The duration of Forced Ride was determined by his own level.
For example, his innate level was currently 10.
He could control someone else's Martial Soul for 10 seconds and use it for himself, though for now he could only control its original form.
If his level surpassed his opponent's, the duration of Forced Ride would be even longer.
Just imagine: if an opponent's Martial Soul Avatar suddenly turned traitor during a fight... heh heh heh.
He remembered that Rongrong's Soul Power seemed to be lower than his...
Innate level nine, exactly one level below him.
So he glanced at Ning Rongrong beside him and flashed her a cheeky grin.
"Rongrong, do you really want to see my Martial Soul?"
At that, Ning Rongrong stood up with her hands on her hips.
"Isn't that a stupid question? Of course I want to see it... Don't tell me you really can only take it off and whip people with it?"
She felt she had discovered the truth. Otherwise, why would a grown man like him be acting so bashful?
Wang Xiaoming was neither angry nor annoyed. He said mysteriously, "What if the price of me using my Martial Soul... was you losing yours?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened. She covered her flat chest and took two steps back.
"D-don't scare me! Why would me losing my Martial Soul be the price of watching you use yours? Did you awaken a belt or a robber?!"
Wang Xiaoming raised an eyebrow and taunted her with an utterly punchable expression.
"So, do you want to see it or not? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess, an innate level-nine genius, the hope of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and that's all the courage you have?"
Ning Rongrong glared at him, puffing out her cheeks.
She knew he was trying to provoke her, but she was still furious!
"Hmph, use it! I don't believe you can really do it!"
Just then, in a place neither of them had noticed, two figures had already appeared some time ago.
One was a tall old man with a gaunt face.
Beside him was a man dressed in fine clothes, his whole bearing refined and scholarly.
The two quietly observed the children chatting in the courtyard.
Hearing this, the gaunt old man gave a disdainful laugh.
"Fengzhi, do you think that boy was telling the truth?"
"Hehe, Uncle Bone, surely you don't believe a child's joking words too?
"On the Douluo Continent, strange Martial Souls appear endlessly, but... a Martial Soul with such an ability is unheard of.
"If it really can take away other people's Martial Souls, as he said, then its ability would be enough to call it an evil Martial Soul.
"It would surely be a Martial Soul that heaven itself could not tolerate, one even worse than an Evil Soul Master."
Ning Fengzhi did not state his conclusion absolutely, leaving himself some room.
Who could say for certain when it came to Martial Souls?
The two had received a message from the hidden guard at Rongrong's side and hurried over from a restaurant operated by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
It was mainly because they had heard that the child who often played with Rongrong would undergo his Martial Soul Awakening today, and their little princess had run out early.
So they had followed her over.
They wanted to see what kind of talent the child who could play with their little princess possessed.
Although he was only a child from a declining noble family, as long as he could become a Soul Master, they could let him continue cultivating with Rongrong so she would not be too bored in her daily life.
Unexpectedly, there had been a pleasant surprise: the boy actually had Innate Full Soul Power.
Ning Fengzhi was glad he had taken an interest and come over today. Otherwise... he might have missed a young genius.
In particular, when he heard how their little princess had simply snatched the child away, he could not help laughing.
Gu Rong, on the other hand, had first praised the little princess for her cleverness, then felt an inexplicable emotion toward the child, Wang Xiaoming.
What made that brat worthy of so much attention from their little princess?
Wang Xiaoming patted the card box with his hand.
"Well, you said it. If anything happens... I won't be responsible."
Ning Rongrong immediately grew anxious. "No! If anything happens, you have to take responsibility!"
"Then I won't demonstrate."
"You!"
Ning Rongrong stamped her feet in anger, her little leather shoes clapping against the ground.
But then she had another thought: if something really did happen to her, there was no way he could avoid taking responsibility!
With that in mind, she pretended to compromise.
"Hmph, fine. You don't have to take responsibility, all right? Hurry up and show me your Martial Soul."
At the same time, she thought to herself.
If I'm not satisfied, you're dead!!
Wang Xiaoming nodded in satisfaction, then said to her,
"Summon your Martial Soul."
Ning Rongrong and the two people in hiding were all taken aback.
Why did she have to summon her Martial Soul?
Could it be that everything he had said was true!?
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong's faces immediately grew serious.
If it was true, the future of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be ruined.
Should they gamble?
Gamble that the boy was only trying to scare Rongrong.
But it was not unheard of for children to act out of a moment's stubborn pride.
"Fengzhi!"
"...Uncle Bone, wait a little longer."
Seeing Ning Rongrong hesitate, Wang Xiaoming stopped teasing her.
If he kept it up, the people protecting this Little Demoness from the shadows would be unable to sit still.
"All right, don't be so nervous. My Martial Soul's ability needs someone else's help. Hurry and summon it, and I'll demonstrate."
Wang Xiaoming smiled.
He planned to try Forced Ride first, then use a normal Transformation Card to have some fun teasing this Little Demoness.
He would also get a little revenge while he was at it. He couldn't always let her mess with him without getting back at her.
Ning Rongrong reluctantly summoned her Martial Soul.
"The seven treasures turn, and glazed tile appears..."
She turned lightly on the spot, and then an exquisite little pagoda, crystal clear and shining with seven-colored light, appeared in Ning Rongrong's hand.
It had to be said, this Martial Soul really suited girls. It was sparkly and very pretty.
Ning Rongrong had shown it off in front of Wang Xiaoming plenty of times before.
"Y-you have to remember to give it back to me..."
Her voice trembled as she said it, showing just how much resolve the Little Demoness had mustered.
After all, Wang Xiaoming had only just awakened his Martial Soul. What if he couldn't control it properly and really couldn't give hers back?
"Don't worry. There's no danger."
Wang Xiaoming's voice grew as serious as his expression, reassuring Ning Rongrong more than his earlier cheeky manner.
He pulled both sides of the driver with his hands. The white card slot in the middle instantly rotated from horizontal to vertical.
Then he took a Forced Ride Card from the card box at his waist.
He gently inserted it into the driver and gave it a sharp push, returning the driver to its original position.
A mechanical voice rang out at once.
[Kamen Ride--]
[Attack Ride!]
Then he reached out toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand.
"Come."