Ning Rongrong Cried Again (After Being Beaten)

Ning Rongrong Cried Again (After Being Beaten)

Ning Fengya launched "Frosty Blade" twice in succession, and the Soul Power consumption was truly no small matter.

Ning Rongrong had been running laps with her strength and speed auras active, so she was not in great condition either.

At that moment, Su Yuntian suddenly began a barrage of attacks. Ning Fengya immediately shielded Ning Rongrong behind him, and the first Soul Ring beneath his feet blazed brightly.

"First Soul Skill, Draw Ground as Prison!"

The mutated black tower once again enveloped the siblings, blocking all attacks outside.

Four seconds later, the black tower dispersed like smoke. Ning Fengya felt his legs go weak; more than half of his Soul Power had already been depleted.

But what worried him more than the Soul Power expenditure was... "Draw Ground as Prison" could not be activated consecutively. This Soul Skill had a cooldown. If Su Yuntian launched another barrage of thrown attacks, they would have nowhere to evade and no way to block them.

Then came the moment of despair.

Eight Aether Gates appeared behind Su Yuntian once more.

"Struggle to your heart's content!"

A dense barrage of "weapons" rained down upon Ning Fengya. This time, he no longer had the strength to dodge and was struck squarely by a flying egg.

First_Blood!

As he felt the cold egg liquid sliding down his face, Ning Fengya could not help wondering... How had two full years passed, yet these eggs still smelled so awful?

Seeing her third brother shield her from the eggs, Ning Rongrong felt both ashamed and furious. She had wanted to show off in front of Ning Fengya, yet after all that effort, she had been completely useless. In the end, she still had to rely on the brother she looked down on to serve as her shield.

It was all Su Yuntian's fault. As long as she knocked that hateful guy down, it would be fine!

Whether for the pride of the "Little Witch" or the dignity of a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect successor, Su Yuntian had to die!

"Seven Treasures have their name: first, strength; second, speed!"

Ning Rongrong shouted as she charged in with an attack.

Ning Fengya wanted to pull his sister back and make her steady herself, but... his hand was covered in egg liquid, and it slipped.

Eight Aether Gates opened behind Su Yuntian again.

"Delightful. Truly delightful."

Double_Kill!

With a victorious smile, Su Yuntian watched as all eight eggs struck Ning Rongrong without exception. Their hit rate was even one egg higher than it had been two years ago!

Ning Rongrong had only made it halfway before her body sagged, and she stopped moving.

There was no need to charge anymore. It was already useless... the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Little Witch thought.

At this point, the three-person Soul Battle, two against one, had come to an end.

Su Yuntian had defeated Ning Fengya and Ning Rongrong despite the gap in rank. Moreover, he had shown great restraint and caused no real harm to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's third young master and eldest young miss, though their exit had indeed been rather embarrassing.

Clap, clap, clap... Ning Fengzhi began applauding from beside the courtyard wall.

"Splendid! What a promising young man!"

Seeing the big shot voice his approval, Xue Qinghe applauded as well. Not only did she clap, she was secretly overjoyed and could not help crediting Su Yuntian for another achievement.

...Well, just for those eight eggs thrown at Ning Rongrong, Su Yuntian could have an extra chicken leg for dinner today. She would tell Da Xue later.

Little did they know that Ning Fengzhi taking the lead in applauding shattered the final line of defense in Ning Rongrong's heart.

The Little Witch, who normally feared neither heaven nor earth, wailed aloud once again after so long.

Ning Fengya was about to help his sister up, but Ning Rongrong slapped his hand away.

"You're all bad people! Dad is bad too!"

Without looking back, the Little Witch ran out of the courtyard.

In the distance, a powerful Titled Douluo gave a cold snort. Though he did not appear, everyone present heard it loud and clear.

Ning Fengzhi's expression became somewhat subtle. Su Yuntian's heart gave a jolt as well. He touched his neck and began to worry.

As everyone knew, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had two Titled Douluo guardians: Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong. Whenever Ning Fengzhi went out, one would accompany him for protection while the other remained behind to guard the sect.

Who had come out with Ning Fengzhi this time, Sword Douluo or Bone Douluo?

That cold snort had truly been full of icy menace.

In the courtyard, Ning Fengya had already come before Ning Fengzhi and said, "Your son has brought shame upon the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's reputation. Please punish me, Father."

In truth, it was Ning Rongrong who had disgraced the sect. But the little girl could not bear the blow and had already run away.

Ning Fengya had always been kindhearted, so he could only take the blame himself.

Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Go find Rongrong and bring her back. This is our first visit to the Crown Prince's Mansion, so we should get to know the friends here properly."

His nod was not because he truly felt his son had embarrassed him, but because he approved of Ning Fengya's willingness to bow his head and shoulder responsibility.

Although his third son's martial soul had mutated, leaving him destined to have limited prospects, Ning Fengya himself was still a fine person.

"Yes!"

Ning Fengya hurried away without bothering about the murky liquid still staining his body.

Su Yuntian did not dare act presumptuously. He obediently came before Ning Fengzhi, bowed, and apologized.

Ning Fengzhi merely smiled faintly. "There is no need to apologize. You did nothing wrong. On the contrary, I think you are very good."

Su Yuntian was secretly delighted, and his joy showed on his face. "That is all thanks to His Highness the Crown Prince's excellent guidance. I usually follow him in my cultivation studies, and I have long admired the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Even while exchanging polite compliments, Su Yuntian did not forget to praise Xue Qinghe. After all, she was the master of the Crown Prince's Mansion.

The three chatted and laughed, unaware that about a li away, Ning Rongrong was twisting about in a certain Titled Douluo's arms, smearing the old man all over with snot, tears, egg white, and yolk.

"Grandpa Sword, you have to stand up for Rongrong!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin hurriedly agreed. "All right, all right, all right. The next time I see that brat, I'll definitely beat him up and help Rongrong vent her anger."

The last time he had seen Ning Rongrong cry this miserably had been two years ago.

With old grudges joined by new ones, Chen Xin silently wrote the name "Su Yuntian" in his little notebook.

Yet he could not help thinking that this youth had defeated the third son and Rongrong one against two despite such a huge disadvantage in rank. His future growth was truly something to look forward to.

At that moment, Su Yuntian was following Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi as they strolled through the rear garden of the Crown Prince's Mansion.

Xue Qinghe was asking Ning Fengzhi about certain scholarly matters—nothing more than topics like classical rhetoric or "loyalty and honor." They could be called insignificant nonsense, but they greatly highlighted Xue Qinghe's refinement and bearing as the empire's heir apparent, making a very favorable impression.

Su Yuntian was bored out of his mind when he suddenly felt a chill down his back, as though someone were watching him.

He could not help shrinking his neck.

Could it be one of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Titled Douluo?

It seemed Ning Rongrong was not someone to provoke. He should quickly find a way to make up for this; otherwise, he would let her gain a little advantage next time.

Distracted by these thoughts, Su Yuntian followed along, but before long, he lost track of Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi and ended up near the kitchen.

"It smells so good... What is Da Xue cooking today?"

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