Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Lu Jun finally raised his eyes, his gaze calmly sweeping over the furious Qian Gu Dongfeng before finally locking onto the composed Qian Gu Die Ting like a predator. Completely ignoring the former's roar, he spoke directly to the main character, his tone carrying an undisguised mockery:

"Old tortoise, you've been hiding in your shell for so long, finally decided to come out? You injured my teacher, how do you think we should settle this score?"

"Who's your family member? She's not your family member!"

Qian Gu Dong Feng was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on; it instantly bristled and roared first, trying to regain some momentum verbally.

Lu Jun finally turned his gaze to him, his eyes looking at him as if he were a clown:
"Could it be that it belongs to your family?"

Provoked by this disdainful look, Qian Gu Dong Feng blurted out:

"If she agrees, I'm ready anytime!"

Lu Jun, who had long known about Qian Gu Dong Feng's twisted obsession with Leng Yao Zhu, nodded in agreement.

An undisguised sarcasm appeared on his face, and he began to speak in a sarcastic tone:

"Oh? You have a family now, right? Your son and grandson are quite grown up, aren't they?"

"Besides, how old are you, you disrespectful old man? You're already a grandfather. I don't even know if that place still has any function. You're like a horny teddy bear, trying to mark everything, like a toad dreaming of eating swan meat."

He looked Qian Gu Dong Feng up and down, his tone utterly humiliating:
"Why don't you take a piss and look at your own face? Do you even deserve it?"

Faced with Lu Jun's extremely sarcastic remarks, Qian Gu Dongfeng's expression instantly became a colorful mix, turning from purple to green. He was so angry that his soul power fluctuated unstablely, and he roared in a fit of rage:

"What? What right do you have to make decisions for your teacher? You're just her disciple! Who gives you the right to tell her what to do?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun completely lost interest in arguing with him.

He simply raised his hand casually and waved it gently in the direction of the eternal east wind.

In an instant, water molecules and ice elements in the air condensed, and a gigantic hand made entirely of extreme ice, radiating a chilling aura, appeared out of thin air. With a soul-freezing temperature and overwhelming power, it seemed slow but was actually incredibly fast as it slapped towards the ancient east wind.

Seeing the palm strike coming with overwhelming force and unparalleled power, Qian Gu Dong Feng dared not be careless. He roared and his Panlong Staff martial spirit instantly possessed him, with his nine spirit rings shining brightly.

He pushed his quasi-god-level power to its limit, gripped the Panlong Staff tightly with both hands, and fiercely met the icy palm, attempting to shatter it.

However, he still greatly underestimated the terrifying power and level contained in this palm strike.

"boom--!!"

The moment the Ice Palm made contact with the Panlong Staff, Qian Gu Dongfeng felt an indescribable force flowing through the staff. His condensed soul power and indestructible martial spirit seemed so fragile in the face of this force.

The Dragon Staff let out a mournful cry. His tiger's mouth split open, blood gushing out. He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. The blood spurting from his mouth drew a dazzling crimson line in the pre-dawn light. His figure flew backward in a sorry state, crashing into a distant building and causing a series of loud collapses.

With a single slap, a casual wave of the hand, a quasi-god level Limit Douluo, the current patriarch of the Ancient Clan, was sent flying, severely injured and coughing up blood.

This scene left all the members of the ancient family who witnessed it completely dumbfounded, their minds blank, and even their fear seemed to be frozen by this comprehensible sight.

Even the ever-composed Qian Gu Die Ting, seeing his son so easily sent flying, his cloudy old eyes suddenly narrowed, staring intently at Lu Jun. His hoarse voice, like rusty metal scraping together, carried an unprecedented gravity:
"Little brat, so young, yet so ruthless, and his strength is unfathomable. No wonder he dared to come to the gates of my ancient family all by himself, and his tone is so arrogant."

He abruptly changed the subject, attempting to seize the moral high ground:
"That little girl from the Leng family is overestimating herself and has taken the lead in challenging the authority of my Qian Gu family, attempting to overturn tradition and replace us as the master of the Spirit Pagoda. So we should naturally punish her to set an example for others."

"I have already shown mercy by sparing her life; that is already an act of kindness."

"You've come to my door without any explanation, injuring my people and destroying my clan. Do you really think my centuries of cultivation are just for show, that I wouldn't dare kill you?"

Before he finished speaking, Qian Gu Die Ting began to exude a faint yet terrifying aura. The surrounding space began to violently distort and collapse due to his increased power. The pressure of a peak quasi-god was like a tangible tide, surging and crushing towards Lu Jun, attempting to forcibly reverse the situation of being completely suppressed by Lu Jun.

However, the terrifying pressure that was enough to instantly break the mind and disintegrate the body of an ordinary Title Douluo vanished without a trace when it reached a three-foot radius around Lu Jun, without even causing a ripple.

Lu Jun remained standing in the same spot, not even flinching at the hem of his clothes, his expression chillingly calm.

"kill me?"

Lu Jun seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. He shook his head slightly, his eyes revealing a condescending, almost pitying expression.

"You alone are worthy enough?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Gu Die Ting frowned deeply, his heart filled with a mixture of anger and apprehension. Just as he was about to say something more, Qian Gu Dong Feng, who had just struggled out of the ruins, with blood still dripping from his mouth and looking like a madman, roared:
"Father, why waste any more words with him? Let's join forces and use all our strength to suppress this fiend here, so that the whole world will know that our family will never be dishonored!"

A fierce glint flashed in Qian Gu Die Ting's eyes. He knew there was no turning back now, and he had to fight with all his might.
"Very well, let's take him down and teach him a lesson he won't forget."

Two roars rang out almost simultaneously, and two enormous dragon-coiled staffs shot into the sky, spreading a powerful aura.

Around Qian Gu Die Ting, nine spirit rings spread out almost instantly. Their color was nine bright red, blood-red spirit rings, each a hundred thousand years old, radiating terrifying energy fluctuations.

Regardless of how he achieved it, at this moment, he truly possesses nine blood-red soul rings.

The previous master of the Spirit Pagoda displayed his profound knowledge and formidable strength, truly deserving of the title of the strongest member of the ancient family.

In his view, although Lu Jun was strange, his soul power level was clearly only level ninety-eight.

The slap that sent the ancient east wind flying just now was most likely due to some secret technique or a successful sneak attack.

Otherwise, how could a mere level 98 possibly confront or even crush a near-god?

Unfortunately, the standards he used to measure the common sense of the world were not applicable to Lu Jun, who was beyond the norm.

The oppressive force that Qian Gu Die Ting possessed, which seemed to pierce through heaven and earth, suddenly magnified tenfold. He swung the dragon-coiled staff in his hand, which seemed capable of supporting the sky, and with a will to destroy everything, he smashed it down on Lu Jun's head like a blot out the sun.

It was his signature skill that made him famous, enabling him to fight against heaven and earth!

On the other side, Qian Gu Dongfeng, suppressing his injuries, roared and poured all his soul power into the Panlong Staff. Together with his father, the two giant staffs, seemingly capable of shaking the heavens and earth, sealed off all of Lu Jun's escape routes, and simultaneously unleashed their full power. (End of Chapter)