Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 117 Be Shang An’s pet?

"I can ask Shang An for you about this."

Ye Lingling hesitated for a moment and said.

These footwork and boxing techniques were taught by Shang An. Although he said that these were just the basics, Ye Lingling and the others could tell the preciousness of these things from their increasingly improved physical fitness. They would not pass them on to others without Shang An's permission.

"Well, thank you, Sister Lingling."

Ning Rongrong smiled and nodded, not dwelling on the matter any more.

Next, Ning Rongrong chatted with Ye Lingling and Xiao Wu about the daily life between girls, and the little witch Ning Rongrong quickly integrated into the team.

"Let me see who's here."

A clear and hearty voice came from outside the courtyard, followed by a slender figure wearing a mask stepping into the mansion.

"Shang An, you're back."

The girls who were training stopped and greeted Shang An with a smile.

"It's you, Shang An." Ning Rongrong widened her eyes, because Shang An was either studying in the small world or practicing on weekdays. So although Ning Rongrong had come to this mansion occasionally and knew that Shang An had a relationship with Ye Lingling and the others, she really didn't know that Shang An also lived here. She just thought this was the residence of Ye Lingling and the others.

"It's Rongrong, long time no see." Shang An curled up his lips into a smile under his mask.

"Is this your home?" Ning Rongrong asked Shang An in surprise. This masked guy actually lives with five beautiful girls at home.

"Yes, Rongrong, why are you here?" Shang An asked knowingly.

"Sister Lingling asked me to join the team." Ning Rongrong curled her lips and said. For some reason, she felt like she had entered a den of wolves.

"Oh, really? Then Rongrong, welcome to join us." Shang An acted as if he was surprised.

"Are you also from this team?" Ning Rongrong raised her eyebrows and asked.

Shang An shook his head and said calmly: "I am considered the team's instructor and leader."

"What? Team leader, you?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Shang An in disbelief. Although she had never seen Shang An's appearance, she could feel that this strange man with excellent temperament was definitely no more than twenty years old.

How strong can she be before she's 20? A Soul Sect? And she's still a teacher to guide them.

Isn't this even more unreliable than that shit Lake?
She looked at Ye Lingling beside her again, wanting to confirm whether Shang An was joking.

"What? Don't I look like a teacher?" Shang An saw Ning Rongrong's reaction and spread his hands.

"No, not at all." Ning Rongrong looked at Shang An and shook her head affirmatively. Although he had a very good temperament, how could there be such a young teacher.

"Rongrong, Shang An is actually very powerful, and his theoretical knowledge of martial arts is also the best in the world." Ye Lingling on the side pulled Ning Rongrong's hand and said.

She knew Shang An's strength, and she often received Shang An's teachings in the mansion. It can be said that the teachers of Tiandou Royal Academy are just a bunch of shit compared to Shang An.

"That's right." Xiao Wu nodded, "Shang An is very strong."

Although she didn't like Shang An's lectures and didn't know what other teachers were like, Shang An was definitely the best.

"Really?" Ning Rongrong still didn't believe it. How strong could he be at such a young age? He could be a Soul King at best. How much theoretical knowledge could he have learned? How could he be the best in the world? How was that possible?

Shang An smiled lightly without further explanation. The seven soul rings behind him, two purple and five black, lit up, and the pressure of a Soul Saint emanated from him. Immediately, a breath of cold air was sucked into his stomach.

"Soul, Soul Saint." Ning Rongrong opened her mouth wide, "How, how is this possible!"

For the first time, she doubted her eyes. How could there be such a young Soul Saint? Even Haotian Douluo, who was once known as the continent's number one genius, was only a Soul King at the age of 20! Not to mention the configuration of two purple and five black soul rings. Is this something a human can have? It is simply unheard of.

"This is a lie, this is a lie." Ning Rongrong couldn't believe that there was such an outstanding person in the world, but the seemingly tangible aura told her that all this was true.

"Shang An, how old are you now?"

Ning Rongrong stared at Shang An without blinking, as if she wanted to see through his mask.

"Well, I just turned thirteen."

Shang An thought for a moment and said.

"Thirteen?!" Ning Rongrong's tone suddenly became higher. It must be fake. How could it be possible?

It took a long time for Ning Rongrong to recover.

"Shang An, you are a monster."

How could there be a Soul Saint at the age of thirteen? She wanted to question it, but Shang An's tone made her believe it involuntarily. After all, Shang An had no need to lie to her, and she instinctively believed what Shang An said.

If someone had told her in the past that someone could become a Soul Saint at the age of thirteen, she would have thought it was a joke. But when this joke actually appeared before her eyes, it was so unbelievable.

