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Become a disciple of Bone Douluo
Chapter 176 Becoming a Disciple of Bone Douluo
Ning Rongrong led Chu Xinghe into the council hall. Sunlight streamed through the glazed dome, illuminating the entire hall with dazzling colors.
Ning Fengzhi sat upright in the main seat with a smile on his face, while Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, stood to the side with his arms crossed, his sharp eyes scrutinizing Chu Xinghe like knives.
"Father, Grandpa Gu, I've brought Brother Xinghe." Ning Rongrong bowed slightly, her tone respectful, but a hint of cunning lurked in her eyes.
Bone Douluo narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Kid, I heard you even defeated Tang Hao's son? Interesting."
He slowly stood up, his tall figure casting a shadow. "The Clear Sky Hammer is known as the number one weapon spirit in the world, yet you show no fear whatsoever."
Chu Xinghe remained calm and composed, neither humble nor arrogant: "This junior was merely fortunate."
"Just luck?" Bone Douluo scoffed. "I've lived most of my life and I've never seen anyone who could defeat a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect by sheer luck."
He suddenly changed the subject, his gaze intense, "Young man, would you be willing to become my disciple?"
Chu Xinghe was slightly taken aback, then realized that this was the "gift" Ning Fengzhi had mentioned.
He turned his gaze to Ning Fengzhi, who nodded with a smile, clearly already aware of the matter.
Ning Rongrong secretly tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Grandpa Bone is a powerful figure among Title Douluos; countless people would kill for him!"
Chu Xinghe weighed the options in his mind. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was a powerful force, and if he could get guidance from Bone Douluo, it would greatly benefit him in his future fight against the Spirit Hall.
Without further hesitation, he knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Disciple greets Master!"
Bone Douluo laughed heartily and pulled him up, saying, "Good! From this day forward, you will be my last disciple, Gu Rong's disciple!"
Ning Fengzhi personally poured two cups of tea and said gently, "Uncle Gu rarely takes on disciples, and young friend Xinghe has exceptional talent; it is truly a match made in heaven."
Ning Rongrong smiled and whispered in Chu Xinghe's ear, "Congratulations, Xinghe-gege! From now on, I'll have to call you senior brother!"
Chu Xinghe smiled and raised his cup to offer tea: "Teacher, please."
Bone Douluo downed his drink in one gulp and exclaimed with gusto, "That was exhilarating! I'll definitely train you to become the number one battle spirit master on the continent!"
The teacup had just been set down when Bone Douluo suddenly stood up, his black robe billowing like dark clouds: "Come with me."
Before he finished speaking, he strode out of the hall.
Chu Xinghe hurriedly bowed to Ning Fengzhi and quickly followed the decisive new teacher.
After passing through the winding corridors, Bone Douluo suddenly stopped in the center of the training ground on the back mountain.
Chu Xinghe was unable to stop in time and almost bumped into the broad back of the man wrapped in a black robe. He quickly took two steps back before he could stand still.
The mountain wind howled past, causing the robes of the master and his apprentice to flutter loudly.
"Boy, do you know why the Dragon Clan Martial Soul reigns supreme among Beast Martial Souls?" Bone Douluo's voice rolled like muffled thunder in his chest.
Chu Xinghe pondered for a moment: "Because of powerful physical strength?"
"Wrong!" Bone Douluo suddenly raised his hand, and a bone spike suddenly shot out from the ground, stopping an inch in front of Chu Xinghe's throat. "It is the dragon's might in my bloodline. Today, I will let you personally experience what the true majesty of a dragon is."
Chu Xinghe swallowed hard, his Adam's apple brushing against the cold bone spurs.
He took a deep breath, and his soul power began to surge within him.
With a deep dragon roar, fine orange-red scales appeared on the surface of his panel, and sharp dragon claws half a foot long extended from his ten fingers.
"Interesting." Bone Douluo narrowed his eyes. "Continue."
The vertebrae protrude segment by segment, forming a ferocious dragon spine.
Chu Xinghe felt a sharp pain in his tailbone as a thick dragon tail tore through his trousers and lashed out, leaving a crack in the ground.
Having completed the Martial Soul Possession, he was surrounded by a suffocating dragon aura.
Bone Douluo suddenly grinned: "Ready?"
Without waiting for a reply, he roared and his body suddenly swelled by 30%.
The stark white bone spikes pierced through the black robe, and the enormous bone dragon wings fully unfurled behind him, unleashing a pressure as powerful as a mountain, befitting a Title Douluo.
Chu Xinghe's legs sank, and the rocks beneath his feet shattered instantly.
He gritted his teeth, and an indomitable flame burned in his dragon eyes.
The dragon blood within his body began to boil, and an even more powerful force awakened within his bloodline.
"That's more like it." Bone Douluo's voice seemed to come from a great distance. "Release it! Let your dragon might rival mine!"
Chu Xinghe suddenly raised his head and let out a roar that was not human.
Visible crimson ripples erupted from his body, and the ground cracked radially.
The two dragon powers collided in mid-air, producing a piercing sound like metal twisting.
Bone Douluo's expression changed drastically.
