"What?!"
At that moment, upon hearing "Ning Rongrong" say those words, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo all widened their eyes. Having only just sat down in their chairs, they abruptly rose again and seemed to flash over to appear before "Ning Rongrong" in the next instant.
"Rongrong, you're not joking, are you?"
Gu Rong was the first to ask.
"Not Ning Rongrong" merely glanced at him, shook her head, and said nothing more. She raised her left hand slightly, and a Wooden Sword soon appeared in her hand.
The Wooden Sword looked utterly ordinary, without any fancy patterns or carvings. It was three feet long, yet it seemed to faintly give off a peculiar fragrance, like incense burning in an ancient temple.
"Twin Martial Souls... She really has Twin Martial Souls..."
Ning Fengzhi's body could not help trembling at the sight.
"Twin Martial Souls, combined with Innate Full Soul Power—Rongrong has a chance of becoming a Titled Douluo. Her Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul may even be able to... Heaven blesses our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Hahaha!"
Only after a long bout of excitement did Ning Fengzhi barely regain his composure. Then, as though he had suddenly remembered something, his expression turned strange.
"Wait... I remember that Ning Qing'er, Rongrong's mother, who suddenly fell ill and passed away back then, was a direct descendant of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Her Martial Soul was also the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda. Where did Rongrong's strange Wooden Sword Martial Soul come from?"
"Though this Wooden Sword Martial Soul looks ordinary, since it can coexist with the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda as Twin Martial Souls, I imagine it must be no weaker than a top-tier Assault Type Tool Martial Soul."
Although Ning Fengzhi could not discern the mysteries