Not Convinced? Come Fight Me One-on-One

"Grandma, hurry and chase it! Don't let it get away!"

"Yiran, stop rushing me. Grandma is already trying her best. It can't run far."

The injured Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent darted through the dense forest.

An old woman and a young girl, one carrying a snake-headed cane, chased after it. However, they were not very fast and could only trail behind the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, panting for breath.

Just as Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang sighed at the sight of the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's retreating back, a Seven Treasure buff suddenly enveloped them:

"Seven Treasures Have Names, the second is Speed!"

Feeling their bodies grow lighter and their speed increase by at least forty percent, they were able to move far more nimbly through the forest. Delight appeared on both Snake Granny and Meng Yiran's faces.

"Thank you, fellow Soul Master, for your assistance. This old woman is deeply grateful and will surely reward you generously afterward."

"No need for thanks. I am a disciple of Immortal Mountain. When I see injustice, I draw my blade to help."

"Besides, I wanted to test my awakened Soul Skill!"

At the crown of an ancient tree.

Ning Rongrong stood with an extraordinary bearing. She had already finished absorbing her Spirit Ring and External Soul Bone, and after being nourished by the trace of Mysterious Yellow Energy Su Chen had intercepted, she felt as though she had endless strength. Her Soul Power had directly reached level thirty-five.

The Seven Treasure Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Tower in Ning Rongrong's palm flew out, landing above the area where the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent was fleeing. It immediately expanded with a boom and crashed down:

"Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Tower, awakened Soul Skill of the Metal and Strength Talents: Heavenly King Covers the Earth Tiger, Pagoda Suppresses Mountains and Rivers!"

Duang!

A thunderous boom rang out.

A seven-story golden Glazed Pagoda stood in the forest, having smashed the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent half to death.

"A Soul Beast over a thousand years old, yet it was a little weak. I nearly crushed you to death."

Ning Rongrong leaped down from the tree and walked over to the golden tower. Seeing the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent inside, dazed from the blow and flattened beneath the tower, she could not help sighing.

"Young friend, what domineering power. What kind of Martial Soul is that? At my age, this is the first time I've ever seen one like it."

With the buff from Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda, Snake Granny and Meng Yiran landed steadily nearby.

The old woman and young girl stared at Ning Rongrong's magnificent, powerful golden tower in utter shock.

This girl looked several years younger than Yiran, yet she possessed such terrifying strength. Her Martial Soul was anything but ordinary.

Ning Rongrong clapped her hands and pointed at the unique Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda buff rings that had yet to completely fade from Snake Granny and Meng Yiran's bodies.

"On the continent, there shouldn't be a second Martial Soul with attribute boosts on this level, right?"

"Could it be... the continent's number one support-type Martial Soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda?"

Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang asked doubtfully.

Ning Rongrong lifted her chin and puffed out her chest, more confident than ever.

"That's right!"

"Isn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda a support Martial Soul? How can it possess such powerful offensive ability? This Martial Soul clearly doesn't match what a Glazed Pagoda should be capable of, does it?"

Meng Yiran could not help asking.

Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang shared the same confusion.

Ning Rongrong clapped her hands again, more than happy to introduce her Martial Soul to them.

After all, returning home in glory without showing it off was like walking through the night in embroidered clothes.

If a support Soul Master finally turned things around and did not show off, she would feel stifled.

"My Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda is different from everyone else's. It is one of a kind and has evolved a second form: the Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Tower."

"It possesses both support and powerful attack abilities, and even has a bit of control and defense as well."

"It's barely passable. Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Ning Rongrong waved her hand, appearing outwardly calm and indifferent, but inwardly she was thrilled beyond measure.

Holy crap, when had support-types ever gotten a chance to show off like this?

This feels amazing!

Especially when she saw the incredulous expressions on Snake Granny and Meng Yiran's faces, Ning Rongrong felt utterly exhilarated.

Soft supports and utility supports like them were always mocked as trash and freeloaders who only won by being carried. When had they ever been able to stand tall?

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda can evolve too?"

"It was already the continent's number one support Martial Soul. If it evolves again, how powerful will it become?"

"Young friend, don't lie to this old woman."

Snake Granny felt as though her heart could not take much more.

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Still, the reason my Martial Soul could evolve is mainly because that annoying teacher of mine taught me well. Without him, I might still have been a clueless little support running around and bumping into everything."

Ning Rongrong said lightly.

"Alright, you can absorb the Spirit Ring. I'm going to find stronger Soul Beasts to practice on."

She clapped her hands, her task complete, then turned her gaze toward the deeper parts of the forest.

Meng Yiran checked the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's condition. Sure enough, it was already severely injured and had essentially lost its ability to move, leaving it at their mercy.

Just then.

Some familiar voices came from the other side of the forest:

"The commotion seemed to have come from this direction."

"What a towering golden pagoda. Damn!"

"Isn't that a Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent? It looks to be at least one thousand three hundred and fifty years old. It's perfect for Little Ao!"

"Perfect? Then let's just take it. I can't be bothered to keep searching."

Zhao Wuji walked behind the Shrek students with his arms crossed. Hearing that there was a Spirit Ring suitable for Oscar, he spoke irritably.

Damn it, he had taken a sword strike at Immortal Mountain earlier, and his injuries still had not completely healed. His temper was terrible right now.

"Teacher Zhao... isn't that a disciple of Immortal Mountain?"

Tang San quickly noticed Ning Rongrong and reminded Zhao Wuji.

At the mention of Immortal Mountain, Zhao Wuji's heart immediately began pounding wildly.

Then Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others instinctively stepped back two paces. Ning Rongrong had left quite a psychological shadow on them before.

"So it's you lot?"

"What, are you trying to steal this Spirit Ring too?"

Ning Rongrong had originally planned to leave gracefully after doing a good deed, but when she turned around and saw the Shrek Soul Masters, her expression immediately changed.

"What, are you going to absorb this Spirit Ring?"

Dai Mubai asked irritably.

"Defeated opponent, why are you talking so tough? Not convinced?"

"This young lady already absorbed her third Spirit Ring long ago. It came from a powerful Soul Beast over three thousand years old. Why would I need to absorb this thousand-year-old Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent?"

"Oh, right. The Soul Beast I killed was also a tiger. If this sickly tiger of yours isn't convinced, then come fight me one-on-one if you've got the guts!"

Ning Rongrong had always possessed the temperament of a young miss. Though Su Chen had disciplined her enough to make her more sensible, she would not give Shrek's bunch of scum any friendly looks. After all, she had a terrible impression of them.

"You—"

Provoked by Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth.

Damn it!

He had never dreamed that one day, he would be reduced to being personally challenged to a one-on-one fight by a support-type Soul Master.

"According to my teacher's theory, the limit for a Soul Master's third Spirit Ring is one thousand seven hundred and sixty years. You say you absorbed a Spirit Ring over three thousand five hundred years old. That is impossible."

Tang San had not really taken the conflict between Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Teacher Zhao, and Immortal Mountain to heart.

However, upon hearing Ning Rongrong say that she had absorbed a three-thousand-five-hundred-year Spirit Ring, he could no longer remain calm.

"Ah, you people really are ignorant."

"Your teacher isn't as strong as mine."

"My teacher said that the age limit for a Soul Master absorbing Spirit Rings is not fixed, but varies from person to person. Forget a third Spirit Ring over three thousand years old—even a five-thousand-year third Spirit Ring might not be impossible."