He sensed that his bone dragon aura was being suppressed by some more primal and violent force.
It is an absolute majesty from the top of the food chain, a natural deterrent of predators to their prey.
"Roar—!" Chu Xinghe roared again, this time the dragon's might transformed into a tangible shockwave.
The surrounding trees were snapped in half, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the rocks.
Bone Douluo grunted and involuntarily took half a step back, the light on his bone wings dimming noticeably.
Chu Xinghe himself was stunned.
He looked down at the dragon claw, feeling the surging power within his body, and was filled with emotion.
It turns out that even the Tyrannosaurus Beast contains such terrifying power. It can only be said that Douluo Continent truly lives up to its reputation as a fantasy world.
Bone Douluo suddenly burst into laughter, the sound so loud it sent rocks tumbling down the mountain. "Good! Good! Good!"
He exclaimed "Good!" three times, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "This purity, this aura, even a true dragon descending to earth couldn't compare!"
Chu Xinghe slowly concealed his aura, and the dragon scales gradually disappeared into the panel.
But his fingertips were still trembling uncontrollably, a consequence of the excessive release of force.
"Boy, starting tomorrow." Bone Douluo withdrew his Martial Soul Possession state, and his black robe covered his entire body again. "I will teach you one of my self-created techniques, so that you can better utilize the Dragon's Might."
Chu Xinghe felt a surge of warmth in his heart and was about to express his gratitude when he saw that Bone Douluo had already turned and walked down the mountain.
"Remember how you felt today," Bone Douluo's voice echoed from afar. "That is your true power."
Chu Xinghe clenched his fist; the sensation of the dragon scales seemed to still linger on the panel.
...
As night deepened, the Duke of Xinghe's mansion was brightly lit.
As Chu Xinghe pushed open the door, an enticing aroma of food wafted towards him.
"You're back?" Dugu Yan leaned against the soft couch in the living room, her emerald eyes sparkling in the candlelight. "How did our little duke get along with the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School today?"
Zhu Zhuqing was wiping her dagger when she heard this and paused in her work.
Ye Lingling pretended to be engrossed in flipping through the medical book, but she hadn't touched the pages for a long time.
Chu Xinghe took off his outer robe and hung it on the clothes rack, then said with a wry smile, "Is this some kind of joint trial?"
He walked to the dining table and poured himself a cup of tea. "Rongrong has come to her senses. From now on, we'll be like brother and sister."
"Oh?" Dugu Yan straightened up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. "That little witch gave up so easily?"
"She's grown up." Chu Xinghe took a sip of tea, a look of satisfaction on his face. "And…"
He deliberately dragged out his words, "I have something more important to say today."
The three girls all perked up their ears at the same time.
"Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, has accepted me as his disciple."
"What?!" Dugu Yan almost jumped off the bed. "That old man? Doesn't he never take on apprentices?"
Just then, a green shadow flashed by, and Dugu Bo appeared in the corner of the living room with a gloomy face: "You, Gu Rong, how dare you steal my disciple!"
Chu Xinghe quickly stood up and bowed, "Grandpa, what brings you here?"
Dugu Bo sat down angrily: "If I hadn't come, my grandson-in-law would have been kidnapped!"
He glared at Chu Xinghe, "You brat, do you think my poison skills aren't impressive enough?"
"How could that be!" Chu Xinghe quickly poured tea for Dugu Bo. "You are my grandfather, isn't that relationship much more reliable than that of master and disciple?"
Dugu Bo took the teacup, his expression softening slightly: "Hmph, glib tongue."
He turned to Dugu Yan and said, "Yan Yan, this kid is too good at sweet-talking people, you have to keep a close eye on him."
Dugu Yan smiled and took Chu Xinghe's arm: "Grandpa, don't worry, if he dares to do anything reckless..."
A green mist of poison emanated from her other hand. "I'll let him taste the venom of the Jade Phosphorus Snake."
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly interjected coldly, "I'll cut out his tongue first."
Ye Lingling gently closed the medical book and added tenderly, "Then I'll heal him so he can continue to speak and admit his mistakes."
Chu Xinghe broke out in a cold sweat and forced a dry laugh, "With you all like this, how could I dare to have any other thoughts..."
Seeing this, Dugu Bo suddenly burst into laughter: "Good! That's more like it!"
He patted Chu Xinghe on the shoulder, "Since that old guy Gu Rong wants to teach you, you should learn well. But remember..."
He lowered his voice, "If he doesn't teach well, he can come back to Grandpa anytime."
Chu Xinghe nodded solemnly, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.
Under the candlelight, the family's happy figures were reflected on the window paper, adding a touch of warmth to the quiet night.
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Dragon Skeleton Armor
Chapter 177 Dragonbone Armor
As dawn broke, Chu Xinghe was already standing on the training ground behind the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The morning dew dampened his boots, but he was oblivious, his eyes fixed intently on the tall figure in the center of the field.
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, stood with his back to him, his black robes fluttering in the morning breeze.
"You're a quarter of an hour earlier than agreed," came Bone Douluo's deep voice. "It seems you do have some sincerity."
