Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

"Dad, what are you thinking about?" Just as Ning Fengzhi was lost in thought, Ning Rongrong gracefully approached, carrying a cup of tea. She wore a long, azure dress, the jewels at the hem sparkling in the sunlight like stars. Compared to the previous Soul Master Competition, Ning Rongrong was now an adult, her delicate features appearing even more mature and elegant, like a noble lady, exuding an air of unparalleled confidence.

"I'm thinking about some sect matters." Ning Fengzhi was brought back to reality by her voice, and a warm smile appeared on his face, but a trace of bitterness was hidden in his heart.

"Level 44," Ning Rongrong's voice rang out softly, indicating her current Soul Master level. Compared to Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu, and Yu Tianheng back in the day, having such strength at the age of twenty was truly the mark of a top-tier genius. However, since her daughter was a support Soul Master, her brilliance always seemed slightly dimmed.

But when he thought of his peers, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. He had heard that Zhu Zhuqing from Blazing Fire Academy and Shui Bing'er from Heavenly Water Academy had already reached the Title Douluo level.

They are the same age, yet their abilities are so vastly different, it's truly disheartening, like those unattainable stars.

"If Rongrong hadn't been released back then, things might have been very different."

Ning Fengzhi pondered to himself, his heart filled with both anticipation and regret for his daughter's future.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

"Dad, what are you thinking about? Rongrong has been in here for so long." Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Fengzhi's absent-minded expression and couldn't help but wonder.

"nothing."

Ning Rongrong walked gracefully to the table, carrying an exquisite tea tray. She bowed slightly, gently placed the tray down, and then bent down to pick up the pot of tea, which emitted a faint fragrance. Her tilted posture revealed a touch of tenderness. She carefully poured Ning Fengzhi a cup of hot tea. The tea shimmered with golden light in the sunlight, as if it were filled with her care and love.

“Dad,” she said softly, her tone gentle and comforting, “I can now help with the sect’s affairs, so please don’t worry too much. Your health is the most important thing.” As she finished speaking, a determined light shone in her eyes, as if conveying her resolve and confidence.

"Moreover, I have several older brothers who help me out."

Perhaps because she hadn't appeared in public for so long, Ning Rongrong's personality was completely different from before.
The thought of those good-for-nothings almost made Ning Fengzhi choke on his tea.

However, he has now sent 30% of his disciples to support the front line, which can be considered as doing right by Xue Qinghe.

As for Leosley
Ning Fengzhi didn't know what they were going to do, but he had a feeling that something big was about to happen.

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Meanwhile, on the front lines.

Jialing Pass was now engulfed in flames. Thick smoke obscured the night sky, and flames soared into the heavens, turning the earth a blood-red hue. The banners of the Star Luo army fluttered in the fierce wind, and the war drums thundered, rolling across the land like lightning. The shouts of soldiers mingled with the clang of clashing swords, making the entire battlefield resemble a boiling hell. Dai Mubai, clad in golden armor, stood at the forefront of the battle, his gaze piercing as he stared intently at the distant walls of Jialing Pass. In his hand, he gripped a longsword, its blade still stained with blood.

"Your Majesty, Jialing Pass has fallen. What should we do next?" Dai Tianyang rode forward and asked in a low voice.

Dai Mubai's lips curled into a cold smile, his voice low and menacing: "Order the entire army to continue the advance and seize the heart of Tiandou! I will let Xue Qinghe know the might of Xingluo! I will let them know what the power of a god is!"

Dai Mubai's words struck like a heavy hammer, deeply affecting the hearts of every Star Luo soldier. On the battlefield, the wind howled, mingling with the crackling of flames, and the air was thick with the stench of blood and acrid smells. The soldiers' gazes were all fixed on Dai Mubai, their eyes burning with fervor and awe.

Without hesitation, Dai Tianyang turned around, waved the battle flag in his hand, and shouted loudly: "All troops, listen to my command! Continue the advance and take the heart of Tiandou!"

"Roar—!" The Star Luo army's response was deafening, shaking the ground slightly. The soldiers raised their weapons, the blades gleaming coldly in the firelight, their morale soaring to its peak.

Dai Mubai raised his longsword high, its blade pointing straight to the sky, and roared, "Forward!"

His voice boomed like thunder, instantly igniting the atmosphere across the entire battlefield. The soldiers of the Star Luo Army responded in unison, advancing with perfectly synchronized steps. Their footsteps were heavy and powerful, as if the earth itself trembled. Every soldier's face was filled with determination and fighting spirit; their eyes held no fear, only a thirst for victory.

Dai Mubai rode forward, his golden armor gleaming in the firelight, like a war god descending. His figure was tall and upright, each step carrying an unstoppable momentum. Behind him, countless banners fluttered in the wind, and the star-studded emblems shone brightly in the night.

The damaged city gates were engulfed in flames, thick smoke billowed, and flames soared into the sky. The remaining Tian Dou defenders on the city walls continued to put up a fierce resistance, raining arrows down on the Xing Luo army, but they could no longer stop this ferocious force.

Dai Mubai swung his longsword sharply and shouted, "Charge in! Leave no survivors!"

His command was like a bolt of lightning, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of the entire army. The Star Luo soldiers roared and charged towards the city walls, ladders were erected, archers provided dense cover fire, and infantry swarmed forward. The Tian Dou defenders on the walls fought desperately, but facing an enemy several times their size, their defenses were already on the verge of collapse.

Dai Mubai personally led an elite force, scaling the city walls using siege ladders. His movements were as agile as a leopard, leaping to the top of the wall in a few bounds. His longsword flashed, each strike claiming the life of an enemy. Beside him, Star Luo soldiers followed closely, engaging in a brutal hand-to-hand combat.

Dai Mubai's longsword drew a sharp arc in the air, blood splattering along the blade and splashing onto his golden armor, reflecting a dazzling crimson. His steps were steady and swift, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly, as if an invisible force surged beneath his feet. The surrounding Star Luo soldiers followed closely, their eyes burning with fanatical battle intent, their weapons wielding with ever more ferocity.

The Heavenly Dou defenders on the city walls put up a final, desperate resistance. Their faces were covered in sweat and dust, their weapons heavy, yet they gritted their teeth and held their ground. However, against the elite troops led by Dai Mubai, their defenses were as fragile as paper, gradually torn apart and crumbling. (End of Chapter)