelief, "The first soul ring, red!"
"The first soul ring, how can it be red!"