Douluo Continent: Targeted Thoughts, Winning Over Bibi Dong at the Start

Despite the terrifying pressure that threatened to crush him, Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth, struggled to raise his head, and looked directly at Golden Crocodile Douluo, asking, "May I ask, Your Majesty, what kind of explanation does the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School expect?"

A cold glint flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes as he slowly extended three fingers, his voice icy and domineering, echoing throughout the entire Seven Treasures Mountain: "My Spirit Hall has three conditions:"

First, give all of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's revenue for the next three years as compensation to the Spirit Hall!

Second, hand over three soul bones that are over ten thousand years old!

Third, send your eldest son, Ning Chen, and eldest daughter, Ning Rongrong, to the Spirit Hall for a period of time to study. Aren't you very interested in the Spirit Hall's "Meridian Cultivation Method"? Sending them to learn it, isn't that exactly what you want?

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School changed drastically.

Ning Fengzhi's face instantly turned deathly pale, and his previously composed expression completely crumbled. Without a second thought, he immediately and sternly refused: "Your Majesty, Golden Crocodile! My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can agree to the first and second conditions, but the third condition is absolutely unacceptable!"

"If Your Majesty insists on pressing this matter, Feng Zhi will have no choice but to summon the army of the Heaven Dou Empire today! Even if Your Majesty is a level 99 Limit Douluo, facing the Heaven Dou Empire's million-strong army, plus my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's thousands of Soul Masters, you'll probably have a headache, won't you? Even if Your Majesty isn't afraid, what about the young man beside you?"

Ning Fengzhi's last sentence was clearly threatening, and his gaze swept towards Qin Heng intentionally or unintentionally.

Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression instantly turned extremely ugly, and his eyes blazed with murderous intent. The phantom of the Golden Crocodile Dragon King let out a deafening roar, and its terrifying pressure surged once more!

"Are you threatening me?"

Ning Fengzhi felt a tightness in his chest from the sudden increase in pressure, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he still forced himself to say, "Your Majesty misunderstands, I am merely stating objective facts!"

The atmosphere instantly became tense. Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong simultaneously released their full auras, with the Seven Kill Sword and the phantom of the Bone Dragon appearing behind them, ready to strike at any moment. A great battle between top experts seemed imminent.

Just then, a clear voice, tinged with a faint smile, rang out, breaking the extremely tense atmosphere.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, since that's the case, let's give them a chance."

Qin Heng finally spoke, taking a small step forward. Golden Crocodile Douluo turned his head in perfect unison and asked in a deep voice, "Young Qin, what suggestions do you have?"

Qin Heng smiled slightly, his gaze calmly sweeping over Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo opposite him. He said loudly, "How about we have the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School send someone to challenge me? No age or cultivation limit. We'll have three one-on-one duels. If they can win one of my duels, the third condition will be null and void. Grandpa Golden Crocodile, what do you think?"

These words shocked everyone present.

A strong look of surprise flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. He never expected that the other party would make such a condition. The situation, which had reached a dead end, took an unexpected turn for the better.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin frowned slightly, while Bone Douluo Gu Rong's eyes flickered, both of them clearly assessing the feasibility of the proposal.

Golden Crocodile Douluo deliberately hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding: "Since young Qin has said so, I will give you this opportunity. Ning Fengzhi, what do you say?"

Ning Fengzhi accepted the offer almost without hesitation, clasping his hands in a fist salute. "Very well! As this young friend has suggested, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will accept!"

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the two children weren't sent directly to the Spirit Hall as hostages, there was still room for maneuver.

Moreover, this young man said that there are no age or cultivation level restrictions. Even if the younger generation is no match for him, they can simply swallow their pride and let the older generation of experts take action.

Seeing the smug look in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, Qin Heng's smile became even more meaningful.

"Since Sect Master Ning has agreed, let's begin!" Qin Heng stood with his hands behind his back, his voice clearly echoing throughout every corner of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School: "Three matches will be held in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's martial arts arena. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can send out any number of people. I will be next. I hope the younger generation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will not disappoint me."

As Qin Heng finished speaking, the terrifying pressure above the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School finally dissipated slowly.

Looking at Qin Heng's young yet confident face, Ning Fengzhi felt a strange sense of unease rising in his heart.

But this unease was quickly replaced by determination; he refused to believe that a mere teenager could cause any trouble.

