Douluo: my omnipotent spirit

"Mubai, go pack this young lady's luggage."

Flanders turned around and said to Dai Mubai.

"Yes!" Dai Mubai responded as he stood a step forward and was about to start.

"and many more."

"Flanders!"

The voices of Emperor Zhao and Ning Rongrong sounded at the same time.

Ning Rongrong looked at Emperor Zhao in surprise, and everyone else also looked at him.

With a slight smile, Emperor Zhao gently broke free of his arm that Zhu Zhuqing was holding.

He walked leisurely to Ning Rongrong, slowly raised his hand to comb the broken hair around her ears that had been blown by the anger and wind, and then asked casually:

"Why aren't you convinced?"

Emperor Zhao's voice was very soft, as if it could calm people's restless hearts.

It was the first time that a person of the opposite sex of the same age approached Ning Rongrong so close to her, and a blush began to appear on her face.

"Just... that's why you don't have to assemble, why do you treat me, an auxiliary soul master, the same as a powerful attack soul master and agility attack soul master, and why do you drive me away!"

Ning Rongrong's originally slightly shy expression became more and more angry as she spoke, and finally her little face bulged up, her two little fists were tightly clasped, and she looked at Flanders angrily.

"Hey~" Emperor Zhao took a few steps back and said with a smile:

"I can answer you for Flanders."

"Why!" Ning Rongrong looked directly at Emperor Zhao.

"First question." Emperor Zhao turned his back to Ning Rongrong, his masterly demeanor suddenly born.

"Why don't I need to gather? Because I was advancing to level 46 at the time, and..."

With a slight movement of soul power, four purple and black soul rings rose up, and a strong wind blew. Ning Rongrong, who was closest to Emperor Zhao, felt it the most.

The beautiful skirt she was wearing was constantly flowing in the wind, and the clothes kept making snapping sounds.

Of course, the soul ring of the Soul Sect alone could not achieve this. It was Emperor Zhao who secretly used some wind control effect.

"12 years old, with four purple and black soul rings, and a level 46 soul sect. Do you still need me to tell you why I don't need to participate in the gathering?"

Emperor Zhao's calm voice sounded, and everyone present heard it, even though Dai Mubai, Flender and Zhao Wuji already knew about Emperor Zhao's level and soul ring.

But now when I see it again, I can't help but feel emotional. Not only this time, but every time I see it, I feel extremely emotional.

"This... this..." Ning Rongrong was speechless for a moment, but then she said stubbornly:

"Then what about them! Their strength is not that strong, but I am the auxiliary soul master, and I am the most powerful on the battlefield! Why do you want to compare them with me now! Especially Oscar! He is obviously several years older than me. But it happens to be over level 20 like me!"

There was a trace of sarcasm on Emperor Zhao's face, but Ning Rongrong couldn't see it:

"You must also know the levels of Mistress and the others. As for Oscar, let Flanders do the talking."

As he spoke, Emperor Zhao looked at Flanders.

Flanders understood and said in a low voice again:

"Have you ever seen a food-type soul master with innate soul power? His talent is beyond imagination. In time, he may not be able to replace your Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!"

"What!" Ning Rongrong was shocked and looked at Oscar, who was running. His big, watery eyes were full of disbelief.

"how can that be!"

Emperor Zhao and Flender did not answer this time, and the scene fell into a brief silence.

After a moment, Ning Rongrong said again unwillingly:

"But my martial spirit is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! It has the greatest effect on the battlefield! It can be comprehensively improved!"

Emperor Zhao turned around and looked at Ning Rongrong face to face, the ridicule on his face was obvious.

"Okay, even if your role on the battlefield is greater and better than Oscar's, but!"

Emperor Zhao paused, stared at her closely and said:

"With such an arrogant and uncaring personality, can you find true teammates?"

"I..." Ning Rongrong wanted to explain something, but Emperor Zhao didn't give him a chance and continued:

"Okay, I'm taking a step back. Even if you can find it, but..."

As he spoke, Emperor Zhao's white ball turned into starlight from his hand and condensed behind him, and a one-meter-long white wing appeared again.

After waving a few times, the dust on the ground rippled slightly, Emperor Zhao slowly rose into the air, looked at Tang San and the others, and asked

"Do you trust me?"

Everyone nodded, and Tang San stood up directly and said:

"Yes! I believe it! No matter what Brother Zhao does to me, I will not resist at all! Including anything!"

Tang Sandu's eyes were firm. Although he didn't know what he was going to do, he was full of trust in Emperor Zhao.

Xiao Wu also nodded next to him.

Emperor Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth. Although the other party is very serious, why do I feel...

"Okay, in that case..."

I didn’t care so much anymore, I continued to write my pen, and as I spoke, I took out the black ball, and with a thought, it turned into a desert eagle!

After raising his arm and looking at a few people...

collapse!

collapse!

collapse!

...

"what!"

"I wipe!"

"Oh, it still hurts!"

Seven gunshots were fired, and seven of Tang San's people were shot, causing them to scream in agony for a while.

Then the wings on Emperor Zhao's back began to emit white light, and bursts of milky white mist began to disperse in all directions, and soon they arrived in front of Tang San and the others.

Feeling the warmth once again like entering a mother's arms, everyone stopped screaming, followed by sounds of comfort.

"Ah~ so comfortable~"

"Yes."

……

One meter in the air, Emperor Zhao looked at Ning Rongrong and said:

"You may not know that my white ball represents life. What is life? The comprehensive increase, speed and power you mentioned are all based on having life."

"My white ball can not only restore life, but also..."

Emperor Zhao raised his head slightly, instead of lowering his head to look at Ning Rongrong, he looked down and said:

"What your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower can increase, my white ball can do the same, and it's stronger! Not only am I an auxiliary soul master, I can also attack on a large scale!"

"Now..." Emperor Zhao asked frivolously:

"Compared with you, who do you think is more useful on the battlefield?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Emperor Zhao who was glowing from behind and bursts of white mist floated out. He felt that the other party was like an angel now. The angel from the sky was just an angel who came to attack him.

He was left speechless and stayed there in a daze, his eyes quickly turning red.

Emperor Zhao felt that it was almost done, and looked at Tang San and the others. They didn't use much soul power just now, they just wanted to bring a visual effect to Ning Rongrong.

Now he has recovered and has strengthened his physique.

Putting away the white ball-changing wings, Emperor Zhao slowly landed in front of Ning Rongrong. Looking at her red eyes, her delicate little face looked very distressed at this moment.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears that had just flowed from the corners of her eyes, and then gently held her in his arms.

Ning Rongrong did not refuse, nor could she refuse in her heart. Emperor Zhao whispered in her ear:

"It's okay, don't cry~Be good~"