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Chapter 23 The Battle for Disciples
“Your Majesty the Demon Slayer, Your Majesty the Thousand-Pound King, this child is not my disciple.”

The student knew he was not qualified to teach the child, but did not want him to wander off to another place and cause the Spirit Hall to miss out on a future pillar of strength.

Therefore, we specially brought this child to our Douluo Hall of Worship, wanting to see which of the elders would be interested in him and take him as a disciple.

Zhang Duan spoke to Qianjun Douluo and Jianglong Douluo.

The smile on Qianjun Douluo's face deepened even further.

“Zhang Duan, you’re quite thoughtful, lad. I really do have the idea of ​​taking this child as my disciple, having him follow in my footsteps and inherit my mantle.”

Qianjun Douluo turned to look at Honglian and continued speaking.

"Kid, judging from your martial soul, it should be a dragon-type martial soul, right?"

Honglian nodded seriously.

"now it's right."

With a wave of his hand, Qianjun Douluo produced a long, black staff with golden dragon reliefs coiled around its surface. It looked very ancient and resonated with bursts of dragon roars.

Qianjun Douluo summoned his martial soul and then spoke to Honglian.

Although my Martial Soul, the Panlong Staff, is not a true dragon, it is still a half-dragon type Martial Soul.

It seems we have a special connection. I wonder if you would be willing to become my disciple and inherit my mantle?

Honglian hesitated somewhat when she saw the Panlong Staff in Qianjun Douluo's hand.

It wasn't that he looked down on Qianjun Douluo, but there were seven elders in the Douluo Hall of Worship, and he had only met two of them. If possible, he wanted to meet all of them before making any decisions.

Just as Honglian was wondering how to refuse Qianjun Douluo, fearing she might upset him, Jiangmo Douluo, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke up.

"The Panlong Staff Martial Soul, mine is too."

Suddenly, the Demon-Slaying Douluo intervened, summoning his own Panlong Staff, with rings of spirit energy flying around the staff.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo said to Honglian.

“Child, I think it’s fine for you to become my disciple. I’m also in need of a first and last disciple.”

As soon as Demon-Slaying Douluo finished speaking, Thousand-Pound Douluo turned and glared angrily at his younger brother, Demon-Slaying Douluo, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"I was the one who first said I would take this child as my apprentice."

At this moment, the Demon-Slaying Douluo lost all his airs of a superior senior and curled his lip.

"There's no such thing as first come, first served when it comes to taking on apprentices. Since we both have our eyes on this kid, let's each rely on our own abilities, shall we?"

"Little one, we are both newly ascended to level 96 Title Douluo, with the same cultivation level. Which one do you want to choose as your master?"

Demon-Slaying Douluo tossed a grape into his mouth, handing the chance to choose the other to Honglian.

However, Qianjun Douluo glanced at Jiangmo Douluo and said, "Who has the same cultivation level as you? I leveled up from level 95 to level 96 in soul power more than ten months earlier than you!"
My cultivation foundation is far superior to yours.

But Demon-Slaying Douluo rolled his eyes and said...

"But I'm better than you. You advanced to level 96 in soul power more than ten months faster than me. But that's because I sealed a Heavenly Awakening Golden Dragon in the Panlong Staff, which consumed a lot of my energy in cultivation. That's why you fell behind a little, okay?"
Now that I have the same cultivation level as you, you can't beat me.

Saying cultivation level is useless; with that little bit of soul power, in the end, it all comes down to who can fight better!

Demon-Slaying Douluo looked at Honglian and said, "Baby, choosing me is definitely the right choice. I, Demon-Slaying Douluo, have never been defeated. I can fight very well."

Thousand-Pound Douluo was extremely displeased. Although he was indeed slightly weaker than his younger brother in terms of raw strength, he couldn't show weakness at this moment, especially since their strengths were actually quite similar.

Qianjun Douluo immediately swung his staff at his younger brother, Jiangmo Douluo.

The shadow of the stick carried a strong dark light.

"Anyone can talk big, let's have a contest today! Let's see who's more qualified to take on apprentices."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo, wanting to intercept the prize, naturally wouldn't give it away and raised his hand to strike.

In an instant, the two identical Dragon Subduing Staffs collided, but instead of a violent boom, the collision produced a series of dragon roars powerful enough to shatter gold and split rocks!
Zhang Duan was stunned. He quickly pulled Honglian back a step and then used his soul power to protect her.

He watched as the two, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo, were fighting. Although they were still sitting in place without moving, their moves were incredibly powerful, revealing a great deal of their true abilities.

In other words, both of them have reached a high level of strength and mastery, and their control over power has long been honed to an extreme.

This "sparring" was so powerful that it could annihilate a low-level titled Douluo, which is why nothing around it was destroyed.

But Zhang Duan still managed to protect Honglian.

Although the collision of soul power did not leak outwards, each clear dragon roar contained a great deal of spiritual will.

Zhang Duan never expected this.

He guessed that Honglian's apprenticeship process should go smoothly, but he never expected that the two elders, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo, would fight over who would take Honglian as their disciple!
At this moment, the commotion caused by Demon-Slaying Douluo and Thousand-Pound Douluo could not be kept secret from the others in the Douluo Hall.

They confined the power of their battle to this pavilion, but who lives here?

None of the seven elders of the Spirit Hall were inferior to Thousand-Pound Douluo and Demon-Slaying Douluo. Being so close, their fight was naturally observed by the other elders.

Their spiritual power spread outwards.

The Douluo Hall was too deserted, and there was nothing fun to do on a daily basis.

It's nice to be able to watch the two brothers, Demon-Slaying Douluo and Thousand-Pound Douluo, fight and enjoy the spectacle.

The spiritual power of these elders naturally noticed Honglian and Zhang Duan standing to the side.

Honglian, in particular, was a completely new face they had never seen before, so they naturally took a second look at her.

A single sweep is quite remarkable; Honglian's martial spirit and the first soul ring of a thousand years haven't been put away yet.

In an instant, the other worshippers had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

The remaining few of them were also getting restless. None of them had a decent successor, except for Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had Zhang Duan as his disciple, and it shouldn't be a problem for him to become a Title Douluo in the future.

But the rest of them didn't have any successors.

Azure Phoenix Douluo, Lion Douluo, and Light Feather Douluo were all somewhat interested.

Just then, a wisp of spiritual energy, which was not weak, suddenly emerged from Honglian's body.

Several titled Douluo noticed this and quickly took another look.

In order to see the movements of Demon-Slaying Douluo and Thousand-Pound Douluo as clearly as possible, Honglian unconsciously focused her mental energy as much as possible on her eyes.

At this moment, Honglian's eyes emitted a milky white light, which was a strong spiritual power.

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(End of this chapter)