Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Ning Rongrong unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out the light green ointment, dipped her fingertip in it, and gently applied it to the bruises on Wang Teng's forearm.

The ointment was cool, but Ning Rongrong's fingers were warm.

Wang Teng didn't say anything, but just leaned against the poolside, watching Ning Rongrong lower her head and focus on spreading the ointment little by little.

The wind on the shore was gentle, but Ning Rongrong's soft hands were exceptionally supple.

Wang Teng's eyes were fixed on Ning Rongrong's hair, but his peripheral vision fell on the swimming pool beside him.

At this moment, only two people remain in the pool, persisting in their efforts.

Dai Mubai stood in the center of the pool, his figure growing to over three meters tall after his martial spirit was activated.

His "Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation" made his muscles bulge like iron, and a layer of pale golden light appeared on his body.

Dai Mubai barely needed to dodge; he simply stood there, rampaging through the school of fish, swatting one away with a single palm strike.

"Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Protective Shield!"

A white, circular light shield enveloped Dai Mubai, causing the surrounding fish to stagger and fall.

"Tear--"

His tiger claws slashed across the side of a giant finned carp, leaving a three-fin-wide wound that sprayed blood mist into the water.

"Mu Bai!"

Zhao Wuji's voice boomed from the shore, saying, "You can injure the giant finned black carp that the dean went to great lengths to bring back, but don't kill it!"

Dai Mubai clicked his tongue impatiently.

He retracted his claws and began to strike with his palms.

Dai Mubai's palm strike was still fierce. With one strike, the fish was knocked out of the water, spun twice in the air, and then fell back into the water with a splash.

On the other side, Tang San was still holding on in the water.

Tang San was seen clinging to a corner on the southeast side of the pool wall.

His posture was effortless: his legs were spread apart and placed on the pool walls on both sides, his body was half-floating, and his hands were hanging down on the water.

Every time a fish rushed over, Tang San would raise his hand and gently brush it away, as if brushing off a fallen leaf.

"Mysterious Jade Hand!"

Tang San's arms gleamed with a warm, white light in the water; it wasn't dazzling, but it was very hard and stable.

After watching for a while, Wang Teng couldn't help but feel envious.

"Tang San's technique... is fucking effective."

Then, Wang Teng lowered his head and pressed down on Ning Rongrong's hand, which was still applying medicine.

"Rongrong".

Ning Rongrong looked up.

"No need to apply it," Wang Teng said. "I've had enough rest."

Wang Teng stood up and stretched his shoulders.

At this moment, the bruises on his body were still visible.

However, the pain above is no longer as sharp.

Wang Teng took two steps toward the edge of the pool.

Then he jumped.

"thump--"

Water splashed onto the shore.

Ning Rongrong held the medicine bottle and watched Wang Teng swim back to the school of fish.

On the shore, Oscar was panting, leaning on his knees, soaked to the bone, with seven or eight red welts on his shoulders.

Ma Hongjun lay sprawled at his feet, belly up, like a stranded whale.

"Fatty, you're not dead, are you?"

"almost……"

Zhu Zhuqing sat quietly by the pool, rubbing her wrist with her eyes downcast.

She didn't have many scars, but each one was long and thin, marks left by fish fins.

Chapter 146 Acquiring Whale Glue

Xiao Wu squatted down next to Zhu Zhuqing, chattering away. Xiao Wu's injuries weren't too serious; she had far fewer scars than Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhao Wuji remained standing in the same spot, arms crossed, his expression unreadable, neither satisfied nor bored.

In the pool, Dai Mubai was still patting the fish, Tang San was still poking at the fish, and Wang Teng had just entered the water when a fish rammed solidly into his chest.

He grunted, but instead of backing down, he pushed it away with his other hand.

The sun slowly slid westward from its zenith.

The pool water was dyed golden red.

An afternoon passed without any unexpected events.

No other spirit beasts swam in from the canal, and no one was dragged to the bottom by the fish.

Zhao Wuji didn't even make a move from beginning to end.

He just stood there, occasionally shouting, "Don't hit the dead fish!"

When it was time to pack up in the evening, everyone sat in a row on the shore, too tired to talk.

Ning Rongrong handed the medicine bottle to Oscar (because the consumption was too great, no sausages were made), Oscar then handed it to Ma Hongjun, who took it but couldn't lift his arm, and the medicine bottle rolled to the ground.

Wang Teng bent down and picked it up.

He unscrewed the cap and poured some onto his arm.

In the distance, the giant finned carp in the pond was still swimming, its scales shimmering like scattered gold in the twilight.

The water gradually calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

Their training will continue tomorrow.

Night fell quickly; it seemed like only a blink of an eye before darkness descended.

Just like last night, Wang Teng arranged to cultivate together with Ning Rongrong in the bamboo forest behind the mountain.

This place is quite secluded, surrounded by bamboo, with a large rock in the middle that can seat two people.

The moonlight is exceptionally bright tonight, shining brightly on the ground. The large rock is especially illuminated, giving it a white glow, which looks quite impressive.

Ning Rongrong sat in Wang Teng's lap, her body smelling sweet and soft, and Wang Teng didn't want to let go.

As time went on, Wang Teng's hands started to get a little restless.

Ning Rongrong blushed, swatted his hand away, and muttered softly, "Don't move around. Didn't you say you were going to cultivate properly?"

"It won't delay anything."

Wang Teng smiled and hugged Ning Rongrong even tighter.

Ning Rongrong snorted, playing with Wang Teng's fingers, and said with a hint of worry in her voice, "If you don't cultivate properly, be careful that my dad and the others won't look down on you in the future."

"You don't know, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is very strict in choosing sons-in-law, really."

"Alright, alright, I'll start cultivating right away."

After Wang Teng finished speaking, he released his hand and prepared to enter a meditative state.

Ning Rongrong got up from his arms and sat cross-legged opposite him.

Wang Teng had only closed his eyes for a short while when he suddenly opened them again and asked, "By the way, Rongrong, I want to ask you for a favor."

"What kind of help?"

Ning Rongrong opened her eyes, looked at him, and asked.

Wang Teng coughed, his expression a little unnatural, and said, "Um... I'd like to ask you to help me buy some whale glue, the older the better."

"Whale glue?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened and her gaze subconsciously swept downwards.

"Isn't that something for adding to the fun? What do you need it for?"

Wang Teng quickly waved his hand and explained, "It's not for me, it's for my older brother Wang Sheng."

“My older brother has been in poor health since childhood, and I want to buy some whale gelatin to help him improve his health.”

Wang Teng silently said to himself: "Brother, I'm sorry, you can take the blame for me for now."

And Rongrong, I can't tell you the real use of whale glue yet. I'll definitely tell you once we're on good terms. Maybe this stuff can help your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School then.

"How about it, Rongrong? Can you help me with this?"

Wang Teng stared at Ning Rongrong expectantly, waiting for her answer.

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment, nodded, and agreed, "I can help, but how much do you want?"

"The more the better, and the older the better, preferably over 10,000 years old."

Wang Teng quickly replied.

“Whale glue that’s over ten thousand years old isn’t cheap.” Ning Rongrong frowned and asked, “Do you have that much money?”

"Our relationship isn't official yet, so I can't use the sect's money to help you."

"Besides, I snuck out this time, and I didn't bring much with me."

Wang Teng smiled and explained, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who spends my girlfriend's money."

"Who's your girlfriend?"

Ning Rongrong blushed, pouted, and said, "We haven't officially confirmed our relationship yet, so don't call me that."

"Okay, okay, I won't call it."