"Is it important?"
"What can be important at this time?"
"Did something happen?"
Zhao Linchuan stood up immediately after hearing this, and the relaxed look on his face instantly disappeared.
He warned Liu Erlong:
"I'll go over there and leave this place to you and Zhu Yun. I won't get involved in the competition."
"Rongrong If she wants to play, let her play. It doesn't matter if she loses a game."
"I understand." Liu Erlong nodded and said, "I will be responsible here, you go quickly."
"Yes." Zhao Linchuan nodded slightly, then strode out of the passage.
After Zhao Linchuan left, Ning Rongrong walked quickly from the side.
She clasped her hands together on her chest, looked at Liu Erlong helplessly, her eyes almost dripping with water, and said pitifully:
"Sister Liu Erlong~~I heard everything just now, let me go up and play, okay~~"
"Hiss!"
Liu Erlong took a deep breath after hearing this, raised his right hand and patted his left arm vigorously, forcibly knocking away the goose bumps, and said slowly:
"Yes, yes."
"But let Xiao Wu or Zhuqing follow you and let them tell you the truth..."
After a while, there was an elegant room in the backstage of Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.
"... What?!"
Zhao Linchuan couldn't help but call out in surprise, raising his voice a little higher, "You said that the Soul Master Legion sent to Far Western Lands was attacked and completely lost contact?"
"That's right."
Qian Renxue Although he is wearing the prince's robe at this moment, he has returned to his daughter's appearance. His blond hair is spread behind his shoulders, and the mark of Six-Winged Angel between his eyebrows is slightly glowing under the Soul Guidance Lamp light in the room.
She said in a solemn tone:
"According to She Long's report, he searched westward for eight hundred miles and found no living person except some corpses of the Soul Master Legion."
"What about the two Titled Douluos?" Zhao Linchuan asked, "What about the two Titled Douluos?"
Qian Renxue shook his head. "There is still no message."
"How could this happen...?" Zhao Linchuan thought deeply after hearing this.
He frowned and took a few steps back and forth in the private room.
After a while, Zhao Linchuan stopped and said in a heavy tone:
"Give me the message She Long brought back, and I will go there myself."
"I'm ready." Qian Renxue took out a Storage Ring from his sleeve and handed it over, "I asked you to come just because I wanted you to go there in person."
"There is information about the Soul Master Legion and their route, as well as a token from my grandfather that you may be able to use."
Zhao Linchuan took the ring, held it in his palm, and said in a cautious tone:
"After I go, you must always pay attention to the border affairs between Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empire."
"If you don't have enough money, go to Liu Erlong and ask her to transfer it to you."
"If there is a shortage of manpower, you can also ask Zi JI and Bi Ji to help secretly."
"I know what to do." Qian Renxue nodded, "I will send Ci Xue to the border and let him sit in secret. At the same time, I will ask my mother to mobilize two Titled Douluo to assist."
"Be careful in all things." Zhao Linchuan warned again, then quickly turned around and left the private room.
At the same time, on Soul Arena in Soul Fighting Arena, the winner of the game has been decided.
The Azure Dragon Academy side only sent out Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, and beat the second team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to the point of crying.
The two of them ended the game without even releasing Soul Ring.
Ning Rongrong stepped on the illusory footwork of "Earth-Shrinking Step", and like a wisp of smoke, he circled behind Heaven Dou Royal Second Team, then picked up Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand, and smashed them on the back of the neck!
Her little hands were like knocking on wooden fish, causing her opponents to fall down one after another.
Xiao Wu didn't even get a chance to take action. He just stood aside and watched with a smile, occasionally helping Ning Rongrong to stop the one who wanted to run away.
At this moment, the two are enjoying the cheers of the audience.
The stands were filled with thunderous applause, whistles and cheers. Ning Rongrong dragged Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda to wave to the stands, smiling like a flower.
At the VIP table, Chen Xin smiled and said to Ning Fengzhi:
"Fengzhi, this Azure Dragon Academy has great foundation."
"After training, even the auxiliary Soul Master, Rongrong, can fight."
"It really opened my eyes."
Chen Xin Just watched carefully, Ning Rongrong's set of footwork was smooth and flowing. He circled back, shot, smashed the tower, and stepped back, all in one go. It was obvious that he had put in hard work.
"Uncle Jian." There was no smile on Ning Fengzhi's face.
He leaned forward slightly, his eyes locked on the figure on Soul Arena who was waving to the audience, and said in a solemn tone:
"Have you noticed that Rongrong and Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda seem a little different?"
"What's different?" Chen Xin recalled it after hearing this, and then suddenly thought about it, his eyes lit up, "I remembered, Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda seems to have nine floors!"
"That's right." Ning Fengzhi nodded and said with emotion, "The expectations of countless generations of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ancestors have finally come true in Rongrong."
"From now on, Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda's Martial Soul has finally broken through the shackles, and no longer has to be stuck at level seventy-nine for the rest of his life."
"This matter should have something to do with Rongrong's little husband." Chen Xin suggested with a smile, "Why don't you beg Rongrong and let Rongrong think of a solution for you?"
"Father begging for his daughter?" A look of confusion flashed across Ning Fengzhi's face, and he shook his head and said, "Well, in order to break Martial Soul's shackles, what if I, Ning Fengzhi, just go and beg for my own daughter?"
With that said, Ning Fengzhi stood up, straightened his clothes and robes, and said with a smile:
"Let's go Uncle Jian, let's go wait for them outside Soul Fighting Arena."
"I won't go." Chen Xin waved his hand with a smile, "I can't afford to lose that person, so I'd better find a place where no one is and hide, and then wait for your message."
"Since Uncle Jian doesn't want to go, then Fengzhi will go alone." Ning Fengzhi didn't force it and walked quickly towards Soul Fighting Arena.
About half an hour later.
Outside Soul Fighting Arena.
Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong stood in a deserted corner and whispered for a while.
Ning Rongrong pursed his lips and said slowly:
"This matter is not easy to handle at the moment."
"Lin Chuan just went out for something and won't be back for a while."
"However, I can help you ask sister Liu Erlong. She is now in charge of the distribution affairs of Immortal Herb."
"Immortal Herb?" Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment, then blurted out, "Did Immortal Herb turn your Martial Soul Evolution into Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda?"
"Yes, father." Ning Rongrong nodded, "What I ate was a Immortal Herb named Aromatic Silk Beauty."
"That strain of Immortal Herb not only evolved my Martial Soul, but also gave me a large amount of Soul Power without any side effects."
"After Lin Chuan came back a few days ago, I heard Dugu Yan say that he went somewhere to spawn a batch of Immortal Herb, and there must be Aromatic Silk Beauty in it."
"I'll go back and ask for you to see if I can get you one."
"That Fengzhi is waiting for Miss Rongrong." Ning Fengzhi joked with a smile, and pretended to hold her hand, "As long as Miss Rongrong can help Fengzhi get a Aromatic Silk Beauty plant, she will not hesitate to bankrupt Fengzhi."
"That won't work!" Ning Rongrong answered with a smile, "If you go bankrupt, how can I inherit the family business in the future...?"
(The protagonist is now considered a person with status. Participating in the competition is too cheap. Let's come back later and compete in the finals.)