Yu Xiaogang's Shock

Ning Rongrong hugged Zhu Zhuqing and bounced around in excitement, looking as if she were happy beyond measure.

Although the sight of two beautiful girls being affectionate was quite pleasing to the eye, it lost its novelty after a while.

"Enough bouncing around. It's time to leave. Of course, if you want to stay a few more days, I don't mind."

"I don't want to! I want to go back to the city, take a proper bath, and get some sleep."

Zhu Zhuqing felt the same way. Though they had avoided Lan Yu and washed up by the stream these past few days, it was still nowhere near as comfortable as soaking in a hot bath.

Before long, the three of them returned to Suotuo City. Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong both went to bathe and sleep, while Lan Yu began planning his next move.

"It's time to find the Ice and Fire Dual Yii Well. This is a must-visit place on Douluo Continent, so I definitely can't miss it.

"As for Dugu Bo, that depends on his choice. The fire spring of the Ice and Fire Dual Yii Well is mine for the taking."

Through the Mycelium Network, Lan Yu sensed that the people from Shrek Academy were still in Suotuo City, but he did not sense Tang Hao.

"Tang Hao still hasn't returned? Is he hiding somewhere to recover from his injuries?

"Forget it. That isn't important. Yu Xiaogang has arrived. I wonder what expression he'll have when he sees Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings."

The next day, Lan Yu brought Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong to the Soto Grand Soul Arena, where they happened to run into the Shrek Academy group.

And by coincidence, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's team was matched against Dai Mubai and Oscar.

The moment they stepped onto the stage, Dai Mubai's gaze locked firmly onto Zhu Zhuqing. His expression was downright terrifying.

"Zhu Zhuqing, you will definitely regret this choice."

"Dai Mubai, cut the nonsense. You and I have nothing to do with each other anymore. Neither the Zhu family nor the Dai family can restrict me now."

"How arrogant!"

"Hey, blondie, why do you have so much nonsense to say? Are we fighting or not?"

Dai Mubai glared at Ning Rongrong again, and Ning Rongrong glared right back without the slightest politeness.

Whether in status, position, or strength, Ning Rongrong was no longer the least bit inferior to Dai Mubai.

At that moment, the host spoke. "Both sides, reveal your martial spirits. The Soul Fighting match begins."

Dai Mubai and Oscar both revealed their martial spirits, their Soul Rings arranged as two yellows and one purple.

Immediately afterward, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong revealed their martial spirits as well. When their Soul Rings appeared in the configuration of two yellows and one black, the entire audience erupted in shocked cries.

Yu Xiaogang shot to his feet from his chair.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! According to my theory, the limit for the third ring is only around fourteen hundred years. How could they possibly absorb Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings at level 30? Fake! They must be fake!"

"Xiaogang, calm down. Soul Ring colors cannot be faked. Those are genuine Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings.

"Perhaps the god behind him truly exists. Absorbing Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings at level 30... perhaps only a god could accomplish such a thing."

Hearing Flender's words, Yu Xiaogang fell silent. Tang San, meanwhile, used his Purple Demon Eye to find Lan Yu among the audience.

Lan Yu sensed Tang San's gaze, turned to look at him, and smiled.

But to Tang San, that was undoubtedly a provocation, making his expression grow even uglier.

For Lan Yu, the uglier Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's expressions became, the happier he was.

Lan Yu had never been a generous person. He remembered every last sneer and mockery from that year at Notting College.

On the arena stage, Dai Mubai was even more shocked than anyone else.

"A Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring? How is that possible? How could your third ring be a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring?"

"Naturally, it is a gift from a god. A person like you would never understand."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing charged straight at Oscar. In team battles, taking out the support first was common sense.

By the time Dai Mubai reacted, it was already too late. As a Power Attack System Soul Master, Dai Mubai was naturally slower than Zhu Zhuqing.

As for Oscar, Yu Xiaogang's special training had indeed improved his physical fitness somewhat, and he could run a little faster than before.

But that tiny increase in speed was a joke in the eyes of an Agility Attack Soul Master.

Zhu Zhuqing could catch up to him in the blink of an eye.

"Boss Dai, save me!"

Hearing Oscar's cry for help, Dai Mubai decisively abandoned him and charged toward Ning Rongrong instead.

Since you can target my support, I can target yours too.

Without support enhancements, Dai Mubai was confident that he could defeat Zhu Zhuqing in a one-on-one fight.

Even though Zhu Zhuqing possessed a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, he still chose to look down on her. That was the arrogance the Dai family of the Star Luo imperial family had always shown toward the Zhu family.

Yet Ning Rongrong did not dodge as Dai Mubai rushed toward her. Instead, a smile appeared on her face.

"Seven Treasures turn with Glazed Light: first, strength; second, speed; third, spirit!"

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda martial spirit could naturally buff its own wielder. It was simply that Soul Masters with this martial spirit had such weak foundations that buffing themselves was not worthwhile.

But for Ning Rongrong now, that was no longer a problem at all.

"Who said Support System Soul Masters can only hide behind their teammates? Today, I'll show you how a support Soul Master beats up a Combat Spirit Master."

Seeing that Ning Rongrong neither dodged nor avoided him, Dai Mubai assumed she had been frightened stiff. His eyes filled with even greater disdain.

"Die!"

As Dai Mubai rushed before her and swung his claw at her, Ning Rongrong threw her little fist as well.

Fist and palm collided. Everyone present thought Ning Rongrong would be sent flying by Dai Mubai's strike, but the result left them all dumbfounded.

"Ah..."

Dai Mubai let out a scream, clutching his arm as he staggered back several steps.

Ning Rongrong pressed her advantage, springing toward Dai Mubai and kicking straight at his face.

"First Spirit Ability: White Tiger Barrier!"

Dai Mubai hurriedly activated his First Spirit Ability and blocked Ning Rongrong.

"Aren't you a Support System Soul Master? Where did you get such strength?"

"Are you a hundred-thousand whys? Why do you have so much nonsense? Take another punch!"

Ning Rongrong charged up a punch and forcibly shattered Dai Mubai's White Tiger Barrier.

Meanwhile, Oscar had already fallen off the stage, several bloody wounds now slashed across his chest.

Flender hurried over to inspect him. Seeing the bloody wounds on Oscar's chest, his eyes gained a touch of venom.

"So young, yet already so ruthless!"

He had clearly forgotten that Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had injured plenty of people at the Great Soul Arena before. He had never criticized either of them for striking too heavily; if anything, he had praised them often.

But now that their own people were injured, they could not stand it. How ridiculous!

Tang San then asked Yu Xiaogang, "Teacher, why does a support-type have such great strength? Could it really be some gift from a god?"

"Hard to say. Compared to a god's gift, I would rather believe they consumed some extraordinary heavenly treasure."

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San also recalled the Immortal Herbs recorded in the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.