After returning to the sect's main hall, Ning Fengzhi's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. He immediately summoned the most outstanding young experts of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. After repeated discussions and careful selection, he finally decided to let Kong Fanli, who was twenty-four years old this year, be the first to appear.

Kong Fanli possesses exceptional talent, having reached the level of a Soul Emperor at the age of 24. His Martial Soul is the rare, top-tier, powerful offensive beast Martial Soul, the Crimson Sun Peacock.

Kong Fanli's combat ability is among the best of his peers. Ning Fengzhi plans to use him to test Qin Heng's strength and also to encourage the sect's disciples.

At this moment, the martial arts training ground of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was already packed with people, with almost all the disciples of the school gathered there.

The stands surrounding the square were packed with people, and many young disciples had flames of anger and humiliation burning in their eyes as they stared intently at the black-robed figure in the center of the arena.

Qin Heng stood calmly in the center of the martial arts square, arms crossed, seemingly oblivious to the hostile gazes around him.

His posture was casual and composed, even carrying a hint of nonchalant arrogance.

A moment later, a tall, handsome young man strode into the square.

"I am Kong Fanli, my martial soul is the Crimson Sun Peacock, and I am a level 66 offensive-type Soul Emperor. Please enlighten me!" As soon as Kong Fanli finished speaking, he released his martial soul. In an instant, six soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—appeared neatly.

Crimson flames unfurled behind him like peacock tail feathers, the intense heat instantly distorting the air around the martial arts arena, creating an imposing sight.

Upon seeing this, many disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School cheered loudly, their morale boosted.

In contrast, Qin Heng merely glanced at the other party indifferently, a clear hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He slightly raised his chin, his voice not loud, yet clearly carrying throughout the entire plaza: "Qin Heng, Level 64 All-Around Soul Emperor, please enlighten me."

The voice just fell.

Kong Fanli felt a sudden, loud "buzz" in his brain, as if an invisible giant hammer had slammed into his mind.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible and terrifying mental force instantly engulfed him.

"Ah!" Kong Fanli let out a short, painful scream. His eyes instantly lost focus, and he fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the stone slabs of the martial arts square with a "bang," completely losing consciousness.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

The once bustling square seemed to have been put on pause at this moment.

All the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, their faces filled with disbelief.

This was just the beginning. They hadn't even used their soul skills yet. The opponent only said one sentence, and the first Soul Emperor sent out by the sect fell down without any resistance.

On the stands, Ning Fengzhi's face instantly turned extremely ugly, and the teacup in his hand was crushed into pieces with a "crack".

Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong exchanged a glance, their eyes simultaneously flashing with deep shock and solemnity.

"Is this a mental shock? And it's instantaneous and without any warning!" Chen Xin murmured, his grip on the Seven Kill Sword tightening involuntarily.

"Could this kid be a rare spirit-type soul master?" Gu Rong chimed in from the side.

Qin Heng remained with his arms crossed, his expression completely calm, as if he had merely swatted a fly. He glanced around the room and said in a low voice, "Next."

These three simple words struck the hearts of every disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School like a heavy hammer, causing their previously high anger and fighting spirit to waver strangely at this moment.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and turned to the elder beside him, whispering, "The plan has changed. A spirit-type soul master of the same level simply can't handle it. Send Shi Pengyu! Tell him to go all out and not hold back at all!"

Upon receiving Ning Fengzhi's order, an elder immediately ran to the back stands and quickly notified Shi Pengyu, who was already prepared, to take the stage.

A moment later, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties strode into the martial arts arena. He was burly and had a resolute face. His body was faintly surrounded by wisps of sharp sword intent, and even though he had not fully released his martial spirit, he gave people a feeling of sharpness and brilliance.

Shi Pengyu stopped ten meters in front of Qin Heng, his gaze sweeping over the young man nearly twenty years his junior. He said loudly, "Shi Pengyu, level 81 Power Attack-type Soul Douluo, Martial Soul Stone Pattern Greatsword, please enlighten me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spirit rings under his feet lit up instantly: two yellow, two purple, and four black, a total of eight spirit rings arranged in order, the optimal spirit ring ratio showing his solid foundation.

As a key offensive force cultivated by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Shi Pengyu's combat experience far surpasses that of ordinary Soul Douluos of the same level. The moment he summoned his Martial Soul, his fourth Soul Ring suddenly shone brightly, and a thick layer of earth-yellow Soul Power shield quickly enveloped his entire body.

The shield's surface was covered with fine stone patterns, appearing thick and heavy, yet it shimmered with a strange luster.

