Douluo: Dropping Divine Positions, Everything's Gone Haywire!
Chapter 37

Ning Fengzhi's Worries

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Since the trials no longer issued tasks that required running until her legs were ruined, Ning Rongrong had no intention of seeking out suffering for herself.

She ran three laps just to test the waters.

Just as she was planning to return to her room to cultivate, she suddenly received another trial notification.

Battle God's Eleventh Trial: I achieve the future with my own two hands. As the successor to the Battle God, one's martial virtue must be abundant; train your own two fists. Go to the Seven Treasure Forest and use your bare hands to snap a century-old Red Leaf Parasol Tree. Time limit: one month.

Upon hearing the content of the trial, Ning Rongrong nearly choked on her own saliva.

What was a Red Leaf Parasol Tree?

It was a type of plant-based soul beast with absolutely no offensive capabilities.

Its only notable characteristic was that it grew quickly.

A ten-year-old Red Leaf Parasol Tree could grow to the thickness of a bowl and reach ten meters in height.

As for a century-old Red Leaf Parasol Tree, not a single one was under fifty meters, and the trunk could reach a thickness that required two grown men to wrap their arms around.

This was also the reason why the sect's idea of farming soul beasts could be implemented so quickly.

Plant a batch of Red Leaf Parasol Trees, and in a few decades, you would have a whole forest.

This thing was designed to thrive as long as it had water.

"Let... this young lady use her fists to snap a century-old Red Leaf Parasol Tree?"

Never mind a Red Leaf Parasol Tree; it would be a struggle for her to even snap the crooked tree at her front door.

With only a month, Ning Rongrong held no expectations whatsoever of completing the trial.

"Wait... that's not right. Didn't I also obtain a force-exertion technique called Super Strength?"

"Once I master this, will I be able to do it?"

Action is better than hesitation; Ning Rongrong reviewed the explanation of Super Strength in her mind while heading toward the Seven Treasure Forest with the little bear.

With a century-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear by her side, the soul beasts in the Seven Treasure Forest were not even worth mentioning.

Besides, she had no intention of going deep into the forest; finding a Red Leaf Parasol Tree on the outskirts would suffice.

"Climbing trees? Treading water?"

"Oh, so mastering Super Strength requires first improving the precision of soul power control!"

"As expected of the Battle God, to think he could use such an exquisite method to improve soul power control."

"..."

A bruised and swollen Ning Fengzhi, along with Sword and Bone who had followed, looked on in confusion as Ning Rongrong kept using her legs to climb up the tree.

"What is this girl up to now?"

Compared to the confusion of Gu Rong, Ning Fengzhi was undoubtedly more worried.

If running laps around the sect before was just to train her physique, then everything from beating him up to using her legs to climb trees was beyond reason.

In Ning Fengzhi's eyes, something unknown must have happened to his daughter.

"It seems I must have a good talk with Rongrong when she returns."

"Indeed, ever since she returned from the soul beast hunt, this girl's behavior has been very strange; it is better to ask."

By evening, Ning Rongrong returned to the sect, rubbing her swollen backside.

Ning Fengzhi had already been waiting for a long time at the door of her room.

Ning Rongrong thought her father had come to demand an explanation for the beating she gave him that morning, and an awkward smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Hehe."

"Father, your complexion looks much better now."

"Hmm, let's go inside!"

Entering the room one after the other, Ning Fengzhi glanced at his daughter's mud-stained skirt, then asked with a serious expression:

"Tell me, why have you been acting this way lately?"

"Ah? Why what?"

Subconsciously wanting to hide the Battle God's trial, Ning Rongrong's eyes darted around, but how could that escape the eyes of the old fox, Ning Fengzhi?

"I am asking why you have been running around the sect during this period."

Ning Rongrong shrank her neck.

"That was, of course, to train my body."

"Then why did you attack your father, and why were you climbing a Red Leaf Parasol Tree just now?"

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's rapid-fire questions, Ning Rongrong, who had been about to offer a few words of defense, instantly lost her nerve.

After a sigh, she chose to confess for leniency.

Besides, her father wouldn't go around spreading the news anyway.

"Father, have you ever heard of gods?"

"Gods?"

"I have heard a little; doesn't Martial Soul Hall have the Angel God behind them?"

"Father, I have been chosen by a god as well."

"What!"

Ning Fengzhi, who had only just sat down, stood up instantly, his voice rising to a sharp pitch.

He could hardly believe his ears; his daughter, who only knew how to eat, play, and pull pranks, had actually been favored by a god.

Though it was somewhat impolite, he couldn't help but wonder which god was so blind.

Ning Rongrong took in her father's shifting expressions and stomped her foot in dissatisfaction.

"Dad, what is that look for?"

"Who are you looking down on?"

"Look at my soul power now and then talk."

Ning Rongrong decisively pulled a crystal ball from her Soul Tool. As she injected her soul power, the crystal ball, capable of measuring levels up to Soul Elder, stopped firmly at the 26th-level mark.

This was thanks to the 100 days of cultivation she had just received as a reward for her Tenth Trial; otherwise, she would not have been able to raise her soul power to level 26.

This sight was truly astonishing to Ning Fengzhi.

His daughter had only just obtained her second soul ring three months ago. By all normal logic, she should have reached level 23 at the very most.

He never expected her to have broken through to level 26.

Ning Fengzhi approached his daughter with a serious expression and placed a hand on her shoulder to investigate. Finding her soul power solid and showing no signs of instability, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What is going on?"

"It's the god's trial. Didn't I tell you a god chose me? Completing the god's trials rewards me with cultivation and soul ring age."

"Don't look at my two soul rings; they are still century-level."

"But now, my first soul ring is already close to 600 years, and my second is nearly 800 years."

"Hiss..."

A series of unbelievable events unfolded before his eyes, leaving even Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master, momentarily dazed.

But soon, he was overcome with wild joy.

Aside from being chosen by a god, there was no other explanation for the strange occurrences surrounding his daughter.

"Good... very good!"

"Can you tell your father which god chose you?"

"The Battle God, a god who lives for combat."

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Although he was still puzzled as to why the Battle God would choose his daughter, a mere support-type soul master, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had no choice but to support Ning Rongrong in completing her trials unconditionally.

High-level nutritionists and massage therapists were all arranged for Ning Rongrong.

As her exercise intensity increased, Ning Rongrong's appetite grew exponentially.

Now that he knew the reason, Ning Fengzhi naturally had to ensure her nutrition was perfectly balanced.

With no further worries, Ning Rongrong could devote more energy to mastering her Super Strength.

Half a month later, as Ning Rongrong punched a crater into the trunk of a century-old Red Leaf Parasol Tree, Ning Fengzhi, Sword, and Bone all wore expressions of satisfaction.

"The combat techniques bestowed by this Battle God are truly extraordinary."

"To think they could grant someone like Rongrong, a support-type, such power."

Chen Xin nodded; this technique of concentrating one's entire soul power into a single point was indeed rare and valuable.

Ning Rongrong was only in the initial stages of mastery, and the power would only grow greater in the future.

Not only that, but even Ning Fengzhi could find inspiration in this Super Strength.

In other words, this was a move he could use as well.

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