Chapter 39: Betting, Jian Douluo's Praise
Just as Mu Ci was staring at Dugu Yan.
A delicate hand quietly touched his waist.
"Hiss."
Mu Ci's originally bored expression was immediately turned into a frown by this, and he took a low breath.
His left hand instantly grasped the small hand that was gently twisting the soft flesh, preventing her from moving.
"Why, Sister Bing'er and I are sitting next to you, but you're not looking at me, and you're looking at other girls instead."
Huo Wu's slightly resentful tone sounded softly in his ears, and her breath was as fragrant as an orchid.
"Brother Mu Ci, what's wrong?"
Shui Bing'er, who was sitting next to him and listening to the speech attentively, heard the noise and turned her head slightly to look over in confusion.
"It's okay, Bing'er, just continue listening to the speech."
He said something to Shui Bing'er with a smile, then looked at Huo Wu who was pouting beside him.
"Huo Wu, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to look at her."
"Then you did it on purpose."
After hearing this explanation, Huo Wu pouted her red lips even higher, and the tone she whispered in Mu Ci's ear became even more resentful.
Mu Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he continued to explain: "I just think that girl is a little weird."
After hearing this answer, Huo Wu's originally jealous face showed some doubts.
"Strange, what's strange about that? I think she's pretty."
Huo Wu turned her gaze towards Dugu Yan, looking at the beautiful figure with some strange colors, and asked Mu Ci curiously.
That hair color and eye color were indeed rare in Douluo Continent, but it couldn't be said to be strange.
Hearing Huo Wu's question, Mu Ci smiled and leaned close to Huo Wu's ear and said, "If I said she was poisoned, would you believe me?"
Faced with Mu Ci's question, Huo Wu nodded without hesitation.
In this regard, even if Mu Ci said that he was the best in the world, Huo Wu would believe it without hesitation.
With this answer, Huo Wu looked at Dugu Yan again, thought for a moment, and whispered in his ear:
"But judging by her attire and position, she's about the same age as us. She should be a member of the Heaven Dou Academy's reserve team."
"I've also been inquiring about the new Heaven Dou team these past few days. A while ago, one of the team members broke through to level 30. Under the guidance of the teacher, she went to the Sunset Forest to train with soul hunters. She just came back yesterday."
"There are only two women in the team right now. One is Dugu Yan, the granddaughter of Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, and the other is Ye Lingling from the Nine Heart Begonia Ye family."
"But these two don't look like they would be poisoned."
It wasn't that Huo Wu didn't believe Mu Ci, it was mainly because the idea that these two would be poisoned was a bit exaggerated.
It was really a fantasy that the granddaughter of the number one poison soul master and the granddaughter of the number one healing soul master in the Heaven Dou Empire would be poisoned.
"That person should be Dugu Yan. I can sense the faint traces of toxins, like the smell of snake venom."
Mu Ci confirmed the other party's identity, then looked at Huo Wu with ill intentions and said:
"How about we make a bet? If you lose, you have to promise me something."
"What if you lose?"
"Then I promise you one thing."
Hearing this, Huo Wu nodded without hesitation.
She didn't believe that Poison Douluo's granddaughter would be poisoned. It was simply unthinkable.
After making an agreement with Mu Ci, Huo Wu turned her attention back to the speech. At this time, in addition to Xue Qinghe, Ning Fengzhi and Meng Shenji also started to speak one by one.
Suddenly, Huo Wu felt a rubbing sensation on the back of her hand, and was shocked to realize that Mu Ci had never let go of her hand since he caught it.
Feeling the warmth from Mu Ci's palm, Huo Wu's pretty face turned slightly red. She exerted a little strength with her arm and tried to pull her hand away carefully.
But Mu Ci would never do as she wished. Feeling the weak resistance in her hand, he held it tightly, making it impossible for her hand to move away.
Huo Wu finally understood now, and her face became a little redder. She stopped exerting force on her arms, and instead relaxed a little, allowing Mu Ci to have a better grasp.
Time flew.
At the end of Xue Qinghe's speech, each team began to leave in an orderly manner, recognizing those who needed to be recognized and challenging those who needed to be challenged.
The members of the three major teams gathered around Mu Ci also left the group under the leadership of their respective vice-captains.
They said they would not disturb their relationship.
Outside the venue.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and others looked at the geniuses fighting each other in the square and talked to each other.
Ning Fengzhi said, "Uncle Chen, you also saw it today. What do you say to that Mu Ci?"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin stroked his slightly stubbled chin. The Titled Douluo's vision easily locked onto Mu Ci who was with several women.
He said with some admiration: "No matter from which aspect, this boy is quite extraordinary."
"At the age of twelve, when others were only Great Soul Masters, he was already a Soul Sect. The absorption of the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring also means that his physical and mental strength has definitely reached the Soul King level."
"I now understand the benefits of absorbing soul rings of higher levels. With the same talent, you can only reach level 11 after absorbing the soul rings, but others can reach level 12 or even level 13 under the impact of the soul rings' soul power."
"One step faster, every step faster. What a terrifying advantage this is! I'm afraid even Tang Chen back then couldn't be as good as him."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo nodded in agreement.
"Oh, it would be great if Eternal Heaven Douluo's wife wasn't from the Spirit Hall. That way I could match him up with Rongrong. What a great husband they would have."
Ning Fengzhi sighed with some regret.
It would be great if they could use a marriage relationship to tie a gifted child who had the potential to be on par with or even surpass Tang Chen to the chariot of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
As for whether to marry into the family, was it very important? As long as there was a child with the surname Ning who awakened the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Spirit in the future and came to inherit the sect, that would be fine.
Compared to the benefit of a peerless Douluo being able to suppress the sect for three hundred years, some minor details could be completely ignored. As long as the Sect Master still had the surname Ning and it was still the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda, it didn't matter.
Just as Ning Fengzhi was expressing his emotion, Ning Rongrong, who was being held by the two old men, became unhappy after hearing what had just been said.
"I don't want that Mu Ci as my husband. I saw it clearly when I was up there before. He has relationships with several girls. It's obvious that he is a playboy."
"My future husband can't be like this. He can only love me."
When these words were spoken, the three grown men present were stunned, and then burst into laughter.
Bone Douluo lovingly picked up Ning Rongrong and said with a smile, "Okay, I will definitely find a good and devoted husband for Rongrong in the future."
Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong, smiled, and shook his head, saying, "Forget it, I won't watch anymore. Uncle Chen and Uncle Gu, let's go."
"It's annoying to see too much. I don't know if you two felt it before in the venue, but as long as I glanced at Mu Ci for a few more times, Eternal Heaven Douluo and Salas would turn their eyes to me."
"It's like I would attack a child."
"It's really awkward. I'd better not disturb others here."
As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi walked towards where Xue Qinghe was resting, no longer looking at the many soul battles in the field.
Mu Ci was also found by Dugu Yan.
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