Douluo Continent: I Have a Nameless Law

Boom boom boom!!!

Golden and purple light clashed as both sides went all out from the start, wanting to prove their current strength.

A terrifying surge of soul power was surging, and in an instant, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.

The two sides clashed, and their mere presence alone put immense pressure on everyone watching from afar, including the level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo, who led his group to retreat to a safer distance once more.

"Is this what battles between Limit Douluos are like?"

Chen Xin's gaze was heavy. Was this the very being his father had challenged back then?

The aftermath of the battle alone terrified him, and he couldn't imagine the terrible pressure his father had faced at the time.

I didn't originally intend to arrange this battle, but Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu are old brothers who became friends after a fight.

After not fighting for more than a decade, it seems unreasonable not to have a fight now that we've finally found the time.

Chapter 67 Ning Fengzhi's Thoughts

Although both Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen used their full strength, it was only their normal full strength. Neither of them used divine power, and the other did not use the ring explosion.

This battle was still only at the limit that the two could reach without using their trump cards, and it was also the best test of their respective strengths.

Go all out, without using your trump cards.

Even so, the battle was still earth-shattering, with terrifying turbulent flows of soul power sweeping across the entire valley.

The six-winged angel truly lives up to its hexagonal martial soul reputation; in terms of power, Qian Daoliu is in no way inferior to Tang Chen.

The sword and hammer collided again before separating, and Tang Chen landed on the ground, his Haotian Hammer suddenly growing larger.

"The Great Sumeru Hammer!!"

Boom! Whoosh!

The ground instantly cracked and caved in, and Tang Chen's figure transformed into a cannonball, flying into the sky. The Haotian Hammer, now a hundred meters long, crashed down with a deafening roar.

"The true form of an angel!"

Qian Daoliu dared not be careless at all, and directly activated his Martial Soul True Body, doubling all his attributes. The hundred-meter-tall six-winged angel Martial Soul swung the holy sword in his hand and collided with the Clear Sky Hammer, which carried the force of thunder.

As for hiding?

Again.

Should I avoid his sharp edge?

boom!!!

A massive mushroom cloud shot into the sky, and the terrifying shockwave destroyed everything in its path.

"Oh no, Martial Soul True Form!!"

Almost simultaneously, everyone watching from afar widened their eyes and activated their Martial Soul True Forms. Ning Fengzhi went all out to assist the strongest player present, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

A giant golden crocodile, several tens of meters long, coiled up, protecting everyone behind it. The others formed layers of protection, which blocked all the aftershocks of the explosion.

Gu Han, Bibi Dong, Ning Fengzhi, and Tang Hao were tightly protected in the middle by a group of Title Douluos and Soul Douluos, and were not affected by any impact.

"So powerful, is this the true strength of a level 99 character...?"

Everyone, including the worshippers, was deeply shocked. They had witnessed extreme battles before, but never one as intense or terrifying as this one.

"It seems that both Big Brother and Tang Chen held back in the previous battle."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart sank. The power of the aftershock alone was enough to kill a group of beings below the Soul Saint level, or even to seriously injure an ordinary Title Douluo, let alone a head-on collision.

Although he was level 98, the gap between him and level 99 was no different from the gap between an ordinary person and a titled Douluo; they were on completely different levels.

Sword Douluo's feelings were particularly complicated. Was this the realm his father had pursued throughout his life?

The ultimate swordsmanship, the pinnacle of martial spirit.

As his cultivation level became more and more profound, Sword Douluo's confidence in inheriting his father's will also waned. Could he really reach that level?

Sword Douluo, though honest with himself, ultimately could not provide any answer.

Bibi Dong's eyes were bright as she said softly, "Junior brother, I will definitely be able to reach that level too."

Gu Han nodded slightly. Not only that, level 99 is just the starting point. Only by becoming a God-King level powerhouse can one reach the pinnacle of this world, and he must and will become that level of existence.

For some reason, as his cultivation and spiritual power gradually increased, his unease became more and more obvious. He always had the feeling of being watched by an invisible pair of eyes, but he didn't know where this feeling of being watched came from.

Driven by this unease, Gu Han's desire to cultivate and become stronger grew even stronger.

Tang Hao's eyes shone brightly, reflecting his longing and ambition to become a Limit Douluo. He thought to himself, "A true man should be like this!"

After witnessing the battle of the Limit Douluo, some people felt ashamed and thought they could never reach that level in their lifetime, while others were filled with pride and longed to become such beings.

The terrifying impact gradually subsided, and most of the valley had collapsed.

Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu's situation was not as bad as they had imagined; they landed on a relatively intact mountain peak.

As he retracted his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, Qian Daoliu lowered his golden eyes, and his right arm emitted a series of cracking sounds as the bones reconnected, letting out a long sigh.

"Alas, without divine power, I am indeed no match for Tang Chen."

Tang Chen looked at his martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, where a deep sword mark had been carved into the handle, almost severing it.

