Ronin from Douluo

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After sending Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo out of the sect, Ning Fengzhi, Jian and Gu Douluo sat in the meeting hall, their expressions extremely solemn, and the atmosphere was very serious.

"I'm talking about Fengzhi, how can you agree to such an important thing? Doesn't that mean that our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has bowed to his Spirit Hall?" Sword Dou Luo Chenxin said, looking at Ning Fengzhi with a sharp look and a very serious tone.

dissatisfied.

"This Wuhun Palace wants to annex our Qibao Glazed Sect through this matter! If we do this, we will be tricked, which is equivalent to admitting defeat." Bone Douluo Gu Rong also said something, with a very serious tone.

"You're not doing this right."

Being criticized by the two elders, Ning Fengzhi looked bitter and said with a bitter smile: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, there is no other way! This choice, whether it is agreed or rejected, will not be of any benefit to our Qibao Glazed Sect. But

If you agree, you can wait a while, but if you refuse, it will be equivalent to declaring war with Wuhun Palace."

Ning Fengzhi knew that agreeing to this option was the best choice.

"What's the big deal? We'll just fight him in the worst case. We two old guys are still afraid of his Wuhundian." Chen Xin said disdainfully. He is a swordsman who has been doing things all his life. He will never coward anyone or any force, even if he is stronger than him.

Still strong.

The edge of the sword can be broken, but the bones of the sword cannot be bent. This is his motto in life and the rule of conduct in his life.

"That's right, I'm not afraid of this Wuhun Palace with my old bones."

Looking at these two stubborn elders, Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a bitter expression. He knew the character of the two elders very well, and there was nothing that could scare them, not even death.

But Ning Fengzhi is different, he is not afraid of death, but as the sect leader, he can bear the fate of the entire Qibao Glazed Sect. When doing things, he must first consider the entire sect. It is impossible for his own willfulness to bring consequences to the sect.

The catastrophe of destruction.

He could not let the Qibao Glazed Sect with its long heritage be ruined in his own hands.

"Uncle Jian, don't worry. Although there are disadvantages, there are also some advantages." Ning Fengzhi said.

"Benefits? What benefits?" The two Douluo were a little confused and couldn't help but ask.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said slowly to the two of them, "This advantage is that even if we have more time, we can make more preparations when we face Wuhun Palace in the future.

It’s guaranteed.”

Hearing this, Chen Xin and Gu Rong couldn't help but look at each other and nodded. Indeed, this is the truth.

"And this is just one of them." Ning Fengzhi said again, raising the corners of her mouth into a mysterious smile.

"First? What else is there?" the two couldn't help but ask.

"The second thing is that it's with this person named Zeng Yi."

"Zeng Yi?"

Thinking of this person, Sword Dou Luo Chen's heart was filled with anger.

"Repay him? If this brat hadn't pretended to be my disciple, how could he have been in such trouble?" Chen Xin said angrily.

But Ning Fengzhi shook his head and did not agree with this view.

"We are all well aware of Wuhun Palace's ambitions. Even if this had not happened, Wuhun Palace would have attacked us sooner or later. This incident only accelerated the pace."

Maybe, this might be the best ending.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but sigh, and a feeling of sadness and desolation arose spontaneously in her heart.

"Furthermore, didn't Wuhun Palace say that this Zeng Yi is an extremely evil genius. He is only fifteen years old, has thirty-fifth level soul power, is in the soul master realm, and has the strength to kill the soul king.

.With such a talent, I am afraid that even the geniuses in Wuhun Palace are not as good as him."

"Besides, he is proficient in swordsmanship. Isn't this very suitable for your status as Uncle Jian's disciple?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin aside, with a faint smile on his lips.

Because of this information, Ning Fengzhi also thought about why Wuhun Palace came to his door.

"My disciple?" Chen Xin was a little confused now.

"That's right! He actually called himself a disciple of our Qibao Glazed Sect outside. So, even if it was fake, it has become real now." Ning Fengzhi's gentle smile disappeared and was replaced by a majestic sneer. The master of the sect

The momentum radiates from the body instantly.

