章 270: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School’s Astonishment (2)
Consider, two power attack system Title Douluo under the support of the strongest Auxiliary Spirit Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, how many people could stand up to them?
The white dressed old man, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, raised his hand, looking at Ning Rongrong with a smile, indicating she could begin.
Ning Rongrong wasn't polite, quickly arming the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, a series of resounding noises echoing.
Ning Fengzhi's gaze never left his daughter. Just as the arming was almost done, suddenly Ning Rongrong's left wrist moved slightly, three black shadows shooting out, shooting at Chen Xin's chest in a triangular formation.
"Pretty good."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin didn't even move. Just as those three silent sleeve darts were about to hit him, suddenly the air seemed to distort slightly and the three silent sleeve darts simultaneously froze in midair. The next moment they fell to the ground in six pieces, each dart split open.
That was sword energy, bursting from within his body. He didn't even use his spirit.
But the moment the three silent sleeve darts quietly fell to the ground, completely opposite to their silence, powerful buzzing sounds accompanied by metal noises erupted in an instant, sixteen pitch black iron essence crossbow bolts launching from the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. The sonorous noises had only just risen when the crossbow bolts already reached the Sword Douluo.
The white clothed old man Chen Xin started slightly, subconsciously raising his right hand. Several decades of fighting experience allowed him to sense the opponent's attack power from the slightest hints, how could someone whose forte was attack ignore the opponent's strike?
Fingers like a knife, turning over the palm of his right hand, it was as if the air was ripped apart as a white energy surged out of his palm, in that instant it was like an enormous sword slashed in front of him.
Dangdangdangdangdang—— A crowded series of explosions echoed, the white light the Sword Douluo chopped out splashed across the sixteen points in ripples. In the instant when the old had faded and the new strength had not yet been born, Ning Rongrong's left hand wiped at her chest, and with a delicate buzzing sound a mist shot out from a gap in her clothes at her chest, directly enveloping the Sword Douluo.
Chen Xin was distracted a moment,
"There's poison?"
Turning in place, although his right hand was extended he still had his left hand, sweeping his left hand he not only scattered the mist, but even the steel needles hidden within.
"Grandpa Sword is so good."
Ning Rongrong excitedly ran over towards the Sword Douluo.
The Sword Douluo smiled slightly, saying:
"These hidden weapons really are pretty good, especially those noisy crossbow bolts just now have excellent attack power. If a Spirit Master under the fortieth rank was careless they would be unable to withstand it."
Ning Rongrong had already come within ten meters of the Sword Douluo, and very proudly said:
"But of course. In the spirit arena, relying on the focused attack of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow we defeated a fortieth level Spirit Master team. The more people who use it at the same time, the more formidable the power of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. However, this Godly Zhuge Crossbow still can't threaten grandpa Sword!"
While speaking she stomped on the ground in an impetuous manner, and three shadows suddenly quietly shot out from the outside of her left thigh, and at the same time a flying dagger shot out from the tip of her shoe. The throwing knife shot straight at the Sword Douluo's face, while those three noiseless shadows attacked his three lower vitals.
By now Ning Rongrong was less than ten meters away from the Sword Douluo. At this distance the hidden weapons were only flashes. At the same time her other foot stomped down, and a similar attack appeared once again just like a wave. The goal was to find a moment when the Sword Douluo's defense was down.
The Sword Douluo somewhat exaggeratedly said:
"My god! Still not done!"
Both hands simultaneously separating at his chest, naturally he wouldn't release spirit power in front since that would injure Ning Rongrong. Under his large sleeves appeared two sharp points of spirit power, under the pull of air altogether two flying daggers and six delicate crossbow bolts were simultaneously sent flying.
Gabeng, resounding metallic mechanical sounds echoed practically simultaneously, the second volley of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow had been quietly prepared by Ning Rongrong. Another sixteen crossbow bolts flickered across the close range in an instant, at the same time the Powder Shooting Shadow on her chest erupted.
Crossbow bolts and steel needles formed a practically seamless attack, as long as the Sword Douluo was even slightly careless he would immediately suffer harm.
"Fine."
Chen Xin shouted,
"My body like the sword."
Immediately, the courtyard seemed to be lit by a sun, intense metallic luster suddenly erupted. The white clothed old man in front of Ning Rongrong seemed to become like a metallic tornado, an ear piercing disharmonious sound rose at the same time. All the hidden weapons in front of him, whether steel needles or crossbow bolts, completely turned into scraps of metal drifting through the air. And behind him, extending two metres long and one chi wide, an enormous simple and unadorned sword hung in midair. Two yellow, three purple, four black, a full nine spirit rings coiled around it. This was the Sword Douluo's sword. A first rate tool spirit.