Ning Rongrong walked forward, pinched Shang An's arm hard, and tried to lift up Shang An's shirt, which frightened Shang An so much that he quickly took a step back. Ye Lingling hurried forward and pulled the little bitch back, "Rongrong, what are you doing!"

Ning Rongrong then realized that her behavior was a little inappropriate, and said with a slightly red face: "I just want to see what Shang An is made of, and why there is such a big difference between people."

She was the top talent of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, with an innate ninth-level soul power, and she was also thirteen years old, but she was only a Soul Master, while Shang An was already a Soul Saint. Were they really the same species? Or was she really just a waste?

Ning Rongrong began to waver in her talent.

"Don't think too much. You can't look at Shang An with normal eyes."

Ye Lingling patted Ning Rongrong's shoulder. She was afraid that her little sister would be hurt. Why did she have to compare with Shang An when she could not compare with anyone else? Shang An's talent was enough to make the so-called genius despair.

But the little witch was not so fragile. She quickly recovered from her shock and looked at Shang An with a fiery face.

"Shang An, how did you cultivate so fast? Can you teach me?"

She fantasized about obtaining Shang An's true teachings, becoming a Soul Saint, returning to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and overpowering her father Ning Fengzhi. She was inexplicably secretly pleased by the shocked expressions of Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Gu.

"My cultivation method is only passed on to the insiders and not to outsiders."

Shang An picked up a chair, took a cup of tea and sat in front of the training ground to watch the beauties training. It was really a unique experience.

"Only pass it on to insiders and not outsiders? What does that mean?" Ning Rongrong hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Shang An smiled but did not answer. Xiao Wu walked forward, leaned close to Ning Rongrong's ear and whispered.

"If you become Shang An's pet, he will pass it on to you."

"Cough cough."

Shang An almost coughed out the tea in his mouth. This Xiao Wu was too outspoken. What he said were all lewd words. Is he that kind of person?
"Pet?" Ning Rongrong exclaimed, and her eyes changed instantly when she looked at Shang An. Such a charming person turned out to be a "pervert!"

"Xiao Wu is talking nonsense." Ye Lingling immediately stepped forward to pull Xiao Wu back. She wanted to protect Shang An's reputation. "Actually, Shang An is a very good person. He meant that this method should only be passed on to his family."

"Lululu." Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue. She did it on purpose.

"Huh." Ning Rongrong finally breathed a sigh of relief. If Shang An was really a pervert, she would have to consider finding an opportunity to escape.

But as for family, apart from blood relationship, it seems that there is only... Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong blushed, and then shook her head. There was already a shadow of a person in her heart. Although the two of them were still just friends, she should not change her heart like this.

After stopping talking about this topic, Ning Rongrong started chatting with Ye Lingling again.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look at Shang An and asked curiously:

"Shang An, why are you wearing a mask in your own mansion?"

"Because you're here." Shang An said without hesitation. He put on the mask just because Ning Rongrong came, that's the reason.

"What do you mean, I'm in your way, so what?" Ning Rongrong was choked by Shang An and became a little angry. What do you mean I have to wear a mask just because she's here? Isn't this treating her as an outsider? Although she really seems to be an outsider.

Shang An glanced at her indifferently and continued drinking tea.

"Humph, I don't want to see it." Ning Rongrong hugged her arms and jumped up and down. But her heart felt like it was scratched by a cat, itching, and she couldn't help wanting to see Shang An's face hidden under the mask.

In fact, she had been curious about Shang An's true appearance since their meeting in front of Shrek Academy.

Why does he wear a mask? Is it because he is too ugly? Yes, that must be the case! Although his mouth is very beautiful and his temperament is very good, his face is actually very ugly, otherwise why would he not dare to show her his face. Ning Rongrong was thinking wildly in her heart, but she became more and more curious about Shang An's face under the mask.

"Lingling, what does Shang An look like? Does he have a bald face? Is he so ugly that he wears a mask?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingling looked at Shang An and chuckled. She never expected that even a man as handsome as a god like him would one day be considered ugly.

"Rongrong, if you want to know, just go ask him yourself."

Ning Rongrong had no choice but to look at Xiao Wu, but Xiao Wu stared at her with her cute big eyes and refused to say anything.

After a long while, Ning Rongrong finally couldn't help but move closer to Shang An.

"Show me, you know what I look like, but I don't know what you look like, it's not fair."

Shang An raised his lips, "Are you sure? You have to be responsible if you look at my face."

"Tsk, just take responsibility. Don't worry, I won't think you're ugly."

Ning Rongrong patted her chest and said in a rather tough tone.

"OK then."

Seeing that Ning Rongrong said this, Shang An naturally chose to reach out and take off the mask.

(End of this chapter)