In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

He was just worried about not having a chance to give his granddaughter an opportunity. Her words reminded him of that.

After all, he wasn't as wealthy as Ning Fengzhi, who bought Tian Dou's national treasure as a gift upon meeting him.

But the requirements for being a maid aren't that high, are they?

Thinking of this, Dugu Bo couldn't help but glance at his granddaughter.

She's quite good-looking. It's just that she needs to change her personality.

"Humph!"

Dugu Yan instantly understood Poison Douluo's meaning and was immediately enraged. "How can you be such a grandfather? You're so eager to betray your own granddaughter!"

At the same time.

The gates of Wuhun City opened.

A figure dressed in white, Ju Douluo, slowly stepped out. "Old Poisoner, I've arrived. Are you too afraid to come out?"

His aura was calm and composed, and his strength as a level 95 Title Douluo was chilling.

Is this the terror of a Title Douluo?

Countless Soul Masters were secretly alarmed, but their eyes widened in disbelief.

This is a legendary Title Douluo!

It would be a waste not to take a second look.

"Hmph. You chrysanthemum gate, I've been here for ages. Stop patting yourself on the back."

At this moment, Dugu Bo, dressed in green, flew into the scene.

Is this Dugu Bo?

But why does it seem a little different from what's said?

So much for "passable"... Ugh, it's more like "a little green" (meaning unappealing).

His colleague, Kikudora, also noticed this, his pupils shrinking slightly. "How...did you become like this?"

His voice showed a great fluctuation. Dugu Bo's change really surprised him.

"Hehe, I've become younger and more handsome. However, you still don't have a chance, because I have absolutely no interest in someone like you who is half human and half demon."

Dugu Bo would certainly not give up the opportunity to strike his opponent.

"you wanna die!"

Ju Douluo was burning with rage; if he could, he would tear Dugu Bo's mouth apart.

He opened his palm. A faint yellow aura appeared in his palm, gradually changing from yellow to purple, and in the center of that purple aura...

A glimmer of golden light.

Amidst the purple light, a large chrysanthemum blooms, displaying a magnificent purple hue. Strangely, each petal of the chrysanthemum appears fuzzy and exceptionally cute.

The entire chrysanthemum is a single, unified flower, yet it exudes no fragrance. The central stamen rises more than half a foot above the petals, and the tip of the stamen shimmers with a faint golden light.

It was his martial spirit, the wondrous Tongtian Chrysanthemum!

"This Title Douluo's martial soul is actually a plant?"

"Heh, you're quite ignorant. Don't let its plant appearance fool you; it's an extraordinary offensive martial soul!"

The strength of a Title Douluo has once again refreshed the worldview of ordinary Soul Masters.

"Haha, that hit the nail on the head, didn't it?" Poison Douluo clapped his hands and laughed. The two had been fighting for many years.

In terms of actual strength, he was never as good as his opponent. But in verbal sparring, he always had the upper hand.

That's one advantage.

Of course, the price paid was also quite heavy.

He got beaten up quite a few times.

However, despite his words, he dared not be careless in the slightest when he saw Chrysanthemum Douluo activate his soul rings.

"Martial Soul Possession!" With a clear shout, a coiled, emerald-green giant python appeared behind Dugu Bo.

It flicked its tongue, which was several meters long, and its appearance was extremely terrifying.

Chrysanthemum Douluo, his old rival, was somewhat incredulous: "Your soul power has actually reached level ninety-four??"

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Chrysanthemum Douluo Makes His Move

"This Poison Douluo has actually reached level ninety-four?"

"Is he hiding his true strength? He was clearly level 92 when he attacked a while ago!"

Many people found it hard to believe when they received this news.

It's important to understand that for a Title Douluo to advance one level in strength is even more difficult than for a Soul Master below the Title Douluo level to leapfrog a major realm.

For many years, Poison Douluo's cultivation level had not made much progress, so how could it not be shocking that he had improved by two levels in a row?