Chu Xinghe clasped his hands in a respectful greeting: "I dare not keep my teacher waiting."
Gu Rong slowly turned around, and his withered fingers suddenly grabbed the black robe and ripped it.
Chu Xinghe's pupils shrank suddenly. He saw that the tall body of Bone Douluo was covered with a layer of pure white bone armor. Each piece of armor gleamed with a metallic luster, and dragon-shaped patterns could be vaguely seen flowing on the surface.
"This is called Dragon Bone Armor, a soul skill I created myself." Gu Rong's voice carried a hint of pride. "It can perfectly fuse dragon might with soul power, forming a crystalline defense on the body's surface."
He flicked his finger lightly on his breastplate, producing a crisp metallic clang. "Even a full-force attack from a Soul Master of the same level wouldn't be able to break through it easily."
Chu Xinghe's breathing became rapid, and a flame of longing ignited in his eyes: "Please teach me, teacher."
"Release your martial spirit," Gu Rong commanded. "But remember, this is not a simple possession."
Chu Xinghe took a deep breath, and his soul power surged within him.
With a deep dragon roar, orange-red dragon scales quickly covered its entire body.
He habitually released his dragon might, and the scorching aura collided with the ancient banyan tree's chilling pressure in the air, producing a hissing, burning sound.
"Completely wrong!" Gu Rong suddenly shouted, his withered fingers striking the third vertebra of his spine with lightning speed.
The biting cold instantly invaded his meridians, and Chu Xinghe groaned, feeling as if an ice blade was slashing down along his spinal cord.
"Dragon's might is not something to be flaunted." Gu Rong's voice boomed like thunder. "It should flow like blood through every inch of your skin."
Chu Xinghe gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain of ice and fire coursing through his meridians.
Gradually, the dragon scales on his body began to glow with an unusual red light, and fine lines spread across the surface of the panel, vaguely forming the outlines of diamond-shaped armor plates.
"It's starting to take shape." Gu Rong nodded, a rare occurrence. "Remember how it feels now; this is the prototype of the Dragonbone Armor."
Sweat dripped down Chu Xinghe's chin, splashing tiny water droplets on the bluestone slab.
He stared intently at the gradually forming lines on his arm, feeling an unprecedented power awakening in his blood.
As the sunset on the third day turned the training ground blood red, Chu Xinghe knelt on one knee, his whole body steaming with intense white vapor.
His breathing was heavy and rapid, clearly indicating that he had reached his physical limit.
But in those bloodshot eyes, an indomitable fighting spirit still burned.
"Teacher, one more time!" Chu Xinghe gritted his teeth and stood up, the crimson crystal armor making a crisp clanging sound with his movements.
The newly completed suit of armor covered his upper body, with a molten lava-like sheen flowing between each plate, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, stood three zhang away, his black robe fluttering in the evening breeze.
He squinted at his disciple, his withered fingers gently stroking his chin.
"You brat, you've got more staying power than I did back in the day," he muttered under his breath, then shouted sternly, "Catch it!"
Before he finished speaking, a gleaming white bone spear had already materialized in his hand.
Gu Rong flashed, and the bone spear, accompanied by a piercing sound, stabbed straight at Chu Xinghe's heart.
"Clang—!"
The crisp, metallic clanging sound echoed across the training field.
Surprisingly, the tip of the bone spear melted a noticeable dent into the crimson armor.
Gu Rong hurriedly withdrew her hand, but her fingertips were still burned red by the high temperature.
"Barely passing." Bone Douluo said with a straight face and a smirk, but his hand behind his back secretly rubbed his burned fingertips.
For the past three days, he had watched this young man cultivate tirelessly, even having his meals forced into his mouth by Ning Rongrong.
He had never seen such a talented and diligent disciple in his entire life.
Upon hearing the evaluation, Chu Xinghe's tense body finally relaxed.
He staggered and almost fell to his knees, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Thank you for your guidance, teacher."
"Don't give me that." Gu Rong snorted coldly, took out a jade bottle from his pocket and threw it over, "Drink this, it will restore some of your soul power."
Chu Xinghe took the jade bottle, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
The cool medicine went down his throat and immediately cleared his muddled mind.
He was about to thank the teacher when he saw the teacher turn and walk towards the center of the training field.
"teacher?"
Bone Douluo waved his hand without turning his head: "Come here, I'll teach you one last move."
Night had completely fallen, and the bright moonlight shone on the training field.
Gu Rong lowered all her defenses and beckoned to Chu Xinghe: "Attack with all your might."
Chu Xinghe hesitated for a moment: "Teacher, this..."
"Enough talk! Come here when I tell you to!"
Taking a deep breath, Chu Xinghe once again entered the Martial Soul Possession state.
His entire body was covered in orange-red dragon scales. He rushed forward in one stride, his sharp dragon claws aimed straight for the ancient banyan tree's chest.
Just as the claws were about to strike, ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of Bone Douluo's breastplate.
Chu Xinghe felt his strength being dispersed in twelve different directions. Even more terrifying, one-third of his soul power was rebounded, causing him to stagger back three steps before regaining his balance.
