Douluo: Two brothers in douluo

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Ning Rongrong's father, Ning Fengzhi."

Ning Fengzhi's face wore a kind, friendly smile as he spoke to Dai Mubai. Standing silently behind him was Sword Douluo Chen Xin, whose expression remained cold and indifferent.

Though Chen Xin carried a hint of anger, he didn't speak rashly. When it came to serious matters, he knew better than to let emotions take over.

The reports had mentioned this third prince of the Star Luo Empire. His self-created spirit skills were said to be extraordinarily powerful. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could strike a deal with him, it would undoubtedly benefit their sect tremendously.

As for a hundred-thousand-year spirit bone imbued with dragon bloodline, the sect certainly didn't have one. But this was negotiable. Just because they didn't have spirit bones didn't mean there weren't other options. Everything could be discussed.

If not for Dai Mubai's royal status, they might not even have had to go through such formalities.

"Hello, Uncle Ning. I am Dai Mubai, a student at Shrek Academy."

Since Ning Fengzhi hadn't brought up the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and presented himself purely as a concerned father, Dai Mubai also avoided mentioning his Star Luo royal status.

Both sides were well aware of the underlying powers at play, but avoiding those topics made the conversation much more harmonious.

After a moment of silence, Ning Fengzhi finally spoke.

"Father, Sword Grandpa, why are you here?"

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin had ignored her thus far, Ning Rongrong quickly chimed in.

"We heard you've been having a rough time here, so we came to check on you," Ning Fengzhi replied, his tone still gentle and smiling.

But what he was really thinking—well, only Ning Fengzhi himself knew.

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong almost burst into tears!

A rough time? She had been on the verge of being bullied to death!

The dean yelled at her, her classmates ostracized her, and nobody cared about her at all. She was treated like an outsider at Shrek Academy!

For the spoiled princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, this was unbearable.

She was the sect's beloved little princess and its future leader, yet this was how she was treated?!

Unforgivable...

"Rongrong, come back with me and Sword Grandpa. You don't have to stay at Shrek Academy!"

Chen Xin spoke with a hint of pain in his voice. Ning Rongrong was like a granddaughter to him. How could he tolerate anyone mistreating her?

This old man isn't dead yet!

"I won't! I'm not going back!"

Ning Rongrong turned her head away, her expression stubborn.

She wasn't going to leave so easily—she still needed to get back at Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing!

Besides, she hated the sycophantic environment back at the sect.

"Rongrong, how can you speak to your Sword Grandpa like that? Don't you realize—"

Before Ning Fengzhi could finish, Chen Xin waved his hand dismissively.

"Fengzhi, don't speak to Rongrong like that! She's still a child!"

Ning Fengzhi: "…"

Dai Mubai: "…"

So this is why Ning Rongrong turned out so spoiled and willful.

With Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong doting on her, Ning Fengzhi didn't even get a chance to discipline her before being disciplined himself.

Dai Mubai could only imagine Ning Fengzhi's inner frustration.

"Should I… leave you to it?"

Dai Mubai asked cautiously. This was, after all, their family matter, and he felt a bit out of place standing there.

Hearing his words, the three of them finally remembered the original reason they had come here.

"Apologies for the spectacle, Your Highness. Rongrong can be a bit rebellious…"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a sigh, but as he turned back to Dai Mubai, his tone became serious.

"Your Highness, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sincerely wishes to trade for your self-created spirit skills. Whatever you request—if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has it, we'll give it to you."

"Of course, as for a hundred-thousand-year spirit bone with dragon bloodline, we truly do not possess such an item."

If they did, Bone Douluo would have absorbed it long ago. There wouldn't be any leftovers.

"That depends on which self-created spirit skill Sect Master Ning wishes to trade for."

Dai Mubai smiled faintly, a hint of mischief flashing in his eyes.

The Six Forms? Even if he gave them to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, how many of their members could actually master it?

The requirements on physical strength alone would eliminate most candidates. The core disciples of the sect were all auxiliary-type spirit masters—how strong could their physical fitness really be?

It would be a miracle if they could even learn it!

As for other spirit masters, those who could learn the skills would rarely have much use for them.

People like Chen Xin and Gu Rong, with their exceptional physical strength, might be able to master the techniques, but for them, the skills would be little more than a novelty.

"Which self-created spirit skill?"

Ning Fengzhi's curiosity was piqued. From the reports, they had only heard about the energy ball, the explosive speed, and the kicking energy attack.

This was the same third prince who was rumored to be a lazy wastrel? Nonsense!

"Would Your Highness be willing to demonstrate? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect values openness but also has limited resources…"

Limited resources?

Dai Mubai almost burst out laughing.

"Limited resources"? Yeah, right!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's wealth might not rival the two great empires, but they were certainly wealthy beyond imagination. The phrase "rich enough to rival a nation" wasn't just for show.

"Demonstration?"

"Perhaps I, Chen Xin, could act as your sparring partner?"

Chen Xin's eyes gleamed as he spoke, clearly intrigued.

Dai Mubai couldn't help but suspect that Sword Douluo intended to settle some personal scores on behalf of Ning Rongrong. Chen Xin's motives certainly didn't seem pure!

But still, only someone like Chen Xin could serve as a sparring partner for Dai Mubai now.

Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong? Both were auxiliary-type spirit masters. Even though Ning Fengzhi was at level 79, he lacked combat capabilities.

"Since Sword Douluo insists, I, Dai Mubai, have no reason to refuse."

Dai Mubai didn't show the slightest fear. What was the big deal? It was just Chen Xin.

Even if he got beaten down, all he had to do was climb back up. Besides, he could always "return the favor" through Ning Rongrong later!

With this thought, Dai Mubai felt no hesitation.

Both Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong were stunned by his courage.

"Your skills are formidable, Sword Douluo. How about this: let's both refrain from using martial souls. That way, we can better test the power of my self-created techniques."

Dai Mubai's proposal was met with a slight nod from Chen Xin.

So what if I don't use my martial soul? Against a Soul Sect brat, it makes no difference.

"As a sword master, it wouldn't do for you to fight unarmed!"

At Dai Mubai's words, the three of them nodded approvingly. Chen Xin even gave Dai Mubai a rare look of respect.

This "lazy wastrel" third prince seemed to have some sense after all.

"Here, Sword Douluo!"

Dai Mubai handed Chen Xin a one-inch-long iron nail.

Chen Xin froze, staring at the tiny piece of iron in his hand, deep in thought.

(Chapter End)