How did he manage to do that?

This thought popped into the minds of countless people.

"Don't worry. Old Chrysanthemum is quite strong. Even a level 94 Poison Douluo would be no match for him."

As Kiku Douluo's partner for many years, Kiku Douluo is quite confident in his old partner's strength.

Is the defense of the Qirong Tongtianju so easy to break through?

Moreover, this martial spirit itself has an extremely strong resistance to poison.

Judging from this situation, it seems that Chrysanthemum Dorothy is still crushing the old poison.

"Not bad. I'm familiar with the old poison master's toxicity. It's a soft control type, quite effective against Soul Masters of a lower level, but less effective against those stronger than oneself."

The control effect of the Soul Master is greatly weakened.

Furthermore, Elder Ju's martial soul is the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, possessing extremely powerful offensive, defensive, and poison resistance abilities. Let alone the fact that the Old Poison Master's strength is level ninety-four. Even if they were both...

Even at level 95, Elder Ju is still dominating him.

Only after focusing their attention on what was behind Ghost Douluo did the powerful figures of the Spirit Hall realize who had spoken.

He was an old man, dressed in simple clothes, of medium build and average build. He appeared unremarkable.

It's like someone who can be ignored by everyone.

However, no one present dared to ignore him, because he was also a super strong person at the Title Douluo level.

The Porcupine Douluo, whose poisonous skills strike fear into the hearts of all.

"But why do I feel it can't be that simple? After all, this Poison Douluo isn't stupid; he must have something to rely on to act so arrogantly."

Beside him, the imposing Serpent Spear Douluo, clad in golden armor, frowned slightly, a vague unease creeping into his heart.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. Chrysanthemum Pass and Old Poison have been locked in a love-hate relationship for so many years. If it weren't for Old Poison's unique soul skill and soul bone, he would always be able to escape when things get really bad."

He fled for his life. Chrysanthemum Pass had already left him battered and bruised, with wounds scattered all over the ground.

Even if the old poison master's strength has increased by two levels this time, so what? Can he turn the world upside down? Although level 95 strength isn't particularly strong, it's still passable.

But while level 94 and level 95 may seem like only one level apart, the real difference is beyond your imagination.

Ghost Douluo said disdainfully.

Is this even human language?

Level 95 isn't strong enough... it's just passable... I really feel bad for you, Elder Ghost.

It's obviously an old Versailles.

The group of powerful figures from the Spirit Hall secretly despised them.

On the other side, Sword Douluo also frowned slightly.

"Sect Master, can Poison Douluo really win?"

"Heh, you shouldn't have asked me that. Don't you trust Poison Douluo or Mr. Lin?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly, appearing confident and assured. "Uncle Jian, just wait until Poison Douluo wins, then stop the other Spirit Hall experts from interfering in the battle and protect Dugu Bo'an."

"Once he leaves, everything between us is settled."

Sword Douluo was relieved to hear Ning Fengzhi say that.

"clear."

On the battlefield.

"Third Soul Skill: Aura Barrier".

Ju Douluo snorted coldly, raising the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum high in his palm. Suddenly, a golden ball of light exploded.

Then the golden halo suddenly expanded.

"Oh no, get out of there!"

"No, it's too late."

Within a 500-meter radius, everything was covered by this soul skill. Instantly, the nearby soul masters were horrified.

They wanted to get away from this area, but it was simply impossible.

"Pfft."

"Pfft."

Soul Masters whose strength is lower than the Soul Saint level are like dumplings being dropped into a pot. They are all crushed to the ground by the terrifying pressure of the realm combined with powerful soul power.

Titled Douluo, terrifying indeed!

Five hundred meters away, the Soul Master was overjoyed.

Luckily I was far away, otherwise I would be the one lying on the ground.

Keep in mind that this is only the aftermath of a soul skill.

What kind of pressure must Poison Douluo, who was truly at the center of this aura barrier, have endured?