Douluo: Betrothing Ning Rongrong, Reward: Heaven Shading Method

"This is my turf!"

Seeing this, the surrounding people were terrified out of their wits and scattered in all directions!

"Who is this guy? Is he crazy? Hurry up and leave before we get dragged into this!"

"Young people, fighting over women. What a joke!"

"Let's get out of here! This hotel isn't reliable for renting rooms. Come on, let's switch hotels!"

Watching this from within the crowd, Xiao Wu's lips curled up slightly.

She had been worrying about how to find an opportunity to investigate, yet someone had unexpectedly acted on her behalf!

"You self-righteous fool, why are you blocking our way?"

"Get lost! What rotten luck, running into so many lunatics today!"

Ning Rongrong snorted in annoyance and berated him without the slightest mercy.

Dai Mubai, who had been staring at Zhu Zhuqing the entire time, looked utterly grim as he snapped back:

"Enough nonsense. You're Soul Masters too, aren't you?"

"Today, let's have a match!"

Standing between them, Ye Xingchen sighed softly, patted Ning Rongrong's head, and said:

"I'll be right back!"

As soon as he spoke, two Yellow Soul Rings emerged around him one after another!

His seemingly ordinary strength made Dai Mubai want to laugh.

"Looks like you're all show and no substance. You don't deserve to have both of these women!"

"Today, I'll teach you your first lesson in life!"

With that, Dai Mubai unleashed his Martial Soul and charged in close.

He raised his hand and threw a heavy punch!

His swift figure moved Tang San deeply when he saw it.

As for the White-Robed Man, he showed a trace of confusion.

"This guy is a little too arrogant!"

"Even I wouldn't dare stand still and take that punch head-on, would I?"

Xiao Wu shook her head slightly. Looking at the figure who remained rooted in place, anticipation flickered in her eyes.

She seemed to believe that this guy would definitely make a stunning display!

Clang...

Sure enough, accompanied by a piercing metallic ring—

Dai Mubai, who had rushed forward, groaned and was immediately blasted back dozens of meters!

Looking at the white-robed figure who had not moved an inch, with a Three-Legged Two-Eared Cauldron floating above his head—

Dai Mubai could not help but cry out:

"A Tool Martial Soul? Its defensive power is way too terrifying!"

Ning Rongrong sighed dismissively, glanced at Dai Mubai, and teased:

"With someone like you, do you think you can even touch a single hair on my Brother Ye's head?"

"You're only humiliating yourself. I suggest you apologize. Then this young lady might forgive you!"

Zhu Zhuqing, standing nearby, remained utterly indifferent as she watched everything unfold.

She had expected this long ago. To her, Dai Mubai's arrogance was simply asking for suffering!

"This... defensive ability... Could it be a Defense Martial Soul? Wouldn't that mean he's naturally invincible?"

Tang San cried out in astonishment.

"No, it's more than just defense..." Xiao Wu shook her head slightly.

"He should... have something else up his sleeve!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Xingchen, who had remained still, slowly took a step forward.

Glancing at Dai Mubai before him, he said calmly:

"You're too weak. I have no interest in fighting."

"Apologize, and I won't deal with you."

Hearing this, Dai Mubai's face turned pale.

Unwilling to admit defeat, he snorted as an extremely powerful surge of Soul Power erupted from his body!

White Tiger Adamant Transformation!

The next moment, a White Tiger engulfed in blazing flames appeared.

With the White Tiger Martial Soul attached to him, Dai Mubai's confidence surged once more!

He glanced at Ye Xingchen and pointed at him.

"Arrogant!"

"I haven't lost yet! What does hiding inside a turtle shell prove?"

"If you're a man, then one-on-one..."

Before he could finish, Dai Mubai's pupils suddenly contracted!

Ye Xingchen took another step forward. At once, the White Tiger Pattern on his Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul revealed itself.

A Bloodline Suppression belonging to the White Tiger of the Four Divine Beasts immediately descended upon Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Soul!

