Douluo: Forced to inherit the god position after rebirth

Chapter 45
Ning Wanwan glanced at the dead man-faced spider, then at the face of Duke Long and Snake Woman, and said: "The two seniors said that my companion stole Miss Meng's soul ring, I think this statement is wrong. Since the soul beast has escaped from your hands, it means that it does not belong to Miss Meng, and since it does not belong to anyone, why do you want to grab it?"

"Ning Wanwan, how can you talk to the two seniors like that." Zhao Wuji walked over quickly with the others, "Don't blame Mr. Long, this little girl is very talkative, and she was spoiled by the elders in the family."

Ning Rongrong immediately ran to Ning Wanwan's side, Yu Tianqi followed closely behind, other people also surrounded her, and Oscar excitedly ran to Xiao Wu who was at the end.

Meng Shu snorted coldly: "Lord Fudo Ming, your college is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger." A small college whose name has never been heard, unexpectedly has Ning Fengzhi's daughter and members of the Lan Dian Tyrannosaurus family. Not to be underestimated.

Zhao Wuji pretended not to understand the meaning of Meng Shu's words, and said with a smile: "Senior, you are serious. Our college was just set up by a few old guys to provide for the elderly. You should have heard of our dean. Flender, one of the triangles."

"It turned out to be him. No wonder there are so many outstanding young people in your academy." Meng Shu really knew Flender, "But it's not so easy for me to just pretend nothing happened."

Zhao Wuji said: "Then what does senior mean?"

"Let that girl compete with my granddaughter. No soul skills are needed. As long as she wins against my granddaughter, I will pretend nothing happened. How about it?" Meng Shu pointed at Ning Wanwan.

The faces of Shrek's people became weird, and their eyes were full of sympathy when they looked at Meng Yiran.

Zhao Wuji also cleared his throat, "This, why don't you think about it again, senior?" Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to lose too badly later?

Meng Shu's face darkened, "I've already given you enough face. Although that girl is an auxiliary soul master, her soul power is already over 40, and my granddaughter is only at [-]. Seriously, my granddaughter is at a disadvantage."

Zhao Wuji rubbed his nose, "Since senior insists, then... what do you think, Ning Wanwan?"

Ning Wanwan nodded with a gentle smile, "According to what the senior said, but to show fairness, the soul power is not used, and only the martial soul and moves are used for the competition. What does Miss Meng think?"

Meng was still young and arrogant, and immediately responded: "Just as you said, I will definitely teach you a lesson, and let you know that even if you come from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it is nothing special!"

Ning Rongrong said in a choked voice: "Who doesn't know how to speak big words, don't cry when you are won by Wanwan later! Wanwan, you must let her see what it means to be someone outside of people, and there is a sky beyond the sky!"

Meng Yiran glared at Ning Rongrong bitterly, with the snake-headed cane in his hand lying in front of him, "Whoever is talking big is not sure!"

Ning Wanwan stretched out her right hand, a few glazed vines appeared in the palm of her hand, and then twisted into a sword under the surprised eyes of everyone. Ning Wanwan held the hilt in her hand and reminded: "Miss Meng, be careful."

The shadow of the sword flickered, and before she could see how she moved, she was already in front of Meng Yiran.

Meng Yiran didn't react too slowly, and immediately blocked Ning Wanwan's sword with his crutches. Although he caught the attack, his hand holding the crutches was numb from the shock, "Aren't you from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

"I don't need you to worry about that." Ning Wanwan said, the sword in her hand changed direction and attacked Meng Yiran again.

In addition to absorbing aura to break through the realm, Ning Wanwan's swordsmanship has not fallen behind in recent years. She goes to discuss swordsmanship with Sword Douluo every now and then. Douluo crazily objected, Jian Douluo had long wanted to take Ning Wanwan as his apprentice.

Although the soul masters in Douluo Continent have higher martial strength than ordinary people, Meng Yiran, who cannot use soul power and soul skills, is not enough compared to Ning Wanwan, who has experienced countless life and death fights.

Before Ning Wanwan could hold on to ten moves, Meng Yiran was held around his neck by a long sword. This was the result of Ning Wanwan's lack of effort.

Withdrawing her martial soul, Ning Wanwan walked back to her own side, looked at Mr. Long and Mrs. Snake and said, "I don't know if the two seniors have anything else to teach you?"

No matter what Duke Long and Snake Grandma think in their hearts, the words have already been spoken, and with their status among the soul masters, if they talk to a few juniors, it doesn't matter, so there is no need to mess with it.

Meng Shu said with a gentle face: "I'd like to admit defeat, let's leave the matter of the soul ring as it is, but I really didn't expect that Ning Fengzhi's daughter is not an auxiliary soul master."

Ning Wanwan just looked at them fixedly and didn't speak.

Meng Shu wanted to say something more, but seeing Ning Wanwan's unflappable appearance, he didn't want to lose face in front of the younger generation, so he took Meng Yiran and the snake woman away.

Oscar exhaled exaggeratedly, "Wan Wan, fortunately you came in time, otherwise Xiao San and I might really lose an arm."

"It's not that exaggerated."

Before the voice fell, everyone heard Tang San's muffled hum, and everyone looked at Tang San, only to see that Tang San was enveloped by a thick purple-black light, and blood was still hanging from the corner of Tang San's mouth. Spit it out.

There was still a layer of light red mist around Tang San, this was not the light from his soul power, but formed by the blood beads oozing from his skin transpiring into the air with the soul power.

Dai Mubai was shocked and said: "Mr. Zhao, what's wrong with Tang San?"

Zhao Wuji pondered for a moment, guessing: "Could it be that the power of the Man Faced Demon Spider is too violent and overbearing, making it difficult for Tang San to absorb it? But now he can only rely on himself, he cannot absorb the spirit ring with external force, otherwise it will only be counterproductive."

Ning Wanwan walked quickly to Tang San's side, carefully looked at the Man-faced Demon Spider's corpse, "This Man-faced Demon Spider's cultivation has exceeded the limit he can absorb."

Tang San's body was tempered by Yu Shan, coupled with his own uninterrupted training since childhood, he was much stronger than his peers.The upper limit of the third spirit ring of ordinary soul masters is about 760 years, and the upper limit that Tang San can absorb should be about 500 years at most, but this Man Faced Demon Spider's cultivation base is almost 3000 years old.

Oscar said anxiously: "What should I do now? Forcibly absorbing more than the upper limit of spirit rings, there is usually only one end!" The body cannot hold so much energy, and will only explode and die in the end.

Ning Wanwan was also not sure, "Now I can only try my first soul skill, whether it can help him absorb the soul ring better, the rest depends on his own willpower. The first soul skill, Liuli Pure world."

Tang San, who was already convulsed from pain, his expression gradually relaxed under the white halo, and the speed at which blood oozes from his skin also slowed down.

"It's useful! As long as it's useful, it's fine." Seeing that her soul skill was working, Ning Wanwan finally let go of her worries.

Ning Wanwan turned her head and said to the others: "You also hurry up to recover your soul power and physical strength. This place is full of dangers, and you must always maintain your best condition."

The others also understood that they walked into the halo and began to recover their soul and physical strength, and even their tense spirits felt a lot more relaxed.

(End of this chapter)