Douluo: Blue Lightning Dominates the World, Fist Douluo

Chapter 112 Ning Rongrong Begins to Sell Her Father

Not long after Ning Fengzhi stepped into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he encountered his second setback.

In the training ground directly in front of the main hall, fourteen young and beautiful boys and girls, all under twenty years old, were divided into two teams to fight head-on.

The three colors of the soul rings—yellow, purple, and black—shimmered and shone brightly, dazzling the eyes.

black?
Ning Fengzhi's body suddenly stiffened, and he rubbed his eyes involuntarily.

One, two, three, four, five.

There are five, really five.

They had youthful appearances and were still quite naive, yet they possessed five spirit rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black.

Although Ning Rongrong had already told her that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had a Soul King who was less than twenty years old.

But seeing it with his own eyes still shocked him immensely.

Even the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo beside him couldn't help but take a second look.

Two five-ring Soul Kings who were no more than twenty years old, four four-ring Soul Masters, seven three-ring Soul Venerables, and one two-ring Great Soul Master.

There were fourteen people in total, the oldest being only eighteen or nineteen years old, and the youngest only eleven or twelve.

However, their strength far surpasses that of their peers in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

There's no need to compare it in your mind, because the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan has already made it public.

For no other reason than that the only two-ring Grand Soul Master was none other than Ning Rongrong.

Ning Fengzhi felt humiliated and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

People say that the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex has reached a point where talent is dwindling and there is a lack of successors.

But now?
The newly bestowed titles were still leading the way for them, and the younger generation was sprouting up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Is this what they call a period of transition or food shortage?

If this situation continues with a lack of successors, then their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will likely be in decline.

With a wry smile and a shake of his head, Ning Fengzhi's spirits suffered a tremendous blow.

The Spirit Hall has its Golden Generation, and so does the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

In this era of outstanding talents, where is the golden generation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
Even Ning Rongrong, the most talented disciple in their sect, is no match for an ordinary disciple of that sect.

Isn't this like a mouse stepping on an electrical wire and losing a ton of mahjong?

Yu Luomian led the way, and sensing the change in the aura of Ning Fengzhi and the other two, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

Sure enough, as you get older, you feel more accomplished when you compare your children with those of others.

"Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, you've finally arrived."

Just then, Ning Rongrong's sweet voice suddenly rang out, and she broke away from the battle and ran happily towards Ning Fengzhi and the other two.

Having just suffered a setback, and now having his thoughts interrupted by his own daughter, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel irritated.

Without thinking much, he frowned slightly and his face darkened as he saw Ning Rongrong running towards him.

"Rongrong, what's wrong with you? As a guest, what kind of behavior is this, shouting like this?"

"Is this how I usually teach you?"

The unexpected yet reasonable reprimand made Ning Rongrong pause, her lips pursed, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo softened their hearts and glared fiercely at Ning Fengzhi.

"Fengzhi, Rongrong is still young. What are you doing? Can't you go back and talk about it?"

"Fengzhi, you've gone too far. Rongrong is still young, what does she know?"

Two titled Douluo simultaneously transmitted their voices to Ning Rongrong from the left and right, and then squatted down and opened their arms to greet her.

"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, Daddy doesn't like Rongrong anymore..."

In an instant, Ning Rongrong threw herself into the arms of the two Title Douluos and burst into tears.

Her pitiful and delicate appearance immediately tugged at the hearts of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, who quickly offered words of comfort.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo really like Ning Rongrong.

They had no wives or children and were already over ninety years old. Their boring old age was made more interesting by the lively and adorable mischievous Ning Rongrong jumping around in front of them.

In their eyes, Ning Rongrong was already their granddaughter.

Although Ning Rongrong had previously embarrassed herself by cooperating with the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan in this performance.

But she was just a twelve-year-old girl; what did she know?
Besides, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't allow her to be taught those dark things, worried that if she learned too much, it would be difficult for her to get married in the future. Now that she's been tricked, she knows how to complain.

For a moment, both of these titled Douluo harbored a hint of resentment towards Ning Fengzhi.

I always felt that the older Ning Fengzhi got, the stronger his desire for control became. He became too calculating and had lost much of his humanity.

Seeing that the Sword Bone Douluo was completely focused on Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned and felt a pang of annoyance.

In the past, Ning Fengzhi would never have experienced such a dramatic change in emotion, but now, having come this far, he has long since fallen into the trap set by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

By constantly undermining his morale and causing him to act irrationally, we can incite Sword Bone Douluo to harbor resentment towards us, thereby disrupting the tacit understanding between the three of us and giving us a greater advantage in subsequent negotiations.

Yu Tianlin and Yu Yuanzhen never underestimated Ning Fengzhi, who was considered the number one businessman on the mainland.

This elaborate scheme, with its interconnected steps, was the result of a day's discussion between Yu Tianlin and Yu Yuanzhen.

Unexpectedly, the addition of Ning Rongrong further amplified the effect.

Reason, reason, this isn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I can't let my emotions control me...

As expected, in just a few breaths, Ning Fengzhi's eyes regained their clarity, and his expression returned to its previous refined and amiable state.

Yu Luomian sneered inwardly. "Your composure is impressive, but let's see if you can remain so calm once we find out that your daughter is also one of ours."

"The three of you, please come into the hall for a chat. Our sect leader has been waiting for you for quite some time."

Although Ning Fengzhi had figured some things out, Sword Bone Douluo had not.

Yu Luomian didn't give them any time to prepare, and her words of warning caught them off guard once again.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, and Sword Bone Douluo could only look at Ning Rongrong with guilt before slowly standing up.

"Rongrong, be good. Grandpas have things to do. Go play somewhere else first."

Ning Rongrong wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded obediently.

"Then Rongrong won't bother the grandfathers any longer, goodbye."

Without a moment's hesitation, Ning Rongrong turned and left.

That obedient appearance once again brought a pang of sadness to the hearts of Sword Bone Douluo and his companion.

But, they had no choice.

Meeting with Yu Yuanzhen at this moment is more important than comforting Ning Rongrong, the little girl.

Soon, Ning Fengzhi and the other two followed Yu Luomian into the main hall with worried expressions.

Ning Rongrong also jogged all the way to a side hall, where a person was sitting on a table, idly playing with a teacup.

"Brother Tianlin, Father and the others have already entered the main hall."

Ning Rongrong's voice came, and Yu Tianlin slowly raised his head.

"Rongrong, how does it feel to sell your dad?"

Ning Rongrong paused for a moment, then smiled slightly, her eyes crinkling.

"He doesn't care about selling his grandfather's land; besides, he sold mine first."

"An eye for an eye. As long as I can become a Title Douluo, I can get back the future I've lost many times over."

"In his words, this is called investment."

"But he is old, and his era has passed."

"As the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School grew bigger and bigger under my father's control, he also began to become timid and hesitant, and has completely lost his former ambition."

"He is unlikely to achieve great things now."

“I will show him with facts that I, Ning Rongrong, am a more promising investor than him.”

Yu Tianlin was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled, "Starting with messing with your father?"

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and pouted, saying, "Brother Tianlin, what you're saying is really awful. What do you mean by 'betraying our father'? I'm just dividing the family property fairly."

"Since he won't give it to me, I'll just have to take it myself."

Yu Tianlin laughed and said, "Alright, alright, I don't care about your family's affairs, as long as they don't harm my interests."

"Here, this is what I promised you. Take a look."

As he spoke, Yu Tianlin took out a jade box from his storage soul tool and casually tossed it to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong hurriedly reached out her hands to catch it: "Hey, hey, hey, don't break it! This is a treasure I got by tricking my dad..."

(End of this chapter)