That innate suppression made Dai Mubai's face flush red, as though a mountain were pressing down upon his shoulders!

"What did you just say..."

"One-on-one?"

Ye Xingchen took another step forward. Seeing that Dai Mubai could not even use his Martial Soul, he smiled and asked:

"Will you apologize?"

Dai Mubai's face remained flushed red. He sighed softly, just about to resist despite his severe injuries—

When the crushing pressure around him suddenly vanished, leaving him thoroughly confused.

Looking at the white-robed figure before him, he seemed to understand something.

Gritting his teeth, Dai Mubai glanced at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing before giving a bitter smile.

"Thank you for showing mercy. You're the strongest peer I've ever met!"

"I was rash this time. My name is Dai Mubai. What's yours? Can we be friends?"

Ye Xingchen put away his Martial Soul, nodded slightly, and said with a light laugh:

"Ye Xingchen..."

After saying that, he turned around and left with the two women.

Ye Xingchen?

Dai Mubai remained where he was, shaking his head slightly, utterly puzzled by the unfamiliar name.

Watching their departing backs, a trace of loneliness crossed his heart!

With a sigh, he left as well!

Tang San, who had not made a move throughout the entire encounter, had flickering eyes as he looked at Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu, you were right. That guy is probably already a 28th Rank Soul Grand Master!"

"On top of that, his Defense Martial Soul naturally restrains me. I probably couldn't even withstand one move from him!"

Xiao Wu sighed with a complicated expression. What concerned her was not any of that.

Just now, she had sensed two extremely powerful auras from that Martial Soul!

Xuanwu Aura!

White Tiger Aura!

Only the Four Divine Beasts possessed these two auras!

Yet that guy actually possessed two such auras as Soul Rings. It was simply unbelievable!

As night gradually fell, Zhu Zhuqing looked at the large bed before her in the hotel room and found herself in a difficult position.

Clasping her small hands together, she glanced back toward the living room and sighed softly.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to wash up?"

Ning Rongrong came out after washing up. She looked at Zhu Zhuqing and asked:

"Hurry up. It's getting late!"

With her pretty face flushed red, Zhu Zhuqing shook her head awkwardly and said with a bitter smile:

"It's my first time washing up with a boy in the room..."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong nearly burst out laughing.

She glanced toward the living room and whispered:

"Don't worry. I'm not afraid to tell you that I haven't let him have his way with me yet."

"Just go wash up. I'll keep watch for you."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded with a blush, glanced toward the living room, and immediately headed for the bathroom.

In the living room, Ye Xingchen lay on the sofa with a calm expression. With every breath, he could guide the Spiritual Power within his body through a slow circulation.

The Soul Power mixed within it gradually began to fuse as his Spiritual Power increased.

Faced with this unprecedented situation, he felt somewhat curious.

He tried to make the Spiritual Power and Soul Power within his body attack one another, only to discover that they seemed to be one entity. There was no rejection between them at all.

Ye Xingchen smiled slightly. Had they fused into a third kind of power?

Just as he was about to open the system and ask about it, a sharp pain shot through his waist.

When he came back to his senses, he found Ning Rongrong smiling as she straddled his waist.

She held a plate of grapes in her hands and watched him with great interest.

"This posture is far too improper. You should get down."

"There's someone else in there. Don't you care at all about other people's dignity, you little brat?"

Ye Xingchen wrapped an arm around Ning Rongrong's slender waist and teased her with a smile.

"She's taking a bath. What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid!"

Ning Rongrong snorted dismissively. Looking at Ye Xingchen, she set the grapes aside and slowly leaned against his firm chest.

Feeling that warm presence, she smiled and said:

"I heard that once we get to the academy, we'll have to live separately. Will you get used to it?"

"Anyway, I definitely won't. If I'd known, I wouldn't have come to this academy. Wouldn't it have been better for us to stay comfortably at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen was slightly surprised. Looking at Ning Rongrong lying in his arms, he gently stroked her hair and smiled as he comforted her: