Chapter 36: So She Is Ning Rongrong.
After six years, three years of training outside, Xuan Mo has become a much different person...
Xuan Mo walked towards Dai Mubai, his gaze sweeping over Tang San and the other three. Despite his calm demeanor, a hint of excitement lingered deep within his eyes.
"Old Bai, Teacher Zhao and I have already discussed this. This fourth level of the assessment will be given to Fatty and me. Since Fatty and I are taking it together, we can let the four of them work together. Let them prepare well."
He patted Dai Mubai on the shoulder and turned to Ma Hongjun.
"Fatty, help me light it."
Xuan Mo pulled out an incense stick from his Vajra and stuck it into the ground.
"Oh, oh! Okay!" Ma Hongjun suddenly came to his senses. He opened his mouth and exhaled, sending a seemingly insignificant streak of fire towards the tip of the incense stick on the ground. A wisp of green smoke then drifted from the tip.
However, Xuan Mo frowned slightly upon seeing this and followed Ma Hongjun's gaze.
He found that his eyes fell on the beautiful girl, Ning Rongrong.
"Fatty, you're attracted to that junior schoolmate."
Ma Hongjun, who had been stunned, suddenly shuddered and quickly whispered in Xuan Mo's ear, "Brother Mo, I'm not attracted to her. It's just that does she look familiar to you? It's as if we've met her somewhere before?"
"Huh?"
Xuan Mo saw Ma Hongjun's expression and it seemed that he was not joking.
So, he carefully sized up Ning Rongrong, the daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect...
Meanwhile, Dai Mubai had gathered Tang San and the others around him. "You're lucky. Teacher Zhao didn't intervene personally. However, it's Old Mo and Fatty's turn to test you. Don't take it lightly."
Dai Mubai had barely finished speaking when Xiao Wu interrupted, "What's so difficult about this? Judging by their ages, they're not much different from the four of us. Four against two, we can't lose, right?"
Dai Mubai frowned slightly. "If you think Old Mo and Fatty are easy to deal with, you're gravely mistaken. Old Mo is thirteen, and Fatty is about your age. But their cultivation levels are thirty-five and twenty-nine, respectively."
Tang San and the others' pupils constricted almost simultaneously. Even the icy Zhu Zhuqing's face showed surprise. Perhaps twenty-nine at twelve was not so bad. But thirty-five at thirteen—that was truly astonishing.
"Alright, time's running out. Plus, Lao Mo and Fatty just returned from their training a year ago, so I don't know much about the others. I can only introduce Lao Mo and Fatty's spirits to you first. Lao Mo's spirit is the Taotie Divine Bull, a powerful beast spirit said to be even stronger than the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex. It possesses the attributes of earth and devouring, and has the blood of a true dragon. It can be said to be both offensive and defensive. As for Fatty's spirit, it's the Fire Phoenix. While it has flaws, its attack and explosive power are formidable."
Hearing Dai Mubai's explanation, the four monsters were simultaneously struck. Among beast spirits, there are several particularly powerful ones, and at the top of the heap is the Phoenix. It's a top-tier powerful combat spirit, not to mention the Fire Phoenix, which completely restrains Tang San's spirit.
As for the Taotie Divine Bull, the mighty Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex is known as the world's number one beast spirit. Since the Taotie Divine Bull is stronger than it, it's the best of the best.
What they didn't know was that Ning Rongrong, standing nearby, was secretly gritting her teeth, saying, "It's this guy! Great! We searched for him for so long in Tiandou City and couldn't find him. Turns out he and that fat guy are students here."
"By the way, you should also pay attention. Old Mo and the fat guy not only have extensive combat experience from two years of training abroad, but their martial spirits complement each other perfectly, making them highly compatible." As soon as Dai Mubai finished speaking, he shifted his gaze to Zhu Zhuqing.
As expected, all four were stunned; even Zhu Zhuqing turned her head.
However, when she met Dai Mubai's evil eyes, she immediately turned her head back.
"Mubai, you mean they possess a spirit fusion technique!"
Hearing Tang San's voice, Dai Mubai nodded silently and said, "So you should understand the difficulty of this assessment. So, first, get to know each other, tell us your names and abilities, and see how we can cooperate."
Tang San and the others exchanged glances, a solemn glint in their eyes, before they began to exchange names and their spirits.
Meanwhile, Xuan Mo had already finished sizing up Ning Rongrong. "I do seem to remember her. Where have I seen her before? Wait, could it be..."
Xuan Mo couldn't help but recall three years ago, when he and Fatty, with Dean Flender's permission, had gone on an outing, heading to Tiandou City their first year.
However, a misunderstanding occurred in Tiandou City, leading to him angering a young girl about Fatty's age, who then pestered him for half an hour.
"So that unruly little girl who made me angry back then is none other than Ning Rongrong, the daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!"
Just as Xuan Mo was lost in thought, Ma Hongjun's provocative voice rang in his ear, "Brother Mo, you're not attracted to that junior schoolmate, are you?"
"Yes, Fatty. I noticed you need to practice with me lately to stop talking so much. I just remembered who this junior schoolmate is."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Mo glared at the fat man.
Although Xuan Mo did have a thing for the unruly type, he would never say this in front of others.
He didn't care about face.
...
Not long after.
"Brother Mo, time's up."
Xuan Mo looked in the direction Ma Hongjun pointed and saw that the incense stick on the ground had burned out.
"Then tell them."
"By the way, should we let them win?"
Xuan Mo said, "Don't underestimate them."
"That Soul Fusion Technique..."
Ma Hongjun glanced at Xuan Mo hesitantly. After all, once the Soul Fusion Technique was unleashed, their combined strength would almost reach Soul King level.
"If they can force us to that point, we lose. If not, it depends on whether Teacher Zhao is satisfied with their performance."
Finally, Xuan Mo made the final decision.
"Have you guys agreed? One incense stick is up."
As Ma Hongjun finished speaking, the four of them, along with Dai Mubai, all looked over. More precisely, they looked at the burnt-out incense stick stuck in the ground.
"Old Mo, Fatty, it's time to begin."
Dai Mubai nodded to Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun, then quickly stepped aside to observe the battle.
After all, since the level difference between the two sides was not large, they could learn from each other.
(Let me first explain that Ning Rongrong was not able to find him because she did not mobilize the power of the sect and had to rely on herself or her followers. This does not mean that they like each other, but that they have already formed an impression of each other. As for the protagonist, he just likes that type.)
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