Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

One of them is Lia from Blazing Academy.

Her hair was as red as fire, and her amber eyes were as calm as water. She was fifteen years old, in the 48th grade, and an orphan.

The documents clearly state that he is an orphan.

Without family background or powerful connections, he has gotten to where he is today purely through talent and hard work.

The other one is Lan Fo'er from Tianshui Academy.

With long, sea-blue hair and light blue eyes, she claims to be level 49 and is suspected to be from overseas, not from any major power.

Are they both orphans?

Neither of them has any connections?

Both of them were geniuses who touched the threshold of Soul King at the age of fifteen or sixteen?

Ning Fengzhi's fingers gently caressed the armrest of the seat, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

That smile was refined, gentle, and harmless.

But if someone who knows him well saw this smile, they would definitely take three steps back silently.

This means that the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has started to have designs on things again.

Two future Title Douluo...

Ning Fengzhi silently made plans in his mind.

If we can win over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, then the sect will gain two more guardian deities in the coming decades.

Add Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone, and Rongrong...

This deal is a steal, an absolute steal.

As for how to win them over?

Ning Fengzhi lowered his gaze slightly, already having made up his mind.

Leah is an orphan who grew up in Blazing Academy and has feelings for the academy, but she cannot be forced to betray her sect.

Lan Fo'er has a mysterious background and a somewhat eccentric personality, making her difficult to understand.

But it's okay.

They are all young.

Young people always need friends.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has no shortage of promising young talents.

Ning Fengzhi silently considered the eligible young people in the clan.

Those with excellent martial spirits, handsome appearance, stable personality, and eloquent speech...

Hmm, let them go out more often and visit some of the places in Tiandou City that Soul Masters frequent.

What if one day you fall for Lydia or Lanfo'er?

Ning Fengzhi's smile grew even more gentle.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin glanced at him, then silently looked away.

He had followed Ning Fengzhi for so many years, he was all too familiar with that smile.

This is a sign that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is about to have more members added to its ranks.

On the stage, the team members from Tianshui Academy were helping each other leave the arena.

Shui Bing'er's face was pale, but a rare smile appeared in her icy blue eyes.

“We won,” she said softly.

Xuewu leaned on her shoulder and nodded weakly: "I'm exhausted... but it was worth it."

Lan Fo'er walked at the very back, her long, sea-blue hair swaying gently in the wind.

She glanced back at a certain direction below the arena.

There, Lydia was being helped to her feet by members of the Blazing Academy.

Their eyes met for a fleeting moment in mid-air.

Lan Fo'er tilted her head, a smile playing on her lips.

Then she looked away and left the ring with her teammates.

The atmosphere in the preparation area of ​​Blazing Academy was so oppressive it was almost frozen.

Huo Wu was being supported by Huo Wushuang, her face as pale as paper.

She kept her head down, her long, rose-red hair obscuring her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

But her hands, clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white, betrayed her feelings at that moment.

failure.

Lost.

The two teams were evenly matched, and the two clearly had a chance to win.

It was simply because they didn't know the other party possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Technique, simply because...

Chapter 399 Next Time, We'll Win It Back

"younger sister……"

Huo Wushuang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he had no idea how to comfort her.

He could only hug his sister's shoulders tightly to tell her: I'm here.

Huoyun and Huoyu stood silently, their flames long since extinguished, leaving only exhaustion and dejection.

Huo Jin and Huo Ran supported each other. Both of them were support-type characters and were seriously injured when they were blown away by the last gust of cold air. At this moment, their faces were as white as paper.

But they ignored their own injuries and just looked at their captain with concern.

Leah.

She stood there, her red hair somewhat disheveled, her battle robe torn in several places, revealing bloodstains from the scalding ice crystals beneath.

Her breathing was still a little rapid, but her amber eyes remained calm as still water.

But deep within that tranquility, something seemed to be slowly burning.

"Captain..." Huo Wushuang couldn't help but speak.

Leah raised her hand, interrupting him.

"I am fine."

Her voice was soft, yet inexplicably reassuring.

"A loss is a loss. We're simply not as skilled as our opponents; there's nothing more to say."

She paused, then turned her gaze toward the ring.

"Next time, we'll win it back."

Those few simple words dispelled most of the frustration and dejection felt by the students of Blazing Fire Academy.

Huo Wu looked up at Lia's back.

A flame reignited in those rose-red eyes.

The captain hasn't fallen, so what right does she have to give up?

Just then, an untimely figure came running over.

She had short, silver hair combed back, a dark turtleneck, and a black mask embroidered with silver patterns on her face.

It was Feng Xiaotian.

He jogged up to Leah, and then

"Lia! Are you alright?!"

That voice, that tone, that expression of concern that almost overflowed—it was a stark contrast to his status as the number one genius of Shenfeng Academy and a level 49 Soul Master.

The students of Blazing Fire Academy: "..."

Huo Wushuang's lips twitched.

Huo Wu even forgot her discomfort and stared wide-eyed at this uninvited guest.

Feng Xiaotian?

Feng Xiaotian from Shenfeng Academy?

What is he doing here?

And what's with that tone?

Feng Xiaotian was completely unaware of the strange looks from the people at Blazing Fire Academy.

In his eyes, there was only Leah.

"Are you badly injured? I have some healing pills here, take some first!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly pulled a jade bottle from his pocket and stuffed it into Leah's hand.

"And this, this is an ointment for external injuries that I brought from my family. It works really well. Apply it to your wound when you get back, and it won't leave a scar!"

"And another thing, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Do you want me to go buy you something to eat?"

Lia looked down at the jade bottle that had been shoved into her hand, then looked up at the rambling boy in front of her, who seemed more like a fool than a genius.

A faint, almost imperceptible hint of helplessness flashed in his amber eyes.

"Feng Xiaotian," she said.

"Here!" Feng Xiaotian immediately responded, his back ramrod straight.

Why are you here?

"I was worried about you!" Feng Xiaotian blurted out. "You fought Lan Fu'er for so long, and then you were thrown off the stage in the end, I..."