Chapter 197: The Divine Fist Shakes the World and Shatters the Bone Dragon! Could He Be Luo Yu?_1

Ning Fengzhi instantly regretted his words.

The things he had just said had likely offended Luo Yu.

Having seen and learned so much over the years, he never thought the world held any secrets from him.

Yet today, he found himself tripped up here.

Such a good son-in-law candidate, was he really going to drive him away with his own actions?

No, that definitely wouldn't do!

Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth; having witnessed Luo Yu's strength, he couldn't bear to let him go.

This was a prime son-in-law material.

Strong, and his daughter was head over heels for him—simply flawless.

As for looks?

Well...

He might be average at best, but a man with capability is always handsome in his eyes.

Ning Fengzhi had been worried sick about the freakishly talented Twin Martial Souls prodigy that appeared in the Martial Soul Hall.

But now that he had discovered this "New World," his mood brightened considerably.

It seemed finding this advantageous son-in-law through his daughter might not be a bad thing after all.

Though not as monstrous as the Twin Martial Souls talent from the Martial Soul Hall, this single Martial Soul was explosively powerful.

So young, and he could already blow away a Soul Sage like Sword Douluo.

What would his future growth look like?

The future of the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect was secured, if they had such a savior in their midst.

They probably wouldn't need to fear the growth of the Martial Soul Hall's prodigy any longer.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes shone with extreme brightness.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

The gloom that had lingered for days was swept away, and his mood lifted all at once.

He looked at his daughter with a plea in his eyes, "Rongrong, let's just say your dad had a narrow view of the world before, and was superficial in his judgment, shall we?"

"Can you put in a good word for me and ask the young man not to be angry? Let's sit down and have a good talk."

"We are all family here, after all. There's nothing we can't discuss."

Ning Rongrong held her head high, like a proud little peacock.

"Dad, did Brother Yu's little display of strength already conquer you?"

What's that supposed to mean?

A little display of strength? Are you kidding me?

That was already monstrously strong!

Ning Fengzhi's lips twitched, and he hesitated: "Daughter, are you sure that's just... a little... strength?"

Ning Rongrong pouted her red lips, "Of course! Brother Yu is really something, this is just the tip of the iceberg."

Ning Fengzhi fell silent, pondering the truthfulness of his daughter's words.

If it was a lie, then it wouldn't matter.

But if it was true, that would be terrifying.

Just how fearsome would this young man be? Ascending to the heavens?

Given Ning Rongrong's vengeful character, she now began setting up the scene for her man.

"Bone Grandpa, didn't you just say there's no way Brother Yu could break through your defense?"

Bone Douluo touched his nose.

"Rongrong, your Sword Grandpa specializes in offense, but my specialty lies in defense."

"He might have broken through your Sword Grandpa's Martial Soul True Body, but that doesn't mean he can break through mine."

"Moreover, he's already used up all his soul skills; he's got no more tricks left to fight me with."

Ning Rongrong giggled, "Well then, Bone Grandpa, why don't you go and give it a try with Brother Yu?"

Bone Douluo waved his hand dismissively.

"There's no need, the kid has no soul skills left, and in his current state, even if I stand still, he won't be able to budge me."

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue playfully, smiling, "Bone Grandpa, forgive my bluntness, but you would probably lose even faster if you went up there."

Bone Douluo immediately countered, "Impossible, I might not have Elder Chen's offensive power, but my defensive power is streets ahead of his."

Ning Rongrong countered, "Then why not go down and have a try with Brother Yu?"

"If you want to test, then let's test." Bone Douluo called out to Luo Yu, "Kid, Rongrong says you can break through my defense, but I don't believe it."

Looking at the elder's indignant expression, Luo Yu shook his head and smiled, "Can't break through, I really can't."

Bone Douluo nodded in satisfaction, turning to say, "Rongrong, you see? He admits it himself."

Ning Rongrong pouted, "It's not that Brother Yu can't break through, he's clearly just accommodating you."

"Impossible!"

Bone Douluo wouldn't accept it, stubbornly persisting.

