Douluo: Selling Ning Rongrong Mission Card, She Dropped Out Chapter 30

He was well aware of Dai Mubai's prowess.

Never mind one Zhu Zhuqing, even two of her wouldn't be enough to take on Boss Dai alone!

Oscar certainly didn't want Ning Rongrong, the goddess he pined for, to be defiled by Boss Dai simply because she lost a bet...!

"I'm serious!" Ning Rongrong replied with a tone of certainty.

After answering, she made a face and added, "Coward, who asked for your input?"

The corners of Dai Mubai's mouth curled into a slight arc. He turned his head toward Oscar and said, "Little Ao, don't you interfere in this!"

"Just stand on the sidelines and cheer for your brother!"

"Once I've tamed these two chicks, I'll grant you permission to spend the night with Ning Rongrong!"

As he spoke, the wicked glint in Dai Mubai's eyes grew even more intense.

"This... alright then...!" Oscar nodded dejectedly, retracting his head like a turtle, and said nothing more.

"A coward indeed, completely spineless!" Disgust was written all over Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes.

Beside Tang San, Xiao Wu heard their exchange, a look of worry crossing her small face as she hurriedly urged, "Rongrong, Zhuqing. Don't be impulsive, don't make this bet!"

"We're all classmates; there's no need to make things so tense!"

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong smiled faintly and said, "Xiao Wu, this is our business!"

"We've already thought it through carefully, you don't need to worry about us!"

"Believe in me and Zhuqing; she will definitely be able to defeat this irritable little tiger, Dai Mubai!"

"But..." Xiao Wu still wanted to say more.

But seeing the incredibly firm expressions on the faces of the two sisters, Zhuqing and Rongrong, she knew that anything else she said would be useless.

"Then Zhuqing, Rongrong, good luck, don't lose!" Xiao Wu could only offer her support.

As a fellow woman, she certainly didn't want to see Zhuqing and Rongrong lose to Dai Mubai.

That Dai Mubai looked like a total playboy, flirting with everyone he met.

If it weren't for Third Brother, Xiao Wu wouldn't want to have any contact with Dai Mubai at all, let alone be his classmate!

"Thank you, Xiao Wu!" Ning Rongrong smiled and said.

"Xiao Wu, thank you!" Zhu Zhuqing also gave Xiao Wu a gentle look of gratitude.

"Hmph!" Dai Mubai let out a cold snort. "You're celebrating too early!"

"Pfft, it's you who's celebrating too early!" Ning Rongrong pressed her thumb to her nose and made a face.

"Enough, stop the chatter! I accept this soul duel! I have no objections to the bet!" Dai Mubai declared. "Let's start already! Once the duel is over, I'll take you two to get cleaned up—don't delay tonight's good show!"

"Disgusting." Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly and said coldly.

Beside her, Ning Rongrong said with ironclad resolve, "Don't be in such a rush! Let Tang San, Oscar, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun bear witness for us!"

"This soul duel is voluntary on both sides; no one is allowed to back out, and no one is allowed to interfere!"

"Fine!" Dai Mubai nodded heavily, the wicked light in his eyes flickering.

He then looked alternately at Tang San, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Xiao Wu, saying, "You all bear witness to this soul duel and the bet!"

"No one is allowed to interfere in our duel."

"Whether it's me or Zhu Zhuqing, no matter which side is at a disadvantage, no one is to intervene!"

"Even if Dean Flender arrives, he is not to interfere!"

Dai Mubai's tone was extremely firm.

Although his temper was a bit volatile, he still took promises and bets very seriously.

"Alright, we'll bear witness for you!" Ma Hongjun was the first to state his position.

"We'll bear witness for you!" Oscar, Tang San, and Xiao Wu followed suit.

Seeing that everyone had finished speaking, a satisfied smile curled the corners of Ning Rongrong's cherry lips.

Challenging Dai Mubai to a soul duel and setting the bet was something Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had meticulously planned out the previous night.

Only in this way could Zhu Zhuqing defeat Dai Mubai legitimately, give him a sound thrashing, and complete her Black Grade Quest.

Otherwise, coming to Shrek Academy and beating Dai Mubai up for no apparent reason would leave them without a justifiable cause.

It might have triggered a joint intervention and strong condemnation from Ma Hongjun, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, and the others.

Not only that, but teachers like Flender and Zhao Wuji would also have stepped in to stop them.

Even with an Experience Card granting the cultivation of a Titled Douluo with the Ice Dragon King martial soul, it would be difficult for Ning Rongrong to perfectly assist Zhu Zhuqing in completing the task.

Now that the soul battle was set and the wager established, everything followed a logical course.

"Come, it is time to settle this!" Zhu Zhuqing said coldly, her beautiful eyes clear and frigid, her face filled with determination.

"I have waited a long time for this moment. Although I cannot have your heart," Dai Mubai said, licking his lips, "once I have your body, winning your heart will only be a matter of time!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong smiled slightly, thinking Dai Mubai far too naive.

Zhu Zhuqing also offered a cold smile; she would give this her all.