"This is called the Bone Dragon Armor Removal Technique." Bone Douluo proudly dusted off his breastplate. Under the moonlight, his stark white bone armor shimmered with a mercury-like luster. "The Dragon Bone Armor is not an inanimate object; it must be brought to life. Remember, the best defense is not to take a direct hit, but to neutralize it."
Chu Xinghe's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and the fatigue of the past three days vanished.
He knelt on one knee, his voice trembling slightly with emotion: "Your student will remember your teachings!"
Bone Douluo turned his back, his black robes fluttering in the night wind: "Go back and rest."
Only after the footsteps faded into the distance did he reveal a relieved smile.
When Chu Xinghe dragged his weary body back to the Duke of Xinghe's mansion, it was already late at night.
Night dew condensed on the stone steps in front of the mansion, gleaming coolly in the moonlight.
He deliberately walked lightly, afraid of disturbing the people sleeping soundly in the mansion.
The moment the carved wooden door was pushed open, a ray of warm light flowed out from the crack in the door.
Chu Xinghe was taken aback. He noticed that the crystal chandelier in the living room was still on, shining brightly in the dead of night.
Dugu Yan curled up on the brocade sofa, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her cheeks.
She was holding an open pharmacopoeia in her arms, and had obviously fallen asleep while waiting.
A bowl of medicinal food sits on the coffee table, its wisps of steam rising under the lamplight, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.
Chu Xinghe unconsciously slowed his breathing and tiptoed toward the locker.
He took out a cashmere blanket and carefully covered Dugu Yan with it.
His fingertips inadvertently touched her loose strands of hair, and the soft touch sent a shiver down his spine.
Outside the window, the full moon hangs high in the sky.
Chu Xinghe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, unconsciously falling into deep thought.
The scene of Bone Douluo demonstrating the Bone Dragon Armor Removal Technique replayed in his mind, the exquisite force-removing technique, and the smooth flow of soul power.
He slowly clenched his fist, feeling the still-undisturbed fluctuations of soul power within his body.
The aroma of medicinal cuisine quietly filled the room.
Chu Xinghe turned and glanced at the sleeping Dugu Yan, a gentle smile appearing on his lips.
He gently turned off the crystal chandelier, leaving the moonlight as the only source of light in the living room.
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Sword Douluo's Trial
Chapter 178 The Sword Douluo's Trial
One month later.
As the morning light pierced through the clouds, Chu Xinghe slowly exhaled a breath of stale air from the cultivation room of Duke Xinghe's mansion.
After a night of meditation and cultivation, he clearly felt that his soul power had improved by one point.
When he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a crimson light flashing in them, and the fluctuations of his level 58 soul power circulated around his body.
"Dragon Bone Armor," Chu Xinghe murmured, his soul power surging forth.
Crimson crystalline armor instantly covered his entire body, each plate resembling solidified lava, radiating astonishing heat.
He raised his hand and gently stroked his breastplate, nodding in satisfaction.
Over the past month, he has not only raised his defense to a new level, but also given his armor fire resistance, so that any attack will result in a burning backlash.
To test the effectiveness of the armor, Chu Xinghe took out a fine steel longsword.
The sword blade sliced across the surface of the armor, but instead of leaving a mark, it was scorched red by the high temperature.
Even more surprisingly, he is now able to use the Bone Dragon Armor Removal Technique to some extent, which can reflect one-fifth of the opponent's attack force.
...
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong were enjoying tea in the Sword Pavilion.
"Old bones," Chen Xin suddenly spoke, the black stone landing with a "thud," "How's your precious disciple's cultivation going lately?"
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, was holding a teacup when he heard this and almost choked.
He put down his teacup, the tea table making a soft "thump": "You wretch, why are you suddenly so concerned about my apprentice?"
Despite his wrinkled face, Bone Douluo couldn't hide his smugness. "But since you asked, I'll mercifully tell you. That kid Chu Xinghe mastered the Dragon Bone Armor in just one month, and he's even gotten to the basics of the Bone Dragon Armor Removal Technique."
Chen Xin's hand holding the chess piece paused in mid-air, and he raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Back then, a certain old guy spent half a year crying and screaming in the training ground in order to master the Bone Dragon Armor Removal Technique."
"Bullshit!" Gu Rong slammed his hand on the table, making the chess pieces jump around. "I'm just striving for perfection!"
He suddenly lowered his voice and leaned closer mysteriously, "But to be honest, this kid is really weird. One night I passed by the training ground and saw that the lights were still on. That kid was training until his armor cracked but he didn't stop."
A glint of sword light flashed in Chen Xin's eyes, and the white piece in his hand transformed into a stream of light, embedding itself into the chessboard: "Interesting."
He slowly rose, his white robes fluttering even without wind. "Why don't we go and meet your precious disciple now?"
"Just what I wanted!" Gu Rong laughed as he stood up. "I'll make sure you, you bastard, are dumbfounded."
"Heh, I hope your precious disciple won't disappoint me too much." Chen Xin waved his sleeve.
"Gu Rong." Chen Xin suddenly became serious. "If he is truly as you say…"
"What? Trying to steal my apprentice?" Gu Rong narrowed his eyes warily. "No way!"
