Ning Rongrong Had No Martial Virtue

From the moment he enrolled, Dugu Feng's independent growth began.

This Teacher Ge also introduced himself. His name was Ge Ying.

Then Ge Ying arranged accommodations for Dugu Feng: an independent one-bedroom apartment with a living room, which was rather free and convenient.

After that, he took him around to familiarize him with the training ground, the Soul Arena, and the Simulated Environment.

Only at the end did they arrive at the Third Floor of the Teaching Building, which was the classroom for their year.

The moment they reached the Third Floor, Dugu Feng heard a familiar burst of chattering.

They were all six-year-old children. On top of that, most of them had been pampered since childhood, so very few could truly settle down and cultivate.

They reached the classroom door.

The classroom was still endlessly noisy. Ge Ying had long since grown used to this scene. Without doing anything, he brought Dugu Feng straight inside.

Dugu Feng swept his large eyes across the room and immediately spotted the culprit behind the chaos in the classroom.

It was a girl wearing a white dress. Her skin was fair, and the faint gold trim on her dress, together with the crystal patterns on her chest, set off an elegant bearing.

She sat right in the center of the classroom, surrounded by countless little pretty boys, who were constantly showing off their Martial Souls and soul skills.

Although school had only just started, some classmates had already obtained their First Soul Ring.

Beside the girl was a youth with two locks of blond hair by his temples and a thin face that was somewhat handsome.

He held a sky-blue Light Sword, looking utterly radiant. "My second brother and I are both already Level Eleven One-Ring Soul Masters. Our First Soul Skill is Storm Sword. At most, we can condense twelve sword energies into a Sword Formation to attack the enemy. Rongrong, we'll protect you from now on!"

"I already told you to call me boss!" The girl in the white dress was precisely the Little Princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong, and her expression was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Boss, then my big brother and I will be number two and number three. We'll protect you from now on!" another boy holding a Light Sword said with a fawning look.

It made even Dugu Feng curious how such a small child could make such a complicated expression.

"Feng Ling, Feng Li, your Martial Souls are still the interesting ones.

"However, I'm not interested in anything like Storm Sword. I know the most powerful thing about your Wind Sword Sect is Sword Control Flight. Whichever one of you learns Sword Control Flight first will be number two.

"Hurry up and train. In the future, you'll control swords to carry me around!" Ning Rongrong's red lips parted slightly, carrying a trace of pride, while a hint of slyness flickered in her eyes.

The two children glanced at each other, neither willing to yield, and a sense of competition appeared between them.

Wind Sword Sect—Dugu Feng was startled. The Wind Sword Sect was one of the Lower Four Sects.

The sect's disciples possessed the ability of Sword Control Flight and could fight in the air. Rumor had it that this sect had some connection to Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

These two fawning children were actually from the Wind Sword Sect.

And Ning Rongrong, too. She was in the same year as him, which was somewhat unexpected. Ning Rongrong had actually come to school as well.

As expected of the Little Demoness, she wanted to rule the school like a tyrant!

Ahem, ahem!

Ge Ying coughed.

Ning Rongrong, who was in the center of the classroom, sat down unwillingly.

Only then did the other little girls and boys quiet down.

"Dugu Feng, choose a seat and sit down!" Ge Ying said.

Dugu Feng did not really want to attract attention, so he headed straight toward the back.

"Stop. Sit here!" Ning Rongrong cried in her sweet voice, pointing at the empty seat beside her.

Dugu Feng had naturally noticed that the spot beside her was empty. In fact, there was no one sitting on either side of her. She was truly domineering.

However, he had not planned to go over.

Dugu Feng looked over in surprise. What was this Little Demoness trying to do?

"I come from the Dugu Family. My Martial Soul is the Jade Phosphor Serpent, and I'm skilled at using poison. Are you sure you want me to sit over there?" Dugu Feng's face was calm, and there was a teasing note in his tone.

The moment he said this, several classmates around them shifted their bodies away.

Dugu Bo had become a Titled Douluo, but that had also raised the Dugu Family's ill repute to a whole new level.

"Hmph, others may be afraid of you, but I'm not. I'm the boss of this class now. You're new here, so naturally I have to take good care of you!" Ning Rongrong emphasized the words "take good care."

Seeing this, Dugu Feng sat down very straightforwardly.

As if I'd be afraid of a Little Demoness like you. Watch my snake scare you.

"Call her boss. Boss has the most noble status. Being able to sit together with boss is your honor!"

Feng Ling's face was full of jealousy. When he came to school, his family had warned him over and over again to build a good relationship with Ning Rongrong.

He and his second brother, Feng Li, had done no shortage of bootlicking, yet in the end they had not even gained the qualification to sit beside Ning Rongrong.

They could only sit behind Ning Rongrong.

This newly arrived Dugu Feng had been called over directly by Ning Rongrong, which made him very jealous.

Dugu Feng looked at these two lackeys in surprise and thought to himself that no matter which world it was, simps existed everywhere!

Lick to the very end, and you were guaranteed to end up with nothing.

Judging from Ning Rongrong's performance just now, she was definitely not some schemeless Rich Girl.

With one simple line—whoever mastered Sword Control Flight first could become number two and carry her while flying—

she had stirred up the two brothers' competitive spirit. Ning Rongrong had some tricks up her sleeve!

That made him change his view of the Ning Rongrong from the original work a little.

"I wasn't there when you chose a boss. She's your boss, not mine!" Dugu Feng said coldly, calmly leaning back in his chair.

"Dugu Feng, my Soul Power Level is Level Twelve, the highest in the class. They acknowledge me as boss not merely because of my status.

Besides, my martial soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Its Support Ability is known throughout the world and can greatly enhance a Soul Master's strength. What right do you have not to acknowledge me!"

Ning Rongrong said proudly.

The way she saw it, they had all only just enrolled, and it hadn't been long since they awakened their martial souls.

Her Level Twelve soul power was already the highest.

"Sorry, I'm Level Thirteen!" Although he felt this kind of comparison was a little childish, slapping someone in the face to their face still felt pretty good.

Ning Rongrong's momentum deflated, her pretty face full of disbelief. "Impossible. How can you cultivate even faster than me?"

"There are always people better, and skies beyond skies, got it? If you want to be the boss, that's fine too. If you dare let this snake of mine crawl around your hand twice, I'll acknowledge you as boss!" Dugu Feng smiled and stretched out his right hand.

The Nine-Section Emerald in his palm kept slithering between his fingers, letting out two hisses.

Its two crimson eyes stared at Ning Rongrong as if in provocation.

"Crash!" Ning Rongrong abruptly stood up and took a step back toward an empty spot.

"You're horrible! How can you carry a snake around with you!" Ning Rongrong was very angry. She had grown up in a greenhouse since childhood; when had she ever come into contact with a disgusting snake? It startled her all at once.

Dugu Feng thought to himself, I brought two, actually!

"Feng Ling, Feng Li, you two go to the Soul Duel Arena and challenge him. Defeat him in the manner of nobles!" Ning Rongrong said coldly.

Feng Ling and Feng Li glanced at each other, both looking somewhat troubled.

Who didn't know about the Dugu Family!

They used Poison.

This Dugu Feng had an arrogant look, carried a snake around with him, and his Soul Power Level was even Level Thirteen, two levels higher than theirs. If they got poisoned, that would be awful.

"What are you afraid of? I'm a Support Soul Master. I can boost you!"

Dugu Feng was speechless. Ning Rongrong kept talking about the manner of nobles, but what kind of duel still required a boosted Soul Master? This Little Demoness had no martial virtue.