Chapter 200: Dugu Bo: The Young Lord’s Talent is Beyond Your Imagination
Chapter 200: Dugu Bo: The Young Lord’s Talent is Beyond Your Imagination
"Greetings, Poison Douluo!"
Bai Baoshan and Zhi Lin also hurriedly bowed in greeting.
All the resentment on their Faces faded, replaced by fearful and humble respect.
The deterrence of a Titled Douluo was at the absolute top of the entire Douluo Continent.
The three of them, Spirit Douluos, were not enough to be seen in front of Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo waved his hand, strode into the room, and sat casually in the main seat.
He tapped the tabletop with his fingertip and said in a casual tone, "Enough, skip these empty formalities."
"I didn’t come here today to cause trouble for you, but to bring a few good prospects to your academy."
As he spoke, he looked toward Lin Qingmo and the others.
Dugu Yan took a step forward, her eyes curving as she said coquettishly, "Three education committee members, these are all my friends, and they want to enroll in our academy."
Meng Shenji and the other two looked at each other, the smiles on their Faces somewhat stiff.
Their brows furrowed in unison.
Meng Shenji felt troubled.
What kind of place was the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?
It was the highest-ranking noble academy officially certified by the Heaven Dou Empire, with an extremely strict entrance threshold.
Those without noble backgrounds or extraordinary talent didn’t even have the right to sign up.
Even for Dugu Bo’s Face, they couldn’t just accept anyone.
If they broke the rules of the academy’s Legacy, they wouldn’t be able to explain it to Emperor Xue Ye.
But to refuse?
Even with a hundred times more courage, he wouldn’t dare refuse the Poison Douluo’s request.
If they truly annoyed this death god, the three of them combined wouldn’t be enough to withstand a single spray of his Jade Phosphor Serpent poison.
This was truly a dilemma.
"Ahem!"
Bai Baoshan coughed lightly and spoke up, bracing himself.
His tone carried a bit of difficulty: "Poison Douluo, it’s... not that we aren’t giving you Face, but the academy’s entrance rules were set by the Empire, and we can’t just change them at will..."
Before he could finish, Ning Rongrong took half a step forward.
Her fingertips moved slightly, and a faint white glow appeared in her palm.
An exquisite seven-layered pagoda slowly floated up.
"Three education committee members, I am Ning Rongrong."
Her voice was crisp, with the unique nobility of a Young Miss from a prestigious family.
"My father is the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi."
These old fogies.
If she didn’t show them something substantial, they would really think they were just some nobodies trying to get in through the back door.
There was no reason for the name of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to be ineffective within the Heaven Dou Empire.
Meng Shenji and the others instantly froze in place, their eyes suddenly lighting up.
They stared fixedly at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong’s palm, their breathing pausing for a beat.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? It’s really the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!"
Meng Shenji’s voice was trembling, and his heart was in an uproar.
The world’s number one support Spirit!
The biological daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School’s Sect Master!
This was a top-tier prospect that couldn’t be found even if one searched with a lantern!
Forget about enrolling; it would be worth it even if they had to treat her like a little ancestor!
The hesitation and difficulty from before vanished in an instant.
He even felt that his previous hesitation was simply due to having water in his brain.
"Miss Rongrong..."
Meng Shenji hurriedly stepped forward, cupping his hands repeatedly toward Ning Rongrong, the wrinkles on his Face smoothing out into a smile.
"It is the honor of our Heaven Dou Royal Academy for you to come to our academy!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhu Zhuqing took a step forward.
spirit power surged quietly around her, and three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—rose one after another from beneath her feet.
The spirit power fluctuations of Rank 28 spread out steadily.
The young girl stood tall, her tone indifferent and without much emotion: "Zhu Zhu, Rank 28 agility-attack systemBattle Soul Grandmaster, Spirit: Hell Civet."
Ning Rongrong had her own identity and the advantage of her Spirit.
But Zhu Zhuqing also didn’t want to be seen as someone getting in through the back door.
Although she didn’t have a Sect like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School backing her up.
She preferred for her own strength and efforts to be seen, to enter the gates of this academy on her own merit.
Bai Baoshan leaned forward half a step, staring at the spirit rings beneath Zhu Zhuqing’s feet, his eyes wide and round.
He muttered to himself, "Rank 28? Hell Civet? This age... twelve or thirteen?"
He was slightly surprised.
At twelve or thirteen years old, she had already reached the level of a Rank 28 Battle Soul Grandmaster.
This talent was quite good and certainly enough to enter the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
What was going on today?
First, a group of geniuses left, and now so many good prospects had arrived at once?
"Good! Good! Good!"
Bai Baoshan said "good" three times, his Face full of joy.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu also skipped forward.
Pink spirit power fluctuations suddenly spread out, and three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—rose from beneath her feet.
The spirit power pressure of Rank 38 was more than a level stronger than Zhu Zhuqing’s.
The girl shook the rabbit ears on top of her head, her eyes curving into crescent moons as she smiled: "I’m called Xiao Wu, Wu as in dancing. Rank 38 attack systemBattle Soul Venerable, Spirit: Soft Bones Rabbit!"
She was secretly delighted in her heart.
Look at how surprised these old men were.
Qingmo was right; showing off strength was more effective than anything.
When Qingmo showed his spirit rings later, wouldn’t they be scared half to death?
After realizing that even a Titled Douluo like Dugu Bo couldn’t see through her identity as a transformed Spirit Beast, Xiao Wu had become more lively.
"!!!"
The teacup Zhi Lin was holding almost fell directly to the ground.
"Hiss!"
He sucked in a breath of cold air, his fingertips trembling slightly.
Rank 38 Battle Soul Venerable?!
These children all looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old!
A Rank 38 Battle Soul Venerable at twelve or thirteen?
This talent was even greater than Yu Tianheng’s!
Originally, after Yu Tianheng and the others left, he was worried about what to do for the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Competition.
Now it seemed this was a blessing in disguise!
Just as the three of them were ecstatic.
Lin Qingmo didn’t say anything, only slowly released the spirit power around him.
The Aura of a Rank 47 Spirit Ancestor was released.
Immediately after, four spirit rings rose one by one from beneath his feet.
Purple, purple, purple, black.
The four spirit rings slowly circulated around him, the purple thousand-year spirit rings shining brilliantly.
The final black ten-thousand-year spirit ring emitted a terrifying pressure that made one’s heart palpitate.
"..."
The entire room suddenly fell into a dead silence.
Meng Shenji and the other two jumped up from their chairs, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
They stared fixedly at the spirit rings beneath Lin Qingmo’s feet, the color draining from their Faces, replaced by an expression of extreme seriousness and gravity.
"Purple... purple, purple, black?!"
Meng Shenji’s voice shook so much he couldn’t even speak coherently.
"The first spirit ring is a thousand-year one? The second spirit ring is also a thousand-year one? The fourth spirit ring... is actually at the ten-thousand-year level?!"
He had been in the Spirit Master’s world for decades and had seen thousands of geniuses.
But he had never seen such a shocking spirit ring configuration!
This completely overturned the basic theories passed down in the Spirit Master’s world for thousands of years!
It was simply inconceivable and unheard of!
"Incredible... this is actually real?"
Bai Baoshan and Zhi Lin even stopped breathing, their minds going blank.
They felt that the scene before them was completely beyond their comprehension.
Dugu Bo looked at the three of them losing their composure, a smug smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
He spoke slowly, "What? Never seen it? I forgot to tell you, these children are all only twelve years old."
He was secretly proud.
A bunch of old fogies who haven’t seen the world.
How could you possibly imagine the Young Lord’s talent?"
(End of Chapter)
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