Chapter 86.

As Wang Feng approached Sword Douluo, he finally understood why he had been left behind. Xiao Wu had chosen not to return with him.

"Wang Feng!"

As the group caught sight of him, their eyes widened with surprise and glee and they rushed toward him, surrounding him. Ning Rongrong, in particular, was the first to reach him. She stared at Wang Feng with moist eyes, as if she wanted to say something but ended up huffing in frustration.

"Hmph, you're alright! Grandpa Sword lied to me, saying you were gravely injured! It had me worried..."

Ning Rongrong muttered, then turned away, falling silent.

Wang Feng cast a glance at Sword Douluo, who was also gazing at him with a hint of surprise and a faint smile.

"Why are you so full of energy?" Oscar approached, holding some sausages in his hands. When Sword Douluo had returned earlier, he had informed them that Wang Feng was injured and unable to move around easily and since there were no nearby soul beasts, he had asked them to retrieve Wang Feng.

So Oscar had prepared sausages, thinking they would be needed for recovery. However, he hadn't expected Wang Feng to appear well and more energetic than himself.

"My self-recovery ability is incredibly strong. You'll have to get used to it. Don't worry about me too much in the future." Wang Feng assured everyone with a wave of his hand.

Oscar and the others were left momentarily speechless.

"Huh, who said we were worried about you?" Ning Rongrong retorted. "Don't get all cocky. We're only concerned about Xiao Wu."

As Ning Rongrong spoke, she raised her chin and shot Wang Feng a challenging look. However, at that very moment, Fatty Ma, who was standing nearby, chimed in with a mischievous grin.

"Really? Then why did I hear someone blabbering non-stop about Wang Feng... how they wanted to see him? Hey, look at them talking, their tear stains haven't even dried yet." Ma Hongjun remarked, directing his gaze to the faint tear marks at the corners of Ning Rongrong's eyes.

Ning Rongrong immediately turned bright red and shot an indignant glare at Ma Hongjun. She exclaimed, "Fatty Ma, are you asking for trouble? Grandpa Sword, this chubby guy is bullying me!"

This playful exchange brought laughter to the entire group.

The corner of Sword Douluo's mouth twitched, and he whispered, "You're usually so smart... They didn't mention you, so why the rush to admit it yourself?"

Ning Rongrong fell silent at Sword Douluo's words, her head hanging low. She was indeed intelligent, but at this moment, she felt a bit foolish.

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but think to himself that a woman's IQ seemed to plummet when she was with someone she liked.

Tang San, breaking the lighthearted mood, approached Wang Feng and asked in a low voice, "Brother Feng, have you seen Xiao Wu?"

Everyone fell silent at Tang San's question and Ning Rongrong looked at Wang Feng with anticipation, her cheeks still flushed.

Wang Feng thought for a moment and then whispered, "Don't worry, Xiao Wu should have been brought down as well."

After hearing this, the group nodded in relief.

"Could it be the Sky Azure Bull Python..." Jian Douluo mused, his tone serious. "It seems that if it's a soul beast of that level, it would also fear whatever divine presence is in that light beam. Otherwise, it wouldn't have hastily thrown the two of you down and fled."

Upon hearing Sword Douluo's comforting words, everyone began to feel a sense of relief.

"So, Xiao San." Wang Feng reassured Tang San, "I promise you, there's no need to worry. Xiao Wu should be safe for now. Due to the presence of that beam of light, all nearby soul beasts have scattered. She's probably in a state of unconsciousness, and she might find her way back to us on her own."

Wang Feng patted Tang San on the back, trying to ease his anxiety. The group found comfort in his words.

But then, Sword Douluo spoke slowly, directing his words at Wang Feng, "Boy, now that you've recovered, you won't regret and back down on your promise, will you?"

Confusion spread among everyone, and they turned to Sword Douluo with puzzled expressions. Only Zhao Wuji seemed to understand something, looking at Wang Feng with a sly grin and an expression that suggested he was going to relish this moment.

It was as though he had failed to do his homework, been reprimanded by the teacher and then discovered that his desk partner had also not done the homework. Suddenly, the scales of justice in his mind were balanced and he secretly enjoyed the idea of seeing the other person also getting into trouble. However, he would still offer some comforting words to his desk partner: "Don't worry, it'll be over soon."

