Douluo: My wife Qian Renxue gave birth to the Seven Calabash Brothers

Chapter 29 Shi Hao shows off his power, four black and four red eight-ring Soul Douluo!

"Old man, were you also sent by the Spirit Hall to capture me?"

Shi Hao said with disdain.

Bai Lao also said coldly with a cold face: "Are you the arrogant kid who came to my Wuhun Hall to cause trouble?"

He was secretly surprised at the other party's rude attitude, but at the same time he also developed a strong interest in him. After all, there were not many people who could confront the Spirit Hall so fearlessly.

After hearing this, Shi Hao laughed loudly and said, "Haha! You Spirit Hall lackeys are really ridiculous. Are you the only ones allowed to bully others and not allow others to resist?"

"Hurry up and give my mother back to me!"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone. The old man treated him very badly and he didn't want to be polite anymore.

Although Daddy said that we should respect the elderly and love the young, old people like this don't deserve respect at all.

"How dare you!" Old Bai shouted angrily, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

As an elder of the Spirit Hall, he was usually highly respected, and no one had ever dared to challenge his authority so openly. At this moment, being looked down upon by a child made him very angry.

“Get out of here… Don’t force me to attack you. If there weren’t so many people here, it would be really hard for me to control my temper.”

Bai Lao's voice was low and cold, as if it contained endless pressure. His aura gradually released, and the air around him became heavy.

However, Shi Hao was not intimidated by Bai Lao's threat. On the contrary, he puffed out his chest, straightened his back, and looked at the other party with firm eyes.

The atmosphere became tense, both sides were on the verge of a fierce conflict.

"You'd better not block my way to the Spirit Hall. Although Daddy said that we should respect the elderly and love the young, if you block me, I will still beat you."

Shi Hao said coldly, a hint of anger appearing on his face.

"You are just a brat, yet you are so arrogant. I advise you to surrender quickly, or I will beat you so hard that you won't even recognize your mother."

"Mother... Old man, do you know my mother? I don't think he knows me."

Shi Hao's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Oh, so you're here to look for my mother. I heard you've been saying that our Spirit Hall has captured your mother, right?"

Bai Lao suddenly laughed.
"Even if our Spirit Hall has captured your mother, what can you, a little brat, do to us? Our Spirit Hall is the most powerful force in the continent. Even if we make a small mistake, even if the other two empires and three major sects unite, they will have to consider whether the Spirit Hall is something they can afford to offend!"

"Old man, I'm telling you I'm really angry!!"

Shi Hao spoke with a serious face, his fists clenched.

"I'm angry, so what? I just want to ask you one question, are you going to retreat or not?"

Shi Hao looked coldly at the old man in front of him who was speaking so arrogantly. He said nothing, but his eyes were so cold that they could make people tremble.

The old man looked at the child in front of him without saying a word, and then released his coercion, hoping to scare the child a little, but this coercion had no effect on Shi Hao at all. The old man was shocked and asked, "Don't you feel anything? Even a Soul Saint would feel some insensitivity to my coercion and be unable to move, but you don't feel any change at all?"

Shi Hao spread his hands, looked at the old man with disdain and said, "No, it's just like tickling."

When the old man heard the word "tickling", anger suddenly appeared on his face. He widened his eyes and glared at Shi Hao. The anger in his eyes seemed to want to devour the other party.

His full head of white hair instantly stood up, like steel needles, revealing a powerful aura. Then, the old man waved his hands, and a ray of light surged out of his body, forming a silver spear, which was his martial spirit - the silver spear.

Then, circles of colorful halos appeared under the old man's feet. These halos represented his strength level - soul rings.

The crowd watching around saw this scene and exclaimed: "Oh my God, this old man is actually an Eight-ring Soul Douluo..."

They looked in shock at the eight soul rings that lit up on the old man's body, two of which were yellow, two were purple, and four were black.

"Isn't it a bit too much for the Spirit Hall to send an Eight-ring Soul Douluo to deal with a child?" Some people couldn't help but complain. They thought that it was too much for the old man to deal with a child with his strength.

"You little brat, you forced me to do this. It's not too late for you to beg for mercy!"

Old Bai felt annoyed listening to everyone's discussions. He looked at Shi Hao and said coldly.

"Old man, stop talking nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight."

The old man held a silver spear in his hand and stepped on the ground with one foot. The ground instantly broke into pieces and spread out like a spider web. He rushed towards Shi Hao like lightning, the spear in his hand flashing with cold light and carrying a fierce killing intent.

Shi Hao saw this, his face solemn, and he quickly swung his fist to meet the old man's attack. His fist was condensed with powerful spiritual power, as if to tear the void.

At this moment, the bones on Shi Hao's back suddenly became more dazzling, shining like bright stars. At the same time, mysterious inscriptions flashed on the bones, emitting a frightening aura.

Then, the four black and four red soul rings on Shi Hao's body also lit up. The onlookers who were closest to him were all stunned, looking at the scene in disbelief. Their eyes were stung by the light and they couldn't look directly at it, but they could clearly feel the incomparably powerful force in their hearts.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd: "This... a red spirit ring! A hundred thousand year spirit ring! There are actually four red spirit rings! How is this possible?"

"A hundred thousand year spirit ring is so rare that even a powerful Title Douluo may not possess it! Who is this person?"

"This is fake, right? How could someone possibly possess so many hundred thousand year spirit rings? And the first four are ten thousand year spirit rings, wouldn't he explode and die?"

These voices came one after another, and everyone's faces were filled with shock and confusion.

"And that martial soul is also weird. It's neither a weapon martial soul nor a beast martial soul. It actually merged with itself? It must be fake!"

But the crowd who saw such a large scene also realized how dangerous the environment they were in was. The duel between the two strong men would inevitably hurt others, so they quickly retreated to the periphery to make a large space for the two men.

Bibi Dong, who had been paying attention to the situation here, had a changed expression. She widened her eyes in disbelief, and even her voice began to tremble: "A hundred thousand year spirit ring? How is this possible... Is this really a power that humans can possess?"

As a peerless Douluo, Bibi Dong also has a hundred thousand year spirit ring, but only one. She knows better than anyone else the terrifying power and rarity of a hundred thousand year spirit ring.

(End of this chapter)