The two smiled at each other, their figures blurring simultaneously.
Only the lingering aroma of tea remained in Jian Pavilion, and the black and white pieces on the chessboard resembled the heated debate that had just taken place.
...
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was shrouded in a thin mist in the early morning. Chu Xinghe walked steadily toward the training ground on the back mountain.
After a month of diligent practice, he had become intimately familiar with this winding mountain road.
However, today, as he rounded the last bend, the sight before him made him slow down.
In the center of the training ground, two tall figures stood side by side.
The old man in black robes was none other than his teacher, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, while the old man in white robes carrying a long sword was none other than Sword Douluo Chen Xin, another guardian of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Chu Xinghe quickly stepped forward and respectfully bowed, saying, "Teacher, this disciple has come to cultivate. Senior Sword Douluo, this junior greets you."
Bone Douluo grinned, revealing his signature gleaming white teeth: "You've come at the perfect time. This old fellow insisted on coming to see my prized disciple."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's gaze was like a sword as he looked Chu Xinghe up and down: "Gu Rong praised you to the skies, and I've come here to verify it."
"That old guy is just stubborn," Bone Douluo interjected, his black robes fluttering even without wind. "He clearly couldn't contain his curiosity and insisted on coming to see you."
Ignoring his old friend's teasing, Chen Xin lightly raised his right hand, and a crystal-clear longsword appeared out of thin air in his hand: "Ready?"
Chu Xinghe took a deep breath, and his soul power surged instantly: "Dragon Bone Armor!"
With a low shout, crimson crystalline armor emerged from his body and quickly covered his entire body.
Each nail plate is like solidified lava, with a molten luster flowing between the nail seams.
"Take this!" Chen Xin flicked his wrist, and the Seven Kill Sword transformed into a streak of cold light, piercing straight towards him.
This sword strike, seemingly casual, contained the pure soul power of a Title Douluo. Wherever the sword passed, the air was cut into tiny ripples.
Chu Xinghe straightened his back and mounted his horse, and water-like patterns suddenly appeared on the surface of his armor: "Bone Dragon Armor Removal Technique!"
The moment the sword tip touched the armor, some of the force was rebounded, causing Chen Xin's sleeves to flutter loudly.
Chen Xin sheathed his sword and stood there, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.
Although he did not use any soul skills, this sword strike was by no means something an ordinary soul master could withstand.
What surprised him even more was that this young man was able to skillfully use the Bone Dragon Armor Removal Technique to deflect some of the attacks, a talent that was rare among his peers.
"How was it?" Bone Douluo patted Chu Xinghe's shoulder smugly. "My disciple didn't disappoint you, did he?"
Chen Xin gave a light snort: "So-so."
But deep inside, a turmoil was brewing.
If this boy possesses a weapon spirit, he will definitely spare no effort to take him as a disciple.
It's a pity that such talent was given to this old man.
"Stop pretending." Bone Douluo seemed to see through his old friend's thoughts, and his smile became even more smug. "Is it so hard to admit that I have good taste?"
Ignoring his old friend's boasting, Chen Xin turned to Chu Xinghe: "Kid, how about taking another sword strike from me? This time, I'll use thirty percent of my strength."
Chu Xinghe's fighting spirit intensified: "Please enlighten me, senior!"
This time, Chen Xin's swordplay was noticeably more ferocious.
The Seven Kill Sword drew a graceful arc in the air, its blade gleaming with a faint glow of soul power.
Chu Xinghe was completely focused, and the patterns on the dragon skeleton armor became even clearer.
When the sword clashed with the armor again, a crisp metallic clang echoed throughout the training ground.
Chu Xinghe was knocked back three steps, but his armor remained intact.
Even more surprisingly, Chen Xin clearly felt some of the force being rebounded.
"Not bad." Chen Xin nodded slightly, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. "It's truly remarkable that you were able to master the technique of deflecting force in such a short time."
Bone Douluo laughed heartily: "Of course, how bad could my disciple, Gu Rong, be?"
Chen Xin sheathed the Seven Kill Sword, pondered for a moment, and said, "However, defense is ultimately a passive measure. A true master must be proficient in both offense and defense."
"No need for you to worry about that," Bone Douluo interjected. "Next, I'm going to teach him attack soul skills."
Chu Xinghe deactivated his Martial Soul Possession state and respectfully bowed to the two seniors: "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sword Douluo, and thank you for your cultivation, Teacher."
Looking at the humble and polite young man before him, Chen Xin felt even more regret. He turned to Bone Douluo: "Old Bone, your disciple is indeed quite good. However..."
"But what?" Bone Douluo looked at his old friend warily.
"If there's an opportunity in the future, we might as well let him come and visit my Sword Pavilion." After saying this, Chen Xin transformed into a sword light and left without waiting for Bone Douluo's response.
Bone Douluo was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cursed, "This old guy, he really didn't have good intentions!"
He turned to Chu Xinghe, "Ignore him. Today we'll continue practicing the armor-removing technique. As you just saw, your armor-removing ability isn't perfect enough when facing a true powerhouse."
