Douro Continent

Chapter 442 Eighty-One Hammers (Part 2)

"Oscar, I know you've sacrificed a lot for me, but do you know the torment I've been going through? I kept telling myself to tell you the truth after the competition, so it wouldn't affect your training. But deep down, I didn't want to tell you the truth because I didn't want to leave you. I didn't want to leave the first man I ever loved. Do you understand?"

If Oscar had hesitated before, his heart softened as he listened to Ning Rongrong's plaintive cries.

Seeing the tears streaming down Ning Rongrong's face and listening to her story, Oscar realized for the first time that all his efforts had not been in vain. This was the first time the two had opened their hearts to each other, and Oscar's gaze began to soften.

"Then why did you say we can't be together?" His voice gradually calmed down as he voiced the question that had been bothering him.

Ning Rongrong wept, saying, "Because of the sect's rules. As you know, all direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are support-type Soul Masters. Although we possess the glory of having the number one support martial soul, we can never truly escape the weakness of lacking offensive power. This is why I commissioned those hidden weapons from my third brother. Therefore, the sect stipulates that the spouse of every direct disciple must be a combat Soul Master. Only those with extremely strong combat power can protect us. If it were another direct disciple, there might be some leniency. But I am my father's only daughter and the sole heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. My father will never make an exception for me. I can only find a husband who can protect me with force in the future."

Oscar stared blankly at Ning Rongrong. "Is this why we can't be together? Because I'm a support-type Soul Master?"

Ning Rongrong nodded, her eyes blurry with tears.

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has never discriminated against commoner Soul Masters. As long as you join the sect, you will be treated with sincerity. But I have no right to change the sect's rules. Even if I become the sect leader in the future, I still can't."

I know how good you are to me, and I've truly fallen for you. But if we continue like this, it will only cause us more pain in the future.

I don't want you to be consumed by this pain. A short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one; it's not too late to tell you now. You're only sixteen; you have a bright future ahead of you.

"I'm sorry, Oscar, I'm so sorry..." At this point, she broke down in tears again.

Oscar looked at Ning Rongrong with a bitter expression. Could she really be blamed for this?

No, of course not. It wasn't Ning Rongrong's fault. When he heard Ning Rongrong say she had fallen in love with him, the softest part of his heart was completely touched.

For him, whether Ning Rongrong had feelings for him was more important than anything else.

"It's too late, it's all too late. Even though I'm only sixteen, there will never be room for another woman in my heart. Rongrong, do you know? It's too late for you to tell me. I love you, for all eternity, and that love will never change, even if the seas dry up and the rocks crumble."

Oscar's peach blossom eyes shone with unwavering determination as he stepped forward and grabbed Ning Rongrong's shoulder.

"Rongrong, look at me." Oscar's voice suddenly became calm.

Ning Rongrong was stunned and looked up at him. Suddenly, she saw a special light in Oscar's eyes that she had never seen before, a light she had only seen in Tang San and Dai Mubai's eyes on the eve of the finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

"Rongrong, listen to me. I will not give up. I will never give up. I'm so happy because this is the first time I've heard you say 'I love you' from your own mouth. There are difficulties in front of us, but as long as we love each other, these difficulties are not insurmountable. Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has this rule, simply because you hope that your direct disciples can have strong protection. Yes, I can't do it now, I'm just a food-type Soul Master, but that doesn't mean I can never do it. Rongrong, are you willing to wait for me? Give me ten years, and I will definitely find a way to become strong enough to protect you."

Ning Rongrong never expected Oscar to react this way. Looking at the unwavering gaze in his eyes, she suddenly realized how reliable this man was. Almost without hesitation, she nodded.

Releasing his grip on Ning Rongrong's shoulders, Oscar abruptly turned around, concealing all the reluctance in his heart. "Rongrong, I'm leaving. Ten years. Wait for me for ten years. If I haven't returned after ten years, you should marry someone else. If I succeed, I will definitely come back to find you. Ten years later, you will be twenty-four years old, in the prime of your life. As long as I don't die, I will succeed."

