"What? How is that possible? Before forty?"
Because she had read records of the continent's famous Titled Douluo in the sect's classics, and the youngest among them was Tang Hao, who had become a Titled Douluo at forty-four, Ning Rongrong subconsciously wanted to say this was impossible. But when she caught sight of her brother out of the corner of her eye, she quickly swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue. Wasn't her brother exactly the kind of monster who had broken through to Titled Douluo in his early twenties?
And it was not just her Brother. Now that they were approaching twenty, they were already advancing toward the threshold of Soul Douluo too. In the future, breaking through to Titled Douluo before forty would not be a problem either.
"It doesn't seem that hard, actually. Looks like the chances of this young lady catching a god's eye are pretty high too."
"No, no, no. If I were a god, I'd never choose a smug girl like you. The others have a pretty good chance, though."
"You're so annoying! Even if you wanted to choose this young lady, I wouldn't care!"
After being mocked by Ning Bei, the little girl immediately glared fiercely but weakly at her Worthless Brother. Was this how you insulted your own little sister?
With Ning Bei's explanation, Long Nianbing and the others' confidence that they could be noticed by gods also rose greatly. The gloom on their faces from their unwillingness vanished completely, leaving only longing for the future.
Since they had not seen each other for an entire year, Ning Bei also planned to stay and spend more time with Rongrong and the three girls. After all, once he returned, he would likely wait for the Spirit Bone set to finish evolving,