Chapter 136 Jiang Li’er: Foolish humans!
Ning Rongrong was taken aback upon hearing this.
She instinctively took a half step back, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.
"W - what’s wrong?"
The confidence in his voice had clearly diminished.
Jiang Li’er smiled, a smile as bright as the morning sun, yet it sent chills down Ning Rongrong’s spine!
She stopped crossing her arms and instead lowered her hands, slowly clenching them into fists. Golden dragon scales spread from her wrists.
Then, she took a step.
One step, two steps.
His pace was neither hurried nor slow , yet it carried a predator-like composure and oppressive force.
"What... what are you going to do?!"Ning Rongrong’s voice trembled as she backed away."Do n’t come any closer... I’m warning you... I’m the young sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!!"
"ah!"
She stumbled backward and fell to the ground. Her elegant long dress was covered in dust, her hair was disheveled, and she looked utterly disheveled.
"Don’t come any closer... Grandpa Sword... Grandpa Bone... Help...!!"
Seeing that Jiang Li’er had actually raised her fist , Ning Rongrong finally became scared, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice was full of sobs.
"Stop! Don’t hurt my young lady!!"
Four figures shot out from the shadows at the street corner, landing in front of Ning Rongrong and protecting her behind them.
The leader had a cold and stern face, wore a gray outfit, and had the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda emblem embroidered on his chest.
His soul power surged, and seven soul rings rose from his feet—two yellow, two purple, and three black—clearly indicating that he was a Soul Saint!
The three people behind him were all six- ring Soul Emperors.
The four of them simultaneously released their martial spirits, their gazes locking onto Jiang Li’er.
The leading Soul Saint spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying a warning.
"You should think carefully. If you truly harm my young lady, you will have completely offended the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Then, your family’s influence will be implicated, and you’ll regret it!"
Jiang Li’er looked at the four people and was slightly taken aback.
Soul Saint? Soul Emperor? Her bodyguard?
She blinked, then suddenly felt a little speechless.
If you really want to stop me, then make a move! What’s the use of just standing there threatening?
At this distance, if I really wanted to fight, would you have time to stop me?
And... do you know what kind of power I have backing? They keep threatening me with"family power,""family power"...
It’s completely useless!
Jiang Li’er suddenly felt that the humans she had met today were all incredibly stupid.
She rolled her eyes helplessly, a hint of impatience flashing in her red eyes.
Then... she moved.
The golden figure flashed past like lightning, appearing in front of Ning Rongrong before the four guards could react!
covered in dragon scales, slammed down without mercy!
A punch to the left eye! A punch to the right eye!
Bang! Bang! Two muffled thuds.
"ah--!!!"
Ning Rongrong’s piercing screams echoed throughout the entire street!
She covered her eyes with both hands, writhing on the ground in pain. When she let go, her once beautiful, large eyes had turned into two swollen, purplish-black panda eyes, almost unable to open.
"Waaaaah... my eyes... hurt so much... waaaaah..."
She cried her heart out, tears and snot streaming down her face, completely losing the composure of a princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The four guards then realized what was happening, and were both shocked and furious!
They never expected that, with the four of them locked in by their soul power and on high alert, the other party would still dare to make a move!
And they were moving so fast, they didn’t even have time to react!
"You dare—!!"
The leading Soul Saint roared, his longsword’s spirit light blazing brightly, and his sixth spirit ring suddenly lit up!
"Sixth Soul Skill..."
The incantation had not yet been uttered.
A warm hand gently rested on Jiang Li’er’s waist.
The next second, the light and shadow shifted, and space distorted.
By the time everyone came to their senses , the middle of the street was completely empty.
Jiang Li’er and the owner of the suddenly appearing hand vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.
All that remained was Ning Rongrong’s wailing with her eyes covered , and the four guards exchanging horrified glances.
...
Outside the town.
As light and shadow converged, Jiang Bai’s figure was revealed, his arm around Jiang Li’er’s waist.
Jiang Li’er pouted, somewhat unwilling :"I want to hit her two more times!"
Jiang Bai chuckled, ruffled her hair, and then his other hand restlessly caressed her waist.
"Didn’t you already punch her twice? There’s no point in hitting her anymore."
Jiang Li’er felt the mischievous hand on her waist , her pretty face flushed slightly, but she still stubbornly said,"I just wanted to stretch my muscles... I didn’t get enough fighting today..."
Jiang Bai looked down at her, his eyes full of doting smiles :"Then... let’s find a place to rest tonight, and go to Martial Soul City tomorrow."
He leaned close to her ear , his warm breath brushing against her earlobe :"How about I help you stretch your muscles tonight?"
Jiang Li’er’s pretty face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple. She glared at Jiang Bai coquettishly, her voice barely audible :"I... I don’t want to..."
But her body language betrayed her; she snuggled closer to Jiang Bai, pressing her cheek against his shoulder.
A glimmer of expectation flashed deep within her crimson eyes.
...
Inside the town.
With the help of her bodyguards, Ning Rongrong managed to stand up. She wiped away her tears, her voice filled with grievance and anger.
"Quick... quickly take me home! I want to go home! Waaaaah... you bunch of useless trash! You couldn’t even catch a Soul Emperor! I’m going to tell Daddy on you! Waaaaah..."
