pertwk Chapter 65: What Kind of Cat Is This?!
Chapter 65: What Kind of Cat Is This?!
Chapter 65 - 65: What Kind of Cat Is This?!Weekend Double Chapters!!!
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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 re