Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

Everything was fine, and the crowd left the open space.

"Let's go inside and sit down!" Ning Fengzhi was about to lift his foot when he suddenly remembered something.

Turning around, my eyelids twitched instantly.

Watching her daughter constantly nibbling at Ye Qiu, she felt a little tired.

He said seriously, "Ye Qiu!"

"Uncle Ning?" Ye Qiu immediately pushed Ning Rongrong's little face away and looked at him in confusion.

"Go visit Qinghe later. He was attacked and seriously injured a few days ago!"

Chapter 207 Evil Blood

Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Ye Qiu's joy was quickly dissipated.

For a moment, they were stunned and stood there.

Somewhat uncertainly asked:

"Uncle Ning, did you just say... His Highness the Crown Prince is seriously injured?!"

"Well, that's right!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded solemnly, then turned his back again and continued walking into the house, his voice still ringing out.

"A few days ago, Qinghe was assassinated just after leaving the palace. He was pierced by a hidden arrow and almost died!"

"What?! Senior Brother Qinghe almost died?! Grandpa Bone, who did this?"

Ning Rongrong was still basking in the joy of becoming Ye Qiu's fiancée when this news jolted her back to reality.

That's the Crown Prince of the Empire! Who on earth dares to be so audacious?!

Bone Douluo glanced at Ye Qiu.

"We were just talking about this. If you want to know anything else, let's sit down and talk it over!"

Without saying anything more, Jian and Gu followed Ning Fengzhi away.

Ye Qiu stood there, stunned.

Now I finally understand why the Qianjun and Jiangmo brothers suddenly left Soto City and headed to the Heavenly Dou Imperial City!

It turns out... Qian Renxue was assassinated!

"Xiao Qiu... what's wrong?"

Xiao Wu gently pushed him.

Ye Qiu then came to his senses.

She shook her head gently: "It's nothing, let's go inside first. I imagine you must be tired of standing!"

"No, I'm not tired at all!"

Ning Rongrong put her arm around his, smiling broadly, showing no signs of fatigue.

His eyes swept over the side.

Zhu Zhuqing was also somewhat dazed for some reason.

He smiled wryly.

"Zhu Qing might really be tired, after all, she has such a heavy burden..."

"Rongrong... I'm not tired at all, I'm already used to it!"

Zhu Zhuqing realized what was happening, dodged the outstretched claws, and gave her a shy, glaring look.

For some reason, Ning Rongrong always liked to tease her.

Is it simply because I'm so much better than her?!

I glanced at Ning Rongrong with a strange look; her place was already quite large.

She spread some of the blush from her own face onto Ning Rongrong.

"Alright, let's hurry up and catch up!" Ye Qiu sighed and pinched Ning Rongrong in his arms, rolling his eyes and making a face.

Everyone returned to the hall and sat down.

"Rongrong, can you be a little more careful!" Ning Fengzhi, sitting in the main seat, had a dark face and was jabbing the floor with his cane.

Looking at her daughter who kept trying to squeeze into Ye Qiu's arms and sit on his lap, she was filled with disappointment and frustration!

Even though he has already agreed to your relationship, there's no need to be so blatant about it, is there?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ning Rongrong, who had successfully settled into her seat, felt extremely uncomfortable.

He had no choice but to lower his head and sit down next to Xiao Wu.

"Uh... Uncle Ning, who was it that assassinated His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Ye Qiu looked somewhat embarrassed, but he couldn't wait to ask the question that was on his mind.

Ning Fengzhi's complexion warmed up, and he shook his head.

It looked like he was shaking his head, but it also looked like he was nodding.

"I don't know exactly who it is, but we already have a suspect!"

"I wonder which faction Uncle Ning suspects?"

"I don't know!"

"Don't understand?" Ye Qiu was almost completely baffled by him.

"Hmm! I don't know!" Ning Fengzhi nodded again, and then continued:

"That person's name is Xie Xue. He was brought back by the avalanche. The reason we suspect him is because the timing is somewhat coincidental!"

"Qinghe was assassinated the day before Xue Beng returned from his soul-hunting expedition!"

"Evil blood? Bringed back from the avalanche!?" Ye Qiu was stunned.

This inexplicable change made him frown.

"But... Uncle Ning, this coincidence in timing alone doesn't seem enough to make you draw that conclusion, does it?"

“That’s definitely not enough!” Ning Fengzhi nodded in agreement and gave him an appreciative look.

He stared at Ye Qiu with a serious expression.

"But... what if the appearance of this person could give Xue Beng, who originally had no chance of winning in the competition for the throne, the ability to rival Qinghe?"

"What?!" Ye Qiu was shocked. How could one person possibly have such power!

"Could it be that the evil blood's cultivation level is very high?"

"Kid, you guessed right, he is indeed very strong!" Sword Douluo's voice was tinged with solemnity.

"After Avalanche introduced him to Snow Night, he immediately became an imperial honoree! Fengzhi and I also attended the banquet and met him!"

"I can tell you definitively that he is a genuine level 98 Title Douluo! With that kind of cultivation... perhaps only me and Old Bones together could contend with him!"

"Level 98?!"

Ye Qiu was so surprised he couldn't close his mouth, and his mind suddenly became a little confused.

How come he's never heard of this Title Douluo?!

"Grandpa Sword, you're not kidding, are you? Even with the buffs Dad gave you, you still can't beat that guy?"

Ning Rongrong looked at him in surprise, somewhat incredulous.

She had always believed that her two grandfathers were among the strongest people on the continent.

"Grandpa Jian, I'm not joking. What I just described included Feng Zhi!"

Sword Douluo sighed helplessly.

I had no choice but to make things clearer.

"The difference between Title Douluos might not be significant within level 95, but the gap becomes enormous above level 95!"

"At the same time, the breakthroughs after level 95 are extremely difficult, requiring not only the accumulation of soul power but also comprehension!"

"A level 96 Title Douluo has 20% more soul power than a level 95 Title Douluo, and a level 97 Title Douluo has 30% more soul power than a level 96 Title Douluo! And so on... You can see the difference just from their soul power!"

Zhu Zhuqing and the other girls listened quietly; they really didn't know much about these things.

Now it sounds quite novel and appealing...

Bone Douluo, standing to the side, couldn't help but say:

"Rongrong, your Grandpa Sword isn't lying. This old bone of mine is also stuck at level 95, and hasn't broken through for many years!"

Of those present, only Bone Douluo probably has the most authority to speak.

Although he fought Sword Douluo his whole life, he had to admit that he was indeed inferior to him in some ways.

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo chuckled and looked at Bone Douluo with a mocking expression.

"Hey...actually, your soul power was already more than enough, you just lacked a bit of enlightenment. Who told you to be less focused than me? Otherwise, you would have broken through to level ninety-six long ago!"