The four guards quickly bowed their heads and admitted their mistake :"Yes, yes, Miss, please calm down, it was our fault..."
"Your subordinate failed in his duty ; please punish him, Miss..."
Ning Rongrong wouldn’t listen at all, she just kept crying :"I want to go home... I want Grandpa Sword... I want Grandpa Bone... I’m never going to Shrek Academy again! What kind of people are they! Waaaaah..."
She truly regretted it.
I regret coming to this lousy college, and I regret getting to know these people.
From teachers Flander and Yu Xiaogang to Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar, not a single one of them is any good!
She was the beloved little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but here she has to endure all kinds of mistreatment and have to put up with the attitudes of a group of lewd men!
Today, he even got beaten up and had a black eye right in front of the bodyguards!
What a disgrace!!
"Go home... go home right now..."
Sobbing, she staggered out of town, supported by her bodyguards.
As for Shrek Academy? Screw it!
she wanted to do now was return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, to her soft bed, to throw herself into the arms of Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone, and have a good cry.
Then... let Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone bring back the woman who hit her today!
She wanted to show them what would happen if they offended her, the little witch Ning Rongrong!
...
The next day.
Wuhun City.
The tall and magnificent city walls, like a crouching behemoth, cast huge shadows in the sunlight.
This is the sacred land of Soul Masters, the center of power and faith in the Douluo Continent.
Jiang Bai stood outside the city gate, looking up at the giant city that symbolized the supreme authority of the Spirit Hall, a hint of determination and ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
He took a deep breath and held Jiang Li’er’s soft little hand tightly beside him.
Jiang Li’er noticed the fluctuation in his emotions, gently squeezed his hand back, her crimson eyes filled with tenderness and determination.
"Let’s go."
Jiang Bai said softly.
The two walked side by side into the city gate.
The wide main road is paved with bluestone slabs and can accommodate sixteen horse-drawn carriages side by side.
both sides of the street , pedestrians thronged the area, and Soul Masters could be seen everywhere.
Jiang Bai led Jiang Li’er along the main road at a leisurely pace.
Finally, they arrived at the square in front of the Papal Palace.
This is a huge plaza, a kilometer long and wide, paved with pure white jade that is so shiny it reflects light like a mirror.
In the center of the square stands a 30-meter-tall statue of a six-winged angel, holding a holy sword and gazing into the distance, holy and majestic.
At the end of the square is the Papal Palace.
It was a magnificent palace built entirely of white marble , reaching a height of 100 meters.
The main entrance to the Papal Palace are a hundred-step white jade staircase.
At this moment , eight paladin knights clad in golden armor stood solemnly at the foot of the steps.
Jiang Bai released Jiang Li’er’s hand, indicating that she could wait there, and stepped towards the steps.
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed in the empty square.
The knights on both sides turned their heads simultaneously, their gazes sharp as lightning, locking onto the two uninvited young people.
A knight called out ,"Halt!"
Jiang Bai remained unmoved and continued walking forward.
The knight suddenly drew his longsword from his waist , " Stand ..."
The last word got stuck in his throat.
There’s no other reason than this.
He saw a spirit ring rise from Jiang Bai’s feet.
The first step was taken, and the first soul ring appeared—red! Crimson as blood, its light dazzling.
The second step is the raising of the second spirit ring, red ...
The third step, still red?!
With each step Jiang Bai took, a spirit ring rose up. When the last red spirit ring was fully unfolded, the air in the entire Papal Palace Square seemed to freeze.
Sunlight shone on those crimson halos, refracting an eerie yet sacred blood-red radiance. A terrifying pressure of soul power, like a tangible tsunami, spread wildly from Jiang Bai’s center!
"This... this is impossible...!!"
A knight cried out in alarm, his voice filled with horror.
"Ugh—!"
The oppressive force descended upon them, crashing down on the souls of every knight like a mountain!
"Thump!"
all eight Temple Knights knelt down on one knee!
They supported themselves with their longswords, veins bulging in their arms, teeth clenched, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. It wasn’t that they wanted to kneel.
Instead... it couldn’t stand up!
Jiang Bai didn’t even glance at them. He continued to stride upwards, his red spirit rings moving with him, like eight blood-red suns floating around him.
Finally, Jiang Bai stepped halfway up the stairs.
From here, he could overlook most of Wuhun City and clearly see the tall, gilded gate of the Papal Palace.
He stopped, looked towards the Papal Palace, and spoke.
The voice was calm, yet it resounded like a thunderclap throughout the entire Papal Palace :"Bibi Dong!"
"Come out and face your death."
Five words.
Each word is like a knife, shattering the sacred and tearing apart the majesty.
The lingering sound echoed in the square and reverberated among the palaces, lingering for a long time.
Inside the Papal Palace.
A woman sat on the throne.
She wore a gleaming gold papal robe, a nine-curved purple-gold crown, and held a scepter inlaid with countless jewels.
Her face was exquisitely beautiful, and her demeanor noble, yet a lingering melancholy and coldness remained between her brows.
At this moment, she was resting with her eyes closed, her fingers gently tapping the armrest of the throne.
Suddenly, she stopped tapping.
His eyes snapped open!
In those deep, abyss-like purple eyes, which then turned into icy killing intent!
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