"Grandpa Sword is so awesome!"
Ning Rongrong stood in place clapping her hands. The instant the Sword Douluo released his spirit she could clearly feel sharp spirit power sweep past either side of her body. She knew full well that if she had been an enemy, right now she might have already been cut to pieces.
Watching Ning Rongrong run over to him, Sword Douluo Chen Xin stroked Ning Rongrong's head, saying with a smile:
"You're also very awesome! Grandpa even had to pull out his spirit. A Spirit Master at your level, let alone an auxiliary system, even a power attack system might not be be able to make me do that. These hidden weapons really are outstanding. Especially their unexpectedness."
Ning Rongrong thought deeply and nodded:
"That's right, my third brother said that hidden weapons must be unexpected, taking advantage of the enemy being unprepared they can display their greatest strength."
Before she even finished speaking, Ning Rongrong's nodding motion seemed to become a bit bigger. With a gabeng sound, a line of cold light shot out from her back, flying straight at the Sword Douluo's face.
It really was too close, even a power like the Sword Douluo didn't have a chance of dodging the mechanical Taut Back Flower Adorning Crossbow. He could naturally defend, but his spirit was really too potent. With Ning Rongrong this close, if he used his spirit, Ning Rongrong would definitely be caught up in the effect. With his tyrannical spirit's capability, the little princess in front of him would undoubtedly die.
The thought flashed through Chen Xin's mind like a flash of lightning, and helplessly he had no choice but to open his mouth wide, biting down on that crossbow bolt.
At this moment the Sword Douluo was just like Zhao Wuji that time he suffered under Tang San's hidden weapons, even though the Taut Back Flower Adornment Crossbow was powerful, it wasn't at the level of the Sword Douluo's teeth. However, when the crossbow bolt was subjected to pressure it squirted out the poison contained within, directly into the mouth of the Sword Douluo.
Fortunately, this poison still wasn't Tang San's new edition, but despite this the Sword Douluo immediately felt his tongue go completely numb, and with great alarm his figure flickered, simultaneously spitting out the venom and crossbow bolts to the side while opening up the distance to Ning Rongrong.
Seeing the Sword Douluo's panicked appearance, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo Gu Rong both jumped with fright, hastily going over. Ning Rongrong also hadn't expected that such a formidable Sword Douluo would actually be taken in, and immediately panicked, running over towards the Sword Douluo.
"Don't, don't come over girl. Grandpa Sword's old bones can't stand being thrown around again!"
The Sword Douluo spoke unclearly, at the same time swiftly condensing the spirit power within his body, instantly forcing it into his tongue to remove the poison. He had no choice but to bite the tip of his tongue, spitting the purple black venom to the side along with blood, and his complexion eased somewhat. Relying on his more than ninetieth ranked spirit power, even the Poison Douluo Dugu Bo's toxin might not be able to affect him, to say nothing of this little poison. But having poison forced into his mouth this suddenly still wasn't anything the Sword Douluo had expected.
"Rongrong, kneel."
Ning Fengzhi yelled sternly.
Ning Rongrong didn't dare step forward, kneeling neatly and pitifully on the ground, the rims of her eyes red, tears about to flow out.
The Bone Douluo seeing this scene couldn't stand to stay uninvolved, and with a flicker immediately reached Ning Rongrong's side, pulling her into an embrace,
"Fengzhi, why are you like this, it's all that old geezer Chen Xin's fault, how could you blame our Rongrong? Just what is called 'there can never be too much deception in war'. This just proves the effect of those hidden weapons even better. Rongrong, well done, you let grandpa Bone vent his anger. Haha, I haven't seen your cheap grandpa Sword cut such a sorry figure in years. You sure enough have your grandpa Bone's sly pragmatic elegance."
"Uncle Bone, you..."
Ning Fengzhi was speechless, he didn't know how many times he'd seen the same scene before. Every time he was going to discipline his daughter, both uncle Sword and uncle Bone would immediately interfere, and these two grandee's were people even he didn't dare offend.
Ning Rongrong slipped out of the Bone Douluo's embrace, quickly running over in front of the Sword Douluo. This time she knelt on her own in front of him without Ning Fengzhi saying anything, tears rolling down her face,
"Grandpa Sword, it was Rongrong's mistake. You punish Rongrong."
Seeing the panic and remorse in his daughter's eyes, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help staring blankly. In his impression, this little she-devil type daughter of his would never admit a mistake. It seemed that this trip to Shrek Academy really wasn't wasted.
The Sword Douluo had also gradually calmed down by now, clean of poison after spitting out the excess before. Hurriedly he held out a hand to pull up Ning Rongrong.
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