"Martial Soul Possession!"
Liu Erlong cried out, flames coiling around her entire body!
She pushed off with her calves and instantly shot into the sky!
You're looking down on me far too much, aren't you?
Ning Jiao shook his head. She actually intended to take an attack from him, the Saintess Killer, in midair, without any footing?
"Smash her!"
Ning Jiao's gaze sharpened. Then he would grant her wish!
The Mountain-Suppressing Seal surged toward her with the force of the collapsing heavens!
"Today, your teacher will show you what true strength is!"
Liu Erlong laughed heartily. With a sweep of her hand, she discarded her coat, her curvaceous figure brimming with even more explosive power!
Her flame-covered fist slammed viciously into the Martial Soul Ning Jiao had hurled at her!
Boom!
Dust billowed everywhere. Of the four youngsters watching below, only Tang Lan could still make out a little of what was happening!
"Your so-called strength is a Soul Saint beating up a little Soul Elder like me?"
"Second Soul Skill, Sea-Covering Seal!"
"First Soul Skill, Mountain-Suppressing Seal!"
"Third Soul Skill, Heavenly Fire Seal!"
Liu Erlong's expression changed. She suddenly felt slowing, sealing, and burning effects appear on the parts of her body touching the Glazed Tile Seal!
All her attributes fell by 10% amid this sudden change!
Ning Jiao raised his hand, lifting the Glazed Tile Seal, then smashed it down at Liu Erlong again with all his might!
Boom!
"You call yourself a Soul Elder?!"
Liu Erlong's arms went numb, and the corners of her mouth twitched as she was instantly slammed into the ground!
If not for the recoil from the ground, there was no telling how far she might have flown!
"Crimson Dragon True Body, activate!"
Liu Erlong's roar came from the ground, and the fitted red outfit and black leather trousers she wore burst apart inch by inch!
Her entire body instantly transformed into the phantom of a fiery dragon, crimson from head to tail, with golden slit pupils!
Inside the fiery dragon, both Tang Lan and Ning Jiao vaguely glimpsed a dazzlingly white figure!
"Hahaha!"
"This feels great! Great!"
Ning Jiao laughed heartily. Playing this account was far too exhilarating!
He summoned the great seal back again. He used no other methods, simply smashing it down over and over!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Clang!
Ning Jiao raised an eyebrow as he watched the great Glazed Tile Seal trembling slightly beneath his hand. He had not expected Liu Erlong to grow so much stronger after Martial Soul Possession. She could actually hold it off now!
"Sixth Soul Skill, Crimson Dragon Burns the Heavens!"
The fiery dragon phantom roared, her claws shoving the Glazed Tile Seal upward with all her strength. Then her crimson figure lunged fiercely toward Ning Jiao!
With things having come to this, Liu Erlong actually intended to capture the king first to subdue his followers!
If Ning Jiao smashed her a couple more times, she really might lose this Soul Fighting match!
As a teacher, she could not bear that humiliation!
"Seven Treasures Turn, Glazed Tile Appears!"
"Strength, speed!"
Tang Lan seized the opportunity and immediately instructed Ning Rongrong to release her Soul Skills!
Thanks to Ning Jiao's current level being only 40, Ning Rongrong's support did not consume all that much energy!
"Then come on!"
Cracks and pops rang out throughout Ning Jiao's body!
He too swung his fair, tender fist, slamming it hard against the oncoming dragon claw!
Boom!
With another thunderous crash, Ning Jiao flew beyond the wall like a cannonball!
"Hahaha!"
"Again!"
Ning Jiao laughed heartily. The enormous Glazed Tile Seal shrank to the size of a palm, and he returned to the battlefield, small seal in hand, to strike at the red dragon again!
He had roughly gauged his current combat strength. Without using his Martial Soul, he was ultimately no match for Liu Erlong!
"Then come on!"
The red dragon slowly shrank, turning into a valiant red-haired woman wreathed in flames. Her fists collided repeatedly with Ning Jiao's small seal!
Wave after wave of sound battered the entire Training Arena!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Liu Erlong could naturally see Ning Jiao's lack of combat experience, but she did not care, nor did she exploit his openings. She merely engaged him in a primal brawl, every punch striking flesh!
"That feels great!"
Ning Jiao's eyes gleamed. His many clones had never fought such a thoroughly exhilarating battle!
Every time, he either crushed his opponent or was crushed himself!
He was the Golden Dragon King, after all. Such evenly matched physical clashes were exactly to his taste!
"You little rascal, you've made this old lady feel great too!"
Liu Erlong glowed with high spirits, her momentum not diminishing in the slightest!
The two fought from the ground into the sky, then from the sky back to the ground. Dust billowed across the Training Arena, its pitted ruins telling of the ferocity of this battle!
Meanwhile, the four youngsters watching sank into deathly silence.
They exchanged looks and opened their mouths, yet none could say a word...
Xiao Wu's face was deathly pale. She somewhat regretted constantly provoking Ning Jiao before. This fellow was more of a Soul Beast than a Soul Beast!
Although Ning Jiao's Martial Soul had an enormous drawback, that drawback was no damn use to her!
Would Sister Xiao Wu get punched to death in one blow?!
Xiao Wu wailed inwardly.
If it were you... could you defeat him in this state?
Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly, recalling that younger brother who was becoming more and more unfamiliar.
Tang Lan clenched her fists tightly. A sense of powerlessness instantly swept through her entire body. Aside from hidden weapons, she could think of no way to stand alongside this monster!
Being born in the same era as such a monster was both a blessing and a tragedy...
"Teacher said I was the third person on the entire continent with Twin Martial Souls. With my Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record as well, even if I can't compare to Ning Jiao, my talent should still be first-rate."
Tang Lan unclenched her fists. She had come to terms with it. Wasn't comparing herself to this monster just asking for misery?
Leaving Ning Jiao out of the equation, she was still one of the greatest geniuses on the entire continent!
Tang Lan gathered her thoughts and looked toward the Training Arena, where the battle was growing ever fiercer.
In the original story, part of the reason Tang San had been beaten into despair by Shui Bing'er was that the gap between them had not been very large.
But now, faced with Ning Jiao, who could utterly crush her, Tang Lan had simply chosen to accept her fate.
Because she could no longer find any power within herself that could surpass him.
"Uncle Jian, what do you think?"
In a concealed spot that no one at Shrek Academy had discovered, a refined, mild-mannered middle-aged man sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Fengzhi, let's put combat strength aside for now. Don't you think this child looks far too much like Rongrong?"
Chen Xin shook his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi with a strange expression. He really suspected that this person was Fengzhi's illegitimate son.
"Uncle Jian, you know me. If this child really were mine, I would never abandon him, no matter what."
"Perhaps he's a fellow clansman whose bloodline is close to mine?"
Ning Fengzhi spoke thoughtfully.
"Do you intend to arrange a marriage between Rongrong and him?"
After a moment of silence, Chen Xin pressed further.
"Let's leave it to the children themselves. If the combat strength he displayed today were at level 40 or 50, I would have settled the engagement immediately, without hesitation."
"But with Rongrong's enhancement, he has already vaguely reached the Soul Douluo level..."
Ning Fengzhi said no more. This person had already grown into his strength. He had the right to make his own voice heard.
"Rongrong really has grown up this time..."
Chen Xin nodded and cast an emotional glance at the black-robed woman watching the battle.
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