In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

Chapter 145 This assistance is not worthy of my use.

“Ning Rongrong, you’re wrong. In this world, the strong rule! On the battlefield, as long as I take care of all my opponents, my teammates will be safe.”

Tang San tried to justify himself.

"But if this were a battlefield, your teammates would be dead by now! And you would be facing an agility-type Soul Master, as well as a control-type attacker. And there would be a support character providing backup."

Ning Rongrong's words were simple: normally speaking, in this situation, death would be certain.

"Hmph, there's no point in saying more."

Tang San's meaning was clear: he was about to make a move.

"Hehe, then you're welcome to give it a try!"

Ning Rongrong smiled faintly, then turned to the two girls beside her and said, "Yanzi, Chenxiang, you can go down now, let me do it myself!"

"This?" Bai Chenxiang hesitated.

This is just an aid! Tang San's aura is so imposing now that she feels threatened.

Is Ning Rongrong really capable?

Bai Chenxiang's worries are the worries of the vast majority of people.

Anyone could see that Tang San, supported by eight spider legs, looked so ferocious and evil.

What can a support Soul Master use to fight? Should they smash the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda like a brick?

This is very unrealistic.

"Chenxiang, you have to believe in Rongrong, she can do it."

Among those present, only Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing truly understood Ning Rongrong's abilities.

Don't be fooled by Ning Rongrong's seemingly mundane routine of eating, sleeping, or constantly clinging to Lin Yan; her strength is improving at an astonishing pace.

In terms of pure strength, it shouldn't be a problem to fight against a power-type Soul King.

And what about Tang San?

This looks impressive, but he's only a Soul Master at best.

If Ning Rongrong hadn't been worried that Bai Chenxiang might get hurt, Bai Chenxiang could have easily crushed Tang San.

"Alright then." Bai Chenxiang said no more when she saw that the other party insisted.

A moment of silence fell over the room.

Although all the teachers wanted to stop Ning Rongrong's actions, Dugu Bo didn't speak, so it wasn't their turn to speak.

Soon, Dugu Yan pulled Bai Chenxiang away from the arena.

He chuckled to himself.

It would be a mistake to treat Ning Rongrong as an assistant.

That terrifying strength was even more ferocious than that of a soul beast.

"Mistress, watch your step!"

Zhao Wuji reminded him.

However, Tang San ignored everything and charged forward like a wild beast with a roar.

"Heh, overestimating yourself."

Ning Rongrong smiled; she could sense the evil power of this external soul bone.

But so what?

Before absolute power, all strangeness will be shattered.

Therefore, Ning Rongrong did not make a move!

In the blink of an eye, everyone held their breath.

Tang San leaped twice and arrived in front of Ning Rongrong.

Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you just because you're the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?

A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. He thought Ning Rongrong was using her status to force him to stop.

But that's impossible.

A spider spear covered in barbs and gleaming coldly pierced straight down.

Its terrifying speed pierced the air, instantly emitting a piercing scream.

"Hide!"

"Is she scared out of her wits?"

"Tang San is so cruel! How could he hurt such a cute girl?"

……

The people around her were on tenterhooks. They were secretly worried for Ning Rongrong.

But the next moment, people forgot to breathe.

I witnessed a scene I will never forget.

How could this happen?

It actually stopped...

The scene seemed to freeze. Tang San used his seven spider legs to stand on the ground and used a spider spear to stab Ning Rongrong between the eyebrows. The cold light was only an inch away from the girl's brow.

Of course, this wasn't because Tang San had taken pity on him. Rather, no matter how hard he tried, the spider spear seemed to be facing an insurmountable chasm, unable to advance even an inch.

Because a small, white hand, as smooth as jade, was tightly gripping the spider spear.

"Ning Rongrong's defensive speed is so fast!"

"All you see is speed? Look at that power, it's at least comparable to a Soul King!"

"Did you see the power? Did you see her hand gripping the spider spear? There wasn't a drop of blood. What a terrifying defense that is."

Those present were all at least Soul King level, so their perspectives were naturally different. But the deeper they understood, the more confused they became.

"Can the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda really provide such a powerful boost?"

"To be honest, I don't deserve this kind of assistance!"

In the arena, Ning Rongrong frowned, her embroidered eyebrows furrowed, and shook her head slightly.

His tone carried an lingering chill.

"Tang San, Tang San, I gave you a chance, and told you to hold back, but you still couldn't seize it! At this distance, you couldn't control your power at all. I didn't expect you to really want to kill me."

Tang San has some nerve! He openly resorts to dirty tricks during the competition!?

Zhao Wuji's face was as cold as frost. "Tang San, stop."

Tang San paused for a moment.

However, just when everyone thought the competition was over, they realized that this was the wrong idea.

Because this is just the beginning.

Without uttering a word, Tang San thrust two more sharp spider spears at Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong's expression changed slightly.

It is cold.

Her eyes flashed with a cold, electric light as she opened and closed them.

To everyone's astonishment, he exerted force on the eight spider spears in his hand.

"Ugh...what terrifying power!"

A terrifying force struck, and Tang San was horrified to find that he was unable to resist it.

Then he launched an attack, which he could no longer maintain, because his whole body was suddenly being rotated.

Ning Rongrong spun Tang San around twice, then, pulling on the Eight Spider Lances, slammed Tang San heavily to the ground.

"Boom."

The bluestone ground was slightly sunken and covered with clusters of spiderweb-like cracks.

"Hiss. A girl with superhuman strength, terrifying indeed."

Bai Chenxiang exclaimed in surprise.

Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan exchanged a glance, noticing the chill in each other's eyes.

"You think that's all? You're still too naive!"

It seemed to confirm their feelings.

Tang San was like a sandbag, being grabbed by Ning Rongrong and slammed to the ground repeatedly.

Looking at that violent figure in the white dress.

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched wildly.

Where's the promised support?

How come he's even more ferocious than a Soul Master with strong control abilities?

I doubt that my identity as a power-attack type Soul Master is real... Many power-attack type Soul Masters present shed tears of sorrow.

"Now, are you convinced?"

After a while, Ning Rongrong finally stopped.

She smoothed her slightly disheveled hair behind her ear and looked down at Tang San, who was lying in the deep pit, with the air of a victor.

Tang San looked disheveled, his clothes torn and his hair disheveled.

His face was covered in bruises. Only his brows were furrowed, whether from pain or anger, it was hard to tell.

He could sense countless gazes, like countless invisible slaps landing hard on his face.

It made his cheeks burn with pain.