A Terrifying Blow Shocks Spirit Hall
"Don't blame me for bullying you, you brought this on yourself." Yan looked very regretful.
Despite his arrogance, he felt a pang of pity when faced with a girl much younger than himself.
However, in order to obtain more useful information, he had no choice but to resort to this tactic.
Just knowing what happened today can be a small contribution to His Bibi Dong the His Holiness the Pope Bibidon.
This can also be considered a contribution to the Spirit Hall.
As a member of the Spirit Hall, he needs to make more contributions to improve his status within the Spirit Hall, or to enhance his influence in front of Pope Bibi Dong.
Yan needed this opportunity, so he couldn't help but make the first move, ignoring the boos from the nearby audience.
He thought these people were just unsophisticated.
How could a place like the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena compare to the Spirit Hall? There was absolutely no chance of him losing this time.
"Unleash your Martial Soul!"
Thud--
With a surge of immense Soul Power, Yan unleashed his Martial Soul, Flame Lord.
Although it's not a legendary top-tier Beast Martial Soul, something that can be heard of but not seen, his Martial Soul is definitely not simple.
Fiery red flames instantly enveloped his body, even dyeing his hair the color of fire.
Its entire body was engulfed in flames, and a faint smell of burning could be detected in the air.
Second only to the top-tier Beast Martial Soul — the Flame Lord.
"Bring it on."
Ning Rongrong calmly looked at Yan, holding her Second Martial Soul, the Fire-Stoking Stick.
In terms of close combat alone, this unassuming Fire-Stoking Stick is probably far more powerful than the Ten Treasures Glazed Sword.
She felt no tension whatsoever.
Yan felt a bit uneasy, believing that Ning Rongrong was deliberately provoking him by not releasing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the top-tier Support System Martial Soul renowned by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, for so long.
This is undoubtedly a challenge to the dignity of the Spirit Hall.
Boom--
Yan closed in at lightning speed and threw a punch at Ning Rongrong, a punch imbued with his own immense Soul Power, determined to teach Ning Rongrong a lesson for her contempt for the Spirit Hall.
How quick-witted was Ning Rongrong?
Two years ago, her basic attributes had already increased exponentially, and her speed was many times greater than that of ordinary people, making her impossible for Yan to hit easily.
With a single step, using the momentum to slightly tilt his body to the right, he easily dodged Yan's punch.
"Wow!"
The onlookers gasped in disbelief.
Despite her petite appearance, Ning Rongrong easily dodged Yan's attack, who was muscular and strong.
"As expected of the Little Demoness, she's so powerful even without using her Soul Skill. A role model for us all!"
"I thought the people from the Spirit Hall were all very strong, but it seems they aren't."
"Be careful what you say. The Spirit Hall has many geniuses among its members. Let's see how the Little Demoness handles this next."
Passersby watched Ning Rongrong and Yan's contest with great interest.
However, Xie Yue, who was also watching, slightly changed his expression. "To be able to dodge Yan's attack without using any Soul Skill, Ning Rongrong's physical condition is actually so good. She is not as weak as she looks at all."
"Of course, Ning Rongrong must have something to rely on to accept Yan's challenge without batting an eye." Hu Liena winked beside her, her mood noticeably brighter. "She truly lives up to her reputation as someone I took a liking to at first sight!"
"..."
"Nana, mind your place!" Xie Yue said speechlessly, "You're supposed to be the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, why do you always side with outsiders?"
" In the Douluo Continent, strength reigns supreme! Isn't that what our teacher said too?" Hu Liena scoffed.
"..."
The battle continues.
After Ning Rongrong easily dodged Yan Zhi's sure-fire punch, a bead of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He immediately realized that he might have underestimated his opponent's strength.
But how could a mere Support System Soul Master from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possess such formidable close-combat abilities?
Was it luck?
But the admiration shown by those nearby clearly proved that Ning Rongrong's ability to dodge the punch was not simply a matter of luck.
Little Demoness?
Why is it given such a title?
Yan was puzzled, but as a member of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, he was no pushover.
Boom--
Boom--
Boom--
He quickly unleashed three more punches, this time from three different directions: forward, left, and right.
Even if Ning Rongrong manages to dodge, she'll still be knocked back quite a bit, right?
In short, we need to establish the momentum of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation.
Thud--
Thud--
Thud--
But the next second, something completely unexpected happened to Yan.
Ning Rongrong was not only not defeated, but even took the initiative to meet his three punches, using only the Fire-Stoking Stick in her hand to fight them off one by one.
As expected, Ning Rongrong wouldn't be able to withstand even one punch, but she deliberately took three punches. Not only was she not knocked back, but she was also forced to retreat repeatedly by the impact of the Fire-Stoking Stick.
"This... this Fire-Stoking Stick, could it be her Martial Soul?"
"How could the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect leader have Martial Soul that's just Fire-Stoking Stick?"
Yan was greatly alarmed.
There's no other possibility that Fire-Stoking Stick could possess such power except for Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul.
"It's my turn next, get ready."
Ning Rongrong's calm expression suddenly turned playful.
How could Yan possibly break through the Fire-Stoking Stick, whose defense was gradually approaching infinity?
Even Tang Hao, a titled Douluo, couldn't do that, okay?
"What?"
Before Yan could react, Ning Rongrong suddenly increased her speed and moved closer to him. With a light swing of her Fire-Stoking Stick, she struck Yan with a whooshing sound.
Then, something shocking happened.
Yan's body vanished from its spot in an instant, like a kite that had broken its string in a storm, and was pulled to a great distance.
Thud--
With just one strike, Yan was sent flying by Ning Rongrong, flung dozens of meters away, and crashed into the city wall of Suotuo City.
The area that was hit was instantly shattered.
The city wall, which was originally several meters high, was shaken open and a crater three meters deep was created.
What the hell.
Thankfully, there are the walls of Suotuo City.
Without this city wall, wouldn't Yan have vanished from everyone's sight in an instant?
It's like Teleportation.
One second we were watching the two confront each other, and the next second one person is gone?
"Wow, that's incredible! I feel like Little Mo is even stronger than before!"
"It can only be said that the Little Demoness's strength is beyond your comprehension."
"The Little Demoness is awesome! She really brought honor to Suotuo City!"
Praise and applause erupted from the nearby crowd, all expressing admiration and astonishment at Ning Rongrong.
Xie Yue and Hu Liena stared wide-eyed, completely unable to react.
Even Hu Liena, who was somewhat biased towards Ning Rongrong, was filled with disbelief, "So... so strong..."