Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 223 This isn't my fault, it's a problem with my martial spirit!

"You—never mind, I don't expect you to be that smart."

Ning Wuque pointed at Wu Feng, then said nothing. He hoped his father-in-law wouldn't really let her do whatever she wanted. If he didn't go all out, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, with Wu Feng in charge, still had a good chance of making it to the top four.

Apart from Bei Bei, none of the Shrek Academy members can fight her. Unless Wang Dong'er's second martial soul is completely black, her Light Goddess Butterfly alone won't be of much use.

You should know that Wu Feng also has the Fusion Ring talent, but he didn't use it when he fought me last time. I guess he wasn't familiar with it yet. He should be able to use it now that time has passed.

But if Wu Feng is really the only main force, then 223tmd is given! It's not like we can't afford to lose.

"Hmph~"

With a soft hum, Wu Feng shifted his body, then spread his arms and lay down behind Ning Wuque like a time-reversing lighthouse. The two quietly watched the group of people training ahead.

Perhaps because she had done her homework beforehand, Zhang Lexuan didn't immediately have everyone spar and train through actual combat. Instead, after understanding everyone's situation, she dismissed them to rest.

Then they pulled each other aside one-on-one to write and draw in the notebook.

"Hey, Wuque, look, Senior Lexuan is different when she's with Beibei than with everyone else! Wow, Senior Beibei is actually shy?! Could it be...?"

"Something's fishy going on. I wonder if Senior Three knows anything about it."

Sitting together, Wu Feng leaned on Ning Wuque's back and pointed at the two people in the distance. Although it wasn't very obvious, you could still see the slightly red expressions on Bei Bei and Zhang Lexuan's faces, as if they were talking about some little secrets that no one else knew.

Ning Tian also showed a curious expression. She had spent the longest time in the inner courtyard, and because Zhang Lexuan was also a future designated elder of the Sea God Pavilion, the two had studied together for a period of time. This was the first time she had seen her aloof senior sister reveal this unknown side of herself. Ning Wuque, who already knew what was going on, shook his head and replied in agreement:

"It's okay, we have plenty of time to get to know each other eventually. If all else fails, I can always ask Beibei."

Laughing and joking, the day passed quickly.

After everyone else had started training, Ning Wuque found an open space and began practicing the twelve combat techniques of the Body Sect.

Ordinary training is no longer very effective for him; it's not as beneficial as practicing the Twelve Combat Techniques. He'll have to wait until graduation to find a suitable environment for body tempering.

For example, there are valleys and peaks filled with thunder and storms, deserts with scorching heat, the frigid far north, and the water pressure and ocean currents beneath the sea, or one can go inside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire to temper one's body with extreme ice and fire.

Ning Wuque had already decided on the graduation time: about one or two years after the competition ended. By then, Mu En's hanging life would be over, and once he passed away, Ning Wuque would have no reason to stay at Shrek Academy.

The last rays of the setting sun quickly faded. After everyone dispersed, Ning Wuque stopped his cultivation and took the clean white handkerchief offered to him. He wiped the sweat from his body as Ning Tian pulled him away towards the cafeteria.

As they were walking, the space in front of them suddenly fluctuated, and Gu Long's body, with his head completely covered by a hood, suddenly appeared. He looked at Ning Wuque but didn't say anything. He just nodded slightly, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"What's wrong?"

Ning Tian was puzzled, while Wu Feng remained silent and obediently held Ning Wuque's arm.

Looking at Gu Long, Ning Wuque's eyes lit up. After he was sent to the academy, Gu Long set off to return to the sect and, with the cooperation of many elders, went to search for the Golden Tortoise Shell.

His return can only mean two things, but in Ning Wuque's view, it should only be the first: that he successfully captured the golden hawksbill turtle? He didn't know if it was the golden hawksbill turtle that had swallowed the gold of life that he wanted.

Although it is a kind of auspicious beast, the number of golden hawksbill turtles is not rare. They can be found in the Star Dou Great Forest and some warm water sea areas. As a hardy and lucky soul beast, if nothing unexpected happens, they can basically live for at least 100,000 years.

Therefore, Ning Wuque was not sure whether the one captured by the sect was the one he wanted.

Even if it's not the one he wants, it doesn't matter. He can just confront Di Tian in advance to lure it out. That guy isn't far from his end, and he'll definitely accept the temptation of the soul contract in order to survive.

"It's nothing, it's just that my great-grandfather came to inform me. I'll return to the sect in two days."

"OK."

Having received a reply, Gu Long didn't waste any more words. He took a step back and disappeared from everyone's sight again. His elusive and unpredictable manner was always the envy of all who saw it.

Although Ning Tian had some questions, he didn't ask them on the spot. Instead, he pulled Ning Wuque back towards the inner courtyard dining hall.

Eating is the most important thing, so we can talk about these things when we get back to the dorm, right?

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Soon, after dinner, the three of them returned to a villa in the dormitory area. The inner court disciples only have detached villas as their dormitory, which can be lived in by one person or with a friend, depending on their own choice.

After returning to the dormitory, Ning Tian still didn't rush to ask about what happened on the way there. Instead, he pulled Wu Feng and the three of them to take a nice bath together in the bathroom.

After changing into their pajamas, they lay down on the bed together and covered themselves with the blankets. The two of them took Ning Wuque's arms on either side and pulled him down to lie flat. They turned off the lights and, as if whispering secrets, asked him:

"Wuque, tell us quickly, tell us quickly."

"Hmm, tell me about it."

"No rush, let me take a break first—Wu Feng, move your leg a little further away!"

His face turned as red as a steamed shrimp, and it took Ning Wuque a while to calm down before he began to recount the events in detail:

"As you all know, I was taken care of by Grandpa Zhang since I was a child. Even after I awakened my martial soul, he continued to support my decision silently. He had someone forge my first set of forging equipment."

So over the years I've been selecting some mild herbs to nourish his body, and now he only needs one more immortal herb to break through to level ninety—”

"So that's how it is."

"Yes, with a golden tortoiseshell spirit ring, even one that's only ten thousand years old, Grandpa will be imbued with auspicious energy, prolonging his lifespan. As long as he stays in the sect, living past two hundred years old won't be a problem!"

"Grandpa will definitely live a very, very long time."

"Yes, yes, from now on, the sect will have you and me. As long as the Sun Moon Empire doesn't launch a large-scale war like last time, Grandpa will never leave the sect!"

"That's for sure, but could you please move the dishonest one away?"

"Hehe—I don't know why, but ever since your martial soul evolved, I've had this urge to bully you—don't blame me!"