Douluo: What if I was reborn as Ning Rongrong?

Chapter 656 Combat
"You're finally here, Ning Rongrong from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect." Tang San stood up from practicing the Xuantian Gong, his long blue hair draped over his shoulders, giving people a kind of enchanting beauty.

Compared with the image in the original novel, this Tang San appears more mysterious and dangerous.

Despite his enchanting appearance, his faint aura showed that he was already a peerless powerhouse at the level of Extreme Douluo Quasi-God.

"It seems you have been waiting for me for a long time." Ning Rongrong stared at Tang San calmly, without any ripples in her eyes.
"You were also responsible for Poseidon's death, Divine King Tang San, you are truly disgusting."

"Sure enough, you guessed it." Tang San's tone was not surprised at all, "I always thought you were the Nine-Colored Goddess, but this time when we met, I confirmed that you are not her. Ning Rongrong's personality is such that she rarely pays attention to these details."

"Also, even though she has been married to Oscar for many years, she still treats me..."

"It's useless to disturb my state of mind, Tang San. I will go to your world to sever the cause and effect between me and the Nine-Colored Goddess. I am only me, just like you are not the Tang San of this world."

"Yes, parallel world." Tang San chuckled, "The ability to understand time, knowing the past and the future, maybe this is why you changed."

"After all, this is not my original world, but exceptions like you shouldn't exist."

"For the peace of the parallel world, you must die."

"Everyone can brag." Ning Rongrong smiled calmly, her tone light.

"You predicted that I might come to assist the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, so you asked Poseidon to send the Demon King and Blue Buddha away. You also calculated their pride and bought time for you to absorb the spirit ring."

"Poseidon should have a backup plan. When she fell, you noticed my presence. Am I right?"

Tang San clapped his hands and said with a smile:
"Not bad, not bad. If I hadn't completed the Eight Trials of Sea God, I might not be your opponent. Now I have already surpassed the Ultimate Douluo."

"Just relying on your eight red and one golden spirit rings?"

Ning Rongrong sneered and circulated her true energy.

“No trace.”

The next moment, her figure disappeared from Tang San's sight.

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted, and quasi-god-level soul power burst out.

The Ghost Shadow Step is being used to its extreme.

A shadow was left in the sky.

Tang San retreated as quickly as lightning, and his figure was a thousand meters away in an instant.

The moment he stopped, a strand of blue hair fell from his forehead, as if it had been cut off by a sharp blade.

Tang San's forehead oozed a few drops of cold sweat, and he whispered to himself: "What a terrifying speed."

It was faster than the ghost's trail. If it weren't for the reaction of the God King, he would probably have been beheaded.

Ning Rongrong stood in front of Tang San, her eyes still as calm as water.

"You run pretty fast!"

"Since the Seagod Trident is back in your hands, with your ability, you must have seen some of the remaining footage." Ning Rongrong sneered.
"You stayed here specially to wait for me. Do you think you have a chance of winning?"

“Don’t be too proud, Ning Rongrong.” Tang San frowned with the Chinese character “井” on his forehead.

"Come!" Ning Rongrong's tone was calm in the face of Tang San's anger. She stretched out her finger and made an internationally accepted gesture.

"I'll give you a chance. Let me see your strength, King Tang. Today it's either you or me."

"Come on, face me head on!"

"You are just a native, don't be so arrogant!"

The Seagod Trident in Tang San's hand burst out with a strong soul power fluctuation, turning into a blue beam of light that rushed straight towards Ning Rongrong.

"Bang-"

The Poseidon Trident was easily blocked and Tang San couldn't move forward.

Ning Rongrong swept the Glazed Sacred Sword in her hand lightly, forcing Tang San back again.

Taking a few steps back, veins popped up on Tang San's wrists, and he roared with all his strength:

"Thirteen Styles of Poseidon - Unstable Storm"

Countless sea water turned into vines, wrapping around Ning Rongrong from all directions.

