Chu Sheng held his sword in one hand, maintaining his chopping stance.
He reached out with his other hand and lightly flicked Ning Rongrong on the forehead.
"Ow~"
Ning Rongrong clapped both hands over her forehead and cried out.
That wicked jerk was bullying me again!
"This is an innate skill. You can't learn it."
Chu Sheng explained.
Even if Chu Sheng wanted to teach a skill that operated on the level of rules, nobody else could learn it.
Hearing that,
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing felt a little disappointed, but their gazes cleared somewhat.
Chu Sheng would not lie. If he could not teach it, then he could not teach it.
"An innate skill?"
The two girls exchanged bewildered glances.
The skills Soul Masters could use fell roughly into these categories: Soul Skills, Soul Bone Skills, Self-Created Soul Skills, Soul Skill Fusion Skills, Martial Soul Fusion Skills...
This was their first time hearing of an innate skill.
Then again, Chu Sheng's first Martial Soul was Hạnba, while his second Martial Soul was space (Innate Disguise).
How had those given rise to an innate skill like this?
That wicked jerk has so many secrets!
Brother Sheng has so many secrets!
The two girls thought to themselves.
The Imperial Fighting Team: "..."
This guy and these two girls really did not treat them like people!
They were still kneeling!
"Hey, brat!"
Dugu Yan's knees ached from kneeling, and she spoke with considerable displeasure.
"Let us go already!"
"You may have this bizarre Soul Skill, but we aren't people you can afford to offend!"
"Release us immediately, and we can let bygones be bygones!"
Aside from the teacher leading them, who on the Imperial Fighting Team did not have backing?
He could force even a Soul Emperor to kneel, but what about a Soul Saint, a Soul Douluo, or even a Titled Douluo?
They did not believe he could do that!
Thus, secure in their backing, they had nothing to fear.
Yu Tianheng and the others wore extremely ugly expressions. Were they supposed to just swallow this crushing humiliation?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
If he had beaten them in a fair fight, they would have accepted it!
But this bizarre skill...
They refused to accept it!
As Dugu Yan finished speaking, Ning Rongrong grew thoroughly annoyed.
Where had this pampered young lady come from?
She stepped forward, moving in front of Chu Sheng.
"Well, well. You want to compare your backing with mine?"
Ning Rongrong planted both hands on her hips, her face full of disdain.
Compare their backing with hers?
What a joke!
"???"
Dugu Yan froze, as did Yu Tianheng and the others.
They were the favored children of heaven, and the powers behind them were terrifying.
Now that they had brought out their backing to intimidate someone, they had run into an expert!
This girl's haughty, overbearing manner, as though nobody else mattered, was every bit a match for theirs!
Whose pampered young lady was she?
"My grandfather is Dugu Bo!"
Dugu Yan looked at Ning Rongrong. She did not believe this young lady would be unafraid of her backing.
She had never volunteered that information before, but who did not know she was Dugu Bo's only granddaughter?
"Dugu Bo?"
Ning Rongrong paused and murmured the name.
"Jade Phosphorous Douluo Dugu Bo..."
Seeing Ning Rongrong's expression, Dugu Yan's lips curled slightly...
Before she could open her mouth to mock her, Ning Rongrong curled her own lips and spoke disdainfully.
"Isn't he just the rank ninety-one Poison Douluo?"
"My dad is Ning Fengzhi!!"
Everyone: "!!!"
Well, damn. Well, damn indeed!
They really had run into a "pampered young lady"!
As students of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, how could they not have heard the name Ning Fengzhi?
After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not only the guardian sect of the Heaven Dou Empire; its headquarters were also in Heaven Dou City.
As the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi was extremely active in Heaven Dou City. It was difficult not to know of him.
Qin Ming, Yu Feng, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Osler, Ye Lingling, and the others all fell silent.
Against the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the powers behind them truly fell short.
Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng exchanged a glance, shock flashing through their eyes.
Behind Yu Tianheng stood the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects alongside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
But even among the Upper Three Sects, there were differences!
The Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect each had two Titled Douluos, while the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had only one.
With the Clear Sky Sect remaining secluded, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was, publicly, the number one sect in the world!
Unless they were prepared to tear away all pretense of civility, even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan allied with Dugu Bo would not dare offend the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lightly.
The gap was too great...
"Tch. You're just a spoiled brat hiding behind your status!"
Still unconvinced, Dugu Yan spoke.
Everyone: "..."
Just who was the spoiled brat hiding behind her status here?
Whoever had brought up her backing first, obviously...
Dugu Yan understood that reasoning too, but she insisted on saying it anyway!
For Soul Masters, Soul Power was ultimately the foundation.
She did not believe the Ning Rongrong before her would amount to anything without her backing.
Only their Imperial Fighting Team consisted of the most talented, hardest-working geniuses among the privileged offspring!
Hearing that,
Ning Rongrong paused, somewhat bewildered.
Dugu Yan really was "confident"!
They had provoked them first, even looking at them with mocking eyes...
After losing, they had brought out their status and backing...
After losing again, they had started talking about spoiled brats hiding behind their status...
She had to slap that face, and slap it hard!
Ning Rongrong stepped forward and extended her right hand. Nine-colored light swirled, forming a small nine-story pagoda.
Three Soul Rings-yellow, yellow, and purple-hung over the pagoda.
"Ning Rongrong, just turned twelve, rank thirty-six support-type Tool Soul Elder."
"Lady, judging by all that heavy makeup, you must be in your twenties, right?"
"You're that old, and you still haven't reached Soul Ancestor?"
"No way. No way!"
"Surely there can't really be trash like that!"
Everyone: "..."
The Imperial Fighting Team had gone numb!
What had they just seen and heard?
Twelve years old, a rank thirty-six support-type Soul Elder!
Was she even human?
After absorbing her Soul Ring, Ning Rongrong's Soul Power level had reached rank thirty-five.
During their recent "travels," her Soul Power level had risen again, reaching rank thirty-six.
Dugu Yan was utterly stunned. Faced with Ning Rongrong's taunts, she simply had no idea how to respond.
Only one thing Ning Rongrong had said was wrong: she was not yet twenty!
As everyone knew, support-type Soul Masters had the hardest time cultivating.
Thus, Ye Lingling, the Imperial Fighting Team's support, also had the lowest Soul Power level on the team.
Ye Lingling was around Dugu Yan's age, yet her Soul Power level was even lower than Ning Rongrong's...
She wanted to find a hole to crawl into!
What kind of demons had they provoked this time?!
"Hehehe~"
Ning Rongrong gave a wicked smile and continued.
"Trash like you dares to look me in the eye?"
"Come take a look at my sister!"
"Zhu Zhuqing, show them!"
Zhu Zhuqing: "..."
Though somewhat speechless, Zhu Zhuqing did not embarrass Ning Rongrong.
She stepped forward and instantly completed her Martial Soul Possession. Three Soul Rings, two yellow and one purple, rose swiftly from beneath her feet.
"My sister, Zhu Zhuqing."
Before Zhu Zhuqing could introduce herself, Ning Rongrong withdrew her Martial Soul and declared proudly,
"She's over a month younger than me, a rank thirty-nine agility-attack-type Battle Soul Elder!"
"Except for this old one, none of you even has a higher Soul Power level than my sister!"
Qin Ming: The old one? Me?
After absorbing her Soul Ring, Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Power level had reached rank thirty-eight.
Two days earlier, she had advanced to rank thirty-nine.
The highest-ranked member of the Imperial Fighting Team was Yu Tianheng, whose Soul Power level was also rank thirty-nine.
But he did not refute Ning Rongrong's words...
He truly had no face left to argue!
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