Zhu Zhuqing was coldly glamorous and sexy, Qian Renxue holy and noble, Hu Liena seductive and bewitching, Huo Wu passionate and fiery.
And so on.
What was I thinking?
Little Jiu really wanted to punch himself to death. He hurriedly pushed the two Huo Wus away. He was a gentleman, after all.
"What do we do? I'm scared!" Although Xue Beng coveted Huo Wu, compared to his life, beauties were nothing but passing clouds.
Xue Ye looked at Ning Fengzhi and asked with an ugly expression, "Sect Master Ning, can Ma Hong Jun win?"
"Don't worry!"
Ning Fengzhi smiled confidently. "Although Huo Wu's Martial Soul has evolved and her Soul Power has risen to Level 60, she has no Soul Rings! Five rings against seven rings—and Ma Hong Jun has even received the Sea God's blessing. Huo Wu doesn't stand a chance! Every one of Ma Hong Jun's Soul Rings has been enhanced to the very limit his body can withstand!"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's analysis, Xue Ye finally relaxed. Then he snorted. "It's only a Martial Soul mutation. If you're so capable, why don't you make Huo Wu obtain Soul Rings immediately?"
"Is that so? I really can do that!"
Little Jiu waved his hand and activated the Soul Power within his body. He immediately scattered a Crimson Flame Thorn seed. Nourished by Little Jiu's surging Soul Power, the Crimson Flame Thorn rapidly grew to ten thousand meters long, like a crimson flame dragon.
"Not only can I grant Huo Wu Soul Rings, I can even give her a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!"
"Sacrifice!"
Little Jiu separated out a wisp of God-level Spiritual Power and controlled the Heavenly Wood Laurel Tree to sacrifice itself to Huo Wu.
I can even sacrifice to others. What do you think of that?
Little Jiu