Chu Xinghe nodded solemnly: "Disciple understands."
On the training ground under the sunlight, the figures of the master and disciple crossed paths once again.
Bone Douluo would sometimes demonstrate and sometimes correct, while Chu Xinghe would concentrate on learning every detail.
He knew that receiving guidance from two Title Douluos was an opportunity that countless Soul Masters dreamed of.
At the top of the Sword Pavilion in the distance, Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze never leaving the training ground.
He sighed softly and muttered to himself, "What a pity for such a promising talent..."
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The jealousy of the Titled Douluo
Chapter 179 The Jealousy of Title Douluos
Five months later, Chu Xinghe's soul power increased to level sixty.
In the back garden of the Duke of Xinghe's mansion, Dugu Bo sat on a stone bench with a gloomy face, unconsciously tearing at a precious dragon's saliva grass.
He tore the emerald green grass into pieces, scattering them on the bluestone ground.
"Grandpa, you're wasting the herbs again." Dugu Yan came over with a tea tray and frowned when she saw this.
Dugu Bo then came to his senses, threw the tattered dragon's saliva grass aside, and muttered, "Anyway, that kid now has Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo guiding him, so why does he need these herbs of mine?"
Dugu Yan placed the tea tray on the stone table and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Are you jealous?"
"Nonsense!" Dugu Bo suddenly stood up, his sleeves fluttering even without wind. "Me, an old man of the Poison Douluo, jealous of those two old geezers? What a joke!"
Dugu Yan skillfully brewed the tea and handed it to her grandfather: "Although Xinghe has been going to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to cultivate lately, he always brings you a gift when he comes back. Isn't that jar of century-old wine from last week your favorite?"
"You think you can get rid of me with just a jar of wine?" Dugu Bo took the teacup, his tone even more dissatisfied. "He used to have to ask me for help every time he hunted for a spirit ring. Now, he doesn't even need my help with a level 60 spirit ring."
Dugu Yan finally couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "Grandpa, the way you look right now is just like a neglected young wife."
"No respect for elders!" Dugu Bo glared at his granddaughter, then deflated and sat back down on the stone bench. "That kid now has Bone Douluo helping him hunt soul beasts, and Sword Douluo occasionally gives him pointers on combat techniques. With my poison skills, there's really nothing more I can teach him."
Dugu Yan's eyes darted around, and she leaned closer, saying, "Why don't you work hard at your cultivation and defeat both Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo? That way, Xinghe will have no choice but to learn from you, right?"
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's old face immediately contorted into a bitter expression: "You little brat, aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me? Bone Douluo's defenses are impenetrable, and Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword is incredibly sharp."
He sighed heavily, "I'm afraid I'll never be able to surpass them in this lifetime."
Dugu Yan gently grasped her grandfather's hand: "Why do you belittle yourself? Your Azure Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Poison is unparalleled in the world, even the Spirit Hall has to be wary of it. Xinghe's achievements today are also thanks to your careful guidance back then."
Dugu Bo's expression softened slightly, but quickly darkened again: "But now that kid follows those two old geezers all day long, and I don't even need to hunt for the sixth soul ring anymore."
"That's because he doesn't want to trouble you all the time," Dugu Yan gently advised. "Think about it, every time he returns from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, doesn't he come to pay his respects to you first thing in the morning?"
Dugu Bo remained silent for a moment, then finally smiled slightly: "This kid still has some conscience."
He stood up, dusted off his robes, and said, "Alright, I'll go to the pharmacy and see if I can get some new poisons. I'll give that kid a surprise when he comes back."
Dugu Yan watched her grandfather's departing figure and gently shook her head.
She knew that although her grandfather complained, he was actually more proud of Chu Xinghe's progress than anyone else.
The elderly are just used to feeling needed, so they are not used to it for a while.
...
Inside the council hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.
Chu Xinghe stood respectfully to the side, his hands clasped in front of him, looking somewhat at a loss.
This was the first time he had asked Bone Douluo for help in hunting for a spirit ring, and he never expected it to cause such a scene.
Upon hearing that Chu Xinghe needed to acquire his sixth spirit ring, Sword Douluo actually offered to help, and even got into an argument with Bone Douluo.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin was dressed in white, his back ramrod straight.
He spoke first, his voice steady and powerful: "Old bones, let me take Xinghe to the Star Dou Great Forest this time. I've hunted thirteen ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts there and know the terrain like the back of my hand."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong snorted coldly, his wide black robe swaying slightly with his movements: "Chen Xin, stop showing off. Xinghe is my personal disciple, so it's only right that I personally take charge of hunting for the soul ring."
Chu Xinghe stood there somewhat awkwardly, his fingers unconsciously rubbing his sleeves.
Just then, light footsteps approached, and Ning Rongrong entered carrying an exquisite tea tray.
"Are the two grandfathers arguing again?" Ning Rongrong placed the celadon teacup on the coffee table next to Chu Xinghe, her eyes filled with a mischievous smile: "Brother Xinghe, don't mind them, they just treat you like a precious treasure."
Chu Xinghe accepted the teacup with both hands and smiled helplessly: "I just didn't expect to alarm Senior Sword Douluo."
