White Sugar Combination of the Soul Duel Arena

Ning Rongrong frowned, her face showing contempt and disdain. "This isn't a battlefield. It's just an academy."

"Ah, here it comes. The little witch's true colors are showing." Tang Liu rolled his eyes from the side and muttered under his breath.

It was precisely because he did not want to get dragged into this, or give Flender material to use in teaching Ning Rongrong a lesson, that he had revealed that morning that he knew they would be going to the Great Soul Arena that evening.

If he had gone running with them back then, he would now have had to choose between lying for Ning Rongrong or exposing her outright.

That would have been far too troublesome and headache-inducing, so it was better not to get involved.

Most importantly, twenty laps? So exhausting!

Even though he was already a Soul Ancestor, he did not want to run a single step.

Mm, I'm a shut-in, depressed, worthless bum. I don't see anything wrong with that.

What followed was simple. Ning Rongrong successfully shocked everyone, greatly changing their impression of her.

However, how could a little girl like Ning Rongrong be a match for Flender? She quickly fell into a disadvantage during their confrontation.

"What about Oscar? I have to be stronger than him, right? He's also an auxiliary-type Soul Master, and just a puny food-system Soul Master at that. He can't possibly be better than me, can he?" Ning Rongrong was unconvinced by Flender's earlier comparison, in which he had belittled her against everyone present except Tang Liu.

Flender merely told her that Oscar possessed Innate Full Soul Power, and she was instantly stunned.

"Impossible! How can an auxiliary-type Martial Soul have Innate Full Soul Power?" she cried out.

"Well, I'm auxiliary-type too, and I also have Innate Full Soul