Ning Tian's Threat, Li Qingming's Decision

Looking at Ning Tian, who was smiling gently at him, Li Qingming frowned.

He had not spoken from beginning to end.

He had not displayed overly great strength, nor had he revealed the terror belonging to the Six-Winged Angel.

What Li Qingming had shown was only the strength a normal Holy Angel possessed.

A normal Holy Angel was merely a top-tier Martial Soul, still distinctly different from a god-tier Martial Soul like the Six-Winged Angel.

Thus, Li Qingming had actually been concealing his true abilities all this time.

But even so, there was practically no suspense about him taking first place in this competition.

Under such circumstances, the core disciple slot, including the secret-method soul bone, was practically already his.

Yet now, the other party had come over to say such things to him. How could Li Qingming not be annoyed?

"So it's classmate Ning Tian. I wonder if classmate Ning Tian has some opinion to share, or something she wishes to say to me?"

Li Qingming's voice was gentle, but as the youth stood there, his eyes were icy to the extreme.

Hearing the youth's words, Ning Tian raised her brows.

Naturally, she did not dare tell him to concede within Shrek Academy, but she believed she had already made her meaning very clear.

Seeing that he still did not care, her eyes flickered. Her gaze swept over Li Qingming before she slowly said,

"My purpose in coming to find classmate Li Qingming is very simple. The Holy Angel Martial Soul is itself a top-tier Martial Soul, and coupled with your talent, classmate Li Qingming, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wishes to sponsor you. What do you think?"

"You should know that those we sponsor are all powerful soul masters. And if you can truly grow strong, you may even marry a woman of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Ning Tian's voice was soft. As she spoke, she lightly lifted a hand to brush through her short golden hair, her eyes calmly fixed on Li Qingming.

She was not lying.

Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, its direct descendants would almost all choose powerful assault-type soul masters as their spouses, regardless of gender.

By doing this, she seemed to be hinting that if Li Qingming performed well, she might perhaps become his partner in the future.

Yet as Li Qingming looked at Ning Tian, his expression remained utterly blank.

Ning Tian was quite pretty, a peerless beauty by most standards, but compared to either Wang Dong or Ma Xiaotao, she still fell short by a degree.

What was more, Li Qingming was not particularly interested, deep down, in someone who would be willing to abandon her gender and become a man in the future.

So he merely gave Ning Tian a calm glance. He could not even be bothered to answer before turning and leaving.

Watching Li Qingming leave, Wang Dong raised his brows and immediately followed behind him.

As she watched the two departing figures, Wu Feng frowned.

Just as she was about to step forward and grab Li Qingming, Ning Tian's palm lightly landed on her shoulder.

Feeling the touch of Ning Tian's delicate fingers, Wu Feng's raised hand abruptly stopped.

She turned her head slightly toward Ning Tian, and the anger in her eyes suddenly softened.

"Aren't we going to cause them trouble? It looks like they're planning to fight us head-on tomorrow. That won't be good for us."

"They're both top-tier assault-type soul masters. If we really fight, we'll most likely lose. Even with your support, we might not be able to win."

Wu Feng sounded somewhat helpless. She herself only had the strength of two rings and naturally was no match for Li Qingming or Wang Dong.

But upon hearing her words, Ning Tian merely shook her head.

"It doesn't matter if we lose tomorrow's match, but we need to focus our attacks on Li Qingming."

Ning Tian's voice was calm, but Wu Feng's pupils abruptly contracted upon hearing her words.

She looked at Ning Tian in disbelief, unable to understand why the girl would make such a decision.

Meeting Wu Feng's gaze, Ning Tian merely smiled and said,

"Although I can't arrange my own matches, once we lose, I can find a way to make new arrangements."

"At that time, in at most two or three matches, I'm confident I can have them run into Dai Huabin.

"By then, even if you and I lose, they will at most make it to the quarterfinals. Although they'll still be able to enter Shrek Academy, they'll lose out on the rewards for the top placements."

Ning Tian spoke very casually, or rather, as though she did not care at all.

With her status as the young sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, arranging a core disciple slot for herself was not difficult at all.

No matter what result they achieved in this competition, they would become core disciples.

If Li Qingming had originally been willing to concede, she might have found a way to make him a core disciple as well.

But since Li Qingming was unwilling, she did not mind using her own methods to suppress him.

Listening to Ning Tian's words, Wu Feng blinked. A trace of hesitation flashed through her eyes, but she still gritted her teeth and said,

"Ning Tian, I understand what you mean, but I still hope to give it a try. I want to see just how great the gap between him and me is. And with Nanmen Yun'er, the two of us also want to give it our all."

As Wu Feng spoke, she looked at Ning Tian somewhat pleadingly, as though seeking her opinion.

Seeing the girl before her being so gentle, Ning Tian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Of course. Then we'll see them tomorrow and let them witness how formidable we are."

"Even if we can't win, we can still use our soul skills to seriously injure Li Qingming and disrupt his later matches."

Inside the dormitory, Li Qingming sat there, continuing to cultivate cross-legged.

Wang Dong, meanwhile, kicked the bed.

His face was filled with anger, but when he turned to look at Li Qingming and saw how calm the youth was, Wang Dong could only sit there in frustration, puffing out his cheeks.

"She's way too arrogant! Even though you're both three-ringed, assault-type soul masters are far stronger than support-type soul masters in the early stages!"

"She's just a three-ringed support-type Soul Elder. How strong could she possibly be?"

Seeing Wang Dong's indignant expression, Li Qingming calmly opened his eyes.

This time, however, his gaze had turned slightly colder.

He had originally planned to retain part of his strength, or rather, there was no need to be so conspicuous.

So although he had the cultivation of three rings during this period, he had only fought like an ordinary two-ringed soul master and had not taken things too seriously.

But Ning Tian's words reminded him that he currently had no backing whatsoever within Shrek Academy.

Under such circumstances, if Shrek Academy's higher-ups could not see his value, they would never protect him.

People like Ning Tian were still manageable.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had powerful experts, most of them were out in the open.

Or rather, most powerful experts who had married into the direct line of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not dare act rashly.

But Dai Huabin was another matter.

If he wanted to take first place, he would inevitably encounter Dai Huabin.

Given that man's petty nature, once the two sides met, even if Li Qingming had a way to defeat him, he would still need to be cautious.

Thinking of this, Li Qingming sighed.

Since he could not completely conceal the strength of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, he might as well reveal some of it.

In any case, with his previous victories over Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi, even if he displayed his full strength, it would not arouse too much curiosity or investigation.