Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 54 Slapping Tang San in the Face, Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?

"Oh? I don't recall having an opponent like you."

The voice of "No Thief Under Heaven" carried three parts nonchalance and seven parts mockery, like a sharp dagger piercing Tang San's heart.

Tang San was immediately drenched in sweat, and images of himself being brutally beaten flashed through his mind.

However, with so many people around, he braced himself and said, "My opponent is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, what does it have to do with you!"

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, Tianxia Wuzei burst out laughing, his shoulders shaking violently, as if he had heard the most hilarious joke on the mainland.

The traitors and villains around him chuckled, their gazes toward Tang San becoming incredibly mocking.

When Yu Xiaogang saw his disciple being ridiculed, he immediately stood up for him.

"Who do you think you are? Xiao San is a genius who is going to surpass the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. You are just an unknown junior. What gives you the courage to laugh at Xiao San?"

Upon hearing this, the group of "No Thieves Under Heaven" laughed even louder, as if they had heard another hilarious joke.

Even Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo, who were both highly skilled at maintaining their composure, almost lost their composure.

Because it's just too funny!
You and your master kept saying that they were each other's rivals, but when they stood right in front of you, you didn't even recognize them.

"Sect Leader Ning, Your Excellency Bone Douluo. Please trouble you two to tell this short-sighted master and disciple who I really am."

Having had their fill of laughter at "No Thieves Under Heaven," they decided to let Ning Fengzhi reveal his true identity himself.

Only in this way can we shut Yu Xiaogang and Tang San up.

Ning Fengzhi sighed softly and stepped forward: "This is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Wu Zei."

"What?! He's the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?!"

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang exclaimed in surprise at the same time, their faces turning deathly pale instantly.

No wonder they were laughing so wildly; they'd been acting like clowns all along.

At this moment, Tang San's face turned bright red, and even with his thick skin, he felt a burning sensation on his face.

Seeing this, Wu Zetian said helplessly, "You've fought me three times, and each time you couldn't even let me warm up. With such strength, how can you be my opponent?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's fingernails dug deeply into his palms.

"Seeing how sincere you are, I'll give you a chance."

The man with the title "No Thieves Under Heaven" pointed at the traitor and said, "If you defeat him, I'll acknowledge that you're worthy of being my opponent. Otherwise, don't go around saying you're my opponent; I'd be ashamed."

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this; he had truly been traumatized by the "No Thieves Under Heaven" incident.

"Hmph, you think you can defeat me without taking action yourself? Watch how I slap you in the face!"

He secretly resolved to defeat the treacherous officials in a spectacular fashion.

The traitor chuckled and jumped onto the training field.

He looked at Tang San mockingly and said, "Let me see if you can become my boss's opponent. If you can't even beat me, don't talk nonsense, or you'll embarrass my boss!"

Tang San sneered, thinking to himself, "If I can't beat your boss, can't I beat you?"

Before the words were even finished, the Blue Silver Grass suddenly burst forth from the ground and swept away.

The traitor chuckled softly and said, "Golden Dart King, possess me!"

Suddenly, a suit of armor appeared on his body, and he held two large cross-shaped darts in his hand.

"A mere trick. Break it!"

The two cross-shaped darts in the hands of the traitorous minister flashed with dazzling lightning as he hurled them out!

The two darts instantly pierced into the Blue Silver Grass, easily severing Tang San's Blue Silver Grass one by one, and finally flew back to his hand.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo, who were sitting on the sidelines, narrowed their eyes and thought to themselves.

It's a very unique martial soul, and its power is immense, not inferior to any top-tier weapon martial soul!

Seeing this, the traitorous minister mocked, "Tang San, aren't you good at throwing hidden weapons? Let's see if your hidden weapons are better, or my throwing darts are stronger!" Before he finished speaking, he threw the cross-shaped dart in his hand again, like two bolts of lightning slicing through the sky.

Tang San dodged to the side, a mocking smile on his face: "You're still too green to play with hidden weapons with me!"

"Oh, really?" The traitor smiled mysteriously, and the dart he had thrown suddenly turned back and attacked Tang San again.

Tang San was shocked, never expecting that the treacherous minister's darts could be controlled.

He quickly used the Ghostly Shadow Steps to dart around the training ground like a mouse.

However, the traitor simply flicked his finger, and the dart followed him like a shadow.

Ignoring the battle on the field, Tianxia Wuzei turned to Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo and said.

"Sect Leader Ning, Ning Rongrong should have returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School by now, right? I don't know what you were thinking, letting her run away from home alone. If it weren't for me, she might be dead."

Faced with Tianxia Wuzei's attempt to establish a connection right away, Ning Fengzhi responded tactfully.

"Thank you, Holy Son, for saving my daughter's life. If it weren't for you, Rongrong might have suffered a lot."

Tianxia Wuzei squinted at Ning Fengzhi, inwardly cursing him as an old fox.

This answer clearly indicates that they do not want the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Spirit Hall to have any public relationship.

But this is just for show; secretly, they're eager to establish a relationship with the Spirit Hall and play both sides.

"Sigh, Ning Rongrong was originally a very good support Soul Master. I even wanted Sect Master Ning to part with her and make her my partner? Since Sect Master Ning doesn't want to have anything to do with the Spirit Hall, then forget it."

Without giving Ning Fengzhi a chance to bargain, the thief-free world directly rejected Ning Rongrong as his partner.

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi began to make plans in his mind.

Although Tang San has shown great talent, if he were to die prematurely, it would all be in vain.

However, the Spirit Hall's Holy Son, Tianxia Wuzei, is different. He is secretly protected by a Title Douluo, so the possibility of him dying prematurely is very small.

After all, he has a Title Douluo protecting him!

Originally, Tang San had Tang Hao, a Title Douluo, to protect him, but now Tang Hao is a prisoner, and his own life or death is unknown, so he is unable to protect Tang San at all.

Just now, Bone Douluo sent him a telepathic message, informing him that there was a Title Douluo secretly protecting the world from thieves.

Comparing the two options, Ning Fengzhi still didn't want to give up on establishing a relationship with the Spirit Hall, and hesitated in his heart.

How to do?
Should we give up on making Rongrong a partner in a world without thieves?!

For a moment, even the old fox Ning Fengzhi couldn't make up his mind.

When the thief saw him fall for the trap, he feigned a regretful sigh.

"It's a pity. I was hoping that Ning Rongrong could break free of her shackles and become the first person to possess the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul. It seems that she won't have that opportunity."

The moment the words left his mouth, the usually gentle and refined face of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Master froze instantly, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints.

"The Nine-Treasured Glazed Pagoda?!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice suddenly rose, his pupils contracted to pinpoints as he stared intently at Tianxia Wuzei, his voice trembling with suppressed emotion.

"Holy Son, this is a secret passed down through generations of my Ning family. Even Uncle Bone and Uncle Sword do not know it all. How did you come to know it?"

Because of the limitations imposed by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he was never able to become a Soul Douluo in his lifetime.

How could Ning Fengzhi not be excited upon hearing this news!
A meaningful smile curved the corners of Tianxia Wuzei's lips as he calmly said, "I learned about this from an ancient book in the Spirit Hall. I know that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

He paused slightly, looking intently at Ning Fengzhi, his tone carrying a hint of detachment.

"Unfortunately, I cannot inform Sect Master Ning about the relationship between the Spirit Hall and your sect."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes immediately sharpened, even carrying a hint of killing intent.

Seeing this, Wu Zetian sneered, "What, Sect Leader Ning, are you going to attack me?!"

(End of this chapter)