Douluo: Martial Soul Saiyan, Destroy the Heavens

Chapter 113 Choice
Chen Xin's eyes narrowed slightly, and the soul power of the Seven Kills Sword kept fluctuating and flickering.

The bone dragon behind Gu Rong roared.

Both sides are ready for battle. All it takes is one person to light the fire, and both sides will start a Title Douluo-level battle.

But at this moment, Yu Zhantian suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

Everyone looked at Yu Zhantian, confused.

"Do you really think I'm a lamb waiting to be slaughtered?"

The agouti Douluo snorted coldly and said displeasedly: "It's just a spirit beast, it's possible that he has an accomplice. It would be better if he does."

"Hahahaha." Snake Spear Douluo smiled disdainfully: "This is the human realm. No matter how many soul beasts you have, no matter how powerful you are, you can't make any waves."

Ning Fengzhi and others did not speak, but looked at Yu Zhantian quietly.

Yu Zhantian stood up and stretched: "Come out, lest these guys don't take me seriously."

Wuhundian and others didn't take it seriously, and still had disdain on their faces.

Instead, people from the Qibao Glazed Sect began to be wary.

Brush brush!
Three figures appeared in front of Yu Zhantian out of thin air.

"how can that be?"

When everyone saw the appearance of these people, they were immediately shocked.

Qian Renxue's calm face showed a hint of shock: "How could a 10-year-old soul beast become related to this organization?"

Ning Fengzhi's smile disappeared and his expression became solemn: "Martial Arts Alliance!"

That's right, the person who appeared in front of Yu Zhantian was a familiar strong man from the Martial Arts Alliance.

Tianjin Fan, Klin, and Yamcha.

"Hmph!" Golden Lion Douluo sneered and said, "Where was Zhengchou looking for you? Now he has delivered it to your door."

Elephant Douluo and Snake Spear Douluo looked at each other and smiled.

The Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong, issued an order to kill those who captured the Martial Arts Alliance.

A strong man at the level of a Titled Douluo from the Martial Arts Alliance even offers a bounty of ten-thousand-year soul bones.

Chen Xin turned to look at Ning Fengzhi: "Do we want to take action against Fengzhi?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said: "If we don't take action, the incarnation of a 10-year-old soul beast is not worth offending those lunatics from the Martial Arts Alliance."

"If we help directly, we may gain the favor of the Martial Arts Alliance. This is the most important thing."

Is the incarnation of a 10-year-old soul beast precious?

Of course, it is a peerless treasure.

10-year-old soul rings and soul bones are all valuable treasures that can cause chaos and bloodshed.

But Ning Fengzhi refused. This was the best opportunity to obtain the incarnation of a 10-year-old soul beast.

Businessmen are all profit-seeking, although profits can make businessmen desperate.

But Ning Fengzhi takes a longer-term view. The incarnation of a 10-year-old soul beast is far less than the friendship between the Martial Arts Alliance.

Gu Rong nodded: "That's very good. As the Martial Arts Alliance becomes stronger and stronger, it may not be another Martial Spirit Hall in the future. If we can establish a relationship in advance."

"The Qibao Glazed Sect will benefit endlessly in the future."

The three of them looked at each other and then disappeared.

Arriving in front of Yu Zhantian, he stood in the same team as Tianjin Fan and others.

Yu Zhantian's eyes flickered and he thought, "What the hell is Ning Fengzhi doing?"

"I want to use this tower to join the Martial Arts Alliance. Huh, he is really a cunning old fox."

Everyone in Wuhun Hall was furious when they saw this.

"Sect Master Ning, do you want to protect this soul beast?"

"Helping the Martial Arts Alliance is making you an enemy of our Spirit Hall. Sect Master Ning, can your Seven Treasures Glazed Sect be able to stop the Martial Arts Alliance's army?"

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The titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace had a strong tone of voice, as if they were on fire at the drop of a hat.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and said nonchalantly: "Don't be angry, everyone. I just want to go to the Martial Arts League to understand the situation and verify the true identity of this little friend."

"So please leave. I will tell you the results after I complete the verification." Shameless...

Yu Zhantian was speechless. As expected, businessmen are all shameless.

Only Ning Fengzhi can say such nonsense.

Ning Fengzhi's words made Agedis Douluo and the others extremely angry.

Qian Renxue finally said:

"Sect Master Ning, you have to think clearly. If you take one step forward, you will pull the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect into an endless abyss."

"Who are you?"

"Holy Maiden of the Wuhun Temple."

Qian Renxue made up an identity, but her identity was almost the same as that of a saint.

"Saint of Wuhun Palace?"

Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a while.

The position of Saint in Wuhun Palace has been vacant for many years. It is rumored that Pope Bibi Dong intends to pass the position of Saint to Hu Liena.

Where did this saint come from? It was such an important matter, but the Wuhun Palace didn't reveal anything about it?

"I didn't expect Qian Renxue to appear in this identity. She is really not afraid of being exposed."

Yu Zhantian looked at Qian Renxue with a smile but without saying a word.

Qian Renxue suddenly felt excited and looked at Yu Zhantian: "This guy won't recognize my identity. It's impossible. Even ordinary elders have no right to know my identity."

"This guy is just a soul beast, how could he know his identity?"

Qian Renxue shook her head and dismissed the ridiculous thoughts in her mind: "Sect Master Ning, make a decision quickly, otherwise I will think that you are going to be the enemy of Wuhun Palace!"

Be an enemy of Wuhun Palace?

Or make friends with the Martial Arts Alliance?

These two questions stumped Ning Fengzhi. The Martial Arts Alliance was a group of lunatics, but so was the Wuhun Palace.

Ever since Bibi Dong took office, there have been even more small moves.

It is not difficult to guess Bibi Dong's ambition.

If the Martial Arts Alliance was chosen for this matter today, the Wuhun Palace would have a legitimate reason, and the Qibao Glazed Sect might not be able to protect itself.

But if you choose Wuhun Palace, then there is no chance of getting involved with the Martial Arts Alliance.

Not only that, but he might also offend these lunatics from the Martial Arts League.

The soul guidance device on the fighting plain that day would one day fall on the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

"I really shouldn't have come here to join in the fun."

Ning Fengzhi was troubled in her heart.

No matter which one you choose, the Qibao Glazed Sect will be destroyed.

Just watch the fun and lose sight of the sect.

If the ancestors of the Ning family knew this, they would still be angry.

Chen Xin frowned and said, "Fengzhi chooses well. The rise and fall of the Qibao Glazed Sect depends on you."

Gu Rong echoed:
"Yes, if you make the wrong choice... don't worry, I will live and die with the Qibao Glazed Sect."

As soon as the two people spoke, Ning Fengzhi became even more stressed.

Yu Zhantian took out a sofa from the system space, sat on it, and looked at Ning Fengzhi with a smile:
"Oh my, old fox, I don't know what choice you want to make, but please don't become my enemy."

"Otherwise, the family will be wiped out again, which will be quite troublesome."

Everyone present looked at Ning Fengzhi, waiting for him to tell his choice.

"Gamble! If you succeed, you will become famous. If you fail, your sect will be destroyed."

Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth and said:
"I am afraid that the Saint of Wuhun Palace will disappoint you. I, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and the Martial Arts Alliance are close friends. We live and die together. If you want to touch the Martial Arts Alliance, then let's fight."

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into silence.

The Wuhun Palace never thought that the Qibao Glazed Sect would fight them to the end for a hidden martial arts alliance.

(End of this chapter)