Dai Tianfeng willed it.
His First Soul Ring immediately lit up.
Seeing this, Wu Yun immediately became vigilant.
She knew the power of thousand-year Soul Power.
One careless moment, and she might capsize in a gutter.
[First Soul Skill: Light Element Control]
A pale golden light gradually appeared around Dai Tianfeng.
The injuries on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This was a skill Dai Tianfeng had created over the past few days.
Though "created" might not have been quite the right word.
The light element naturally had a healing effect; all Dai Tianfeng had done was develop it to the best of his ability.
As for its effectiveness, it could only be called average. For now, it could only heal ordinary external injuries.
That was more than enough for Dai Tianfeng.
"That's a self-healing Soul Skill!" Wu Yun frowned slightly, clearly misunderstanding.
That was only natural, though.
After all, even in the era of The Legend of the Dragon King, twenty thousand years later, a Soul Skill like Element Control was one of a kind, let alone now.
"Looks like I'll have to use my full strength too!"
Looking at Dai Tianfeng, Wu Yun's eyes burned with fighting spirit, and she held him in a little less contempt.
The little brat before her might not have been tall, but his strength was surprisingly great.
Now that he had used a self-healing Soul Skill from a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, his stamina was bound to be even more astonishing.
If they kept fighting like this, she might well be dragged to death.
She had to finish the fight quickly.
If she lost to Dai Tianfeng, who had less Soul Power than her and was much younger, she would have no face left to show anyone.
Wu Yun's Second Soul Ring lit up.
[Second Soul Skill: Dragon's Breath]
A blazing beam of flame shot toward Dai Tianfeng!
For a moment, worry appeared on Ning Rongrong's face.
She only wanted to teach this guy a proper lesson; she had never intended to hurt anyone.
The next moment, Dai Tianfeng turned into a streak of light!
"Bang!!!"
A deep, resounding boom rang out.
Wu Yun clearly hadn't expected this either and was sent flying by the blow.
"Light... the light attribute?"
Wu Yun sat slumped on the ground, looking as though she were questioning her life. "And why do you have two Soul Skills?"
"Who told you I have two Soul Skills?"
Dai Tianfeng shrugged and said with a meaningful look, "I only used one Soul Skill from beginning to end, and I only have one Soul Skill. Don't go slandering me!"
Hearing this, Wu Yun became even more confused.
Had her eyes deceived her, or was he talking nonsense?
The worry on Ning Rongrong's face froze in an instant. Her little mouth fell open, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
Th-this... how is this possible?
Big Sister Wu is a Soul Grandmaster!
And she lost just like that!
"Young Miss Rongrong, didn't you want to draw a turtle on my face?"
Dai Tianfeng withdrew his Martial Soul and looked at Ning Rongrong with a thoroughly "kind" expression.
"What are you going to do?" Ning Rongrong shrank back, her face full of wariness.
"What am I going to do?"
The "kindness" on Dai Tianfeng's face grew even more pronounced. "Why, a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye, of course!"
"You're going to draw a turtle on my face too?"
Ning Rongrong bit her pink lip, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes.
She looked ready to burst into tears if he dared try.
"No, no, no. I wouldn't do something like that."
Dai Tianfeng waved a hand and soon came up to Ning Rongrong.
"Turn around."
"Huh?"
"What do you mean, 'huh'? Or should I just draw a turtle on your face after all?"
"N-no, don't. I'll turn around."
Under Dai Tianfeng's threats and enticements, Ning Rongrong had no choice but to turn around.
Smack!
A crisp sound rang out, followed by a burning pain on her bottom.
"How dare you spank me!"
Ning Rongrong's big, watery eyes were full of grievance.
Even her father had never spanked her like this!
She felt unexpectedly nice to the touch!
"I did. What are you going to do about it?"
"Are you still going to find someone to teach me a lesson?"
Dai Tianfeng felt that softness for a moment, then gave her another smack.
"Just you wait! I'm going to have Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone teach you a lesson!"
The extreme humiliation instead stirred Ning Rongrong's defiance.
Smack, smack!
Dai Tianfeng gave her another two smacks.
"Are you still going to find someone?"
What Dai Tianfeng failed to notice was that Ning Rongrong's face had turned completely red.
"Yes, I am!"
Ning Rongrong's voice was noticeably quieter.
Smack, smack!
Another two smacks came down.
And then Ning Rongrong burst into tears.
Tears streamed down her face.
She cried so sorrowfully!
For a moment, Dai Tianfeng didn't know what to do either.
He realized he seemed to have gone too far.
Soon, several figures hurried over.
Ning Rongrong's cries were anything but quiet.
Besides, the earlier fight between Dai Tianfeng and Wu Yun had caused quite a commotion too.
If this hadn't been the area around the sect master's hall, where no one came without a reason, Dai Tianfeng would probably have been surrounded long ago.
Of course, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples' first reaction would definitely have been, What a ruthless person!
He actually dared make the Little Demoness Ning Rongrong cry!
Even so, they would still have stepped in.
No matter how mischievous Ning Rongrong was, she was still the sect master's daughter, and she was dearly doted on by the two sect-protecting Douluo, Jian and Bone.
Chen Xin, Ning Fengzhi, Dai Xiu, Zhu Na, and the others all arrived.
Even Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who hadn't shown himself until now, came.
"What happened?"
"Rongrong, who bullied you?!"
Seeing the tears at the corners of Ning Rongrong's eyes, Gu Rong's gaze flashed coldly.
"Rongrong, don't cry, don't cry. Tell Grandpa Jian, who bullied you?"
At the same time, Chen Xin's expression changed. He flashed over to Ning Rongrong and comforted her with a face full of heartache. "Grandpa Jian will deal with him for you!"
Ning Fengzhi wore a helpless expression.
This was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Who would dare bully the Little Demoness Ning Rongrong?
Nine times out of ten, she had brought it on herself again.
Dai Tianfeng watched this scene, dumbfounded.
He knew that Chen Xin and Gu Rong doted on Ning Rongrong.
But he had never imagined they doted on her to this extent.
Ning Rongrong clearly didn't have a single injury, yet judging by Chen Xin and Gu Rong's expressions, they wanted nothing more than to tear the culprit who had made her cry to pieces.
Anyone who didn't know better would have thought Ning Rongrong was their own granddaughter, whom they had raised themselves!
No wonder Ning Rongrong was so spoiled and willful.
Presumably, Ning Fengzhi had no way to deal with his daughter Ning Rongrong either.
The reason Ning Rongrong had gone to Shrek Academy in the original story was most likely that Ning Fengzhi had arranged it.
Ning Rongrong was merely a Soul Grandmaster, and a support-type one at that.
Without Ning Fengzhi's tacit permission behind the scenes, how could Ning Rongrong have run away from home without anyone knowing?
Judging by the fact that Ning Fengzhi had sent word to Flender in advance, telling him not to worry about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's face, he had clearly intended to use the opportunity to discipline Ning Rongrong properly.
Unfortunately, that old bastard Flender had shamelessly used PUA on a young girl.
Ning Rongrong had clearly been a proud daughter of heaven with a distinct personality, yet she had gradually been reduced to an accessory for the others in Shrek.
If Ning Fengzhi had known what Dai Tianfeng was thinking at that moment, he would surely have cried out that someone finally understood him.
When faced with the mischievous Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi had indeed wanted to harden his heart and discipline her.
But with Chen Xin and Gu Rong protecting her, how could he discipline her?
Forget hitting her; he couldn't even scold her a couple of times.
As a father, he felt utterly aggrieved, yet there was nothing he could do.