After saying that, Oscar didn't linger for a moment, rushing out like the wind. He would no longer stay at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; he knew he would never find the true answers here. He had to leave, he absolutely had to get out of there.

Go out into the world to find what you need. Can't a food-type Soul Master really protect their loved one?

No, he believed he could do it. For the sake of that unwavering love in his heart, he was determined to do it no matter what.

Watching Oscar's disappearing figure, Ning Rongrong was completely mesmerized. Only at this moment did she realize that she had uncontrollably fallen in love with this handsome man who was so good to her and willing to give everything for her. She didn't want him to leave; she really wanted him to stay, but she knew that if she did, they would truly never be able to be together again.

A deep sigh sounded behind Ning Rongrong. A strong hand landed on her shoulder.

"Silly girl, don't cry. If he really comes back within ten years, then maybe you really can be together."

Ning Rongrong turned around and saw Ning Fengzhi, who had appeared out of nowhere. She suddenly threw herself into her father's arms and burst into tears.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong stood there quietly. The two Title Douluos exchanged a glance, and the usually taciturn Sword Douluo suddenly said, "Given time, this boy will surely be extraordinary. Just as he himself said, if he doesn't die within ten years, then ten years later, he will definitely surprise the Soul Master world. He will surprise us. Let him go and make his mark."

As the successor to the sect leader, how could Ning Rongrong not hear such a commotion? The three of them had arrived long ago and heard most of Ning Rongrong's conversation with Oscar. They did not show themselves, but when Ning Fengzhi heard Oscar's final decision, his eyes were filled with admiration.

The Shrek Seven Devils are indeed no ordinary people. Perhaps this boy's talent is not as good as Tang San's, but the perseverance hidden in his heart is enough to determine many things.

Ning Fengzhi didn't keep Oscar, precisely because he wanted to see what kind of surprise this young man could bring him in the future. If that surprise was enough to offset the sect's rules, then he wouldn't mind being his father-in-law.

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puff.

Tang San couldn't remember how many times he had been swept into the pool.

The impact of a waterfall cascading down from a height of 200 meters can only be truly understood by experiencing it firsthand.

With his soul power sealed, he couldn't even begin to practice his hammer technique inside the waterfall, let alone climb the massive round boulder. Three whole days passed, and Tang San hadn't been able to maintain his footing on that incredibly smooth rock. He hadn't even managed to swing his hammer once.

Every day, he would only manage to climb ashore to rest when he was completely exhausted. Once he regained his energy, he would return to the bottom of the waterfall to continue his efforts.

Tang San is known for his perseverance; he has never known what defeat is.

If it doesn't work the first time, try again; if it doesn't work the second time, try a third time. He firmly believed that his father had his reasons for asking him to do something.

With the help of the Wisdom Skull, Tang San began to assess the smoothness of the round stone and the impact force of the water flow. He searched for the best entry point to stand on the stone and began to try to avoid the impact of the water flow.

Use every part of your body to deflect the force.

The heavy casting hammer undoubtedly helped him; the greater his weight, the less likely he was to be swept into the pool.

Tang Hao had been meditating and cultivating in the cave he had created.

They ignored Tang San's affairs. Tang San had stored a large amount of drinking water and food in the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night, enough to sustain the two of them for a month.

Therefore, Tang San did not pick any fruit during this month.

Whenever he came up to rest, he would share some food with his father in his cave and place it in front of his father.

After eating, rest immediately, and once your energy is restored, plunge back into the water.

When Tang Hao occasionally opened his eyes, his gaze would naturally fall on Tang San. Watching his son being swept down and climbed up again and again, a faint sense of relief would appear in his eyes.

Silly boy, do you know what? This waterfall is a forging hammer for you.

It forges your body. As the only master craftsman on the continent, my task is to forge you into a true divine artifact.

Five seconds. I finally made it to five seconds.

By the fifth day, Tang San was able to hold the stone for five seconds.

(End of this chapter)