The Crowd's Disbelief, Challenging Yu Tianheng

Ning Rongrong took short, quick steps as she dashed out of the formation.

The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, fearing that something might happen to her, simply followed closely behind her.

"Darn it, didn't Father say that everyone coming here this time would be a soul master genius over the age of twelve? Why is there a boy who looks so young?"

Ning Rongrong had lived in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect since she was a child, which was precisely why she had developed such a fearless personality.

Having just awakened with innate rank nine soul power this year, she was feeling incredibly proud of herself.

However.

Perhaps it was because there were so many geniuses coming and going here.

Or perhaps it was because her short legs made her too small.

She had barely jumped down from the high platform when, in the blink of an eye, she lost track of Ye Xuan and Hu Liena.

Just like that.

She darted back and forth through the crowd.

The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect watched with their hearts in their throats.

If this little ancestor of their sect were to trip or get hurt.

They would absolutely be punished.

Just as Ning Rongrong was still searching for Ye Xuan.

Suddenly, she wasn't paying attention to her feet.

She tripped.

Seeing that she was about to fall the next second.

Ning Rongrong nervously closed her eyes.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't feel the sensation of hitting the ground.

When she opened her eyes.

She saw a hand as white as jade holding her by the back of her collar.

Coming into view was a young man with a fair complexion and a hint of worry between his brows.

It was none other than Ye Xuan.

"Are you alright?"

Hearing his inquiry.

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment.

Then, she shook her head very vigorously.

"I... I'm fine."

Hearing her say she was fine, Ye Xuan helped her up and reached out to pat her little head.

"Be careful, there are people everywhere here; it's easy to get hurt if you run around."

At the same time.

On the other side.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo happened to witness the scene of "some unknown little boy" patting his precious daughter's head.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Bone Douluo's clenched fist made a cracking sound.

Ning Fengzhi's expression was as gloomy as water.

But soon.

They noticed the clothing Ye Xuan was wearing, which bore the emblem of the Martial Soul Hall.

"Fengzhi, that brat seems to be Pope Bibi Dong's second disciple."

Veins bulged slightly on Bone Douluo's forehead, forming a large cross-shaped mark.

His face was also slightly ferocious.

As if the moment Ning Fengzhi gave the order.

He would go and beat Ye Xuan up.

"Uncle Bone, calm down..."

In truth, Ning Fengzhi was also extremely displeased; his precious daughter had only ever been close to him and the Sword and Bone Douluo since she was small.

And yet, now an "unknown outsider" was patting his beloved daughter's head.

"Junior Brother, what are you doing...?"

At this very moment, Hu Liena, who was standing beside Ye Xuan, also noticed Ning Rongrong, whom Ye Xuan was patting on the head.

Seeing this.

The corners of her eyes couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Good grief.

Patting the head of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess in public.

If her father were to see such a thing.

He would likely want to hack his junior brother into pieces and bury the corpse in the wilderness.

Thinking this, Hu Liena raised her eyes to look around.

However, when she saw Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo in the distance looking at her junior brother with gloomy expressions, her heart went cold.

It turned out that when her junior brother patted Ning Rongrong's head, these two old fogies were watching the whole thing live.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples following behind Ning Rongrong were all petrified upon seeing this scene.

Truly, good grief.

They couldn't even manage to make eye contact with Ning Rongrong, yet now someone had started patting her head.

"Junior brother, let's head to the arena. Since we've come here, we naturally need to show off our strength."

Hearing Hu Liena's words, Ye Xuan finally withdrew his hand from Ning Rongrong's head.

"Mn, let's go, Senior Sister."

Ye Xuan stood up, ready to leave.

Just as he was about to walk away, he felt his hand being held back.

Ye Xuan: (⊙_⊙)???

"Where are you two going to play? Rongrong wants to go with you too."

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Xuan's eyes twitched slightly, and Hu Liena's brain simply crashed.

Standing in the distance, Bone Douluo was so angry that his martial soul was on the verge of manifesting.

"Ah, this..."

Ye Xuan was the first to recover, but after a brief moment of thought, he finally nodded in agreement.

"You can follow, but you must stay obediently by our side and not run around."

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples heard Ye Xuan's words and were once again petrified on the spot.

What shocked them even more was the result.

Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess actually nodded and agreed to him with a completely serious face!

"Mm-hmm! I promise, I won't run around."

The young prodigies who had come here were mostly between the level of Soul Grand Master and Soul Elder.

Hu Liena was twelve years old this year, yet her soul power had already broken through to the thirty-first level Soul Elder realm.

It could be said that at the same age, her talent could absolutely leave others in the dust by dozens of streets.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

On the arena.

"Third Soul Skill, Wrath of the Thunder God!"

Terrifying blue lightning snakes swept across the entire arena.

As a genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan with innate level eight soul power, second only to Yu Tianheng in talent.

Fifteen-year-old Yu Tianxin had now cultivated to the thirty-third level Soul Elder realm.

However.

His face was extremely pale at this moment, and most of the soul power within his body had been exhausted.

Hu Liena, who was battling him, revealed a faint smile at the corner of her mouth; it was clear that she hadn't used her full strength in this fight.

"You lost."

A very fine thread of soul power surged from Hu Liena's palm, directly shattering Yu Tianxin's mental world.

"Thump!"

Yu Tianxin fainted instantly and fell outside the arena.

The various factions that had been chatting happily on the other side naturally noticed the situation that had just occurred on this arena.

They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that Hu Liena was truly worthy of being the disciple of Pope Bibi Dong.

To think she had so easily dealt with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's strongest genius, Yu Tianxin.

However.

At this moment, the expression of the Blue Lightning Vice Sect Master, Yu Luomian, who had come here, looked exceptionally gloomy.

For any faction, seeing their own greatest genius so easily crushed by the prodigy of another is an outcome they would never wish to witness.

Seeing his cousin defeated so miserably, Yu Tianheng immediately prepared to step onto the stage to battle Hu Liena.

Hu Liena saw that the opponent still wanted to come looking for a beating, and she did not refuse.

However, in the very next second.

The figure of Ye Xuan appeared beside Hu Liena.

"Senior Sister, let me handle this battle."

At this moment.

Ye Xuan's sudden appearance caught everyone present off guard.

After all.

In their eyes, Ye Xuan was nothing more than a greenhorn.

No matter how strong his talent might be, he was still just a one-ring Soul Master.

Going up against Yu Tianheng, a level 25 Soul Grand Master.

It was purely looking for a beating.