Chapter 138: The Shock of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
"It's also a form of respect toward the opponent."
After pausing briefly, Sun Buyu continued, "Additionally, this list is only a preliminary decision."
"Besides the seven main members, the academy has specially approved three substitute slots."
"Ning Rongrong has already secured one of them because of the special nature of her support abilities."
"So, there are still two substitute positions left."
"If you believe you have the strength, you can challenge any of the main team members except Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong, who are fixed support members."
"Whoever wins takes the spot!"
"What?!"
Yu Feng was greatly shocked, his expression instantly turning ugly.
"They've already decided the first team lineup so quickly?"
"Doesn't that mean all the rest of us can only compete for those two substitute spots?"
The atmosphere in the classroom instantly grew tense.
Everyone's gaze swept back and forth across the main team members.
Lin Yuan, Dugu Yan, and Yu Tianheng were the acknowledged "Three Giants." Even if they were given ten times the courage, no one would dare challenge them.
Especially Lin Yuan. The miserable scene of Yu Tianheng being one-shot killed with a single spear that day was still vivid in everyone's minds.
Who would be tired of living enough to provoke that monster?
Thus, in an instant, most people's gazes focused on the remaining three: Xiao Wu, Osler, and Shi Mo.
Especially Xiao Wu, who looked delicate and weak, instantly became the "soft persimmon" in everyone's eyes.
After all, Osler and Shi Mo were long-established powerhouses in the class—one specialized in agility attacks, the other in defense.
As for Xiao Wu, although she also possessed innate full soul power, she looked like nothing more than a cute little girl. Moreover, she usually followed behind Lin Yuan and rarely made a move.
"Heh."
Lin Yuan sensed the malicious gazes around them and couldn't help lowering his voice as he laughed to Xiao Wu beside him.
"Looks like everyone has chosen you as the breakthrough point."
When Xiao Wu heard this, her delicate little face was filled with indignation.
"Hmph!"
"These blind fools. Let them come and try!"
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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Inside the magnificent and resplendent council hall.
Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a refined white robe, sat in the main seat, chatting casually with Chen Xin and Gu Rong beside him.
At that moment, a series of light and lively footsteps came from outside the hall.
"Dad! Grandpa Sword! Grandpa Bone!"
"I came back to see you~~."
Her voice arrived before her figure.
Immediately afterward, a petite green figure rushed into the hall like a swallow returning to its nest.
It was Ning Rongrong, who had hurried back from the academy.
Ning Fengzhi put down the teacup in his hand, a doting smile appearing on his face.
He stood up and opened his arms, intending to hug his precious daughter as usual.
"Rongrong, why did you suddenly come back?"
"The academy hasn't gone on holiday yet, right? Did you miss home?"
"Or is there some good news you want to share with your father?"
However, just as Ning Fengzhi's hands were about to touch Ning Rongrong—
"Hehe!"
A flash of green light suddenly flickered beneath Ning Rongrong's feet. Her body moved like a butterfly weaving through flowers, slipping past Ning Fengzhi's embrace at an extremely clever angle.
Wind Spirit Step!
This was a technique she had obtained from the system. Although she had only just begun practicing it, it was already astonishing.
"Dad, guess~."
Ning Rongrong turned around and made a cute face at Ning Fengzhi, who had just grabbed empty air.
Then she skipped over to Chen Xin and Gu Rong, giving each of them a big hug.
"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, I missed you so much!"
Chen Xin and Gu Rong felt their hearts melt from the hug.
But at the same time, a trace of surprise flashed through the minds of the three experts.
So fast!
Such sharp reactions!
In that brief moment earlier, the soul power fluctuation that burst out from Ning Rongrong had only flashed for an instant, but it absolutely could not escape their perception.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged glances, a glint of light flashing in their eyes.
Gu Rong secretly transmitted his voice:
"Old Swordsman, did you feel that?"
"Rongrong's soul power fluctuation… something seems off."
"That speed and reaction… even a Soul Grandmaster couldn't achieve that."
Chen Xin nodded slightly, a trace of gratification flashing in his eyes.
"It seems Rongrong has secrets we don't know about."
"I wonder if it also has something to do with Lin Yuan."
"Her soul power might have already broken through to Soul Grandmaster."
Although Ning Fengzhi had just been "teased" by his daughter, he wasn't annoyed at all. Instead, his smile grew even wider.
He withdrew his hands and shook his head helplessly.
"You little girl, you're getting more and more mischievous."
"Let me guess then. Does it have something to do with that little fellow Lin Yuan?"
"Or did your cultivation break through?"
Ning Rongrong snorted proudly, hands on her hips, her face full of arrogance.
"Hmph, how boring. Dad guessed it so quickly."
"There's no surprise anymore."
However, she quickly adjusted her mood, a mysterious smile appearing on her face.
"Since Dad already guessed it, I won't keep you in suspense."
But…
Ning Rongrong took a few steps back.
"Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone… don't get scared!"
"Haha, alright, we're sitting steady."
"You little girl, how could you possibly scare us?"
All three of them had lived for so long and seen so much of the world. How could they possibly be frightened by Ning Rongrong?
However, the next second, their smiles froze on their faces.
"Seven Treasures Turn Out Glazed Tile!"
As Ning Rongrong let out a crisp shout, a crystal-clear treasure pagoda slowly appeared in her palm.
At the same time, two soul rings rose from beneath her feet.
The first was yellow.
A hundred-year soul ring.
That was completely normal.
But the second…
It was purple.
A thousand-year soul ring!
"What?!"
"A thousand-year second ring?!"
Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong all stood up almost at the same time, their eyes wide open.
In the Soul Master world, it was almost an iron law that the second soul ring could not be a thousand-year one.
Among those they knew, the only people whose second soul ring was a thousand-year ring were Bibi Dong and Lin Yuan.
(Qian Daoliu's artificially upgraded one didn't count.)
Moreover, judging by the depth of that purple color, this definitely wasn't the barely-over-one-thousand-year kind.
With Ning Rongrong's weak physique as a support-type Soul Master, how could she possibly absorb such a high-level soul ring?
This simply defied all common sense.
However, before they could even recover from that shock, an even more terrifying scene appeared.
"Nine layers, nine colors, Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
As Ning Rongrong's voice fell, the three subconsciously looked at the martial soul in her hand.
One, two, three… seven, eight, nine!
The pagoda that originally had only eight layers had now gained additional layer.
A full nine layers!
It was the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, something that only existed in the ancient records of the sect!
The walking stick in Ning Fengzhi's hand fell to the ground.
But he didn't care at all.
His hands trembled as he slowly walked toward Ning Rongrong, his voice hoarse.
"Rongrong… your martial soul…"
"How did it evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"
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