"Haha, Brother Qian, your style remains as impressive as ever, and your strength is even greater than before!"

Tang Chen suddenly burst into laughter. The outcome of this battle was acceptable to both sides.

No one could tell who had won; it looked like a tie.

But Qian Daoliu knew that he had ultimately lost by half a move.

However, these are all minor matters that don't really matter. Qian Daoliu is broad-minded and doesn't really care that much about winning or losing.

If he really wanted to win, he would have used his Angelic Power during the battle. Even if Tang Chen used his Ring Explosion, it would have been useless. He was invincible near the Spirit Hall.

Just like Poseidon on the island of Poseidon, no one could defeat her except the gods.

A smile appeared on his lips, as if he were a gentle breeze, and he stated the result of the competition very frankly.

"Brother Tang Chen, you flatter me. In this battle, I still lost to you by half a move."

Upon hearing this result, everyone was slightly surprised. The competition could have ended in a draw, since no one except the parties involved could have seen that.

But Qian Daoliu was so frank that he directly stated the result.

"As expected of the eldest brother, he remains as open and honest as ever."

Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed, and the others all nodded in agreement.

Gu Han felt the same way; Qian Daoliu's moral standards were too high, which was both a strength and a weakness.

Just like in the original novel, he treated Tang Chen as a close friend despite their age difference and did not kill the Haotian Sect.

However, the Clear Sky Sect was ungrateful and, after finally seizing control of the Spirit Hall, launched a deadly attack, giving them no chance whatsoever.

Since they've already fallen out, it's a fight to the death.

As a result, Qian Daoliu let the other party go because of a promise. This kind of integrity can no longer be called integrity, but rather naivety and foolishness, which becomes his flaw.

Upon hearing that their former sect leader had won, the people of Haotian Sect were filled with pride. They all straightened their backs, and their smiles were harder to suppress than an AK.

Compared to the two sides, Ning Fengzhi's expression was somewhat complicated.

It doesn't matter to him who wins or loses.

To put it simply, what he wants is a balance of power among all parties, rather than a single entity becoming the dominant force.

Whether it's the Spirit Hall or the Clear Sky Sect, whoever becomes stronger, it has the same meaning for their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Moreover, the power of the Clear Sky Sect is even greater than that of the Spirit Hall, posing a greater threat to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

After all, compared to the Spirit Hall, which is a relatively reasonable force, the Clear Sky Sect is much more domineering. They are a group of brutes who will attack at the slightest provocation, making them far too unpredictable.

Although Qian Daoliu claimed to have lost the match, no one knew what the opponent's trump card was.

Moreover, in terms of overall strength, the Spirit Hall is overwhelmingly stronger than the Clear Sky Sect.

Once Tang Chen is held back by Qian Daoliu, the remaining members of the Haotian Sect will face attacks from dozens of Title Douluos.

Chapter 68 The Sword Douluo's Appreciation

What made Ning Fengzhi even more uneasy was that the Spirit Hall had a history of thousands, even nearly ten thousand years, with a profound foundation. No one knew exactly how much foundation and killing moves the Angel Douluo's legacy contained.

Compared to the Spirit Hall, the family-based sect founded by Tang Chen is still not as powerful.

Tang Hao may have a chance to inherit Tang Chen's mantle in the current Haotian Sect, but what about the future?

He didn't believe that the future Haotian Sect would be able to produce a powerful expert with astonishing combat strength as Tang Chen and Tang Hao in every generation.

Moreover, besides Qian Xunji, the Spirit Hall also has Gu Han on their side, whose combat strength is clearly higher than Tang Hao's.

If they were to truly unite with the three upper sects and the terrifying Spirit Hall as enemies, the fate of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would likely be dire.

As things stand, for the next hundred years, the Spirit Hall will likely be the sole dominant force, with no one able to rival it.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is a support sect, and they must be prepared to choose sides.

As for neutrality?

Ning Fengzhi sneered inwardly. Throughout history, it has always been the neutral faction that has been the first to suffer, pleasing neither side.

To remain neutral, one must possess absolute strength to qualify for neutrality.

Given the current situation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, there is probably no third option.

Whether the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will prosper or decline in the future will likely fall on Ning Fengzhi's shoulders.

After the ultimate battle, the Clear Sky Sect stayed in Wuhun City for two more days. During this time, Gu Han and Tang Hao had several more matches, with each side winning and losing.

After that, Tang Chen left with a group of Haotian Sect disciples.

"Sect Leader Ning, what business do you have with me?"

Inside the Papal Palace, Qian Xunji sat on the papal throne, his golden eyes slightly fixed on Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, who were seated in the guest seats below.

Now that all the forces have left, even the bishops above the Soul Saint level have returned to their posts, the new sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is still here, and no one knows what kind of mischief he is plotting.

"Your Holiness, I would like to discuss deepening the cooperation between the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."