Douluo Dalu: The Frozen Throne

Chapter 75: Mr. Zhao's analysis, suppressing Wu Feng at a glance

After a brief conversation, Shu Yan chuckled and asked:

"Why, Sect Master Ning, are you here to worship your ancestors this time?"

Ning Xiangxue maintained a gentle smile on her face and nodded slightly.

"This is the iron rule passed down by my Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. No matter how busy I am, this iron rule cannot be broken."

"understand…"

Shu Yan smiled again and then spoke softly.

"In that case, we won't bother Sect Master Ning. We were asked to come here to handle some minor matters. We didn't expect to meet Sect Master Ning and his men by chance. We still have important things to do. What a pity! If we were free, we would definitely go to the legendary Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect with Sect Master Ning. But due to reality, I'm afraid we don't have this opportunity."

Ning Xiangxue's expression froze for a moment, then she chuckled and said:

"The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect always welcomes all friends. If you are free, please come and have a seat. The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will definitely treat you as a distinguished guest..."

Shu Yan waved his hand, his eyes met the gaze behind Ning Xiangxue for a moment, and then said:

"In that case, Sect Master Ning, I'll see you later..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people from the Jiubao Liuli Sect wisely made way. Shu Yan and the three girls walked past them. Bingdi secretly waved his fist at Wu Lao, who had a bitter look on his face. He didn't know why this seemingly cold and beautiful strong man always looked at him strangely.

But fortunately, Bingdi did not make any other moves, which made Wu Lao's wildly beating little heart feel a little better.

After Shu Yan and the other three were completely in sight, Ning Xiangxue finally breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the broken boulder next to her, then took the silk scarf from Ning Tian's hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"I really don't know where these four people came from. Each of them has such a terrifying aura. If it weren't for Elder Wu and Elder Zhao, I'm afraid I, the leader of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, would have made a fool of myself in public..."

Ning Xiangxue paused for a while before speaking bitterly.

Mr. Zhao, who had been silent all this time, spoke up at this moment:

"Master, there is something I don't know whether I should say or not..."

Ning Xiangxue returned the scarf to Ning Tianhou, nodded, and then said:

"Mr. Zhao, if you have anything to say, you can speak frankly. We are all family here, so there is no need to hesitate."

Mr. Zhao was silent for a moment, then he spoke:
"I heard the old witch talk about those two strong men before. At first, I thought he was making a big deal out of nothing. It wasn't until I saw them myself today that I realized what the old witch said was true..."

"I am already at level ninety-five, but apart from those two boys and girls, I felt a terror that cannot be described in words from the other two women."

“If I really have to describe how I feel about those two women… To be honest, I have seen Taotie Douluo from Shrek Academy once. He is so powerful that I can only look up to him. But I have a feeling that even Taotie Douluo is inferior to that white-haired woman…”

The silk scarf in Ning Tian's hand slipped straight out of her hand, and then was carried away by the violent sandstorm and drifted away to who knows where.

Ning Xiangxue opened her mouth slightly, and for a moment she didn't know how to start.

The same was true for Red Dragon Douluo Wu Lao. He wiped the nonexistent cold sweat from his forehead and felt extremely lucky for a moment. After a long while, Ning Xiangxue said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Zhao...according to what you mean, are you saying that the white-haired woman is actually an Ultimate Douluo?"

Mr. Zhao hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head.

"I am not sure whether she is an Extreme Douluo or not, but I am sure that her strength is definitely not inferior to that of a Taotie Douluo. This is the only thing I am sure of."

After a long time, Ning Xiangxue rubbed her brows and said with some melancholy:

"Yeah……"

"She is as strong as Taotie Douluo. The dark green-haired woman beside her is at least a Super Douluo. The spirit power levels of the two boys and girls are also hidden. At least I can't see through them from behind. Sigh... With such a configuration, it is hard to imagine which major force or hidden sect they are from..."

Just when everyone was silent, a small voice suddenly came from the corner:

"That... that person's aura is terrifying. She just glanced at me, and I felt my martial spirit being completely suppressed. Even my soul seemed to be frozen..."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, but were surprised to find that the person who spoke was Wu Feng, who had always been following Ning Tian.

But Wu Feng's appearance at this moment was in stark contrast to her usual proud appearance. She was curled up under a rock like an abandoned puppy. Her originally rosy skin was now completely pale, and even her lips were bitten and bleeding.

"breeze!"

Ning Tian exclaimed, then quickly stepped forward to help the trembling Wu Feng up, and asked with concern:

"Xiaofeng, how are you?"

Wu Feng hugged Ning Tian's waist, shook his head slightly, looked at the people who had gathered around him and the trembling expression on Wu Lao's face, and then said intermittently:
"I... I'm fine, it's just that my martial soul and spirit power are suppressed. The man who just talked to Aunt Ning has a very powerful ice-attributed martial soul, and so does his sister. They just glanced at me casually, and I... felt as if all the blood in my body was frozen... It's really scary..."

As he spoke, a tear slid down from the corner of Wu Feng's eye and then fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other, then Ning Xiangxue took a deep breath, looked at Wu Lao and asked:
"Wu Lao, do you feel anything?"

Wu Lao frowned and said in a heavy tone:

"Master, I am not lying. The aura leaked by those four people from beginning to end was too weak. Lao Zhao was able to discover some clues because of the characteristics of his own martial spirit. I... really didn't feel anything. In addition, my attention was not on this aspect. Even if I really explored it, I could only come to the same conclusion as Xiaofeng..."

The expression on the old face of Divine Douluo Zhao Lao, who was standing nearby, could not be seen clearly. He leaned down and transferred some pure soul power to Wu Feng. Then he gently placed a finger on the back of Wu Feng's neck. Immediately, Wu Feng fell asleep.

"I have transferred some soul power to Xiaofeng. Let her sleep quietly for a while. The suppression of martial soul attributes is unsolvable. Not to mention that Xiaofeng has been suppressed and frightened. What she said should be true."

"The fire attribute of the red dragon spirits of Old Wu and Xiaofeng is already the best in the world. The only spirit that can beat the red dragon in fire attribute is the evil fire phoenix of Shrek's inner courtyard. The boy is no more than fifteen years old, and his cultivation should be around the Soul King level. We didn't detect any soul power fluctuations just now, and the opponent didn't have to deliberately target Xiaofeng. The young sect master didn't feel anything at all. Only a trace of breath leakage could have such a big impact on Xiaofeng. There is only one reason..."

Elder Zhao said in a deep voice. He looked at Wu Feng, whose brows were furrowed even though he was asleep, and then looked at the people who were worried and astonished. Then he said word by word:
"The brother and sister's martial spirits are both extremely powerful ice-attributed martial spirits. The level of their martial spirit ice attribute is extremely high, and it is even possible that they have reached the legendary extreme..."

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(End of this chapter)