First Attempt: Battle Against the Country Chicken

"Ding~"

"Congratulations, host, on completing the Identity Mission."

"Ding~"

"Congratulations, host..."

The system's voice had started sounding incessantly the instant Ma Hongjun struck Ning Rongrong.

But how could Ning Rongrong listen to it now?

She forcibly severed her connection to the system.

If she had known Zhu Zhuqing would be hurt because of this,

she could do without any damn reward!

"Ten treasures spin forth with glazed light. The ten treasures have names. The first is Divine Strength."

"Ten treasures spin forth with glazed light. The ten treasures have names. The second is Divine Speed."

Whoosh-

Whoosh-

Two yellow Soul Rings lit up beneath Ning Rongrong's feet.

At the same time, two streams of emerald-green light circled her body.

After the Soul Skills' boosts, her attack was now a full three times what it had been, and her speed was twice what it had been.

In addition, although the Hyper-Acceleration Domain, an extra effect of her Second Soul Skill, was not as powerful as a true domain,

it increased her speed by another fifty percent.

It also slowed Ma Hongjun by ten percent.

At her current speed, she could go toe-to-toe with Ma Hongjun.

"You two..."

Seeing this, Dai Mubai was already mentally and physically exhausted. He had never imagined things would come to this.

Even Zhu Zhuqing had been hurt.

"I'll go find a teacher. Xiao Wu, help me take care of Zhu Zhuqing. Tang San, don't let those two fight."

With things having come to this, Dai Mubai quickly came up with a plan. After making a few hasty arrangements, he went to find a teacher.

The reason he went himself was that everyone else present was either a new student or involved in the fight.

But everyone's anger was at its peak now.

Tang San didn't know whether he should try to break them up.

Only Xiao Wu obediently went to take care of Zhu Zhuqing, letting her lean against her chest.

"Ma Hongjun, you'll pay for what you did!"

Ning Rongrong stared fixedly at Ma Hongjun, her gaze icy.

But Ma Hongjun dismissed her. "You're just a Support System Soul Master. What can you possibly use to fight me? Besides, if you hadn't seduced me, how could this have happened? How could Zhu Zhuqing have gotten hurt? When all's said and done, this is entirely your fault."

With that, purple-red light surged from Ma Hongjun's body. His hair instantly grew longer and gathered toward the middle of his head.

Two Soul Rings likewise rose from beneath his feet, and long feathers extended from his arms.

How did he look anything like a phoenix now? He was clearly a country chicken.

What a pity for the Phoenix Martial Soul.

It had actually appeared in the body of someone like him.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Ma Hongjun raised both hands, and his First Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

He didn't take Ning Rongrong seriously at all.

After all, he had never heard of a Support System Soul Master defeating a Power Attack System Soul Master of the same level.

The next moment,

Ma Hongjun abruptly opened his mouth, sending a thin stream of purple-red flame toward Ning Rongrong.

Clang-

A metallic clash rang out. Ning Rongrong hadn't even used her full speed.

Relying solely on the Divine Speed boost from her Second Soul Skill, she easily dodged Ma Hongjun's First Soul Skill.

The flame merely struck the open ground behind Ning Rongrong.

But Ma Hongjun seemed to have anticipated this result and quickly fired another burst.

Yet the instant he opened his mouth to spit out the purple-red flame, Ning Rongrong vanished from where she stood.

When she reappeared, she was already right in front of him.

"Wh-what the hell?"

"What Soul Skill is that?"

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened.

He thought Ning Rongrong had unleashed another Soul Skill.

"Oh? Aren't phoenixes supposed to be fast? Why are you just like a country chicken?"

Instead of answering Ma Hongjun directly, Ning Rongrong gave a cold smile. She paid no attention to his First Soul Skill, which had no killing power at all.

Her Divine Speed state gave her a two-hundred-and-fifty-percent speed boost and slowed Ma Hongjun by ten percent.

With such an enormous speed boost, and Ma Hongjun not being a speed-type Soul Master, while his Soul Power Level was only in the twenties, about the same as hers, what did she have to fear?

Once she closed in under Divine Speed, hardly any Soul Masters of the same level could surpass her speed.

And once an opponent couldn't keep up with her, how could they possibly hit her with a Soul Skill?

Wouldn't they be left with nothing to do but take a beating?

Bang-

Clenching her right hand, she punched Ma Hongjun squarely in his fat right cheek.

A large dent visibly caved in.

"You look down on Support System Soul Masters? You think Support System Soul Masters are just tools?"

"Your arrogance will only end up hurting you."

"Now let me show you a Support System Soul Master's attack."

Ning Rongrong ignored the question Ma Hongjun had just asked. Rage had completely gone to her head.

"This second punch is for your lust."

Boom-

A deafening blast rang out.

