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Looking at Xiaopu as she threw a punch, I whispered, "Don't make a scene; remember our purpose for being here."
Xiaopu clearly didn't take it to heart. For someone of her level, dealing with this Old Man was just pure bullying. The Old Man was screaming and running around the room.
"This fool is going to cause trouble again," Chiba sighed.
I understood Chiba's point; we had just arrived in the Lost City of Lothar, and we should keep a low profile. However, neither Chiba nor I stopped Xiaopu because the Old Man's attitude was indeed quite annoying. I assumed Chiba felt the same way and wanted Xiaopu to teach him a lesson.
"That's enough; if you kill him, you'll really be in trouble," Chiba said to Xiaopu.
"Hmph, Old Man, do you submit or not?!" Xiaopu asked, raising her fist in front of the Old Man's face, which was already covered in bruises.
"I submit, I submit! Please stop!" The old man quickly covered his face and replied, no longer sounding arrogant.
Suddenly, a chilling aura shot in, making me feel like prey locked onto by a hunter, with every move I made under scrutiny.
Chiba seemed to sense something as well and frowned while looking outside the shop.
"Lobin, it's Lord Robin!" The Old Man shouted at the top of his lungs, suddenly energized as if he had been injected with adrenaline.
At his shout, Xiaopu and the three of us froze; who was Lobin?
Then it came.
At that moment, the cold aura abruptly vanished without a trace as a refined and gentle-looking young man walked through the door, exuding an air of scholarly elegance. His long black hair was tied up at the back with a jade hairpin. His deep red earrings sparkled, and he wore simple gray cloth garments that made it hard to discern his race.
The Old Man took advantage of the moment when the three of us were lost in thought to suddenly release Xiaopu from his restraints and rushed towards the boy.
“Lord Robin, please save me! I'm about to be beaten to death!” the Old Man cried out dramatically, wiping his tears theatrically.
The boy said little. He scanned Xiaopu and Chiba one by one, finally fixing his gaze on me.
At the same time, I looked at this boy named Lobin, feeling the oppressive aura emanating from him.
Suddenly, I gasped!
How is this possible?!
A Supreme Lord? This boy has reached that level!
Lobin smiled slightly at that moment and said, “It's rare for such a person to appear in the Lost City of Lothar.”
The Old Man scoffed, “Sir, while your character is indeed good, why bother being polite to these insignificant characters when you are the tenth in the Dueling Spirit Rankings?”
“Old Di, I see you haven't changed your old habits. Without Doudou, I wonder how you would survive in the Lost City of Lothar.”
Upon hearing this, the Old Man's eyes widened as he scanned the three of us up and down several times before finally speaking, “No wonder! I was wondering why I didn't notice. I've been here too long and have become insensitive to Soul Energy.”
“When I first entered the Lost City of Lothar, I was just like them; I was also subjected to your disdain,” Lobin chuckled.
The Old Man's face turned awkward as he turned towards us.
“How did you end up here?” the Old Man asked.
"What's with the nonsense? We came here just like that!" Xiaopu replied, his tone even more unfriendly upon seeing Old Man had found some help.
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. You all don't seem like the type to be here. Could it be that you're here for treasure?"
Xiaopu stared at me in confusion, probably not understanding what Old Man meant.
"I am also quite curious. With your levels and races, what brings you to this place?" Lobin smiled and followed up on Old Man's words.
"There’s no need to explain anything to you," Chiba coldly refused.
"Of course, I only wanted to make friends with you all. First of all, I'm very familiar with this place. Furthermore, if you really are here for treasure, we could look out for each other," Lobin said.
"Are you here for treasure?" Xiaopu asked with wide eyes.
"Yes, I've been searching for treasure here for about fifty or sixty years," Lobin replied in detail, a look of regret crossing his face as he sighed, "Unfortunately, I've never had any luck."
Hearing that number made my heart skip a beat. Are we really going to spend decades or even hundreds of years here?
"Don't be afraid, miss. I've walked quite a few wrong paths alone here, so if you don't mind, we could team up and save each other some trouble," Lobin suggested.
I had no idea what Lobin was thinking. I absolutely did not believe he could trust us so easily after just meeting us. I certainly didn’t think he had such good intentions towards the three of us.
Looking at his smiling face, the term "smiling tiger" came to my mind.
"No need," Chiba decisively rejected him.
"Don't refuse so quickly; think it over," Lobin said with an unchanging smile.
"We're leaving." Chiba directly ignored Lobin and said to Xiaopu and me.
