Chapter 115: The Seven Great Worship Elders Gather, Everyone's Astonishment
"Mm, during those few days, I was in pretty good condition."
Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face remained cold, her tone sincere.
"This isn't a matter of being in good condition or not…"
Qian Daoliu's expression twisted slightly.
A quasi–Soul Emperor who hadn't even obtained her sixth soul ring treated two Titled Douluo as nothing, one after another.
If that could be explained by "being in good condition," then soul masters across the world wouldn't need to cultivate so hard!
Dugu Bo could still find some excuses; with targeted tactics, defeating him wasn't too strange.
But what kind of figure was Tang Hao?
Back when he had just broken through to the Titled Douluo realm, he could fight three at once, killing one and severely injuring two Titled Douluo.
One of them had even been Qian Daoliu's own son!
Even if Tang Hao was heavily injured now, his foundation remained. Dealing with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo of the same level would still be effortless.
Could it be…
"You already have the strength of a Rank 96 Super Douluo?"
Qian Daoliu looked at the girl with disbelief.
"I think I do."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, her expression calm yet confident.
"Whether you do or not isn't up to you."
As Qian Daoliu finished speaking, his power suddenly erupted.
The terrifying pressure of a Rank 93 Titled Douluo surged forward like a tidal wave, pressing directly toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Yet Zhu Zhuqing merely swayed slightly, not even furrowing her brows.
Seeing this, Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed as the pressure continued to rise.
Rank 94, 95, 96…
Until he fully released the pressure of his Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo strength.
The air nearly solidified.
But Zhu Zhuqing simply activated the White Tiger Killing God Transformation and forcefully withstood this overwhelming pressure.
"Truly astonishing!"
Qian Daoliu withdrew his pressure, his tone complex and full of amazement.
"With only quasi–Soul Emperor cultivation, your physique is already no weaker than that old dragon Yu Yuanzhen back in his Soul Douluo days."
"Once you obtain your sixth soul ring, your physique will likely rival that of an ordinary Titled Douluo!"
He knew clearly that physique was only one part of strength.
For Zhu Zhuqing to defeat Tang Hao meant her soul skills and abilities were powerful enough to bridge the gap in cultivation and physique.
And that… was the most terrifying part.
Just then…
"Tap, tap~."
Crisp footsteps echoed from outside the hall, breaking the silence.
A group of men with different builds and overwhelming auras walked in one after another.
There was the burly, steady, and domineering Golden Crocodile Douluo; the sharp-browed, bright-eyed, and cool-tempered Azure Luan Douluo.
There was the robust, fierce-looking Mighty Lion Douluo and the youthful and extraordinarily handsome Glowing Feather Douluo.
As well as the similarly built and steady-auraed Fifteen Ton Douluo and Demon Suppressing Douluo.
The six great worship elders of Spirit Hall had all arrived.
"Greetings, big brother!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo saluted Qian Daoliu before turning his gaze to the two girls.
"Xiao Qing is back?"
Glowing Feather Douluo quickly stepped forward.
"You look stronger and more beautiful again. Not bad at all!"
He patted Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder affectionately while giving the others a look to signal that they should not mistake her identity.
"I still have to thank Teacher Guang Ling for your earlier guidance."
Zhu Zhuqing's lips curved slightly, revealing a rare gentle smile.
"No need to be modest. I know exactly how much I contributed."
Guang Ling waved his hand, then looked curiously at Ning Rongrong, who appeared slightly reserved.
"And this young lady is?"
Ning Rongrong immediately put on a sweet smile and introduced herself:
"Hello, grandpas. My name is Ning Rongrong. You can call me Rongrong. I come from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and my martial soul is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!"
That single sentence instantly stunned the six great worship elders.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock.
What kind of situation was this?
Since when has the number one auxiliary martial soul evolved?
They subconsciously looked at Qian Daoliu, only to see him nod slightly.
Their thoughts raced, and smiles quickly spread across their faces as they burst into laughter.
"Good! Good! Good! The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has appeared. My Spirit Hall truly has a flourishing fortune!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily.
"Your father should be Ning Fengzhi, right? That guy really gave birth to a good daughter!"
"Young lady, with such talent and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, you will surely become an important member of Spirit Hall in the future!"
"The evolution of martial soul is no easy feat. For you to achieve this shows extraordinary talent and fortune."
One after another, they spoke sincerely, delighted by Ning Rongrong's arrival.
At the very least, once Ning Rongrong grew up, they would have the chance to enjoy the amplification of the legendary strongest auxiliary martial soul.
How could they not be happy?
"Hehe~"
Ning Rongrong blushed slightly from the praise and quietly moved closer to Zhu Zhuqing.
She tilted her head up and winked proudly at Zhu Zhuqing.
'See? The adorable Miss Rongrong is welcomed everywhere.'
'You'd better curry favor with me from now on!'
In response, she received a blank stare from Zhu Zhuqing.
Just as the worship elders were laughing happily, Qian Daoliu's cold snort suddenly sounded.
"Laugh? Still laughing!"
Everyone instantly fell silent and turned to look at him.
What happened all of a sudden?
"Look at you, old fellows. None of you have really taught Xiao Qing anything, and some of you are even meeting her for the first time."
"And the result?"
Qian Daoliu swept his gaze over them in disappointment.
"Your disciple's strength is already greater than most of you, and you still have the nerve to laugh?"
"Pfft—"
Ning Rongrong bit her lip tightly, trying to keep a straight face, but her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
This was bad; she absolutely couldn't laugh right now, or she would offend all the worship elder grandpas!
But seeing a group of Super Douluo being scolded like children who had done something wrong…
She just couldn't hold it in.
"Big brother, what do you mean by that?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked confused, and the other elders were equally puzzled—
Xiao Qing might be talented, but they were all Super Douluo. How could she possibly be stronger than them?
"Sigh… would I lie to you?"
Qian Daoliu said helplessly, then recounted Zhu Zhuqing's experiences after leaving.
From fusing the Blue Silver Emperor soul bone and defeating Dugu Bo to severely injuring Tang Hao and forcing him to sever one of his hands.
Then, with her current quasi–Soul Emperor cultivation, resisting his rank 99 pressure…
With each sentence, the expressions of the elders grew more serious.
By the end, they were completely stunned.
They looked at their little disciple, their eyes full of disbelief.
"Big brother, are… are you telling the truth?"
Mighty Lion Douluo found it hard to believe:
"No matter how strong Xiao Qing is, she's only a quasi–Soul Emperor. Defeating Dugu Bo is one thing, but how could she possibly defeat Tang Hao?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Qian Daoliu glanced at him.
"Incredible, truly incredible!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo inhaled sharply; his gaze toward Zhu Zhuqing completely changed.
"According to you, big brother, once she breaks through to Titled Douluo, wouldn't her strength be no weaker than mine?"
"Xiao Qing, truly impressive. If we go to war in the future, I'll be relying on you to protect your teacher."
Guang Ling's eyes were full of admiration.
After all, he was just an archer. It was perfectly reasonable for him to lose to an assassin, so he felt no burden at all.
"No! I can't hold it in anymore!"
At that moment, the hot-tempered Mighty Lion Douluo suddenly stepped forward, slapping his chest.
"Xiao Qing, come and fight me with your full strength. I want to see just how talented you really are!"
"This…"
Zhu Zhuqing looked toward Qian Daoliu.
"In that case, you may spar."
A trace of a smile flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes as he did not stop them.
"Don't worry. Xiong Shi's soul power is as high as Rank 97. You don't need to worry about injuring him."
"Stop at the appropriate point. Follow me."
He led everyone to the place where the elders usually trained and sparred.
End of Chapter