Off to the side, Ma Hongjun tugged at Oscar's sleeve and said, "Oscar, tell me, do you think both Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong have taken a fancy to Boss Dai?"

"Perhaps they are both too shy to admit it, so they intentionally proposed this soul battle wager."

"In reality, are Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong just coming over to throw themselves into his arms?"

Oscar's expression darkened, becoming incredibly unsightly upon hearing this.

For some reason, he felt that Ma Hongjun's words made a great deal of sense.

Over the years, the number of girls who had thrown themselves at Dai Mubai was simply too high!

As for Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong proposing a soul battle wager?

The odds of them winning were as slim as the odds of someone farting themselves to death!

"Could they really be here to offer themselves up?" Oscar frowned, unable to stop the thought.

However, Boss Dai had mentioned that if he won this soul battle wager, he would gift Ning Rongrong to him for a night of shared pleasure...!

"Third Brother, what should we do?" Xiao Wu asked, looking worried. "Will Rongrong and Zhuqing lose?"

Tang San considered the martial souls, levels, and typical performance of both Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.

Then, he shook his head and said, "Even using my hidden weapons, I wouldn't have absolute certainty in defeating Dai Mubai."

"For Zhu Zhuqing to win this soul battle, it is very unlikely and extremely difficult!"

Upon hearing Third Brother's assessment, the worry in Xiao Wu's eyes grew even more intense.

"Zhuqing, go for it!" Xiao Wu shouted, cheering for her.

This was the only thing she could do to help Zhu Zhuqing right now!

At this moment, both Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai had prepared themselves for the soul battle.

Coincidentally, the area where the seven of them stood was quite spacious, with no buildings or debris to restrict them, making it a perfect venue for a soul battle.

Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun retreated to the perimeter, leaving the space to Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai.

"Begin!" Ning Rongrong announced from the sidelines, acting as a referee. "There is no time limit for this soul battle; it will continue until a winner is decided!"

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai instantly entered combat mode, each releasing their martial soul.

"Evil Eye White Tiger, possess!"

Dai Mubai roared, his body filled with fiery rage.

A powerful, pale-white light suddenly erupted from his sturdy frame.

Dai Mubai stretched his arms out to his sides and puffed out his chest; a series of cracking sounds erupted from his bones as his muscles suddenly bulged, tearing his clothes apart.

His golden hair stood on end, rising toward the sky in fury.

The air around him became incredibly turbulent as a result.

At the same time, three shining soul rings rose from beneath Dai Mubai's feet, pulsing rhythmically.

Two yellow and one purple, the swirling soul rings exerted a surging, wave-like pressure toward Zhu Zhuqing.

"A thousand-year purple soul ring!" Tang San's pupils constricted sharply.

The expressions of Xiao Wu, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and the others nearby also turned grave.

Dai Mubai was simply too powerful; could Zhu Zhuqing's delicate frame possibly overcome him?

Ning Rongrong, standing to the side, appeared much more natural, smiling with absolute trust in Zhu Zhuqing.

"Purple! Two thousand-year purple soul rings!"

Just then, the sharp-eyed Xiao Wu couldn't help but exclaim, her voice crisp.

Two thousand-year purple soul rings?

That was a configuration only a soul master of at least level forty or higher could possess!

In the academy, aside from the teachers, no student possessed such a soul ring configuration.

This was the subconscious thought in everyone's minds.

However, Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun had been watching the Soul Fighting Arena the entire time.

The three of them immediately noticed exactly what the two thousand-year purple spirit rings Xiao Wu had mentioned were all about.

They saw that Zhu Zhuqing, having already completed her Nether Spirit Cat possession, was surrounded by two thousand-year purple spirit rings on her incredibly hot, petite body.

Every time these two thousand-year purple spirit rings pulsed, they unleashed a terrifying pressure, suppressing Dai Mubai.

"Her, her first two spirit rings have actually both turned into thousand-year purple ones!" Tang San exclaimed, his face full of disbelief as his deep eyes trembled. "How is this possible?!"

"Am I seeing things?" Ma Hongjun, standing to the side, was dumbfounded. He rubbed his eyes frantically, his naturally squinty eyes widening as he stared fixedly at the scene before him.

"Holy crap, it really is two thousand-year purple spirit rings! How did Zhu Zhuqing do it? This is too monstrous!"

Ma Hongjun was shocked out of his wits, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Purple, purple!"

"To break through the hundred-year limit and reach the thousand-year level by the first and second spirit rings!"

"This is too astonishing!"

Oscar's voice was filled with surprise, his mouth hanging open so wide it looked like a sandbag-sized fist could fit inside.

"Hahaha!" Ning Rongrong's expression remained calm, and she even burst into laughter; everything was within her grasp!

Seeing the spectacular expressions on the faces of Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun, the smile on Ning Rongrong's face grew even more radiant, looking even more beautiful than the vibrant flowers of spring.

"How is this possible?"

"A Great Spirit Master can possess two thousand-year purple spirit rings?"

Dai Mubai's originally arrogant expression froze, his entire tiger-like face becoming incomparably grave.