Douluo Continent: So What If I Reincarnate as Ning Rongrong?

Chapter 413 You want to test the sharpness of my sword?

The flames lasted for several minutes before gradually showing signs of weakening.

Suddenly, the vortex of flames began to twist and turn irregularly, as if something was struggling inside.

Golden light tore through the sea of ​​fire and burst forth from the vortex of flames.

Dressed in angelic attire, Qian Renxue reappeared, flapping her wings and returning to her position on the field.

"Huff—" Qian Renxue gasped for breath, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Her skill was so exceptional that she could even cleverly reflect back divine techniques imbued with the power of faith, making them simpler to execute than her own.

It's simply unbelievable.

"Should we continue?"

Ning Rongrong asked, having reached the pinnacle, she was no longer inferior to Qian Renxue.

Ning Rongrong's simulated angelic holy sword had already vanished in the face of the previous attack.

However, even without weapons, she is not afraid now.

We've finally made it through.

As long as the divine realm doesn't intervene, she dares to pluck the whiskers of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

The Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda slowly landed in Ning Rongrong's palm.

The color of the spirit ring doesn't seem to have changed much.

Black, black, black, black, black, gold, red.

Because the blood-red color of the eighth spirit ring was so vivid, even the surrounding audience would hardly notice the subtle change in Ning Rong's six black spirit rings unless they looked closely.

The age limit of all black spirit rings has been increased to 99999 years.

"The competition isn't over yet. This is the only Soul Master Tournament I've ever participated in, and I don't want to leave any regrets," Qian Renxue said firmly.

"Third Soul Skill - Angel's Blessing".

A soft, angelic glow shone down.

Qian Renxue's injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing Qian Renxue recover quickly, Ning Rongrong said, "You've been the one attacking the whole time, so let me take over this time."

"Um?"

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment.

Before he could react, Ning Rongrong's golden pupils began to rotate, and the azure aura on the clock behind her dissipated, leaving only the golden clock, which was exactly the same as Ning Rongrong's left eye.

Sensing the oppressive atmosphere, Qian Renxue had to become vigilant.

Just then, spacetime portals opened up in the area near Ning Rong.

Ning Rongrong emerged from within, wielding either a long spear or an angelic holy sword.

That's right, it's Ning Rongrong. Although there are some differences in hairstyle compared to the real Ning Rongrong, the overall shape is exactly like Ning Rongrong.

"What kind of skill is this?"

Qian Renxue frowned as she looked at the hundreds of Ning Rongrongs surrounding her.

Even Qian Renxue, who had seen many storms, broke out in a cold sweat.

Looking into the eyes of these Ning Rongrongs, I felt like I was being stared at by wild beasts.

Even when she was still Xue Qinghe, Ning Rongrong always gave people the impression of being weak and timid.

"Go! Attack!" Ning Rongrong's voice rang out, and all the clones began their attack.

Both Ning Rong with the pistol and Ning Rongrong with the Angelic Holy Sword launched attacks on Qian Renxue from all directions.

Qian Renxue dared not be careless. She didn't know the strength of Ning Rongrong's group, but being ganged up on would definitely be bad.

Qian Renxue opened her angel wings and flew swiftly.

Move up, down, left, and right to dodge the dense bullets and the relentless attacks from Ning Rongrong's clone wielding the Angelic Sword.

Gradually, Qian Renxue grasped the pattern.

These clones were all quite powerful, but there was still a significant gap between them and the original body. Qian Renxue seized the opportunity.

The six-winged angel martial spirit burst forth with intense light in an instant.

"The eighth soul skill—angel's virtual image."

As a 100,000-year spirit ring, it usually has two skills, and Qian Renxue's eighth spirit ring, besides being close to 190,000 years old, is also the most suitable spirit ring for her.

Compared to the other skill, Angelic Judgment, Angelic Illusion is a large-scale area-of-effect attack.

Qian Renxue flew high into the sky, her six-winged angel martial spirit radiating dazzling light.

