But by then, it was already too late to leave. Ning Rongrong had been looking for a chance to test her Seventh Soul Skill, the martial soul-copying ability of her Martial Soul Avatar.
These men were perfect targets for her to practice on.
"Fatty, let me deal with them. I'll show you my new Seventh Soul Skill!"
Ning Rongrong called out to stop Ma Hongjun, a smug smile on her face, then stepped forward.
"You? Stop messing around. Supporting me would be more like it!"
"Looking down on me?"
Ning Rongrong curled her lips and said nothing more. She simply stepped forward, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appearing in her right hand and radiating nine-colored light.
Seeing the seven soul rings around Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Bu Le and his two companions looked somewhat surprised at first.
After all, Ning Rongrong looked only twenty-something, yet she had already reached level 70.
For a Soul Master, level 70 was a dividing line. Once a Martial Soul Avatar was activated, even three Soul Emperors above level sixty might not be a match.
But the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had no offensive soul skills, after all. All its soul skills provided support.
Even Ning Fengzhi was nothing without a powerful Titled Douluo to protect him.
"Little girl, it seems you still don't understand the difference between support-type and power attack-type Soul Masters. You think being over level seventy means you can handle all three of us?"
The surprise in the three men's eyes turned to disdain.
Ning Rongrong snorted. Without the slightest hesitation, she lit up her Seventh Soul Ring and swept its light straight over Tang San.
This time, she did not copy Zhao Su's martial soul, but Tang San's instead.
For one thing, the Clear Sky