"Use the power of the entire sect to find the information and location of this person. Before Wuhun Palace knows that this person is not a disciple of our Qibao Glazed Sect, let him join our sect! Even if it is forced, he must be allowed to join our Qibao Glazed Sect.

The identity of the Liuli Sect."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

If this person is really as talented as the people from Wuhun Palace said, then we must make this person have a sense of belonging to the Qibao Glazed Sect and be willing to work for the Qibao Glazed Sect. As long as this person grows up, then his Qibao Glazed Sect will

Zong has the capital to fight against Wuhun Palace.

After Chen Xin and Gu Rong left, Ning Fengzhi sat alone on the main seat, weighing his forehead with one hand, his expression solemn, his eyes flashing constantly, thinking about strategies.

"How can I make Zeng Yi feel like he belongs to our Qibao Glazed Sect?"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but murmured, then a light flashed in his mind, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to have thought of something.

A small city in the southern part of the Tiandou Empire, Shun Ding City.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly. Zeng Yi and Xiao Ju walked leisurely on the streets of the city.

Zeng Yi has been in this city for three days. He has finished all the sightseeing, and there is nothing worth looking forward to in this city. Now, Zeng Yi plans to leave here and find a main city.

level big city. Because there is a fighting spirit field in the city at the main city level, he can rely on fighting spirits for training, increase his combat experience, and learn more weird martial arts and soul skills, increasing his

experience.

Of course, the most important thing is to make money.

While walking, a loud noise reached Zeng Yi's ears. He couldn't help but turn his head and saw several children surrounding him in an alley, beating him.

This situation made Zeng Yi frown and walk towards the alley.

"You scum, do you now know the consequences of provoking me? Hahaha, a little commoner dares to offend me?" The tallest boy kicked the child who fell on the ground fiercely.

said.

"ah"

This kick hit the child's stomach. The pain caused his face to twist involuntarily. He let out a cry of misery and pain. His body was kicked two meters away by the force. A small bag fell out and rolled on the ground.

After a few laps, it stopped at the feet of the ferocious big boy.

"Huh? What is this?"

The big boy was a little confused and bent down to pick up the small bag.

"Don't touch my things!"

Seeing his bag being picked up by this man, the beaten child burst out with strength, shouted, and quickly rushed towards the big boy.

"roll!"

The big boy reacted quickly and kicked the child away again. Then he opened the bag and saw that there was a gold soul coin and several silver soul coins inside.

"It turns out that you, a pariah, also have some money. Yes, I will be merciful and help you spend it, hahaha," the big boy laughed wildly.

"Give me back the one I used to become a soul master."

The child's voice was very weak. His whole body was in pain, twitching constantly, and he was seriously injured. He no longer had the strength to stand up. But he still stared hard at the evil people in front of him, his eyes full of hatred.

His bruised lips were bleeding with blood, his teeth were clenched, and his fists were clenched, trying to stand up again.

"What are you talking about? Soul master? Hahaha, it's funny. You will never become a soul master in your life. As long as I am here, soul master is an unattainable desire for you, hahaha." The big boy looked at

He fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, sneered, and laughed cruelly.

"This is the money you want to go to the Soul Hunting Group to ask them to help you hunt soul beasts! But now you have to start saving money again. When you save enough, I will come to you to borrow money again.

Hahaha, how about it? Do you really want to kill me? But what can you do if you are a pariah? If I save your life, it is the greatest gift to you."

hateful!

Looking at this man's ugly face, this child's clenched fists, his fingernails dug into the flesh, and blood flowed out from the gaps. If looks could kill, she would avenge this man by cutting him thousands of times.

But the reality is cruel.

The ferocious big boy kept swinging the money bag with his right hand, looking at the child on the ground provocatively, admiring the anger and unwillingness on her face, but he was helpless about himself. This feeling made him feel extremely sad.

Pleasure.

The few scoundrels around also verbally insulted the child.

Suddenly, the big boy didn't catch the dropped money bag in his right hand, which made him stunned. Then, a cold voice sounded in the ears of these people.

"Did you know? Those who bully the weak will not end well, even if they become soul masters."