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

However, he wanted to see exactly where his precious daughter's limits lay.

"Yes. Sect Master, I will definitely not let you down this time."

Zhang Shan nodded heavily.

"Boom."

He clapped his hands together and surprisingly produced a dull sonic boom.

The 70% increase in all attributes is undoubtedly extremely powerful.

His martial soul was originally a bear-type martial soul, known for its offensive power among beast martial souls.

Now, he felt his power expanding to an extreme, reaching the Soul Master realm, where he was invincible.

A feeling of 'I can do it again' returned to his mind.

This time, I will surely regain my masculine prowess.

He had a feeling.

Even if you put a mountain in front of you now, you can still pierce through it—I mean, smash through it.

however.

For once, Ning Rongrong also put on a serious face.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda had somehow appeared above her head.

"Seven treasures turn out to produce lapis lazuli, and the first of the seven treasures is called power."

"Seven treasures turn out to produce lapis lazuli, and the second of the seven treasures is called speed."

"Seven treasures transform into crystal, and the seven treasures have three names: Soul."

With the blessing of the three beams of light, Ning Rongrong exuded an indescribable and enigmatic aura.

"Third Soul Skill: Vajra Smash!"

Zhang Shan suddenly leaped into the air, his body already in mid-air.

The enormous shadow cast a deep shadow over the young girl in the room.

Two enormous bear paws clenched together, raised high above the head.

This was the strongest attack he could muster.

He was confident that no one below the Soul King level could withstand him.

At this moment, it was as if the scene had slowed down.

Everyone held their breath, afraid of missing a single frame.

Still neither dodging nor avoiding, Ning Rongrong took a slight step back as if gathering her strength.

Then, he threw a punch straight into the sky!

It's still a straightforward, head-on clash with nothing fancy.

"Boom!"

The sound was like thunder.

Countless blue stones shattered, rolling in all directions amidst plumes of dust.

Just then, a burly figure was thrown out of the smoke and dust.

It flew more than twenty meters before landing.

Without a doubt, this is Zhang Shan.

However, his mind was completely blank. He stared blankly at the figure that gradually emerged from the smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust have dissipated.

Ning Rongrong lightly brushed the dust off her sleeves, as if she had done something insignificant.

"This, this..."

Everyone felt that any words could be too dry to describe it.

With the help of the strongest support in the world, a level 30, level 9 Battle Soul Master was actually defeated by a level 30 support!

Is this a dream?

"No one is allowed to leak out what happened today, or they will be punished for treason."

Ning Fengzhi's indifferent voice echoed throughout the room, and no one doubted the truthfulness of his words.

They all unconsciously shrank their necks.

“Rongrong, come with me.”

"Oh." Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue.

After everyone left.

The crowd stared at the arena, which was half a meter deep, and fell into deep thought.

This young lady.

Is it really a human?

It wasn't a soul beast in disguise, was it?

Not long after.

Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, and Sword Douluo returned to the council hall.

Ning Fengzhi could no longer control herself.

"My dear daughter, what ability did you use just now? Was it a self-created soul skill?"

"Of course not. My teacher wouldn't even show off his self-created soul skills. This is called a cultivation technique; after practicing it, the body can gain immense power without relying on soul rings. And..."

Moreover, when I was comprehending this technique, my mind was filled with countless other thoughts, and I hadn't even used my full strength yet.

Ning Rongrong had an arrogant look on her face.

"It's so amazing! This Mr. Lin is truly a remarkable person."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with shock, nothing else.

"Please do not use the word 'God' to insult my teacher."

Ning Rongrong gave a cold laugh. The upper limit of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Hell Technique has already surpassed that of the gods.

Is Lin Yan, who created this technique, a god?

Don't joke around.

At least make 'main' the base, okay?

"And these fruits."

"You'll know once you try it."

After Ning Rongrong finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi put a grape in his mouth.

His expression suddenly became quite interesting.

What use are these eyes to me?

They actually treated such a divine object as trash.

Then, he carefully put the fruit basket away.

He was holding his daughter's hand with one hand and Sword Douluo's hand with the other.

"Let's go. Let's go see Mr. Lin."

"Wait. Sect Master, shouldn't we prepare some extravagant gifts to ward off evil spirits?"

Sword Douluo said with a wry smile.

Yes.

Indeed, we should take out the search.

"But what kind of lavish gift should I offer?"

Ning Fengzhi fell into deep thought for a moment.

Chapter Fifty-One: Wherever Ning Fengzhi passed, not a blade of grass grew!

Giving gold, silver, or jewelry is too tacky.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School does have some rare and precious items, but they're not exactly impressive.

A powerful figure can create a Title Douluo simply by casually handing out some small gifts. Let alone surpassing him, I can't even produce rare treasures comparable to his.

Ultimately, it comes down to a lack of fundamental knowledge and experience.

Ning Fengzhi was getting increasingly agitated. The prestigious Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, known as the wealthiest sect in the world, couldn't even produce a single decent gift.

That's such a slap in the face.

"Ahem, has the Sect Master decided what to send?"

Swordsman coughed lightly.

"No. I feel like I'm a poor person." Ning Fengzhi said with a dark face. Uncle Jian, you're so unfair. You saw my predicament and asked that question to make me feel even more embarrassed.

"Giggle."

Ning Rongrong rarely saw her father in such a state. She immediately reverted to her mischievous nature, teasingly saying, "The dignified Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School actually claims to be poor? Then please ask Heaven..."

Are there any rich people down there?

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

"However, I can offer some suggestions. I've noticed that the teacher is very interested in novel things."

"Novel? Just how novel would it be?"

Sword Douluo couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Although he had spent some time with Lin Yan, he had always been extremely respectful, acting like a gentleman in public and a powerful figure behind the scenes—almost like a master and disciple.