Douluo: Nine Transformations of the Gu

Chapter 42: Scolding Ning Rongrong

"Xiao Feng must have known from getting along with Rongrong these days that I have spoiled her a little too much, and that she has become too willful and reckless.

Could you please help your uncle to help her grow up? You are of the same age and can most touch people's hearts."

Listening to Ning Fengzhi's sincere words, Shen Yifeng understood that this was indeed Ning Rongrong's biggest shortcoming. If she didn't change, she would probably lead the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect into the abyss in the future.

It is also because of this that Ning Rongrong will go to Shrek Academy in the future and let others teach her.

My family really can't bear to do this.

"Uncle... this..."

Shen Yifeng didn't want to get involved in such things, but he knew how much Jian and Bone Douluo loved Ning Rongrong. If he asked him to educate Ning Rongrong, he would rather kill him with a single sword.

Ning Fengzhi saw the dilemma in Shen Yifeng's heart, "Don't worry, Xiaofeng, Uncle Jian and I have already discussed this matter, and no one will come to trouble you because of this matter.

And if you can help your uncle change Rongrong's character, your uncle will not let your work be in vain. I guess that stick of yours is not as convenient to use as it was before.

I will find the best blacksmith in the world to help you reforge this stick so that it can keep up with your pace."

It has to be said that Ning Fengzhi is very good at negotiation. There was not a single unnecessary word, and every word he said touched Shen Yifeng's heart. Not only did he dispel his doubts, but he also offered conditions that moved him.

The Meteorite Stick was a stick that Liu Erlong asked someone to make for him. However, at that time, he was just a great soul master, and his strength was not comparable to what it is now.

It was enough then, but now it is a little uncomfortable and light.

"Then... I'll give it a try."

……

Shen Yifeng didn't have many ideas when he took on this difficult problem.

But Ning Rongrong soon found an opportunity and idea for him.

"Shen Yifeng, let's go participate in the fighting spirit competition again. I have practiced hard this time and will definitely not assist the wrong person again."

Ning Rongrong spoke in a good tone with a smile on her face.

Shen Yifeng remained silent and practiced his stick techniques silently.

Although Chen Xin did not teach the power directly, he intuitively released his own power for him to observe, resist, and even confront.

It also allowed him to take the second step successfully, and the power of the stick became even stronger.

Ning Rongrong was still chattering in her ear.

It's really annoying to have someone chattering next to you when you're doing something.

In the end, Ning Rongrong's expression and complexion underwent a shocking reversal.

From the pleasant expression at the beginning to the sullen face later, he finally showed another side of himself.

"Hey, did you hear me?"

Shen Yifeng turned his gaze towards her and said, "When others don't want to pay attention to you, can you please have some tact and walk away?

Don’t you find it annoying?”

Now that he had Ning Fengzhi's authorization, Shen Yifeng no longer needed to endure her spoiled daughter's temper, which could even be considered a bad temper.

Ning Rongrong stood there in a daze, her pupils full of disbelief.

How dare he?
How dare he?

"You dare to yell at me, who do you think you are?" Ning Rongrong finally revealed her true self, "You are just a little soul master, even if you are gifted, so what."

Shen Yifeng was extremely indifferent, "I am indeed just a Soul Master, so what.

At least he is much stronger than a loser like you. If it weren't for the protection of his parents, you, a weak auxiliary soul master, would have betrayed your comrades in the battle.

I'm afraid that in the soul master world, there is no soul master willing to stand in front of you and accept your assistance.

I didn’t know when I was stabbed in the back.”

Ning Rongrong's pupils dilated and she stared at him blankly, "You...how did you know?" The most secret in her heart was revealed, and her face turned pale, like a little girl who had done something bad and was discovered, at a loss as to what to do.

Shen Yifeng chuckled and looked at Ning Rongrong as if she were a fool, "You don't really think you are doing this in secret.

In that one game alone, you were probably the only one present who felt that you had deceived everyone.

But in that one match, you brought disgrace upon the reputation of your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Any soul master present here can tell that you did it on purpose."

Every word Shen Yifeng spoke was like a sword piercing into Ning Rongrong's heart.

She took a few steps back, her limbs felt cold, and her body was trembling slightly.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were hiding not far away.

“Feng Zhi, just let this kid talk about Rongrong like this, even though Rongrong did go too far before.

You shouldn't say that about her."

At this moment, Chen Xin is just an elder who dotes on his children. No matter right or wrong, he only cares about his own children.

He is a Titled Douluo. If you want to argue with him about right and wrong, you should first ask the sword in his hand.

"Uncle Jian, Shen Yifeng is right, Rongrong has been spoiled too much by us over the years.

His talent can be said to be the strongest in the history of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and he is about to reach the 20th level of Great Soul Master before he is ten years old.

We have to consider her future.

You have seen what happened before. If the trend continues like this, Rongrong can find very good comrades even with our influence.

But what if we are gone?
Who can stand Rongrong? By then, she will be just an auxiliary spirit master. How can she gain a foothold in this world? "

Parents have long-term plans.

Ning Fengzhi is extremely intelligent, but he still has to consider his daughter and the future of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

After hearing this, Chen Xin said nothing more.

Feng Zhi was right. They would grow old one day after all. At least they had to find a safe haven for her before that.

Shen Yifeng did not stop, "If it weren't for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Sect Master Ning, and Senior Sword Douluo, would I take you to fight the soul?

Without these people, who would care about you? Who would hold you in their hands and let you tease them? "

Ning Rongrong didn't speak for a long time. Her beautiful big eyes had lost their luster, and she kept thinking about what Shen Yifeng had just said.

Unable to bear the pressure in his heart, he burst into tears and turned around and ran towards the room.

Shen Yifeng glanced at the back of the house. When he was talking excitedly just now, he felt a faint fluctuation of sword energy. He was really afraid that it would be chopped down while he was talking.

But in the end, he didn't do it.

Shen Yifeng was quite satisfied with his eloquence. He didn't care about what happened next and left here and returned to his room to cultivate his soul power.

The speed of cultivation is getting slower and slower.

After all, the levels were too far apart, even Yu Tianheng, who was closest to him, was still some distance away.

The training after level 30 is far beyond the reach of a great soul master.

For several days in a row, Shen Yifeng was not harassed by Ning Rongrong and lived a peaceful life.

Even practicing became more enjoyable.

However, I still haven't figured out how to exercise my internal organs.

That kind of attack that directly hits the internal organs is rare, but it is absolutely impossible that Mi Youyuan is the only one who possesses such ability.

(End of this chapter)