Chapter 65: What Kind of Cat Is This?!

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Chapter 65 - 65: What Kind of Cat Is This?!Weekend Double Chapters!!! ------***------ Chen Xin spoke indifferently, "Since my little princess has allowed you to leave, you may go. However, while the death penalty is waived, the punishment is not." "Take one strike from me, and then get as far away as you can." It must be said that Flender was truly loyal to Yu Xiaogang. Hearing Chen Xin's words, he knew that no matter what, he would have to endure physical pain today. Flender bowed and said obsequiously, "Sword Douluo, may I bear this alone? Please let my friend go first. He is only level 29 and might not even survive the aftermath." Chen Xin glanced at the disoriented Yu Xiaogang and nodded slightly. A mere Soul Grandmaster wasn't worth the dignity of the Seven Kill Sword. After placing Yu Xiaogang to the side, Flender muttered, "Martial Soul True Body, Eagle Owl Possession!" Seeing this, Chen Xin formed a sword gesture with his fingers. The Seven Kill Sword, which had been hovering in the air, rose and transformed into a massive ancient sword, two meters long and half a foot wide. "Go!" "Fifth Soul Skill, Awe in All Directions!" The sword strike was silent, but the boundless sword energy seemed to tear through the air itself. Flender took the full force of the strike and was sent flying backward, blood spraying everywhere. The power of the sword was concentrated entirely on Flender, leaving no ripple or disturbance in the surroundings. This level of control over power was truly astonishing. Flender's entire body was bleeding, covered in countless sword wounds. The domineering sword energy ravaged his body, making him feel as though he was about to shatter. As expected of the strongest attack-type Title Douluo, Flender thought, forcing himself to speak. But when he opened his mouth, all that came out was a mouthful of blood. Chen Xin said indifferently, "Get lost." Flender didn't dare to show any resentment. He clenched his fists in a weak salute, then stumbled over to Yu Xiaogang. With great difficulty, he picked up Yu Xiaogang and began to walk away, each step leaving a bloody footprint. His pace was slow, heavy, and filled with despair. Flender's heart was filled with sorrow. Today, he had suffered a crushing defeat, and it would undoubtedly bring trouble to Shrek Academy. If it were just a matter of him being severely injured, that would be one thing. But now, if anything were to happen to Ning Rongrong in the future, the entire Shrek Academy would be implicated. And Flender didn't dare to refuse. If he showed even the slightest hint of resistance, Shrek Academy would be razed to the ground today. Unless... he could find a backer for Shrek Academy that was no weaker than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan—perhaps the Spirit Hall, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, or even the two great empires. A level 96 Title Douluo was terrifying to the extreme, almost like a different species, far beyond the realm of ordinary humans. Ning Rongrong called out to Yu Xiaogang, who was being supported by Flender, "Hey, you useless old man! If you don't have the skills, just live quietly. At your age, still clinging to your pride—how pathetic! Stop calling yourself 'Master.'" Chen Xin was slightly surprised. The name "Master" wasn't unfamiliar to him. It was a joke from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—a man whose martial soul had mutated negatively, making it impossible for him to advance in strength. He had then devoted himself to theoretical research and proposed the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls. However, compared to Flender, Yu Xiaogang was even less worthy of Chen Xin's attention. A mere level 29 Great Soul Master, he had prostrated himself under Chen Xin's pressure, not even qualifying as an ant. Chen Xin found Yu Xiaogang laughable. In the Douluo Continent, where strength was paramount, a level 29 Soul Grandmaster calling himself "Master" was a walking joke. Moreover, did Yu Xiaogang really think he was the first to propose the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls? The top three sects and the Spirit Hall had long known about these principles. They had simply never publicized them. After all, while the quality of a martial soul was important, combining it with accumulated experience and theories was the secret to the long-standing prosperity of the top sects and the Spirit Hall. Yu Xiaogang, born into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and having access to the vast data and experience of the Spirit Hall, had only managed to outline the Ten Core Competencies. Yet, he had proclaimed it to the entire continent, hoping to elevate his status and reputation. It was a foolish and reckless move. His actions were tantamount to betraying his clan and the entire upper echelon of the soul master class. Thus, the powerful families and forces on the continent had collectively dismissed his theories as fallacies. This included the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Xiaogang's own family. If Chen Xin were to evaluate Yu Xiaogang, he would say he was pitiful, laughable, and a fame-seeking fool who had no idea what he was doing. The world was never warm and gentle. On the contrary, it was ruthlessly realistic. No family would hesitate to protect its interests. Chen Xin stopped paying attention to Yu Xiaogang and instead turned to Ning Rongrong, affectionately patting her little head. Having no children of his own, Chen Xin had long regarded Ning Rongrong as his granddaughter. Even if she acted spoiled and unruly, in his eyes, it was just the adorable charm of a beloved child. "Grandpa Sword, Rongrong missed you so much! Did you miss Rongrong?" "Of course, I missed my little princess. Look at you, you've lost weight from not eating or living well outside." Chen Xin pinched Ning Rongrong's slightly chubby cheeks. Hmm, it seems she hasn't lost weight at all—if anything, she's gained some. Tom, hearing this, was visibly upset. He stomped over to Chen Xin and patted the Sword Douluo's leg. Chen Xin was inwardly shocked. What kind of cat is this? How did it get so close to me without me noticing? I only felt it when it touched me. With Chen Xin's level of cultivation, even someone stronger than him couldn't approach him without being detected. Yet, Tom had done just that. How could he not be astonished? Tom angrily gestured with his paws and mouth, leaving Chen Xin utterly confused. Chen Xin wasn't angry. These people were clearly friends of his little princess, so he simply looked at Ning Rongrong for an explanation. Ning Rongrong, equally puzzled, turned to Shen An. This time, Tom's gestures were too complex for her to translate. Shen An took out a cigar he had drawn earlier, deftly placed it in Tom's mouth, snipped the end, and respectfully lit it for the Heavenly Emperor Tom. Tom took a deep puff, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke. The smoke formed an animated scene in the air. In the scene, a cat was cooking in the kitchen. After the meal was served, three people and the cat were happily eating at the table. "Pfft—hahaha!" Shen An and the others couldn't help but laugh. This was Tom's way of refuting Chen Xin's claim that Ning Rongrong hadn't been eating well. To say Ning Rongrong wasn't eating well was to deny Tom's culinary skills. Chen Xin was also speechless. What kind of cat is this? It can sneak up on me without me noticing, smoke cigars, and even create animated scenes with its smoke. "Alright, Grandpa Sword, let's not stand outside anymore. Come inside, and I'll introduce you to my friends." Once inside, Ning Rongrong introduced everyone to Chen Xin. "This is Shen An, the owner of this teahouse. Hehe, his martial soul is also a sword. Grandpa Sword, maybe you can give him some pointers when you have time." Chen Xin nodded slightly. Countless people sought his guidance but were turned away. However, since Ning Rongrong had asked, Chen Xin decided he could offer some advice. "This is Zhu Zhuqing. We were both students at Shrek Academy, but we left later." Chen Xin frowned slightly, not at Zhu Zhuqing but at the thought that he had been too lenient earlier. If my little princess is so outstanding, then the problem must lie with Shrek Academy. "And this is Tom, Shen An's house cat. He's an incredibly magical cat." Tom looked at Chen Xin with pride. Seeing how extraordinary Tom was, Chen Xin couldn't help but ask, "Young man, is this cat for sale?" Shen An facepalmed. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan is full of rich people. 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Chapter 65: What Kind of Cat Is This?!

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