Chapter 8 The Race is Moving at a Rapid Pace
A twelve-year-old Soul Sect with four rings, a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear...
Whichever one of them appears on the ring would be enough to cause a huge stir.
However, these two extremely rare terms have now come together in one person.
While everyone present felt envious, they also secretly cursed their bad luck.
The Soul Sect stands out among a group of Great Soul Masters and a few Soul Elders, possessing a special Spirit and the blessing of an extremely powerful soul beast.
In a one-on-one fight, who could be his match?
And judging from his calm and collected demeanor, that attack was clearly not his full strength.
Suddenly, one of the participating disciples who had watched the entire event couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath:
"No way! Is he out of his mind?!"
"With that kind of talent, why don't you use connections to get in, and instead come here to play with a bunch of noobs?"
"Ning Ben is a ruthless man who dares to wrestle with a thousand-year-old raging bear, but he couldn't even withstand a casual blow from him."
"Now that's good. Who can challenge a Soul Sect who likes to fry fish?"
Undoubtedly, these remarks instantly garnered the approval of the vast majority of people.
Following closely behind, small murmurs began to rise from two or three groups.
In the blink of an eye, the viewing platform was a lively scene.
Only a very few Soul Master disciples looked solemn, each secretly calculating whether they could withstand the attack from the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.
However, no matter how you simulate it or what cards you use.
None of them had absolute certainty of defeating the enemy.
In the end, all they could do was glare and curse angrily.
"Where did this monster come from?! This is outrageous!"
On the other side, Ning Huan also noticed the constant changes in the atmosphere on the sidelines.
The fleeting yet powerful aura in the shadows made him smile slightly, quite satisfied with his previous performance.
'My allocation of resources has not been in vain, enabling it to leap from a century to a millennium in just over a year.'
'The power is indeed unexpectedly strong.'
Thinking of this, Ning Huan waved his hand to summon back the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, and then looked at the deacon who was standing not far away in a daze.
"Referee, it's time to announce the result."
"Ah! Yes! In Zone A, the first match, Ning Huan from Tianluo City wins!"
But before he could finish speaking, the person in question turned and walked off the stage, showing no respect whatsoever to him.
Fortunately, the shocking scene just now was too memorable.
So much so that the Soul Emperor referee not only did not feel the slightest dissatisfaction, but also thought that the person in front of him had an extraordinary personality.
So he pretended to be calm and watched as Ning Huan slowly walked off the stage.
Instead, he kept thinking about how he could get ahead of others in befriending him.
He was completely unaware that the two team members from the second round were looking at him with extreme resentment.
...
Meanwhile, somewhere on the main peak of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School...
"Uncle Jian, what do you think?"
"The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear is neither real nor fictional; I cannot ascertain its specifics."
"But I suppose it must be a special effect of his Spirit."
"Um..."
Hearing Sword Douluo's evasive answer, Ning Hao crossed his arms and slowly walked to the windowsill to gaze into the distance.
The neatly arranged intelligence reports on his desk last night flashed through his mind, and a strange look flickered in his eyes.
Is it the "Spirit Empowerment Platform"?
After living in seclusion in a border city for six years, he suddenly decided to return to his sect with great pride.
Is there some ulterior motive, or...?
"Father, is he the genius you described?"
"Hmm? Yes."
A youthful yet undeniably spirited voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts, prompting Ning Hao to smile again.
He then looked down at the blonde girl beside him, whose face was full of curiosity.
"Tian'er, what if your father ordered him to become your follower?"
After saying that, he stared at his favorite youngest daughter, eagerly awaiting her answer.
"Absolutely not!"
The straightforward answer surprised Ning Hao, and the three Title Douluos standing behind him also looked astonished.
Can you tell me why?
"Feng'er can't beat him! If this goes on for too long, it will affect the reputation of the main branch!"
"hiss!"
The three Sword Douluo gasped, staring at Ning Tian as if they had seen some kind of monster.
The words of advice that should have been on his lips vanished instantly, and he no longer worried about the future of the sect.
'This girl is just as smart as her father!'
Ning Hao laughed heartily, leaving it unclear whether he was satisfied with the answer.
Are you satisfied?
certainly!
The most valuable quality in a person is self-awareness.
Ning Huan is indeed someone Ning Tian cannot control.
However, her daughter's answer also demonstrated the limits of her abilities and aspirations.
She is good at maintaining the status quo but lacks ambition.
If the connection between Ning Huan and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School cannot be firmly established...
At this moment, Ning Hao felt grateful for the first time that he had given birth to a precious daughter.
They won't be helpless when facing geniuses who are 'comparable' to the two Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness.
'There's still plenty of time, no rush.'
"Alright, then so be it."
"Thank you, Father."
The nine-year-old Ning Tian responded softly, her pale golden eyes gazing at the arena with even greater curiosity.
...
"The seventh match of Class A, Ning Huan of Tianluo City versus Ning Younao of Beicheng of Zhanhun."
"Match 13, Tianluo City's Ning Huan vs..."
"The 21st scene of the Jia class..."
"The third one in the 'A' category..."
"First..."
Ning Huan: "..."
I'm fucking idiot!
Ning Hao must be crazy!
Why does it have to be someone who's constantly causing trouble?
Others made it to the top 32 after playing three matches, but I've played five matches and still haven't qualified.
That's so obviously targeted!
Seemingly sensing Ning Huan's increasingly surging anger, the Soul Emperor referee panicked.
Seeing that the elimination of personnel was complete, he immediately disregarded the orders from above to play a few more games.
After taking out the jade token representing the top 64 from his chest, he hurriedly shouted loudly.
"Ning Huan from District A has been selected!"
"snort!"
Ning Huan pretended to be hostile and quickly took the token.
He then jumped off the stage without saying a word and walked off the stage alone in full view of everyone.
His expression remained completely indifferent throughout.
Upon seeing this, the Soul Emperor judge's vision went completely black, and he felt as if the rest of his life was shrouded in darkness.
In contrast, the silent crowd on the stands had long since become so numb that they didn't even bother to cheer.
They all sat there, lost in thought, contemplating life.
Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, Blazing Vajra, Human-Faced Demon Spider, Saber-Toothed Thunder Tiger...
Every single one that Ning Huan summons is a rare soul beast with extremely strong combat power, as recorded in history.
They are beings that ordinary Soul Masters simply cannot match.
"Tsk tsk, this kid's Spirit is interesting."
Feng Douluo said leisurely, with a hint of amusement in his words.
"Perhaps Shield Guardian is right. This kid might really have some ulterior motives."
Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo slightly raised his sword-like eyebrows, and his soul power subtly flowed around him.
It seems that as long as the Sect Master gives the order, he will draw his sword and rush to their door.
"Uncle Feng, Uncle Jian, don't panic. If my guess is correct..."
As he spoke, Ning Hao took out several intelligence reports and handed them to the people present.
"To form a contract using the remains of a soul beast and unknown conditions."
"Then, use your own soul power to summon the corresponding spirit and unleash its full strength."
"That is the Spirit [Spirit Empowerment Platform], its true power!"
Sword, Wind, and Shield: "What?!"
Ning Tian: "Amazing!"
[end of the chapter ]