Chapter 106: Zhao Yun Appears, What Kind of Configuration is This!
A moment later.
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin appeared before Lin Yuan. Of course, standing beside them was Ning Rongrong.
This time, they had come not only to meet Lin Yuan but also to check on Rongrong.
After all, Ning Rongrong was studying here now, and the two of them weren't stationed in Heaven Dou City all year round.
Ning Rongrong smiled at Lin Yuan and said, "Lin Yuan, this is my father, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He wants to get to know you."
"And this is Grandpa Jian. You met him more than a year ago."
Ning Fengzhi also smiled gently. "For the past year, I've constantly heard about you from Uncle Jian. Extraordinary talent at such a young age—you've already cultivated spear intent."
"I wonder if a genius like you would be willing to join my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
As Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi personally extended an invitation to Lin Yuan.
Although he already knew Lin Yuan had once rejected Chen Xin, he still wanted to try again.
What if?
Even if it failed, it didn't matter.
At the side, Ning Rongrong looked full of anticipation. "Lin Yuan, if you join my sect, I promise my father and my two grandpas will treat you just like they treat me!"
"Maybe even better than they treat me!"
Her meaning was obvious: join us, and your status and treatment will be equal to mine.
The moment those words left her mouth, not only did Lin Yuan freeze for a second, but even Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were stunned.
This girl…
Was she being a little too enthusiastic?
This wasn't recruiting a disciple anymore. It practically sounded like she was recruiting… well… something else!
The corner of Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at his daughter, who seemed ready to hand over the entire family fortune. His emotions were complicated.
"A daughter grown up is no longer entirely ours to keep…"
However, faced with such tempting conditions, Lin Yuan merely smiled faintly. He gently patted the back of Ning Rongrong's hand before shaking his head.
"My apologies, Sect Master Ning."
"And thank you, Rongrong, for your kindness."
"But I've always been used to a carefree life. I don't like being bound by sect rules."
"Moreover, my teacher once instructed me that without his permission, I am not to join any faction."
"A teacher's command cannot be disobeyed. I hope you understand."
Upon hearing this, the light in Ning Rongrong's bright eyes dimmed slightly. Her lips pouted high.
Though she had already guessed this would most likely be the answer, hearing it in person still left her disappointed.
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin exchanged a glance, not overly surprised.
Geniuses always possess a bit of pride.
Especially a genius with a "mysterious teacher."
"In that case, I won't force the matter."
Ning Fengzhi smiled graciously. Then, changing the subject, he revealed his true purpose:
"However, little friend Lin Yuan, since your teacher values you so highly and has taught such an outstanding disciple…"
"I presume your teacher must be an extraordinary, peerless powerhouse?"
Chen Xin also stepped forward. "Indeed. Among the Titled Douluo on this continent, even those who live in seclusion—I have impressions of most of them."
"May I ask… your teacher's honored name?"
"And where does he currently reside?"
This was the question that had long puzzled Chen Xin.
The two great empires did not possess a Titled Douluo.
Lin Yuan's teacher most likely wasn't from Spirit Hall either, since Lin Yuan had studied at Nuoding Academy back then.
As for the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, it was even less likely.
Most probably, he was a hidden powerhouse!
At this moment, Chen Xin hadn't even considered the possibility that Lin Yuan's teacher might excel only in theory and lack overwhelming martial strength.
It was habitual thinking. To have taught a disciple like Lin Yuan, aside from Lin Yuan's own talent, his teacher could not possibly be weak.
Perhaps his martial soul was also a spear, which was why Lin Yuan could comprehend spear intent at such a young age.
After all, when Chen Xin was Lin Yuan's age, he hadn't even comprehended sword intent, and he had his father's guidance!
Sometimes, Chen Xin couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Compared to his father and grandfather, his own talent still fell a little short.
His grandfather had reached Rank 98. His father, Rank 97. And he himself was now Rank 96.
Lin Yuan looked at the two men and secretly smiled.
Still couldn't resist testing me, huh?
The corners of his lips lifted slightly as he calmly said, "Senior Sword Douluo… in fact, my teacher is nearby."
"…What?"
Chen Xin's pupils shrank abruptly.
Nearby?!
Lin Yuan continued, "My teacher is somewhat solitary and dislikes showing himself before strangers."
"To be honest, I don't even know how strong he truly is."
"I wonder, Senior Sword Douluo, can you sense his presence?"
Chen Xin's expression shifted.
As a Rank 96 Super Douluo, he had absolute confidence in his perception.
If there were a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse within a hundred miles, he couldn't possibly fail to detect them!
"Nearby?"
Chen Xin snorted coldly as his terrifying spiritual power surged outward like a tidal wave.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths…
His brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Nothing!
Absolutely nothing!
Not even the slightest fluctuation of a powerhouse's aura!
"…I can't sense anything," Chen Xin finally said, shaking his head as he looked at Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi frowned.
Was this kid bluffing them?
Beside them, Ning Rongrong tilted her head slightly, looking at Lin Yuan with confusion.
She possessed a diary copy. She knew Lin Yuan had many secrets.
As for this so-called "teacher," she had always assumed it was just an excuse Lin Yuan fabricated as a shield.
'Where would Lin Yuan even get a teacher from?'
'What if Grandpa Jian gets angry after seeing through it?'
However—
Just as they all thought Lin Yuan was bluffing,
A terrifying, domineering spear intent suddenly erupted from the void without any warning!
"What?!"
Chen Xin's expression changed drastically.
He couldn't move!
Under the lock of that overwhelming spear intent, this Rank 96 Super Douluo, hailed as the number one in attack, couldn't even lift a finger!
"How is this possible?!"
"Suppressing me with mere aura alone?!"
"What realm is this?!"
Immediately after,
Before their utterly horrified gazes,
The space behind Lin Yuan rippled with silver light.
From within stepped a young general clad in silver-white battle armor, holding a Dragon Gallant Bright Silver Spear. His features were handsome yet resolute, descending like a divine being from the heavens.
Zhao Yun.
His aura was unfathomable.
But what truly inspired fear were the soul rings slowly rising beneath his feet.
The first seven—
All black, ten-thousand-year soul rings!
And the final two—
Brilliant red, glowing with the light of one-hundred-thousand-year soul rings!
Seven black.
Two red.
What kind of godly configuration was this?!
Starting at a ten-thousand-year level?!
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