Ning Rongrong blinked and lowered her voice, saying, "Although Grandpa Jian hasn't formally accepted you as his disciple, he's given you a lot of guidance in the past six months. Look at his expression; he clearly treats you like his own disciple."
In the center of the council hall, Chen Xin was arguing with a serious expression: "Xinghe's combat talent is one in a hundred years. This hunt for the sixth soul ring is of great importance. I must ensure that nothing goes wrong."
Bone Douluo stood his ground, raising his voice eight octaves: "I will take good care of my disciple! But you, I still remember clearly how that 80,000-year-old soul beast escaped in the Star Dou Great Forest last time."
"That was an accident!" Chen Xin's brows furrowed even more.
Chu Xinghe watched the two highly respected Title Douluos arguing endlessly, feeling both moved and helpless.
He cleared his throat and bowed respectfully: "Seniors, I have a suggestion, perhaps..."
"Be quiet," the two said in unison, before resuming their heated debate.
Ning Rongrong gently tugged at Chu Xinghe's sleeve: "Let them fight it out. In the end, Grandpa Gu will definitely take you."
With a sly smile in her eyes, she added, "But the fact that Grandpa Jian insists on this shows that he really values you."
Finally, Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back and made a concession: "Fine, this time I'll let you, you old bones, go."
He turned to Chu Xinghe, his tone unusually gentle: "Remember the combat tips I taught you, and don't be reckless when you encounter danger."
Bone Douluo patted Chu Xinghe on the shoulder impatiently: "Let's go, kid. Don't listen to his nagging. The Star Dou Great Forest is a long way away, we need to hurry."
As Chu Xinghe walked out of the council hall, he looked back once more.
Chen Xin stood still, a hint of loneliness flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his usual dignity.
Ning Rongrong was talking to him, which made the serious Sword Douluo's lips curl up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
Bone Douluo's voice came from ahead: "Stop looking. After you finish hunting for the spirit rings, there will be plenty of time for that old guy to continue to guide you."
In the morning light, the figures of the master and his apprentice gradually disappeared into the distance.
A warm feeling welled up in Chu Xinghe's heart. To receive such attention from two Title Douluo was an opportunity that was probably extremely rare in the Douluo Continent.
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50,000-year-old lava dragon lizard
Chapter 180 The 50,000-Year-Old Lava Dragon Lizard
Deep within the Starry Sky Forest, the canopies of ancient, towering trees block out the sun.
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, walked ahead, his black robe remaining motionless in the humid air.
Chu Xinghe followed closely behind, taking each step with extreme caution.
"Boy, remember this." Bone Douluo suddenly stopped, his voice extremely low, "Although your fifth spirit ring comes from a 30,000-year-old unicorn earth dragon, you must be careful this time when you try to absorb a spirit ring that is more than 50,000 years old. This kind of leap would be suicide for any other spirit master."
Chu Xinghe nodded, his eyes shining with determination: "Teacher, don't worry, my body has been tempered by immortal herbs, and its strength far exceeds that of other Soul Masters of the same level."
Bone Douluo snorted lightly, but his eyes were full of praise: "Your fourth spirit ring is 10,000 years, your fifth spirit ring is 30,000 years, and now your sixth spirit ring is 50,000 years. Your spirit ring combination is far superior to even the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall."
The two continued forward.
As they ventured deeper into the core, the surrounding air became scorching hot.
The towering ancient trees were gradually replaced by low shrubs, and cracks began to appear on the ground.
On the fifth day at noon, they arrived at a peculiar volcanic lava field.
Crimson lava flowed slowly through the ravines, and the rising heat distorted the view.
"Watch out!" Bone Douluo suddenly grabbed Chu Xinghe, his black robes fluttering even without wind.
Following the direction he pointed, Chu Xinghe saw a huge creature resting by the lava pool.
It was a crimson dragon lizard, over ten meters long, with its back covered in lava-like crystalline scales.
With each breath, tiny sparks would fly from its nostrils.
"A lava dragon lizard that's around 53,000 years old," Bone Douluo said excitedly, "perfect as your sixth spirit ring."
Chu Xinghe held his breath and carefully observed the powerful soul beast.
The lava dragon lizard seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised its head, its golden vertical pupils scanning its surroundings warily.
The heat waves from the volcanic lava zone distorted the air. Chu Xinghe stared at the lava dragon lizard resting not far away, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit.
He took a deep breath, the scorching air rushing into his lungs, bringing a slight stinging sensation.
"Teacher, I want to challenge it alone," Chu Xinghe suddenly said, his voice steady and firm.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong frowned, his fingers trembling slightly beneath his black robe: "The strength of a 50,000-year-old soul beast is extraordinary; this is no joke."
Chu Xinghe's gaze was resolute: "I am grateful for your guidance over the past six months, and I would like to test my cultivation progress. If there is any danger, I hope you will intervene in time."
After pondering for a long time, Bone Douluo finally nodded slowly: "Go, but remember, don't be reckless."
Chu Xinghe took a deep breath, and his soul power erupted like a volcano.