Zhao Wuji stepped forward, patted Wang Feng on the shoulder, and said consolingly, "Wang Feng, don't worry. It won't be a big deal and it'll be over in no time."

He had endured a beating from Haotian Douluo, and even though his face was still swollen, he hadn't fled.

Oscar couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "Teacher, what did Wang Feng promise Senior Sword Douluo?"

Everyone shared the same puzzled expression. Only Zhu Zhuqing gave Ning Rongrong a knowing look, as if she had a hunch.

Zhao Wuji smiled knowingly and kept his silence.

Wang Feng's expression shifted slightly, but he remained silent. He replied solemnly, "Should I discuss it in front of so many people?"

Sword Douluo took a few steps forward, his tone nonchalant as he continued, "Why not?"

"You're at level 30." Sword Douluo said, "and I won't use my martial soul skills or soul power. You just have to take my three kicks. If you succeed, I'll consider you to have passed and leave you alone."

Shock rippled across everyone's faces.

Three kicks?

A Titled Douluo-level powerhouse, even without using soul power or martial soul skills, would be beyond the reach of a level 30 Soul Grandmaster!

Furthermore, Sword Douluo was a power-based assault soul master, which meant his physical strength was naturally honed to an extremely high level.

Zhao Wuji had been on the receiving end of a beating from Tang Hao, and the aftermath had been similar. He had sported a bruised and swollen face, taking several days to fully recover. However, Zhao Wuji was a Soul Saint of over seventy ranks, and his formidable Vajra Bear martial soul possessed unparalleled defensive capabilities.

The reality was that no one would likely be able to withstand those three kicks from Sword Douluo without suffering any severe injuries.

Wang Feng?

Facing those three kicks, it was likely that he would be sent flying!

Ning Rongrong was so frightened that her face turned pale, quickly grabbing Sword Douluo's arm. She exclaimed, "Grandpa Sword, please don't kick him like that! Otherwise, I will ignore you!"

The others wanted to intercede but didn't dare to do so.

Sword Douluo shook his head and said, "Rong Rong, you don't understand. If you had said that earlier, I might have considered letting this young man off the hook. But just moments ago, he willingly agreed to my terms."

"When he spoke, he displayed confidence and boldness! He didn't seem afraid at all. Releasing him now would only undermine his credibility, wouldn't it? Rongrong, would you like to see him go back on his word?"

"Or, do you think a person who breaks their promises can be trusted?"

Sword Douluo concluded his strong statement, leaving everyone gazing at Wang Feng in disbelief.

Could someone really talk so confidently?

Wang Feng remained silent, wondering when he had made such a bold statement. His lips slightly twitched, realizing he might have gotten a lil bit carried away earlier.

Wang Feng couldn't help but notice that Sword Douluo was quite traditional in his approach, valuing physical discipline.

Ning Rongrong's plea fell on deaf ears as Sword Douluo swiftly dismissed it.

Sword Douluo turned to Wang Feng with a slight smile, "I'm going to give you three good kick."

"Senior, absolutely!" Wang Feng cleared his throat and declared firmly, "A true man stands by his word and doesn't back down on it! Rongrong, allow Senior Sword to proceed!"

Sword Douluo raised an eyebrow, puzzled by the term "Senior Sword." Was he being cursed?

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been quiet until now, spoke up, "Senior, we all belong to Shrek Academy and Wang Feng is also one of us. Could you consider it as a challenge for Wang Feng from all of us together?"

Zhu Zhuqing's unexpected words left everyone stunned, including Sword Douluo.

"That's right!" Ning Rongrong chimed in quickly, "Xiao Wu isn't here and the seven of us are a team. We should share this burden together, Grandpa Sword. What do you think?"

"It's a perfect chance for us to experience the strength of a Titled Douluo senior." Dai Mubai added.

However, not everyone gets the opportunity to face a Title Douluo. Some of them were truly confident in their abilities.

"Senior, please give us a shot." Ma Hongjun said with a friendly grin.

Tang San also rose to his feet, his expression turning slightly serious. With the combined strength of the seven of them, they might just have a chance to withstand those three kicks, even without Xiao Wu.

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