Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Inside Ning Tian's luxurious courtyard.

Ning Wuque utterly despised this kind of behavior of sacrificing strength for appearance. It was absolutely not because he didn't want to waste money on such things, nor did he have enough talent to support him in doing so. Absolutely not!

According to Ning Wuque's original estimate, Wu Feng's body should have been able to withstand the soul ring of the Thousand-Year Dragon when she reached level 20, but she has been holding back for several months before finally reaching the standard.

That's right, Wu Feng had already reached level 20 when he was a few months over ten years old. Even though he was playful, his level 8 innate soul power was still quite powerful.

In addition, Ning Wuque has been giving this little red dragon intense training over the past year, so it's only natural that she broke through to level 20.

Only because it was the second ring of the millennium, and a high-quality dragon soul ring at that, she had to temporarily give up absorbing soul rings and endured it for several months before her physical condition reached the "stable" standard.

"Alright, put on the forging equipment first. Have you decided on a target for your spirit rings? Are you going alone with your family?"

After stretching his body a bit, Ning Wuque took out a compressed meatball to recover his strength, then casually drank some water and swallowed it.

He was already used to this efficient way of eating.

Across from them, Wu Feng nodded silently, then took a few steps to an open space not far from the two of them, picked up one forced forging device after another, and began to put them on.

Unlike Ning Wuque's forging equipment, Wu Feng's father was much richer than Zhang Can. In order to give his daughter a brighter future, her forging equipment was not only a complete set of level seven soul tools, but also divided into a full twelve parts!

Forearm, arm, upper torso, waist, thigh, calf, ankle.

Wearing it is quite troublesome, but it allows Wu Feng to maintain a perfect figure after training.

As she put on the forging equipment, she said:

"My dad chose my target half a year ago, which is the Deviljho, the sub-dragon that you mentioned before."

"I was pretty lucky. With the sect's help, I successfully found a Deviljho that had just entered its thousand-year lifespan. Its location is in the Yalong Mountains of the Star Dou Great Forest."

Perhaps it's because Ning Wuque's training these days has been effective, or perhaps it's because the relentless training has prevented him from thinking too much.

Wu Feng's tone was no longer as impulsive as it had been when they were children. Provided that Ning Wuque did not take the initiative to tease her, she would occasionally bicker with Ning Tian, ​​but her tone was generally very calm when she was alone with Ning Wuque.

When you train consistently and persistently do something, it can really change a person a lot.

It teaches people patience and helps them overcome impatience.

"My father originally wanted to capture that guy for me, but I refused and just told him to throw it into the sect's Soul Hunting Forest."

His words abruptly stopped, as if Wu Feng had more to say but hadn't yet.

With her back turned, Ning Wuque couldn't see the expression on her face, but he had gotten to know Wu Feng's personality after spending time with her these past few days.

She's a shy girl at home, and in short, she's both inexperienced and loves to have fun. When she encounters something that makes her embarrassed, she becomes like a silly goose, completely at a loss. But at the same time, she'll listen to anyone she likes or approves of.

Then Ning Wuque spoke:

"What, planning to challenge your limits and go head-to-head with that kind of guy? Listen to me, if you can last three minutes against the Millennium Dragon Overlord, I'll be impressed."

The implication is that you are no match for me, so hurry up and ask your "master" for help!

Since she had used his customized training method, she was considered to have become his disciple. Even though Wu Feng refused to admit it, Ning Wuque would sometimes joke in front of her, "I am your master."

Turning around, Wu Feng had already put on all the body armor, with the upper body armor covering her sports top perfectly.

She wore a pair of hot black and red leather shorts, showing off her long, slender legs with two pairs of leg rings, one large and one small.

She looked like a hot girl, but unfortunately Ning Wuque's moral standards were a bit too high, and he didn't have any feelings for her whatsoever.

Please, this child is only eleven years old, he can't be promoted yet!

"I'll have Ning Tian help me then, as for you..."

Wu Feng looked Ning Wuque up and down, then said with feigned disdain:

"Just watch my performance from the sidelines, who needs your help? Humph~"

"That arrogant jerk."

"Who are you calling arrogant!"

"Whoever provoked me, I'll criticize them."

Ning Wuque laughed and bickered with Wu Feng. This was an indispensable form of entertainment for him during his daily training breaks. He found it super funny to see the little red dragon turn red from his teasing.

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Feng heard Ning Wuque say the word "stress," he immediately gritted his teeth and puffed out his cheeks—his face turned red!

"Wuque, and Fengmei, have you finished your training?"

"Ning Tian!"

"Ning Tian".

In the distance, Ning Tian slowly walked in from the gate. She was wearing a simple blue and white dress and waved to the two of them.

She had just returned from school and saw Wu Feng Hongwen's face in the distance as soon as she got home. Ning Wuque must be teasing her again.

"Ning Tian, ​​I'm planning to go to the Soul Hunting Forest in a couple of days. Can you come with me?

As she jogged along, Wu Feng, a tall woman of 1.7 meters, clung to Ning Tian's left arm and rubbed against her like a little bird seeking shelter. The young woman, now in her early twenties, had reached a respectable height of 1.6 meters.

Feeling the softness against her arm, Ning Tian glanced down at her barren groin. Though a slight sense of inferiority welled up inside her, she still smiled and said:

"Of course, Fengmei! By the way, Wuque, do you want to come along?"

After agreeing to Wu Feng's request, she turned around and extended an invitation to Ning Wuque.

She knew Wu Feng too well. If she wanted to bring Ning Wuque into the team, she had to be the one to ask. Otherwise, Wu Feng would never say such a thing. She would only use hints to express her attitude.

Yes, or no.

"Hmm, that just so happens that I need a punching partner to help me break through level 20."

"You're about to break through level 20? Congratulations!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Tian congratulated Ning Wuque with a beaming smile, as he had taken another big step closer to his dream!

On the other side, Ning Wuque also smiled.

If it weren't for Ning Tian's support, he wouldn't have been able to reach level 20 so quickly; it would have taken him at least until he was around twelve years old, since his innate aptitude was simply too low.

"By the way, Ning Tian, ​​when did you break through to level 30?"

Ning Wuque suddenly asked.

On the other end, although Ning Tian was a little puzzled as to why Ning Wuque would care about this, she still replied directly:

"About six months. I'm already level 29, and I'm confident I can break through the level 30 bottleneck in six months at most. So, do you want to help me plan how to acquire my third spirit ring?"

"I see. If you'd like, you can give it to me. I do have some ideas about it."