"It doesn't matter what attack you make." Ning Rongrong gently raised her left hand, and strands of golden light gathered. The Nine Treasures Glazed Tower flashed with a soft light and was held steadily in her hand.

Soul rings rose from under her feet.

Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold.

"purify"

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tower in Ning Rongrong's palm trembled slightly, and the circular ripples spread out, touching the water flow released by the Trident of Poseidon, completely shattering the soul power in it.

"impossible!"

Tang San's eyes widened, his gaze fixed on the golden spirit rings around the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower, and he said in shock, "You...how come you have so many million-year spirit rings? This doesn't make sense!"

The color gold represents millions of years.

Ning Rongrong did show a golden soul ring in the Soul Master Competition, but one, two, or even three were within Tang San's estimation, but nine million-year soul rings, this was simply unbelievable!
Nine million-year spirit rings, is this a human?
Could it be that the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower has become a spirit?
Even if you kill the Silver Dragon King, you can’t get so many million-year soul rings!
He has the advantage of twin martial souls, plus he also has a million-year-old deep-sea demon whale king soul ring, plus the soul ring obtained from the Sun and Moon Continent, and he also has the experience of a God King.

Logically speaking, the advantage should be mine.

But this...

A few fragments of images were obtained from the abyss memory fragments of the Poseidon Trident, but they did not show the terrifying color of Ning Rongrong's soul ring.

"Tang San, show your trump card. Now that you have become a god, you should act like a god."

"You want to hide your cultivation level and catch me by surprise. Do you think you are stupid or I am stupid?"

“Okay, okay, okay!” Tang San gritted his teeth, his face as gloomy as snow, “I underestimated you, Ning Rongrong. No matter how strong you are, no matter how powerful your spirit ring is, you are only an Extreme Douluo.”

"I am superior to you in terms of strength, experience, and even combat experience."

"What do you have to defeat me?" Since he had been seen through, Tang San simply stopped hiding.

Waves began to rise at the original location of the Nine Rings, appearing from nothing as if it was a natural progression.

Below the nine soul rings, another soul ring appeared.

This soul ring is different from the gold one, it is a blue-gold divine ring, which means that Tang San has completed the nine tests and even become a god on his own.

"Ning Rongrong, you shouldn't exist in this world."

"You are an anomaly. I, Tang San, will completely eliminate you."

During the period when Tang San was condensing his spirit ring.

In the barrier at a relatively distant location, Lan Fuzi was freed from his restraints.

"How's it going. Have you calmed down a bit?"

When the battle started, Ning Rongrong had used her clone to take Lan Fuzi away from the battlefield.

"My parents are dead, and everything is gone." Lan Fuzi covered his face with his hands, grief-stricken and choking with sobs from time to time.

"Then why didn't you notify me earlier?" Ning Rongrong asked puzzledly.

"Father refused. He would rather face Tang San on his own than ask humans for help." Lan Fuzi's voice choked with tears in his eyes.

"Sigh..." After listening to Lan Fuzi's explanation, Ning Rongrong roughly understood the fate of the Demon Emperor and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, and couldn't help but sigh.

The pride of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King did not allow him to ask outsiders for help, so he asked the Demon King to evacuate with Lan Fozi first.

He faced Tang San alone, and then the Demon Emperor met Poseidon who was well-rested and was chased by Poseidon.

The Demon Emperor is only a pseudo-demigod, how could he possibly be a match for a quasi-god.

She was killed in just a moment, leaving Lan Fuzi only enough time to escape. Panicked and at a loss as to where to go, Lan Fuzi fled everywhere in panic because of his mother's death.

I only remembered the token at the last moment, and even felt that it was impossible for Ning Rongrong to arrive so quickly.

"What a series of accidents!" Ning Rongrong sighed helplessly.

At this moment, a spatial crack suddenly appeared in the empty space of the barrier.

A figure walked out from inside.

(End of this chapter)