Douluo: Be the King from the Town of Soul Street

"Grandpa Bone, why are you here?"

At the grand entrance, an old man with a skinny face was holding a cup of tea and savoring it, but his eyes were not very kind.

As the distance grew closer, Cao Yanbing discovered that the old man was not really tall. He just had a particularly huge frame, which gave him the illusion that his clothes were all bones.

"This old guy... is not simple." Feeling the vague sense of oppression on the old man's body, Cao Yanbing instantly became vigilant.

"Rongrong, you're back."

The strange thing is that when his eyes fell on Ning Rongrong, his eyes instantly became gentle, as if he were looking at his own granddaughter.

"Grandpa Bone." Seeing the old man's kind appearance, Ning Rongrong ran over with a smile and took his arm. Obviously, the relationship between them was quite close.

"Rongrong, what's going on? We haven't seen you for a long time." Seeing Ning Rongrong's appearance and actions, the old man suddenly smiled. You know, the old man generally has no resistance to such actions.

"I missed you." Ning Rongrong smiled playfully, and as expected, these words made the old man laugh again.

After joking for a while, Ning Rongrong walked up to Cao Yanbing and introduced, "This is my Grandpa Gu, Gu Rong. He is a level 96 titled Douluo."

"Grandpa Gu, this is Cao Yanbing."

"Young man, I have met your senior." Cao Yanbing bowed slightly to show respect.

But Gu Rong didn't pay much attention to the etiquette of the younger generation, but looked at Cao Yanbing with an increasingly cold gaze.

He was extremely powerful, so he could naturally see the unique soul power in Cao Yanbing, but this soul power was very strange, as if it was incompatible with this world.

"Junior." Gu Rong shook his hands, and the teacup instantly turned to ashes. He looked at Cao Yanbing with a more dangerous look, "Who are you?"

"Junior Cao Yanbing, I wonder what my senior can teach you?" Although he didn't know why this old guy was so hostile to him, he was not afraid at all if he really took action.

"Oh? Interesting, no one has dared to talk to me in this tone for many years." Gu Rong touched the few beards left on his chin, his eyes full of teasing.

His identity is unknown, his soul power is unknown, and there seems to be a very strange and huge power in his body. Such a dangerous person must have some intention when he approaches Rongrong.

Normally, he might not pay much attention to it, but now, with the Qibao Glazed Sect and the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Sect destroyed, the approach of any suspicious person will make him wary.

The mysterious guy in front of him made him feel even more unspeakable.

Sensing something strange in the atmosphere, Ning Rongrong hurriedly pulled Gu Rong's arm, "Grandpa Bone, he is my friend."

"Friend?" Gu Rong laughed loudly, and nine soul rings slowly rose from the soles of his feet, "Rongrong, do you mind if I test the strength of your friend?"

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong suddenly felt anxious. In her opinion, Cao Yanbing's strength should be similar to hers, or even lower than hers.

Although she didn't know why the always amiable Grandpa Bone was hostile to him, but with her temperament, she wouldn't let such a thing happen.

"Master Gu..."

Ning Rongrong wanted to open her mouth to persuade her again, but she was interrupted as soon as her words came out of her mouth.

"Senior, please enlighten me."

"Have courage."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Yanbing instantly felt that the surrounding space seemed to solidify, and a stronger aura than the two strange beasts he encountered in the forest before emanated from the body of the old man in front of him.

As this pressure came, Cao Yanbing could clearly feel that there seemed to be a fundamental difference between this breath and the power in his body.

"Grandpa Bone..." Ning Rongrong looked at Gu Rong with a serious face and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

She knew that the old man who had doted on her since she was a child must have his own reasons for doing this.

"Let me see what your martial spirit is." Gu Rong closed his eyes slightly, and a forest-white aura visible to the naked eye began to permeate the entire venue.

Even an ordinary Titled Douluo might not be able to withstand the frontal pressure from a Level 96 Titled Douluo, let alone Cao Yanbing.

At this moment, his hands were clenched into fists, and his body was suddenly tense, and every nerve and muscle was stretched to the extreme.

puff--

Under the suppression of the mountain-like soul power, tiny flames suddenly rose from Cao Yanbing's feet and spread on his body surface.

With the appearance of the flames, the painful expression on Cao Yanbing's face eased slightly, and the pressure from Gu Rong also decreased slightly.

"Oh?" Seeing that Cao Yanbing's martial spirit had not been forced out under such pressure, Gu Rong became more wary of him.

"Legs... hurt so much."

As time went on, Cao Yanbing's body had reached a critical point.

"Xu...Chu...damn..."

Unable to summon the guardian spirit, Cao Yanbing suddenly heard two vague voices in his mind trying to control his nerves.

"Kneel down. Kneel down and you won't feel uncomfortable anymore. Kneel down and it'll be over."

"He is not qualified to bear your knees. You have the body of a warrior god."

Yes, I am a warrior god.

I am a descendant of the Cao family.

The belief in his heart suddenly awakened, and a sudden fiery red flame rose from Cao Yanbing's feet, instantly wrapping his entire body in flames.

His body, which had become bent under the pressure of huge soul power, slowly straightened up again at this moment.

"I am the Soul-Suppressing General of Rakshasa Street!"

click!

With a low roar, Cao Yanbing suddenly felt as if he had established an indescribable link with the world.

Immediately afterwards, his consciousness began to blur, and everything around him quickly became fixed and faded in his eyes.

The unfamiliar scenes became more and more familiar in his eyes, and the tall and unfamiliar buildings in the distance turned into familiar tall buildings visible to the naked eye.

"here it is……"

Streets, tall buildings, cars, pedestrians.

Looking around, Cao Yanbing was stunned when he saw the extremely familiar place in front of him. He never expected to come back in this way.

"This is...Rakshasa Street?"

"Small light!"

Although he was surprised that he had really returned to the familiar Rakshasa Street, Cao Yanbing became impatient when he thought of his younger brother.

He looked up sharply towards the top of the mountain. There, there was a simple but extremely cozy little house.

"Is this really Rakshasa Street?!"

Moving his stiff legs, Cao Yanbing walked towards the top of the mountain without squinting. As the frequency of his steps became faster and faster, he finally started running.

"General Cao??"

"General Cao is back?"

"General Cao, what's going on?"

Facing the friendly greetings around him, Cao Yanbing didn't pay much attention. At this moment, all he could see was the small house on the top of the mountain, because it was their home.

"call……"

When he stood at the door of this familiar building and his trembling palms fell on the doorknob, Cao Yanbing realized that he actually felt a little bit shy about being close to home.

creak-

Gently pushing open the door, you will see familiar pieces of furniture and that familiar smell.

He kept going from room to room, watching the furniture passing by him one by one. He was sure that this was home, but... where was his brother?

Could it be that my brother has...

Involuntarily thinking of the worst ending, Cao Yanbing punched the door into pieces.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Why did you tear down the door again?"

Just when he was about to turn over Rakshasa Street, a voice that was familiar to his bones softly sounded from behind.

He suddenly turned around and looked back. Sitting on a rock in the distance was a child who looked very similar to him.

"Brother, are you back?"