With a deafening dragon roar, his body began to swell and deform, and orange-red dragon scales emerged from under the panel, covering his entire body.
The muscles in its arms bulged, sharp dragon claws extended from its fingertips, its spine protruded to form a dragon spine, and a thick dragon tail burst forth from the sky.
"Third Soul Skill, Tyrannosaurus Fury!"
Golden-red flames erupted from his body, instantly enveloping his entire form.
Chu Xinghe's aura surged, his flame power increased by 150%, and his soul power doubled.
Muscle fibers become tougher in flames, and their defensive capabilities are greatly enhanced.
Immediately afterwards, crimson crystalline armor rapidly formed on the body's surface, each piece of armor resembling solidified lava, radiating astonishing heat.
This is the Dragon Bone Armor personally passed down by Bone Douluo, which not only provides powerful defense but can also burn nearby enemies.
The lava dragon lizard was awakened by this powerful aura, and its golden vertical pupils snapped open.
When it saw the human Soul Master in front of it, a hint of surprise flashed in its eyes.
How dare this insignificant human take the initiative to provoke us?
Chu Xinghe didn't give it time to think, and suddenly exerted force with both legs.
The ground shattered under the immense force, sending debris flying everywhere.
He charged toward the dragon lizard like an arrow released from a bow, his right fist, wreathed in blazing flames, slamming into the dragon lizard's head.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the dragon lizard's massive head was smashed to one side, its scales shattered, and scalding blood seeped out.
The dragon lizard roared in pain, its thick tail sweeping across like a steel whip, creating a whistling sound.
Chu Xinghe neither dodged nor avoided, crossing his arms in front of his chest, the surface of his dragon skeleton armor rippling with water-like patterns.
The moment the dragon's tail struck him, the enormous impact was distributed throughout his body, while some of the force was deflected.
"boom!"
The shockwave exploded, and Chu Xinghe staggered back three steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.
The dragon lizard's tail sizzled from the intense heat of the armor, its scales turning black.
The dragon lizard's eyes widened in even greater astonishment; how could this human's physical strength be so terrifying?
It opened its gaping maw, spewing out scorching lava that cascaded down like a waterfall.
At the critical moment, a pair of dragon wings made of pure flames suddenly unfolded behind Chu Xinghe.
Blue Silver Emperor activates the soul skill "Flame Dragon Wings" from his right leg bone!
He leaped into the air, his breath of lava grazing his feet and instantly melting the rocks behind him.
Bone Douluo watched the battle from the sidelines, his eyes gleaming with admiration.
What surprised him even more was that whenever Chu Xinghe was injured, the wounds would heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This is the other soul skill of Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, "Undying Dragon Body," which grants him amazing regenerative abilities.
The battle lasted for a full three hours.
Chu Xinghe nimbly maneuvered in the air, sometimes diving to attack, sometimes rapidly ascending.
His every strike hit the dragon lizard's vital points precisely, while the dragon lizard's counterattacks were mostly blocked by the dragon skeleton armor.
Gradually, the lava dragon lizard's aura began to weaken, and its movements became sluggish.
The lava crystals on its back were dull and lifeless, and the flames it spewed were much weaker.
Chu Xinghe seized the opportunity and steadied himself in mid-air. He took a deep breath, and his soul power surged wildly within him.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Tyrannosaurus Charge!"
His body suddenly swelled, transforming in the blink of an eye into a ten-meter-tall Tyrannosaurus Rex.
The single horn on its head gleamed with a blinding, cold light, and its muscles were taut like steel.
With a deafening roar, he swooped down like a meteorite.
The lava dragon tried to dodge, but its exhausted body couldn't keep up with its reactions.
It only had time to raise its front paws before the Tyrannosaurus's horn pierced its chest.
"Pfft!"
The sharp horn pierced through the thick scales, and scalding blood gushed out like a spring.
The lava dragon lizard let out a final, mournful cry before its massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
Chu Xinghe released his martial spirit possession and knelt on one knee, panting heavily.
The sweat evaporates as soon as it seeps out due to the high temperature on the skin, forming a light white mist.
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, walked slowly over, his black robe remaining perfectly still amidst the scorching heat.
He stared at the corpse of the lava dragon lizard lying on the ground, then looked at Chu Xinghe, who was covered in blood, his eyes flashing with disbelief.
"You really did it..." Bone Douluo's voice trembled slightly, a rare occurrence. "A Soul King slaying a 50,000-year-old Soul Beast on his own is unprecedented in the entire Soul Master world."
Chu Xinghe wiped the sweat from his forehead and revealed a tired but satisfied smile: "Teacher, please protect me while I begin to absorb this spirit ring."
Bone Douluo took a deep breath, suppressing the shock churning within him, and solemnly nodded in agreement.
He unfurled his black robe, and several white bone spikes rose from the ground, forming a protective barrier around him: "Don't worry about regulating your breathing. With me here, even a 100,000-year-old soul beast won't be able to get close."
Bone Douluo's gaze swept around, and the pressure of a Title Douluo was released without reservation. "I want to see which blind fool dares to disturb my disciple Gu Rong's absorption of the soul ring."
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