Chapter 63 The Real Monster

"Your last name is Ning, so you should be from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Could it be that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has solved the restrictions of the martial soul?" Zhao Wuji asked unconsciously.

Ning Rongrong did not answer and looked at Zhao Wuji with some coldness. How could such a thing concerning the sect’s secrets be told to others?

Zhao Wuji also realized that he had spoken out of turn. He pretended to be nonchalant and praised Ning Rongrong, "It seems that you are the most freak of freaks here today."

Faced with Zhao Wuji's flattery, Ning Rongrong shook her head.

"Compared to my cousin, I am just average."

"Cousin?" Zhao Wuji was stunned.

Ning Rongrong pointed at Luo Ling who was watching leisurely not far away, with a hint of cunning on her lips.

"He is my cousin, 13 years old, level 46 Soul Sect."

Ning Rongrong said with a hint of pride.

Everyone was shocked.

Tang San and Dai Mubai looked at Luo Ling and even suspected that they had heard it wrongly.

When Dai Mubai was defeated by Luo Ling at first, he thought it was because he underestimated his opponent, but now it seems that it was really because of his overwhelming strength?

“How is that possible?” Tang San clenched his fists. It didn’t matter that he was worse than Ning Rongrong, after all, the gap was visibly catching up.

But Luo Ling.

Level 46, Soul Sect. There is a big class difference between the two sides, but the age difference is only 1 year!
"It turns out that the real monster is you!" Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up.

13 years old and 46th level, what does this mean?
I'm afraid there is no one before and no one after!
Luo Ling smiled and nodded, "I just practiced a little faster."

He didn't care about Ning Rongrong telling him about her strength, because he would know it sooner or later anyway.

"Boy, are you interested in joining our Shrek Academy?" Zhao Wuji couldn't help but invite.

"Isn't Shrek's enrollment requirement to be under 12 years old?"

"We can make an exception for you!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were burning. If he let such a genius go, he would be struck by lightning.

But Luo Ling still shook his head and said, "Forget it."

"I was only entrusted by Uncle Ning to take care of Rongrong. I have no intention of joining the academy. I have my own way of practicing."

“Boy! Don’t look at the fact that our Shrek environment is not good, but our teachers are all powerful Soul Emperors and Soul Saints!” Zhao Wuji still wanted to fight for it.

Luo Ling still shook his head, "Rongrong and I are from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

He only said one sentence, and Zhao Wuji calmed down as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him.

He is just a Soul Emperor or a Soul Saint, so what does that count for?
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is the richest sect on the continent, with many powerful people and two Titled Douluo.

Zhao Wuji realized that he was just showing off his skills in front of an expert, so he decided not to humiliate himself anymore.

"Well, it seems that you are not destined to be with us Shrek." Zhao Wuji sighed and said nothing more.

The test continued, Luo Ling continued to wait and see, but Ning Rongrong started to act up again.

After blinking at Luo Ling, he turned to Zhao Wuji and said, "Teacher Zhao, you are a Soul Saint, and the gap between you and us is too big. Can I ask my cousin to help? My cousin is a Soul Sect, so it should be no problem."

Luo Ling also heard Ning Rongrong's words, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her became somewhat dangerous.

This little girl has become more and more bold after she came back. She behaved like such a lady when she was in the Spirit Hall before!
Now the witch's nature has returned?

Being stared at by Luo Ling, Ning Rongrong felt a chill on her back, but she still gritted her teeth and stood still.

When Zhao Wuji heard Ning Rongrong's words, he showed an interested expression.

He was also very interested in Luo Ling, the 13-year-old Soul Master, and agreed immediately. "No problem!"

After getting a response, Ning Rongrong carefully turned around, ran to Luo Ling, and said with a smile: "Brother Ling, it should be okay."

"Little girl, it's not a good habit to act first and report later." Luo Ling sighed.

“Brother Ling! Can you help me increase my chances of winning?” Seeing that Luo Ling was not angry, Ning Rongrong became bolder and grabbed Luo Ling's hand and shook it.

"I won't reveal too much of my strength. I will only use the sickle. You can just think of my martial spirit as the sickle." Luo Ling compromised.

He also planned to fight Tang San’s Shrek Academy in the Great Fighting Spirit Arena in the future as a trickster.

Then it was natural for him to snoop into Tang San's memory and get the Xuantian Treasure Record. For now, he can only hide his strength.

"I understand." Ning Rongrong nodded.

The two of them whispered to each other so that no one else could hear their conversation.

"Then I will fight with you, but I won't fight to the death."

Luo Ling walked over and stood next to the crowd.

Tang San, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing all had no objections. Having a strong teammate is naturally a good thing.

"I'll just briefly introduce myself. My name is Luo Ling, my martial soul is Shadow Scythe, and I'm a level 46 strong attack weapon soul master." Luo Ling introduced himself in a casual manner.

As Luo Ling spoke, an extremely dark aura spread from Luo Ling, and everyone was stunned.

A pitch-black sickle appeared in Luo Ling's hand. It was completely black and exuded a dark aura of decay.

At the same time, four simulated soul rings, two yellow and two purple, slowly emerged.

It’s really the Soul Sect!
When they saw it with their own eyes, everyone was still shocked. Not only the soul ring, but also the sickle in Luo Ling's hand. The dark aura was so thick that it seemed to become substantial.

Luo Ling didn't care about everyone's senses. He was thinking about what soul skill to use at the moment.

The abilities of the Weird Mage were demonstrated in many places in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and the sickle was one of them. However, the sickle spirit is actually a very common spirit in Douluo Continent.

It won't attract much attention when you take it out, and no one will notice if you change the appearance.

If you choose the more concealed of the four soul skills, you can also get away with it.

In just a short while, Luo Ling selected four soul skills and disguised them as the soul skills of his martial soul, Shadow Scythe.

Soul of Desire, Soul Liberation, Dark Cut and Dislocated Shadow.

The Soul Robe of Desire can change the appearance of the Soul Robe. Even if the Soul Liberation ability is used, no one can tell. As a derivative soul skill of the Shadow Scythe, Dark Cut can be used as a separate strong attack skill without any problems.

The last one is the Displaced Magic Shadow. He only showed this soul skill in the last 1v7 game. Just treat it as an ordinary displacement skill and it will not be suspected.

After selecting his soul skills, Luo Ling swung his sickle to clear away the darkness and said to the people who were still in a daze, "When does it start?"

When everyone reacted, Tang San took the initiative to start formulating a battle plan. As the only control-type spirit master, it was understandable for him to arrange a battle plan.

Luo Ling did not object either.

Soon, the battle plan was determined. Luo Ling, as the only strong attacking spirit master, was the main attacker, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were the auxiliary attackers, Tang San was the diversionary force, and Ning Rongrong was the assisting one.

The plan looks good, but the battle still depends on actual combat.

After everyone had gathered, Luo Ling gave Xiao Wu an additional warning: "Don't use your charm on Zhao Wuji, otherwise it will backfire."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking at Luo Ling and Xiao Wu with strange eyes. They had not introduced each other's soul skills, but Luo Ling knew Xiao Wu's soul skills.

Tang San's face looked a little ugly, and he became more and more nervous about the relationship between Luo Ling and Xiao Wu.

Luo Ling was indifferent to the gazes of the crowd and walked straight towards Zhao Wuji.

(End of this chapter)