The next moment, Ning Rongrong drove another punch into Ma Hongjun's face.

Brilliant emerald-green light quickly enveloped Ning Rongrong's right fist.

And at the center of her fist, a faint golden light swirled.

This was the special effect of Divine Strength, which ignored part of an opponent's defense.

At the same time, Ning Rongrong's left fist followed, smashing into Ma Hongjun's left cheek.

Boom-

"This third punch is for your greed."

With every punch Ning Rongrong threw, Ma Hongjun's fat face was completely distorted.

Even the air trembled slightly.

Bang-

Next came Ning Rongrong's fourth punch.

This time, she struck Ma Hongjun's chin.

A crisp crack of bone could faintly be heard, and the emerald-green light lifted Ma Hongjun's entire body.

As his jawbone shattered, a sudden, agonizing pain erupted in Ma Hongjun's heart.

"Y-you're really a Support System S-S-Soul Master?" Ma Hongjun looked at Ning Rongrong before him and felt his legs go weak, actually beginning to tremble slightly.

With his jawbone shattered, he couldn't even speak clearly.

Hadn't Dai Mubai fucking said Ning Rongrong was a Support System Soul Master?

From the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

How was she so strong in hand-to-hand combat?

She was barely inferior to Dai Mubai!

And what was with the pressure coming from her entire body after she released her Soul Rings?

It made him so uncomfortable he could hardly breathe.

Was that why Ning Rongrong had looked at him with such disdain just now?

At that thought, Ma Hongjun seemed to understand.

Many of the women he had gone after in the past might simply have submitted to his lecherous intimidation.

Those who could truly approach him were either unafraid of him or capable of beating him.

Like Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong...

"It's not over yet!"

Ma Hongjun's entire body was knocked into the air.

But even while he was in midair, Ning Rongrong's attacks continued.

The first kick.

The second kick.

Offense and defense had switched places. After Ma Hongjun had unleashed his First Soul Skill twice, the fight had become Ning Rongrong's domain.

Ma Hongjun felt like a toy, enduring Ning Rongrong's vicious beating without another chance to strike back.

After taking a full seven times seven, forty-nine kicks, Ning Rongrong's attacks finally slowed, and Ma Hongjun took the opportunity to break away.

But if he wanted to counterattack, his whole body hurt so much that he felt as though his bones had fallen apart. He couldn't even raise his hands.

"Damn it, she's just a Support System Soul Master!"

"I'm the Power Attack System Soul Master!"

"Ah!!!"

He struggled with all his might, unwilling to accept it.

Because he had seen killing intent in Ning Rongrong's eyes.

If he didn't fight back, he would die.

Finally, before Ning Rongrong had made a move to approach him, Ma Hongjun put every ounce of strength he had into unleashing his Second Soul Ring's Soul Skill, Phoenix Bathing in Fire.

It was an all-around defense that also came with an attack.

Though right now, the attack looked utterly incapable of hitting Ning Rongrong.

"Tan... Tan San... sabe me... sabe me... or else, or else..." With Phoenix Bathing in Fire protecting him, Ma Hongjun again called to the nearby Tang San for help, his words slurred.

But before he could finish, he suddenly saw a cold smile flash across Ning Rongrong's lips, and an invisible pressure swept over him once more.

Did she have another big move?

Ning Rongrong waited quietly for Ma Hongjun to unleash his Second Soul Skill. She was in no hurry, and only when Phoenix Bathing in Fire had fully emerged did she finally move.

Before, she might not have given Ma Hongjun a chance to unleash his Soul Skill.

But today, this time was different.

Because...

The chance-based divine-skill trait Soul Skill had finally triggered.

"Ten Treasure Continuous Strikes!"

Bang-

Bang-

Bang-

A great amount of emerald-green light poured into Ning Rongrong's body, nearly drowning the entire area around her in its glow.

At the same time,

Ning Rongrong opened her palm slightly. Emerald-green rings of light burst forth one after another, gradually growing larger in midair until each was just the size of Ma Hongjun's body.

Just right for looping over a monkey.

She even let Ma Hongjun crawl along the ground to dodge them.

She wasn't worried in the slightest.

After all, the whole point of Ten Treasure Continuous Strikes was that it was guaranteed to hit.

Hitting him was like playing whack-a-mole with cheats on.

Bang-

The first ring of light struck Ma Hongjun.

He immediately began howling in agony.

Then came the second, the third...

By the time the fifth ring struck, the Phoenix Bathing in Fire effect around Ma Hongjun had been completely knocked away, and his Phoenix Martial Soul had also dissipated.

But there were still five more to come.

How could Ma Hongjun possibly withstand them with nothing but his body left?

"Die!"

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly and showed no mercy.

Bang-

Bang-