Both Xiaopu and I remembered what Chiba had said when we entered the Lost City of Lothar: don't trust anyone.
Xiaopu didn't say anything more and followed Chiba toward the shop's entrance.
Just as we were about to step out, the entire shop trembled slightly, and all the weapons clashed against each other, producing a piercing sound.
The noise grew louder.
"Xi Meng, protect Xiaopu. I'll handle that person," Chiba whispered.
The opponent was a Supreme Lord, two levels higher than me. Although Chiba was strong as a High-ranking Dark Saint, dealing with such a figure was definitely not comparable!
"Chiba, let me—" I started to say.
Chiba showed a calm smile. "Let me show you the results of my training during this time."
Chiba's confidence reassured me significantly; he wasn't the type to boast without knowing his limits.
As the three of us stopped in our tracks, Lobin laughed, "I told you not to rush."
"I actually want to see what level the tenth place in the Dueling Spirit Rankings is like."
"Kid, I advise you not to be so arrogant. Do you know how many people are in the Lost City of Lothar? Let me tell you, there are a full hundred thousand. Lord Robin is ranked tenth among those hundred thousand strong; do you dare to provoke him as a newcomer?" the Old Man hurriedly flattered.
"How many are left after excluding those useless ones like you?" Chiba asked.
"You!" the Old Man was suddenly at a loss for words.
I had already noticed that while Chiba was cold and not very talkative, when he did speak, his sharp tongue could leave people speechless.
"Stop talking nonsense," Lobin said to the Old Man. "Old Di, go get the weapon I ordered before; it's a good time to practice."
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get it right away."
Not long after the Old Man entered the side door, he came out holding a box. He wiped it with his sleeve in a flattering manner and said to Lobin, "My lord, do you find it satisfactory?"
Lobin took out a long sword from the box, and the entire blade emitted a buzzing sound, as if communicating with its new master.
I could hardly believe that such a weapon was made by that little kid named Doudou; it was truly astonishing.
"Not bad. After we finish our duel, just charge me for any damages," Lobin said with a satisfied smile, looking happily at the sword in his hand.
"Alright then, I'll take my leave."
Once he had said what he wanted, the Old Man quickly retreated back through the side door and slammed it shut, fearing any repercussions.
"Choose any weapon you like," Lobin generously offered to Chiba.
"No need," Chiba replied in his usual tone.
Lobin frowned and said, "With your level, not taking a weapon won't be enough for me to practice."
Chiba didn't get angry; he quietly replied, "Then let's see how long I can hold out."
"Ha." Lobin sneered, putting the long sword back into the box.
"Let's get started—"
"Snow Leaf—" Chiba was the first to launch an attack.
Lobin continued to smile, standing still, his expression seemingly mocking something.
"I say, you really underestimate me," Lobin easily blocked Chiba's attack with his body.
As I suspected, Chiba was definitely no match for Lobin; his strongest strike was like a mere tickle to Lobin.
"Not bad." After uttering those two words, Chiba forced a smile and said, "You should feel honored; the next attack will be the first one in history that you truly experience."
I was taken aback. Could it be—
"Dragon Soul," Chiba whispered.
Oh my god, did they really succeed in merging?!
The deafening roar of a dragon echoed, a sound that was definitely more powerful than any dragon I had encountered before.
Chiba's body began to swell gradually, and the entire shop could no longer withstand this transformation. With a loud bang, it shattered, scattering weapons everywhere.
Chiba stood ten meters tall, still in human form but covered in various colored dragon scales, with a sharp dragon horn protruding from his head!
It wasn't over yet; his back began to tear open, sprouting a pair of enormous colorful wings!
Even more terrifying is that after transforming, Chiba's Soul Energy has reached the intermediate level of Supreme Lord, even giving me the illusion that dealing with a high-level Supreme Lord wouldn't be too difficult.
I stared blankly at this new species in front of me; it truly looked extraordinary.
"Chiba transformed?" Xiaopu finally reacted and asked in a daze.
"Yes, it seems he has successfully fused with Dragon Soul," I replied.
Lobin put away the smile on his face and looked at the transformed Chiba in shock.
Every creature here is a different species; most I have heard of but never seen. However, the current Chiba is definitely something unheard of and unseen.
No one could name him, nor would they know his race.
I believe that after this battle, a new rumor will spread throughout the Lost City of Lothar—a new species has been born.
"No matter what you are, I will fight with all my strength," Lobin said seriously.
This is no longer an ordinary challenge; it concerns dignity and the Dueling Spirit Rankings.
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