Ning Rongrong's Combat Power!

Ning Rongrong was a support-type soul master. Even with her own buffs, there was no way she could block this attack!

Clang—

The sound of metal striking metal exploded, making even the scattered stones on the ground tremble and bounce slightly.

Ning Rongrong held the Immortal Slaying Sword horizontally with both hands. The muscles in her slender arms tightened as she forcefully blocked Dai Mubai's tiger claw, which was wrapped in White Tiger Soul Power.

There was not a trace of fear on her face. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda hovered at her side, light flowing from its third level as her Soul Power continued to enhance her.

Dai Mubai stared at the tiger claw firmly held back by the longsword, surprise flashing through his eyes.

He had thought that attack would at least knock Ning Rongrong back, but he had not expected her to receive it so steadily.

Before the thought had even faded, he suddenly exerted more strength. The white Soul Power around his tiger claw surged as he tried to break through Ning Rongrong's defense with his superior strength.

"Hmph!"

Ning Rongrong snorted softly, a defiant curve rising at the corner of her lips.

She abruptly exerted force with both hands. A faint glow spread across the Immortal Slaying Sword as she used a clever burst of strength to push Dai Mubai's tiger claw aside.

Dai Mubai felt a gentle yet resilient force strike him, and his wrist involuntarily shifted half an inch to the side.

Before he could adjust his stance, Ning Rongrong seized that instant of opening and twisted her wrist.

The Immortal Slaying Sword shot out like a nimble serpent, its sharp blade whistling through the air as it sliced across his chest with a swish.

Though it did not wound his flesh, it still brought a burst of stinging pain and cut a long gash through the front of his robe.

Dai Mubai quickly leaped half a step back. He glanced down at the tear in his clothes before looking at Ning Rongrong with greater solemnity.

"Not bad! You've hidden your swordsmanship well."

Ning Rongrong gripped the Immortal Slaying Sword. Her breathing was slightly hurried, but a smile bloomed on her face.

"Don't think support-type soul masters are easy to bully. Take this!"

With that, she tapped the ground with her foot, and her figure became several times more agile than usual.

Ning Rongrong flicked the Immortal Slaying Sword into a sword flourish and thrust at Dai Mubai once more.

"First Spirit Skill: White Tiger Protection Barrier!"

Dai Mubai shouted lowly, and a thick platinum radiance instantly emerged across his body.

The phantom of the White Tiger Martial Soul behind him threw back its head and let out a deafening roar, its aura suddenly soaring.

He twisted his wrist, and his tiger claw, gleaming with platinum light, precisely knocked aside Ning Rongrong's incoming Immortal Slaying Sword.

With a clang, the sword tip was deflected half an inch. At the same time, his left hand shot out like lightning, its tiger claw carrying a fierce gale as it lunged straight for Ning Rongrong's face.

Ning Rongrong reacted swiftly. She spun her wrist and held the Immortal Slaying Sword across her body, steadily blocking the fierce strike.

Amid the crisp ring of metal, she rode the recoil and drifted half a step backward.

Her wrist turned again, and the blade of the Immortal Slaying Sword swept upward, carrying a cold flash toward Dai Mubai's forehead.

Dai Mubai tilted his head slightly back, narrowly avoiding the blade. The tip of his nose nearly brushed against the icy sword.

Rather than retreating, he advanced. His right tiger claw attacked once more, its claw winds sharp as every strike targeted vital points around Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong's fighting spirit burned even brighter in her eyes. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda shone ever more brilliantly as boosts to her strength and speed flowed endlessly into her body.

She wielded the Immortal Slaying Sword, its sword light weaving like a net as she precisely blocked Dai Mubai's claw strikes again and again. The sound of clashing metal rang without end.

Platinum claw shadows and silver sword light intertwined splendidly in midair.

Though Ning Rongrong's attacks were not as fierce as Dai Mubai's, the agility of her sword techniques and the support of her enhancements allowed her to forcefully fight him to a draw.

The longer Dai Mubai fought, the more alarmed he became. He had thought he could easily defeat her, but Ning Rongrong's swordsmanship was so skillful that every one of his attacks was blocked.

Flender, watching from the side, was equally astonished. Ning Rongrong had completely overturned his impression of Support System Soul Masters.

As for Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing, there was no need to mention them. Neither had imagined that Ning Rongrong possessed such combat power.

Dai Mubai launched consecutive fierce attacks but was still unable to defeat Ning Rongrong, and impatience gradually appeared on his face.

He suddenly exerted force with both arms, and a powerful surge of Soul Power sent Ning Rongrong and her sword flying.

Ning Rongrong staggered as she steadied herself. Before she could regain her footing, Dai Mubai brought his hands together before his mouth as Soul Power suddenly gathered.

"Second Spirit Skill: White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!"

A blazing yellow-white beam shot forth like an arrow released from a bow, carrying scorching airwaves as it rushed straight toward Ning Rongrong's face at a speed almost impossible to react to.

At the critical moment, a sharp gleam flashed through Ning Rongrong's eyes. She frantically poured all her Soul Power into the Immortal Slaying Sword, and the longsword suddenly traced an arc before her.

As the blade swept past, a pitch-black spatial rift appeared out of nowhere, like a deep and shadowy doorway blocking her path.

The next instant, Ning Rongrong vanished into the rift without a trace.

"Hmm?"

Dai Mubai stared at the empty spot, his brows tightly furrowed and his heart filled with astonishment. What kind of soul skill was that?

She could actually vanish into thin air?

Before he could figure it out, a faint tearing sound suddenly came from above.

A spatial rift silently opened over his head, and Ning Rongrong leaped out of it.

The Immortal Slaying Sword in her hand glimmered with icy light as she brought it down viciously toward the top of his head!

Dai Mubai's pupils shrank abruptly. In his haste, he ducked hard while crossing his arms above his head.

Clang—!

The Immortal Slaying Sword slammed heavily into his arms, and the platinum radiance around him shook violently.

Dai Mubai felt a tremendous force descend from above. His legs nearly gave out, and his knees slammed heavily into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"This move... is interesting!"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth. Feeling the unrelenting pressure from above, the look he gave Ning Rongrong completely changed.

What kind of pure Support System Soul Master was this!

"Third soul skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

The White Tiger phantom behind Dai Mubai suddenly swelled in size, its mane standing on end as it released a deafening roar.

The muscles across his body bulged at a visible speed. His once well-fitted robe was stretched taut, while dense white patterns emerged across his skin.

Just as Ning Rongrong steadied herself, she was violently struck by a brutal force.

She flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily into a tree before barely coming to a stop.

Dai Mubai grinned, the wildness on his face growing even stronger. His tiger claws lunged toward Ning Rongrong like iron hooks, the fierce wind making her cheeks sting.

At that critical moment, a figure flashed in front of Ning Rongrong like lightning.

Su Yu firmly caught Dai Mubai's tiger claw with his left hand, effortlessly blocking the force that could have torn apart stone.

Before Dai Mubai could react, faint Soul Power had already gathered around Su Yu's right fist, which slammed into his chest like a meteor.

Dai Mubai felt an irresistible force surge toward him, and his entire body flew backward out of control.

He flipped twice in midair before landing unsteadily. When he raised his head, he stared at Su Yu with utter shock.