Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

Chapter 138 Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong

Both Yang Ping'an and Feng Xiaotian were puzzled when they saw the two people who came to visit.

These two were Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing. Even Yang Ping'an was astonished. Given their personalities, even if he had performed well, he shouldn't have asked them to come.

Ning Rongrong is the princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. She has seen all kinds of geniuses and experts. In particular, she is deeply loved by Sword Douluo and Ancient Douluo. She is a true prodigy. Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, has a cold personality and rarely interacts with outsiders, even her teammates.

Feng Xiaotian was clearly more familiar with the two women, and he said in a slightly flirtatious tone, "How come you two beauties have so much free time to come and hang out with us? Aren't you afraid your teammates will get jealous?"

Ning Rongrong said proudly, "Feng Xiaotian, what's with all this jealousy? We just wanted to get to know Brother Yang Ping'an and ask him for some cultivation tips. What's it to you?"

It seems that Ning Rongrong knows Feng Xiaotian, but Feng Xiaotian probably doesn't like this little princess very much.

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but smile: "Welcome, both of you. Brother Feng, please make room for us."

The group of people were originally gathered around the fire. After moving around a bit, the two of them sat between Feng Xiaotian and Yang Ping'an. It was a rather casual arrangement, but Ning Rongrong leaned against Yang Ping'an, while Zhu Zhuqing leaned against Feng Xiaotian.

Yang Pingan raised his glass slightly and took a sip: "Ladies, we're all the same age, there's no need for formalities, let's exchange ideas."

This group of people understood Yang Ping'an's personality. Although he liked to be alone, he wasn't that averse to others. As long as it was a friend asking him questions, he wouldn't be too resistant. Besides, they were all just ordinary students, so there was no hatred between them.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong also found a wine glass, took a small sip, and that was their reply.

Feng Xiaotian continued his frivolous remarks: "Brother Yang, you're quite the ladies' man, with beautiful women even throwing themselves at you."

Seeing that Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing seemed a little embarrassed, Yang Ping'an couldn't help but smile: "Brother Feng, there's no such thing as throwing yourself into someone's arms. You should be careful and keep an eye on your Huowu sister first."

Feng Xiaotian's face froze for a moment. He secretly glanced at Huo Wu beside him and saw that Huo Wu's face was as cold as frost. He quickly sat up straight, completely losing his previous frivolous and casual demeanor.

Everyone burst into laughter, making Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu extremely embarrassed, and even Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked awkward.

Yang Ping'an also secretly observed Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing up close a few times. Compared with the original anime, the real people were indeed much prettier.

Ning Rongrong was wearing a princess dress and had a pretty face, so she looked a bit like a little princess. Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, had a rather cold expression, but a stunning figure that was even more exaggerated than in the animation.

Ning Rongrong truly lives up to her title as the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. She has excellent social skills and a graceful demeanor. She is not shy around people she has never met before.

"Yang, could you please tell me why your combat power is so strong? Actually, I don't see your martial spirit having that kind of overwhelming advantage when fighting others."

Yang Ping'an thought for a while before slowly saying, "It's actually very simple. With the same soul power, my physical attributes are stronger than yours. Whether it's strength, speed, defense, or even reaction ability, I am stronger, which is why I can win in battle."

Ning Rongrong seemed a little puzzled: "How is that possible? Even so, there shouldn't be such a big difference in our combat talents, right?"

Yang Ping'an shook his head: "It's not a matter of talent. Combat ability is formed through one's own physical training. I am stronger than you because I have trained harder than you. With the talent of you Shrek Academy students, you will reach my level of strength sooner or later."

Zhu Zhuqing, who appeared somewhat nervous, asked, "Could you tell me how you became so strong?"

Yang Ping'an smiled slightly: "Training, constantly training, constantly breaking through limits, that's how you become stronger."

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing both looked puzzled. Logically speaking, both of them were quite hardworking, especially Zhu Zhuqing, who was arguably the most hardworking of the Shrek Seven, without exception.

Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh: "Little beauty, don't listen to this guy's nonsense. His cultivation method is too much for a normal person's body to handle, and they wouldn't get used to it. Only this kid can do it day after day."

Zhu Zhuqing was a little puzzled: "Why? I also cultivate very hard, but I always feel that my talent is far inferior to yours, and my combat strength is even more inferior, especially when fighting Yang Ping'an, even my speed, which is my specialty, was suppressed."

Feng Xiaotian shook his head: "Your name is Zhu Zhuqing, right? You're only fourteen years old, but you're already a level thirty-five Soul Master. Although we're all known for our talent, at fourteen years old, we only have your level of strength."

"Yang Ping'an's talent is even worse, with only half a level of innate soul power. But rather than training, he's really pushing his body. Believe it or not, even though he's drinking and chatting with us right now, he's carrying over two hundred pounds of weight. He's training his body right now."

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were shocked to hear this. They hadn't expected that Yang Ping'an, who was just leisurely drinking, was carrying weights. They knew that they had both done weighted running before, which greatly restricted their movement, but Yang Ping'an seemed completely unaffected.

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but smile: "To be honest, I do carry more than 200 pounds of weight, but I've been wearing weights since I was a child, and my body is used to it, so no one can tell."

As Yang Ping'an said, even when resting, he wears wrist guards on his hands and feet, as well as a weighted vest. These are all made of extremely dense materials, which are not visible under his outer clothing.

"Brother Feng, if I'm not mistaken, you're carrying more than fifty pounds of weight."

Perhaps influenced by Yang Ping'an, Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wushuang, and the others were all carrying weights, and even Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er were carrying weights, though the weights were relatively small.

Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Yang, you're already this strong. If I don't work harder, won't I always be crushed by you in the future? I want to challenge you again after I break through to Soul King."

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but smile: "I'm ready anytime."

Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing nearby, quickly asked, "Yang, when did you start training? And when did you start wearing weights?"

Yang Ping'an thought for a moment: "If I remember correctly, I started training my body when I was about four years old. Since I started working at the blacksmith's shop when I was about six, I have been making weights for myself. I usually don't take them off except when I'm participating in Soul Fighting Competitions."

Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback: "How is that possible? You were only six years old then, how could you have come up with such a training method?"

Yang Pingan shook his head: "I didn't think that much about it at first. I just felt that it would make my body stronger. Over time, it became a habit. Now, if I don't wear the weights, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance. Indeed, as Feng Xiaotian had said, Yang Ping'an didn't seem to be training his body at all; rather, he seemed to be criticizing himself.

(End of this chapter)