Douluo who was secretly replaced by the protagonist

Lost.

These two words lingered in my mind like a nightmare, echoing in the empty space for a long time.

I lost......

Everything in front of him gradually blurred, but who had the energy to care about it? Ning Rongrong's body was like a puppet on strings, only running forward, stiff and exhausted.

The throat is congested, the pupils are dilated, the steps are sluggish, running is worse than walking, and stumbling.Ning Rongrong's barely hanging sliver of sobriety was used to resist the disastrous echoes in her mind.

Twenty laps, huh...how could I possibly finish the race?

Ning Rongrong thought this in her heart the moment she left the playground, showing contempt, resentment, and powerlessness.But having lost the game, she had no choice.

Who is she, the eldest lady of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the second sect in the world, a genius that the sect has only seen for a century, how could she lose, the sweet girl of heaven?

What kind of existence is the eldest lady?

He is a commoner, a weak pistil who is playful, capricious, and arrogant in the eyes of ordinary people. He is a guy who looks down on him and is useless, but people want to despise him but don't dare.So, why does she, Ning Rongrong, need to listen to Flanders?

Just a level 78 soul saint.

The worst case scenario is that this crappy academy is no longer available. Is there still a lack of academy in such a huge imperial city? With her status as Miss Ning, which top soul master academy is not rushing to go to any academy, and which one will not treat her as if she is an ancestor. offering

It's ridiculous that a shabby college in a remote rural area has caused this pearl of the world to suffer so much on just the first day. It has fallen from the paradise of fine clothes and fine food into the quagmire, and suffered a heavy blow. Then one more.On the second day of today, she, the sweet girl of heaven, tasted the taste of failure.

The eldest lady of the Shangzong, who has been cared for since she was a child, has never encountered failure among her peers. Who in the sect is not afraid of her knocking or bumping into her?

Not to mention the failure, Ning Rongrong was even given a penalty run afterwards. It’s not ridiculous that he was not allowed to eat after the run.

If it were other children of nobles and direct relatives of the sect, their thoughts might be similar to this, and they would still want to keep a good look on their existence and punish them.

Oh, tomorrow we will gather the sect forces to destroy you, believe it or not?

Exaggeration, exaggeration? No, this is very appropriate.

In Douluo Continent, in the open Tiandou Empire, the world is like this, without any adulteration or exaggeration.It is precisely because of this that Oscar treated Ning Rongrong like that yesterday, although part of it was due to his own reasons.

But, is Ning Rongrong... really like this?

Maybe she didn't know it herself. At this moment, when she was almost losing consciousness, in addition to the lingering voice in her mind, there was also:

Eight laps, twelve more to go...

The beautiful eyes lost their light and stared numbly forward.

Suddenly his toe hit a stone and he stumbled forward.

砰

The skin of the soft and white jade hands and wrists was scratched and bleeding.The stinging pain just made Ning Rongrong wake up a little, and her pupils swayed twice and solidified again.

The girl as soft as a willow struggled to support the ground and one of her knees, gritted her teeth, and stood up shakily.

One step forward, two steps, three...

砰

Pour again.

"Humph......"

This time, not only the hand, but also the delicate and beautiful chin was broken.

The unprecedented pain made the girl frown. Even Dai Mubai, who was in the previous battle, was not injured whether it was intentional or not.But now, she was tired and weak, and the pain seemed even more intense.

Even yesterday's experience in the quagmire was just dirty and painless.

For some reason, her eyes were moist. Ning Rongrong, who was lying on the ground, clenched her little hands unwillingly, biting her lip without even realizing it.

Lost.

I lost.

If you lose, you are a waste...

A different word suddenly passed by, and Ning Rongrong was shocked, and even her fisted hands froze.

No one spoke, the voice came from her heart.

......

"Sister Xiaoli, you are so amazing. You are beautiful and powerful. Sister Xiaoli is simply an angel."

"Haha, I am so happy to hear Rongrong praise my sister so much."

"Hey, that's~"

"Hahaha Rongrong is so cute."

"I, Ning Rongrong, am a soul master who possesses the most powerful auxiliary weapon in the world, the martial soul. One day, I will become very strong, and then stand by your side, sister Xiaoli, to help you win all the victories. I want to Yes, it’s the qualification to stand by my sister’s side.”

"Hahahahaha, okay, okay, sister is waiting for you~"

"A word is settled"

"Yes, it's settled."

......

The Qibao Glazed Pagoda Spirit Master who helped his teammates lose, what qualifications do he have to stand by his sister's side?

How about helping my sister win all the victories?

waste

Tears flowed out uncontrollably. Ning Rongrong felt as if someone was grabbing her heart, strangling her neck, and feeling suffocated at this moment.

It's not that she can't accept failure, it's that she can't accept her own incompetence under failure.

Compared with Tang San, Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu and the others, how could Ning Rongrong have the qualifications to call himself a genius? The praises and honors that surrounded him before were nothing but jokes.

The pale and powerless facts are often so hard to accept.

Sister Xiaoli......

A familiar yet unfamiliar beautiful face flashed across Ning Rongrong's eyes.She didn't know what gave her strength, and the almost exhausted physical strength in her body appeared again.

The trembling muscles supported the girl to stand up again, not quite straight. She lowered her head and bent her waist.

"Ta..." He took a half-step.

"Ta" is a complete step.

"Ta" another step.

"Ta-ta" followed by two more steps.

"Ta-ta, tap-ta, tap..."

"Ta-ta-ta-ta..."

Started running.Even though it was slower than an ordinary person walking on a daily basis, Ning Rongrong was still running, her eyes shining forward as she looked forward.

It was a firm light, as hard to shake as a mountain.

Won't escape

Since there is something here that can make me fail, then it must also be able to make me stronger. At least... I don’t want to be like now

The light in the girl's eyes grew brighter and brighter. Gradually, the pain in her legs and even the muscles all over her body was blocked by her brain, and she continued to run forward regardless of fatigue.

Not far behind him, a white-haired boy stood quietly.

The young man glanced at the back of the girl who was slowly walking away, then looked at the still warm sausage in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Go watch that girl, feed her some of your sausage if necessary, and let her run the twenty laps.

"..."

Dean, this is the first time your words are so useless~

It seems that I have to eat this sausage by myself.

Oscar chuckled, took the big sausage back into his arms, and followed him in a stroll.

......

嘭

Amidst the heart-breaking sound, Ning Rongrong fell down for the third time.

1 minute passed... 2 minutes passed... 5 minutes passed...

After an unknown amount of time, a white-haired figure came to the fallen girl's side and looked down at the petite, stiff body.

"Oh, you still can't hold on? It's really useless~"

With mocking words coming out of his mouth, the boy leaned over and picked up the girl's soft body, then turned and walked towards the direction he came from.

......