Countless feathers transformed into golden flying blades, scattering from the sky like falling petals.

While resisting the attacks of Ning Rongrong's clone, the dense frequency of attacks destroyed Ning Rongrong's clone.

A few minutes later, Qian Renxue landed again not far from Ning Rongrong.

"Seventh Soul Skill - Angelic True Form"

With the blessing of the 100,000-year-old Soul Bone Set, Qian Renxue's Angelic True Form was like the descent of an angel god.

The aura of holiness created a sense of inviolability throughout the entire Spirit City.

"Ning Rongrong, this is my final blow. If you can't withstand it, just admit defeat!"

"Oh! Interesting." Ning Rongrong seemed not to have heard Qian Renxue's warning, and her eyes flickered slightly.

Ning Rongrong clenched her fist slightly. A longsword, similar in style to the Angelic Holy Sword but pale blue, appeared in her hand.

"Is this what they call the power of God?"

The ultimate level achieved through shortcuts!

Just like Tang San before, only compared to Tang San's situation, Qian Renxue's power is stronger and more terrifying.

"Alright, I'll test my power too." Ning Rongrong smiled knowingly. "The ultimate... is something that a mere Soul Master can't compare to."

A slight chill seeped from every pore of Ning Rongrong's body.

This power originally belonged to the Ice Dragon King, but now this icy chill has been completely transformed into his own strength.

Eighth Soul Skill - Angelic Judgment

"Sword Technique - One Sword, Frosty Cold Across Nineteen Provinces"

Almost the instant Qian Renxue's voice fell, Ning Rongrong's voice rang out.

The temperature in the entire stadium suddenly dropped by seven or eight degrees.

Extreme cold and extreme heat permeated the entire Giant Sword Mountain at this moment.

The constant clash between cold and heat.

The phantom angel wielded its weapon and slashed down fiercely.

The light shone brightly, like a roaring torrent, radiating boundless power.

Compared to the bold and unrestrained nature of Qian Renxue's eighth soul skill, Ning Rongrong's side appeared much quieter and more subtle.

A single, chilling sword aura, a hundred meters long, slashed towards the sky.

Everything in its path was frozen solid.

Even the flames of a six-winged angel, imbued with a divine aura, solidified into a solid mass in an instant.

It crashed onto the stage with a whooshing sound.

Even a soul skill with a lifespan of 100,000 years cannot stop the erosion of the cold.

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The angelic phantom, hundreds of meters tall, was cut in half by Lan Yan's icy power.

The flames, frozen into ice, fell to the ground one after another.

"puff--"

Qian Renxue spat out a mouthful of blood.

His spirits waned, and with the faint outline of his six-winged angelic spirit, he slowly plummeted onto the arena.

After landing on the arena, Qian Renxue stood up unsteadily, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School won!"

Just then, the titled Douluos from the Spirit Hall and the Hall of Worship gathered near the arena. They seemed poised to charge into battle at the slightest provocation.

"What, is the Spirit Hall a sore loser?"

Ning Rongrong raised her hand, and the Angelic Holy Sword, which Qian Renxue was holding tightly, flew out of her hand and landed in Ning Rongrong's hand.

Ning Rongrong coldly said as she gently produced a sword flower.

"Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall, do you perhaps wish to test the sharpness of the Angelic Holy Sword in my hand?"

Not long after the words were spoken, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi also landed on the arena.

The three displayed their respective spirit rings and levels.

Two level 98 Title Douluos, plus Ning Fengzhi, a level 89 Soul Douluo, and Ning Rongrong, who is suspected to have the combat power of a Title Douluo.

Especially Ning Fengzhi, if he's similar to Ning Rongrong, an old hand, capable of both fighting and support, and with his shirt torn open, revealing his eight-pack abs.

Is this guy even capable of fighting?

How many Title Douluos would the Spirit Hall need to fill to wipe out the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?

For a moment, the two sides were locked in a delicate standoff, but neither side made the first move.

(End of this chapter)