Chapter 297 The Troubles of Name Rejection
The situation in the restaurant was a bit strange. Chen Xin, who was beaten until his chest was covered with blood, not only did not show awe or any other negative emotions towards Dong Hui, but instead looked at Dong Hui with a grateful face.
Ning Fengzhi's sluggish face managed to show a hint of joy and gratitude.
"No need, you only missed that finishing touch, I just did it casually."
Dong Hui still had a bad face and completely turned a blind eye to Chen Xin's respect and gratitude.
"Swordman, have you broken through ninety-seven?!" Gu Rong looked at Chen Xin with a joyful expression, and he realized what they were talking about.
Chen Xin just nodded and bowed respectfully to Dong Hui again.
"How to thank me is a matter for the future. Now, Ning, please explain to me what you just said?!"
This is the disadvantage of setting up a character. In order to keep the rumor of having a grudge against Wuhundian alive, Donghui had to do something.
But Ning Fengzhi must still maintain his expectations of him. At this time, Chen Xin, who had already touched the edge of level ninety-seven, highlighted his role.
Anyway, it’s just a ninety-seven Super Douluo. This level is completely within the reach of Wuhundian or Camelot, so just help him break through.
"Senior, please forgive me for speaking too quickly.
"But what this junior said is the truth. In this world, there is very little hatred that will never dissipate.
"What's more, senior's enemies have already met their fate at the hands of senior.
"The grievances with Wuhun Palace itself are actually only some minor conflicts in the years that followed, and they are not really big grudges."
Ning Fengzhi would not dare to say this to anyone else, but since meeting Dong Hui, Ning Fengzhi has been trying to figure out the personality of this older generation of extremely powerful people based on past intelligence.
A person who is thoughtful but acts willfully is not the kind of strong person who cares very much about petty grudges.
He and Wuhundian, or in many cases, the troubles he caused with Wuhundian were just troubles caused by Sky Crocodile. It was not so much a grudge, but rather a sympathy between the opponents who wanted to fight.
It is precisely because of this that he, Ning Fengzhi, chose to be honest. When dealing with such a strong person, it is easier to gain the other person's favor by being honest.
Of course, this also involves some other small plans.
For example, deliberately irritating the other party, and then letting Chen Xin get compensation from the other party to break through when the other party is a strong person of the older generation who disdains being cruel to the younger generation and has a slight possibility of not wanting to do things right.
——To put it bluntly, reaching the ninety-seventh level is just touching the edge. There are many people who are stuck in this edge all their lives.
As for Ning Fengzhi's injury, it was the price of offending a strong man, and there was nothing unacceptable.
"You kid, you like gambling very much, and you gamble with your life." Dong Hui suddenly withdrew his gloomy look and looked at Ning Fengzhi thoughtfully.
"Senior, you are overly complimentary." Ning Fengzhi forced himself to bow and apologized to Dong Hui, an Extreme Douluo, for his little scheme. He didn't expect that this thing could be hidden from a Level 99 Extreme Douluo.
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Level breakthroughs above level ninety-five require character. In other words, no one who reaches the limit will be a true fool, and they will be transparent people with rich enough experience and knowledge.
"Furthermore, seniors don't need to pay too much attention to this. Wuhun Palace's winning rate is actually very small in a situation where the two powers compete.
"The first is the number of soul masters. No matter how strong the soul masters are in the Wuhun Palace, the soul masters are still only one in a hundred. Paladins can become paladin by picking anyone off the street, but their talents vary.
"And this talent can actually be modified.
"Secondly, compared to Camelot, Wuhun Temple lacks the advantage of soul beasts. Regardless of whether Wuhun Temple wants to become a Paladin or not, they will need a period of time to slowly buffer.
"Camelot doesn't even have to wait for the Paladin to grow. If it doesn't work, just ask the soul beast to take action."
To make an Ultimate Douluo feel better, you should try to make others feel as comfortable as possible.
"Okay, no need to say any more.
"You kid can talk the dead into living things with your mouth. I've reserved a place for the worship of your Lao Shizi sect. As for whether it's a big worship or a second worship, I'll wait until I see the Demon Whale in the Soul Fighting Field.
"You can prepare this sect in my name, I don't want to be responsible for secular affairs.
"But I'll keep away from your little schemes from now on. I don't like others plotting people's hearts."
The atmosphere has been brewing up to this point, and it's almost there. There's no need to go on any further.
"I will obey the worship order!" Ning Fengzhi immediately hit the snake with a stick.
"I will obey the order of worship!"
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The other people also reacted immediately and bent down to salute.
"Please also give me a name for the sect."
Immediately afterwards, Ning Fengzhi bowed to Donghui again.
"No, you kid has been telling me for a long time, but you don't even have a name for your feelings?" Dong Hui was really shocked now.
"Junior just said it, if there were no seniors, this so-called sect would be just an idea, and it wouldn't have a name.
"And something as important as the sect's name will naturally be determined by offerings."
"Okay, you go and work on this sect first. Don't be careless about the name. Let me think about it for a few days."
"yes!"
After several people helped Ning Fengzhi leave, Dong Hui came to the roof of Tiandou Palace, looked at the distant sky, and fell into confusion.
He is actually a bad namer. You can tell by looking at the names of his soul skills: Tian Ben Zero Style, Tian Ben One Style... and so on, until Tian Ben Seven Styles.
This shows how useless the name is.
"So what's a good name?"
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"What's your name?" In Wuhun City, it was rare that Qian Daoliu was not in the Enshrinement Hall with his hands behind his back in a daze today. Instead, he was rummaging for something in the huge underground library of Wuhun City.
"Brother, it's not like you don't know that Donghui, in Xiaoshuang's words, is a waste of names." Qingyu, who was also rummaging for something on the side, responded with a wry smile.
"Let's call it the Noumenon Sect. Anyway, Donghui's martial soul is also the Noumenon martial soul." Yinlong, who was also rummaging for something, said casually.
"Okay, let's call this name. You go and send a message to Dong Hui, calling the Noumenon Sect." Qian Daoliu waved his hand, and a hooded assassin bowed and slowly retreated into the shadows.
The tone was full of casualness. Naming his new force was really not an important matter.
"I have to find this someday." Seeing these books spread out, enough to cover three Wuhun cities, even Qingyu, who was already at level ninety-eight, felt despair.
However, this place is not open to casual entry. Anyone who can enter needs the nod of consent from the worshipers.
Strictly speaking, this place is not very important. It is just a record of various major and minor events since the establishment of Wuhun Palace.
But the history of Wuhun Palace is largely the history of the seven major enshrined families, and these seven families don't like to be exposed in front of others.
"There is nothing we can do about it. Shuang'er and the others need to find Xuan Tian Di Palace. We can only do our best, even if it is useless."
Yinlong sighed, he was lucky to be able to find one or two words about Xuantian Sect in these endless records.
——With so many records and such a long period of time, it is not uncommon for accidents to happen.
"Big worship, there is something weird here."
Just as Yinlong sighed, a sudden voice sounded in the quiet library.
The figures of the three old men instantly arrived next to the person who made the noise. This was a staff member who was called to help.
And now, this staff member is holding a book.
Qian Daoliu took the book, and Yinlong and Qingyu joined him.
To be honest, there is nothing surprising about the book. It just records some of the small things experienced by a certain generation of popes.
It’s just that this pope’s surname is Changyun.
It's time to sacrifice
(End of chapter)
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