Douluo Dalu:Divorcing Ning Rongrong–Why Did She Refuse to Consummate?

Before they knew it, only one - third of the incense stick was left.

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but feel a bit regretful.

He blamed himself for being too much of a martial - arts fanatic.

When he saw such a good talent like Chen Feng, he lost track of time for a moment.

"Chen Feng, if we continue to fight like this, it might not end even in an hour."

"Well, I'm going to activate my martial soul. You figure out what to do."

Zhao Wuji let out a low growl. Layers of wild brown animal fur covered Zhao Wuji's body like battle armor.

At that moment, he was like an ancient fierce beast awakening. His height soared to two - point - five meters, and his muscles coiled and spread like iron walls. His brown - yellow eyes burned with fighting spirit and domineering.

"Teacher Zhao looks so burly after possessing his martial soul."

"I wonder how Brother Chen Feng will respond?"

Zhu Zhuqing lightly supported her chin with her delicate hand, musing.

Chen Feng's soul - tool flashed slightly.

When he slowly raised his arm, all eyes were focused on the dark figure in his hand.

It was a huge sword.

No, to be more precise, it was like an extremely flat - cut huge black - iron ruler, heavy as if even the air was distorted by its weight. It had no sword edge, no sharpness could be seen, nor a sword tip, ending abruptly at the end.

On this black - sword - like iron ruler were engraved deep and blurry patterns. These patterns were winding and intricate, stretching from the sword body to the hilt, almost covering the entire sword surface. They were mysterious and filled with an indescribable ancient aura.

"This black ruler of yours is quite interesting. Let me test it out."

A flash of excitement shone in Zhao Wuji's eyes, a strong sense of combativeness and curiosity co - existing.

His figure flickered, like a rampaging bear - like beast. All the power in his body condensed in his palm in an instant.

His huge palm whipped up a gust of wind and slapped down violently towards the pitch - black huge ruler held by Chen Feng.

With a deafening "bang!"

It was as if two mountains collided in the air. The shockwave swept out, lifting dust, shattering stones, and an invisible storm raged across the peaceful open ground.

Chen Feng's figure was forced to take two steps back by this powerful force. The stone bricks under his feet cracked, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

However, to everyone's surprise, the mighty Zhao Wuji actually took three steps back in this confrontation. Each step he took landed like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, with a dull echo.

He took one more step back than Chen Feng.

This scene made everyone present's pupils constrict instantly, and the surprise in their hearts was like waves, difficult to calm.

They couldn't help but start to re - evaluate the young man in front of them and the seemingly simple yet seemingly secret - filled black huge ruler in his hand.

[Ding, it is detected that Ning Rongrong has a shocked emotion, emotion value + 100]

[Ding, it is detected that Tang San has a shocked emotion, emotion value + 100]

[Ding, it is detected that Xiao Wu has a shocked emotion, emotion value + 100]

[Ding, it is detected that Gu Long has a shocked emotion, emotion value + 100]

"This black ruler of yours is quite heavy. I underestimated you."

The surprise on Zhao Wuji's face gradually subsided. He rubbed his slightly red palm due to the shock, his tone carrying a bit of earnestness and approval.

His gaze lingered on the black ruler in Chen Feng's hand for a long time, with admiration swirling in his eyes.

He knew that his previous strike had been with all his might.

Yet this black ruler seemed to effortlessly defuse his full - force attack.

Even he had to admit that such a result was somewhat unexpected.

[Ding, it is detected that Zhao Wuji has a surprised emotion, emotion value + 150]

"Be careful, Mighty Vajra Palm."

As his voice fell, the second soul ring behind him emitted a dazzling light. The yellow light waves were like a newly - rising sun, setting off his figure as if a war god had descended.

The on - lookers couldn't contain their nervousness. They had witnessed the power of this move before.

Not long ago, Tang San was sent flying under this very move, just like a fallen leaf in autumn, fluttering in the gale without any power to resist.

Zhao Wuji's foot suddenly stomped down, like the beating of a war drum, making the entire arena tremble.

His figure pounced towards Chen Feng like a fierce beast.

The Mighty Vajra Palm was fully unleashed at this moment. His palm wind was wild and fierce, carrying billowing dust and gravel, comparable to a violent storm, bombarding towards Chen Feng with irresistible force.

Facing Zhao Wuji's fierce charge like a tiger descending a mountain, Chen Feng didn't choose to resist head - on.

He seemingly casually took a slight step back, holding the Mysterious Heavy Ruler flat like a mirror. Its broadness was like an invisible wall, steadily blocking Zhao Wuji's offensive.

There was a crisp "ding!" sound.

The fierce and powerful energy from the bear's palm, like a raging tide, suddenly lifted the Mysterious Heavy Ruler.

Chen Feng's figure involuntarily took a step back in the face of this sudden huge force, and the calm on his face was slightly shaken.

Zhao Wuji didn't give any chance to catch a breath. A cunning sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe."

Before his offensive completely subsided, he swiftly swung his huge palm again, hitting the Mysterious Heavy Ruler when Chen Feng wasn't yet ready to meet the next round of the offensive.

Zhao Wuji's offensive was like a tempest, irresistible.

His bear's paw fell again with thunderous force, heavily slashing onto the Mysterious Heavy Ruler.

Another "ding!"

It seemed to announce the final fate of the Mysterious Heavy Ruler.

Chen Feng could only watch helplessly as the weapon in his hand was shaken out of his grip by that terrifying force.

Like a kite with a broken string, it somersaulted more than ten times in the air and finally plunged into the ground not far away, causing dust to fly everywhere.

"Little guy, the battle is over."

Zhao Wuji looked at Chen Feng, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

With a half - smile, it seemed that he both admired this young opponent and showed the ruthlessness of battle.

[Ding, it is detected that Zhao Wuji has a surprised emotion, emotion value + 200]

Watching Chen Feng's weapon fly out of his hand, boos rose from the sidelines.

Those voices merged into a low - pitched tide. The onlookers showed various expressions. Some were gaping in astonishment, some had their eyes shining, and most were shocked by this sudden turn of events.

In such an intense competition, once the weapon was lost, it meant that the balance of the battle had tilted.

Gu Long was in the crowd, a smug arc curving his lips.

Calculating glints flickered in his eyes, as if he could already see the end of the battle.

Chen Feng, let's see how arrogant you can still be.

Teacher Zhao has shown his true abilities, and you're no match now, are you?

Hmph, let's see how you'll be beaten by Zhao Wuji without the ability to fight back!

As for Zhu Zhuqing, the girl with a face like a fairy, she was gently covering her red lips with her delicate hand at the moment. Her clear eyes, as pure as water, were filled with worry and unease.

Brother Chen Feng's weapon has been knocked away.

How can he still fight?