Rongrong Spilled the Secret: A Soul King Stunned Everyone

Xiao Wu nestled in Lin Xuan's arms and laughed.

"That's good!"

Ning Rongrong tugged at Xiao Wu from the side.

"Alright, Xiao Wu, you're all pressed against her now. Everyone's watching."

Xiao Wu's ears turned slightly red, but she deliberately raised her head and hugged Lin Xuan even tighter.

Zhu Zhuqing sat to the side, watching Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu interact, and shook her head with a smile.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the lounge door.

Two familiar figures pushed open the door and entered; it was Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, who had changed back into their Heaven Dou Royal Academy uniforms.

Dugu Yan crossed her arms and smiled.

"Lin Xuan, your Blue Tyrant Academy really stole the show today."

"The fight was over in forty seconds. Now everyone in the stands is asking you guys what your background is."

Ye Lingling followed beside Dugu Yan and removed the black veil from her face.

She first bowed slightly to Lin Xuan in greeting.

"Team leader."

Then, Ye Lingling noticed the gentle woman sitting on the other side of the bench, and her pace quickened noticeably.

"Mother, you're here too."

A gentle smile spread across Ye Mengyao's face as she reached out to tidy her daughter's wind-blown blue hair.

"I just chatted with Dean Flender for a bit, and I'm keeping an eye on them here."

Lin Xuan released his hold on Xiao Wu, sat up straight, and looked at Dugu Yan.

"It's just standard procedure. So your Imperial Fighting Team needs to step up their game, otherwise if we meet again in the Final Tournament, you might lose even more badly than last time."

Dugu Yan snorted softly.

"You're all talk! Don't think that breaking through to Soul King guarantees a win. The Final Tournament are still two months away; the outcome is uncertain then."

Ning Rongrong stepped forward, grabbed Ye Lingling's hand, and shook it enthusiastically.

"Lingling, you must cultivate diligently when you get back, and strive to break through Level 40 and get your Fourth Soul Ring as soon as possible."

"You should be graduating soon after the Soul Master Tournament ends, right?"

"Why don't you come with us to the mainland for training? Then we can spend every day together figuring out our Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingling was clearly tempted, and she said softly,

"Rongrong, let's talk about this after graduation."

Ye Mengyao said gently from the side,

"Rongrong's suggestion is quite good, Lingling, you should definitely consider it."

"Getting out and about is much better than staying cooped up in the academy or clinic all the time."

Hearing her mother say this, Ye Lingling nodded gently.

"Yes, I'll consider it."

Dugu Yan glanced at the corridor outside, then patted Ye Lingling on the shoulder.

"Alright, I've said goodbye, Lingling and I will be leaving now."

Lin Xuan raised his hand and waved.

Take care.

After the two women left, everyone's attention returned to the arena.

In the following sessions, Blazing Fire Academy and Godwind Academy took to the stage one after another.

The entire Blazing Fire Academy team consisted of burst-type fire-attribute Soul Master. Relying on their raging fire waves, they ended the battle in almost a minute.

Godwind Academy members all possess flight and high-speed cutting abilities, which, combined with their sophisticated Wind Blade network, leave their opponents with no chance to retaliate.

Tang San scribbled and drew in his notebook.

"The Five Elemental Academies truly possess profound foundations. Their team members have cooperated for many years, and their Martial Soul attributes are highly unified. Once they establish a positional warfare strategy, their oppressive force is extraordinary."

Tai Long scratched the back of his head.

"Reserve Team, who cares about positions? With the captain providing elemental defense, let's just go up there and smash them in the face."

Huang Yuan chuckled beside him.

"With your brain, if you ran into the Godwind Academy where everyone's flying in the sky, were you going to jump up and punch them in the soles of their feet?"

Tai Long's eyes widened, and he raised his fist.

"Huang Yuan, you're asking for a beating, aren't you? Let's spar one-on-one when we get back to the Back Hill of the academy!"

Jiangzhu covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Alright, you two, stop bickering whenever you have a spare moment. Aren't you ashamed?"

After watching Thunderclap Academy's crushing victory in the fourth game, Lin Xuan stood up and stretched his limbs.

"Alright, the remaining matches aren't very relevant. That's enough for today, let's go back to the academy."

Everyone nodded and followed Flender and Liu Erlong out of the players' tunnel.

The plaza outside the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena was teeming with people.

However, just as they stepped down the bluestone steps from the main gate, three extraordinary figures appeared beside the carriage in front of them.

Xue Qinghe was dressed in a light gold, luxurious robe, his hands hanging naturally in front of him, his demeanor gentle and composed.

Beside him Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, holding a white jade scepter, his face refined and scholarly.

Beside Ning Fengzhi Sword Douluo Chen Xin, dressed in white robes, exuding an imposing and solemn aura.

Upon seeing the person approaching, Ning Rongrong immediately rushed forward, taking three steps at a time.

"Dad! Grandpa Jian!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and opened his arms, letting Ning Rongrong bump into him.

"You silly girl, you're still so clumsy in front of everyone. You were doing a pretty good job assisting on stage just now."

Chen Xin's originally dignified face instantly transformed into one full of doting affection the moment he saw Ning Rongrong rushing towards him.

He reached out and gently ruffled Ning Rongrong's hair.

"Rongrong, did you miss Grandpa?"

Ning Rongrong tilted her little face up and nodded repeatedly.

"Of course I wanted to! Grandpa Jian, I did a good job today, didn't I!"

Flender and Liu Erlong quickly stepped forward and bowed.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Sect Master Ning, and Your Majesty the Sword Douluo."

Xue Qinghe smiled gently, took a half-step forward, and offered his hand in a gesture of support.

"Dean Flender, Dean Liu, there's no need for such formalities. This is a private meeting; there's no need for courtly etiquette between ruler and subject."

His gaze fell on Lin Xuan, his tone full of admiration.

"Brother Lin Xuan, congratulations to the Blue Tyrant Team on their first victory! Defeating the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Second Team in forty seconds has truly broadened my horizons."

Lin Xuan calmly clasped his hands in greeting.

"Your Highness flatters me. My opponent's strength was limited; he was nothing special."

Ning Fengzhi stroked the white jade scepter in his hand, looked at Lin Xuan and Tang San, and spoke gently:

"Young friend Lin Xuan, there's no need to be so modest. To win the match flawlessly in forty seconds demonstrates a level of tactical awareness and teamwork that even the elite teams of the Upper Three Sects might not be able to achieve."

Ning Rongrong tugged at Ning Fengzhi's sleeve, tilted her head back, and said proudly:

"Dad, you don't know, Lin Xuan has already broken through to Level 50!"

"If it weren't for the start of the Qualifying Tournament today, he would have already gone to Sunset Forest to hunt for his Fifth Soul Ring these past few days."

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Liu Erlong took half a step forward, his voice suddenly rising:

"You brat, you've broken through to Level 50? How could you keep such a big thing from me and Big Brother Fu?"

Flender's hand, which was pushing up his glasses, froze in mid-air; he was so shocked he couldn't utter a single word.

Although Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was standing to the side, did not speak, his hands behind his back were already clenched into fists.

Twelve years old, Level 50 Soul King.