Douluo: My wife Liuying makes Ning Rongrong cry

The golden halo spun rapidly, encircling Huang Quan from different directions.

With nowhere left to retreat, Huang Quan could only swing his longsword, trying to shatter the rings of light.

However, what Huang Quan did not expect was that these golden halos were a special form of energy that could not be intercepted by physical attacks; it seemed that only energy-based attacks could be effective.

But it's clear now that it's too late.

Before long, a golden halo tightly enveloped Huang Quan.

Even with all his might, Huang Quan could not break free from the light's hold.

“Sister Huangquan, don’t waste your energy. This is a restriction skill of mine. Once you are hit, you will be controlled for a period of time,” Feixiao explained slowly.

While Huang Quan was unable to escape, Fei Xiao appeared in front of him.

The sharp trident of Poseidon was pointed directly at Huang Quan's neck.

The outcome has been decided.

"You won," Huang Quan said weakly.

Feixiao withdrew her goddess powers and released herself from control.

"Actually, I also won somewhat unfairly; the moves I used were a bit underhanded," Fei Xiao replied.

In a direct confrontation, Feixiao would never have been able to completely defeat Huangquan; her victory can be described as a surprise attack.

However, the same trick can only work once against a top expert. In the next battle, it will be difficult for Feixiao to defeat Huangquan with the power of the goddess.

"There's nothing glorious or dishonorable about it. Winning is winning, and losing is losing. I can afford to lose," Huang Quan said bluntly.

Afterwards, the two put away their weapons, and Fei Xiao took Huang Quan's hand and flew towards the stands.

"We've finished the competition."

Lu Jiang immediately clapped his hands and cheered, saying, "What a wonderful battle! You two performed exceptionally well."

Feixiao's victory was fine, but Huangquan looked dejected, as if he had suffered a great defeat.

"Huang Quan? Why are you looking so gloomy? It's just a loss in a match, is it really that big of a deal?" Lu Jiang walked over and patted Huang Quan on the shoulder, comforting him.

"I..." Huang Quan stammered, unable to speak.

"Never mind, let's talk about it privately tonight," Lu Jiang suggested.

Feixiao won the victory, but it was hard-won and had cost her a lot of physical strength and energy. It would be inappropriate for her to continue fighting without resting.

"Let's call it a day and go back to rest."

And so, Lu Jiang and his group returned to the hotel and had a simple meal.

Night falls in Huang Quan's room.

Lu Jiang pushed open the door and entered, sitting down next to Huang Quan and gently touching her hair.

"There's no one else around now, so feel free to say whatever you want," Lu Jiang said gently.

Huang Quan no longer hid anything and spoke his mind: "I know... there are always winners and losers in a friendly match, but when I actually lose, it's unavoidable that I feel a little bad."

"Why should you be upset? No one will blame you," Lu Jiang retorted.

Indeed, no one would blame Huang Quan. Everyone who watched that battle could see that Huang Quan was still honorable despite his defeat.

However, Huang Quan, that little girl, will blame herself.

"Lu Jiang, I'm different from Fei Xiao, Liu Ying, and the other sisters. I'm your weapon!"

"How could your weapon lose?"

"I can't accept it!" Huang Quan's eyes were filled with a strong competitive spirit.

This competitive spirit was not something Huang Quan was born with, but rather something he developed by becoming Lu Jiang's weapon.

"You! I don't even know what to say to you." Lu Jiang tapped Huang Quan's nose.

"I agreed to let you be my weapon in the first place because I hoped it would bring meaning to your life, not put so much pressure on you," Lu Jiang explained patiently.

Even though Huang Quan rarely spoke and was really like a cold, indifferent weapon, Lu Jiang always regarded her as his woman and his family.

"Huang Quan, I ask you, if one day a powerful enemy appears before us, and I am no match for that guy, unable to protect you, will you blame me?"

Without hesitation, Huang Quan immediately replied that he would not.

Huang Quan could only hate himself for being too weak to help Lu Jiang.

"So I won't blame you now, so don't dwell on it."

Huang Quan wanted to say something more, but Lu Jiang didn't give her a chance to speak and forcibly pulled her into his arms.

That embrace brought endless warmth to Huang Quan.

"You must be very tired today."

Huang Quan, nestled in his arms, nodded gently.

"Then have a good night's sleep, I'll stay with you."

All night long, Lu Jiang held Huang Quan's little hand and lay down beside her, creating a very warm and cozy atmosphere.

This was the most peaceful night Huang Quan had ever experienced.

Wake up early in the morning.

"Lu Jiang, thank you. I haven't slept this well in a long time," Huang Quan said gratefully.

"Thank you? Why are you being so formal? It's like we're strangers." Lu Jiang casually pinched Huang Quan's cheek.

"Then what should I say..." Huang Quan was at a loss for words.

After a moment's thought, Lu Jiang said, "How about this, from now on, all your 'thank you' will be replaced with 'I love you,' okay?"

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Upon hearing those two words, Huang Quan's smiling face immediately turned red.

Even though she had consummated her marriage with Lu Jiang, saying such things still made her feel a little embarrassed.

"Are you serious?" Huang Quan asked in a low voice.

"Of course, try saying one now," Lu Jiang urged.

Under Lu Jiang's gaze, Huang Quan took a deep breath, and after a long pause, he slowly uttered, "I love you."

Lu Jiang beamed with joy; this was exactly the feeling he had been looking for.

"That's good, let's say that from now on!"

After they finished packing, the two went out to meet their other companions.

Liu Ying reverted to her nervous demeanor from yesterday.

"Ah... um... I suddenly remembered there's something I forgot to take care of at home."

"Why don't you guys stay here and have some fun, and I'll head back first?"

Liu Ying concocted a plausible excuse for her escape.

However, escaping under Lu Jiang's nose is not an easy task.

Lu Jiang stretched out his arm, easily grabbed Liu Ying by the back of her collar, and pulled her back.

"I asked you before if you wanted to go back, but you refused. It's too late to change your mind now."

The firefly's heart is ashen.

As expected, the two people sparring today are yesterday's winner, Feixiao, and now the crestfallen Liuying.

On the abandoned arena of fighting spirit.

"I really don't understand what you're so nervous about?"

“You’re not weak either. You might not even be a match for Fei Xiao.” Lu Jiang said.

"I...I'm just nervous!" Liu Ying said with a dark face.

Lu Jiang didn't bother with Liu Ying either; the battle was about to begin, and Liu Ying couldn't escape anyway.

Before long, Liu Ying was forcibly pushed onto the large arena. (End of Chapter)