Qin Heng's gaze sharpened slightly. He could clearly sense that this shield could not only block soul power attacks, but also had a strong isolation effect on mental power. It was an extremely powerful defensive soul skill.

"Interesting!" Qin Heng murmured to himself, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

He summoned the Asura Armor Summoner, pressed the summon button, and the summoner fused with the arm armor.

One by one, the components of the Asura Armor materialized from the void: a ferocious yet magnificent helmet, and a full-body silver-white battle armor. The complete Asura Armor quickly assembled!

As the last gap closed perfectly, a terrifying aura of extreme coldness, ruthlessness, and domineering power suddenly erupted from Qin Heng.

The silver-white armor gleamed with a cold metallic light in the sunlight, and just standing there gave one a sense of oppression, as if facing an ancient ferocious beast.

The entire martial arts training ground fell silent instantly.

In the stands, Ning Fengzhi suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with shock, and couldn't help but exclaim, "This is his martial spirit? A complete set of armor?!"

Even the usually composed Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong showed surprise at the same time. They had originally thought Qin Heng was a rare mental-type Soul Master, skilled in illusions and mental attacks, but now it seemed that was not the case at all!

"A complete armor-type martial soul. In theory, the more area of ​​the body a martial soul covers, the better its quality. This martial soul can completely cover the entire body, and its style is so gorgeous. Its quality is definitely no less than my Seven Kill Sword," Chen Xin said in a serious tone.

"This kid is very likely a defensive-type Soul Master like me! No wonder he dares to be so arrogant." Bone Douluo Gu Rong also narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Old bones, this armor gives me a very dangerous feeling. That murderous intent is something that a simple defensive martial soul can't possess. This kid is probably more troublesome than we expected," Chen Xin warned.

Gu Rong frowned upon hearing this, clearly not expecting Chen Xin to have such a high opinion of the armor.

At this moment, on the martial arts training ground, Shi Pengyu saw Qin Heng dressed in full armor, and his expression became extremely solemn.

He originally thought that his level 81 soul power cultivation was enough to suppress his opponent, but at this moment he felt a strong sense of crisis from that silver-white armor.

But as a Soul Douluo, he was two major realms higher than Qin Heng, and a pillar carefully nurtured by the sect. He didn't believe he would lose!

"Come on! Let me see just how good you are!" Shi Pengyu shouted, gripping the massive stone-patterned heavy sword tightly with both hands.

His first, third, and fifth spirit rings flashed, and then his figure rushed towards Qin Heng like a heavy cannon, with a heavy sound of air being torn apart, and his momentum was fierce.

Qin Heng, clad in the Shura Armor, stood motionless with his arms crossed, merely watching Shi Pengyu charge towards him with a calm expression, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Qin Heng made a grasping motion with his right hand, and a silver-white longsword appeared in his hand.

Facing the charging Shi Pengyu, Qin Heng neither dodged nor evaded, but instead raised his sword to parry.

With a loud crash, the Asura Purgatory Blade and the Stone Pattern Heavy Sword collided. Qin Heng remained unmoved, while Shi Pengyu was forced back two steps by the recoil.

"How is this possible!" Shi Pengyu couldn't help but exclaim.

Qin Heng scoffed dismissively, "Your strength is so-so. I'll give you a chance to activate your Martial Soul True Body and attack with your strongest power, otherwise you won't have another chance!"

"A mere Soul Emperor is arrogant!" As he spoke, Shi Pengyu released his Martial Soul True Form, and his eighth Soul Ring flashed: "Eighth Soul Skill, Mountain-Splitting Moon-Shattering Cleave!"

Faced with Shi Pengyu's attack, Qin Heng finally showed a serious expression, and the spirit rings under his feet appeared: purple, purple, black, black, black, red!

When the blood-red sixth spirit ring appeared, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong were all so shocked that they stood up from their seats.

Qin Heng's first three spirit rings flashed in succession, his aura rising steadily. Then, with a flash of the fifth spirit ring, Qin Heng added 10 times the gravity to the Asura Purgatory Blade and slashed down, directly meeting Shi Pengyu's eighth spirit skill after he activated his Martial Soul True Form.

"when!!!"

After a loud bang, Shi Pengyu was sent flying backward, his martial spirit shattered. He crashed heavily into the wall of the training ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.

Qin Heng only took three steps back, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.

At this moment, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School fell silent, and no one dared to speak loudly anymore.