He leaped forward, landing in front of Luo Yu.

"Kid, I've suppressed my Soul Power to level 70."

"Give me a punch, let Rongrong here see whether I can withstand your attack or not."

"Let's not, to avoid any strained relations," Luo Yu waved his hand.

Bone Douluo glared.

"If I let you hit me, then just hit me. I definitely won't fight back."

Luo Yu looked at Bone Douluo with a masochistic, pleading expression, and actually felt it was a bit excessive not to satisfy him.

He could only agree.

The two stood in the arena, Bone Douluo said with a smile:

"Kid, just give it your all, but I do need to remind you."

"If it were your prime, you might have a chance at challenging my defense."

"But now, it's a bit of a stretch, it's like I'm taking advantage of you."

Luo Yu didn't say much. He silently retracted the Zhu Tian Sword into his body.

"Kid, what do you mean by this?"

"Don't tell me you plan to give up the advantage of your longsword and try to break my defense with your bare hands?"

Luo Yu raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Who told you that my specialty is sword-wielding?"

As soon as he said this, Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, and Bone Douluo were all shaken.

He wielded the sword with such power and had already overpowered Sword Douluo.

You're telling me you haven't even shown your full strength?

Who would believe that if you said it out loud?

Luo Yu said to Bone Douluo, "Let's decide the outcome with one punch."

"If I can't knock you down with one punch, I'll admit defeat."

Bone Douluo said with a laugh, "If you were using the sword, I might really be a bit nervous."

"But if it's just with your fists, then go ahead; forget one punch, even a hundred punches breaking through my defense would be fine."

Luo Yu looked at him with a strange expression, "Are you sure?"

Bone Douluo patted his chest, brimming with confidence, "Just come at me, show me what you can do."

Luo Yu didn't dawdle.

A burst of brilliant light erupted, his qi and blood surged, directly summoning the Dragon God Martial Soul.

Red-gold, blue-gold, black-gold, white-gold, and brown-gold: the five rings were dazzling to behold.

Sword Douluo's pupils contracted, Ning Fengzhi was already dumbfounded.

"Twin... Twin Martial Souls???"

"This kid has Twin Martial Souls?"

"And what's this Soul Ring configuration, five rings?"

Luo Yu looked at Bone Douluo, "Are you prepared?"

The moment Bone Douluo saw Luo Yu's Dragon God Martial Soul, his heart twitched.

This kid still has another Martial Soul?

He really wanted to say he wasn't ready, that he was just bragging earlier, and not to take it seriously.

Bone Douluo suddenly became afraid, his mind contemplating withdrawal.

But he had been so confident earlier that running away now would be too embarrassing.

He was in a difficult position and could only grit his teeth and face it.

"Seventh soul skill: Bone Dragon Body!"

"Roar!"

The figure of Bone Douluo disappeared, replaced by a massive bone dragon.

"Kid, make your move."

Luo Yu nodded; his five rings glowed as his limbs and torso erupted with a powerful dragon's roar.

Bone Douluo watched, horrified and on full alert.

"Five Dragon Shaking Fist!"

Luo Yu's fist gathered the fierce fluctuations of the five elements of water, fire, light, darkness, and earth around him.

The force of his qi and blood was terrifying to witness.

With one punch, he sent the Five-Colored Fist Mark hurtling through the air.

"Crack, crack!"

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the bones.

With a thunderous crash.

The bone dragon was shattered by the fist mark.

Bone Douluo flew backward with a life-questioning gaze, suddenly understanding Sword Douluo's bitter defeat.

No, it was still different.

He lost even faster, too shameful indeed.

Ning Fengzhi watched the man in the arena with overwhelming power, his eyelids twitching, his mind trembling.

He seemed to remember something, suddenly realizing an astonishing fact.

His eyes complex, he looked at his daughter.

Swallowing hard, his voice trembling and with difficulty, he said:

"Daughter, the man you like, his surname wouldn't happen to be Luo... called Luo Yu, right...?"

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Five updates for today, off to sleep. I'll be busy at noon, but I'll continue with another five updates in the afternoon!